“Fuck,” he mutters. His eyes are glassy as he stares up at me, and his cheeks are getting redder than I’ve ever seen them before.
No, that’s not true. I’ve seen him like this one other time, when we were in his car and I had my hand wrapped around the hard member pressed between my legs. I want to make him feel as good as he did then. I grind against him again, and this time he lets out another string of cuss words. I’d laugh if I wasn’t feeling the exact same way.
He yanks me to him, his lips finding mine as he rolls my nipple between his fingers, his tongue plunging into my mouth. I roll my hips against him as he kisses me like he never has before, and he plays with my nipple. It’s so simple yet so damn good, and I teeter closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm.
“You’re killing me,” he says again when he pulls away. “I’m so damn close.”
“Me too.”
“Then get there. Do what you need. Come on my lap, Clover. I can’t think of anything else I want more.” He chuckles lowly. “Well, I could think of one thing…”
I want to tell him he could have thatone thingright now if he wanted, tell him I’d lie back on his twin-sized bed and let him have his way with me until the wee hours of the morning, his roommates be damned, but I’m way too chicken to actually say it.
So, instead, I get brave in a different way. I slide my hand between us, right into the waistband of my leggings, and I press two fingers against my clit.
He inhales sharply, his nostrils flaring. “Holy fuck.” He snaps his eyes to mine. “Are you touching yourself right now?”
I nod, drawing a small circle around the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Shit.” He drags his teeth against his bottom lip. “What does it feel like? I need to know how it feels.”
“It’s…good.”
He laughs. “I know that, but I want more. I need details.” He kisses me hard, then pulls away just as fast before dragging his lips to my ear. “Tell me what your cunt feels like, Clover.”
He sinks his teeth into my neck, and I gasp. Not just because he’s being far from gentle and I like that much more than I could have anticipated, but because I’ve never heard anyone utter that word in real life before. I’ve read it in a book, and it was said once in a video on a website I had no business being on, but never in person, and certainly never from Callum.
“Say that again.”
“What?” he asks, licking across the spot where he just had his teeth.
“That word.”
He pulls back and looks up at me. “Cunt?”
I groan, and his eyes spark with something I can’t quite name.
“Oh, Clover,” he murmurs, laughing lowly again. He ghosts his lips against mine. “I want to hear how your cunt feels. Can you tell me? Can you tell me how wet you are for me? Can you tell me how your fingers feel pressed against you?” He spreads his legs more, and my thighs go along with him. “Can you slide inside that pretty little pussy of yours and finger yourself until you’re making a mess all over?”
I nod and do just that, my eyes closing as I dip two fingers into myself.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he says. “Open your eyes. Look at me. Talk to me.”
I run my tongue over my lips and draw in a deep breath. “I… It’s warm.”
“Warm. Mmm. What else?” He kisses the corner of my lips. “What else does it feel like, huh? Is it as tight as I imagine?”
“Yes,” I gasp out. “It’s so tight. I can barely fit two fingers in there. I don’t…” I moan as I grind my hips against my hand, my palm brushing my clit. “I don’t know how you’re going to fit down there. You’re so…big.”
“Oh, don’t you worry about that. I’ll fit, I promise you.” He kisses the other corner of my mouth. “What else does it feel like?”
“Wet. I’msowet. It’s kind of embarrassing.”
“No, it’s not. It’s beautiful, Clover. Don’t ever be embarrassed about that. Not with me. Understood?” I nod, and he kisses me again, this time on my chin. “Give me another one. Tell me more.”
“I…” I groan when he pinches my nipple again while biting at my neck. “I don’t know. It’s hard to concentrate when you’re kissing me like that.”
“Youthink it’s hard to concentrate? You’re inmylap right now, and you’re fingering your sweet little hole that I can’t wait to stretch around my cock. I think I win in the ‘hard to concentrate’ competition.”
