“I don’t know how I want it. I just know I do,” Callie says in a breathy whisper.
I look up at her and suck her nipple harder. At some point, I’ll need her to tell me more. I want to know exactly what she likes and doesn’t like. But for now, I’ll do what she says. I stand upright and tug her off the counter.
“Take off your jeans, Calliope.”
She glances down the hallway. “What about?—”
“He won’t come out. He’s probably got his earbuds in.” I cup her breast and lightly sweep her nipple with my thumb. She shivers and unbuttons her jeans, wiggling them down her thighs and off her body. She’s wearing a scrap of fabric as underwear, barely covering her pussy. I let my eyes rake down her body, not touching her for a long minute. Then I reach down and touch her over her underwear, moaning when I find the material soaking wet.
“You’re wet for me already, sweetheart?” I croon, moving my finger slowly back and forth.
She leans her hands back on the counter and arches her back, pushing herself down on my hand and sticking her breasts out. It’s a beautiful sight.
I can’t hide how I feel about Callie any longer. Not that I was doing a very good job before, but now that I’ve had a taste, there’s no way I can give her up. And why should I? I might as well let myself fall into her while we’re on this hunt for her that fucker of a man. And after we find him, I’ll have to restrain myself from burying a knife in his gut. He deserves it after the way he treated Callie. Never again, though. He’ll never get close to her again.
“Yes,” she says, eyes fluttering closed. I shift my finger to the edge of her underwear and slide along the outside of her folds, then against the wet warmth of her pussy. I moan and swear underneath my breath. She’s so hot and willing, it’s almost too much to handle.
All I want is to give this woman pleasure, and if I can getthat done, I will. As long as she’ll let me. She’s slick and swollen underneath my touch, just fucking waiting for my cock.
But right as I’m pushing a finger inside, my brother walks in.
“Wes,” he says, as if he’s walking in on me reading a book. He’s got no shame, no normal sense of boundaries.
Callie’s eyes fly open and she gasps, an arm flying across her breasts, even though her back is to Noah. I sigh and regretfully pull my finger out of her, relishing how her eyes widen as I drag over her sensitive clit on the way out.
“Fuck, Noah, do you mind?”
“Nope, not at all.” My brother has the nerve to sound annoyed.
“Oh my god,” Callie whispers, her eyes locked on my face, frozen in terror. “Can he see my ass?”
“No,” I chuckle, although I’m not actually sure that’s true. “Just stay how you are, and he won’t see anything,” I say to her. But instead of listening, she slowly lowers herself down to a crouch so that only the top of her head is visible to Noah. Her gorgeous mouth is at cock-level, and I almost forget that my brother is still standing there.
“Wes.” Noah sounds super serious.
“Seriously, what the fuck do you want?” I sigh. “We’re busy.”
“We’re a go for number one. He’s heading to Maple.”
Well, shit. I curse and glare at Noah.
“What is it?” Callie says, staring up at me.
“I have to go.” I clench my jaw. Why now? Noah and his fucking list.
“What? Go where?” Her brow furrows in surprise.
“We have an errand to run.”
“An errand? It’s two o’clock in the morning.” Now she looks annoyed.
“I’ll give you a minute.” Noah backs up down the hallway. When he turns, I pull Callie up to a standing position.
“There are t-shirts in the back bedroom.” I tug up Callie’s top, covering her tits with a sigh. My entire body aches at the idea of walking away from her. I adjust my disappointed cock.
“What the fuck.” She pushes me away and bends down to pull on her jeans.
“I’m so sorry. We’ve—we’ve gotta do this thing.”
