I oblige, and the shirt is gone in a blink, tossed somewhere to the floor.
The cool air hits my skin, and then so do his lips, tracing a line down my sternum, pausing just long enough to make me squirm.
“You’re staring.”And I like it ...
“Can’t help it,” he says, voice thick. “You get prettier every damn day.”
I laugh, shaky and quiet. “You’re just saying that because I’ve got huge boobs now.”
“Absolutely not.” His palms glide over my hips, hooking into the waistband of my pajama shorts. “Though the boobs are a bonus.”
He peels the rest of my clothes away slowly, kissing along every new inch of skin like it’s his personal mission. When he finally pulls back, eyes roaming appreciatively, his towel barely clinging to his hips, I feel bare in every sense of the word.
And I want more.
“Callum . . .”
He stills, like he’s savoring the sound of his name on my lips. His eyes meet mine—dark, tender, entirely focused. “Yeah, baby?”
I reach for the towel. “Lose this.”
“Bossy.”
I tug him closer. “Extremely turned on.”
The towel hits the floor.
He settles over me, his hands bracketing my face like I’m something precious, not someone half naked and begging for his dick. His mouth brushes mine before sinking into a kiss that leaves me breathless.
So, so turned on . . .
“I missed you,” he whispers against my lips, voice suddenly raw.
“I’m right here.”
“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmurs, voice thick. “Even when I have you, it’s not enough.”
He slides into me.
Out.
In.
He groans, dipping his head to my chest. “God, I love that sound.”
The sound of sex . . .
And then we’re moving—him inside me, us finding that rhythm we always fall into, the one that’s slow and deep and desperate and drives me absolutely, completely mad ...
In a good way.
Still ...I want to be on top.
Pressing a hand to his chest, breath hitching, I whisper, “Switch with me.”
His eyes flare—surprised, turned on, reverent. “Mmm ...”
He rolls, guiding me gently until I’m straddling him, his hands skating up my thighs like he can’t believe his luck. I sink back onto him with a sigh, both of us exhaling like we’ve just been handed the moon.
