Page 108 of Legacy

And then I opened my mouth wider and swallowed him whole.

With the piercings, it was a little more difficult than a normal blow job, but then again, this was Callum Ashford.

There was nothing normal about him. I bobbed my head, continuing to hollow my cheeks as I sucked him down. He groaned, lifting his hips so he went even deeper down my throat, so I swallowed hard, letting the tip tap the back of my throat.

He froze, his whole body shaking as I breathed through my nose and took him even deeper.

“Fuck,” he drawled out—the word a guttural moan.

I slid up again before taking him deeper, gagging slightly with my eyes watering as he tugged on my hair and buried my face closer to his hips.

“Your mouth is so fucking good. That’s it, take my cock. Take it all.”

I nodded, humming along his length as we angled so he could slide his cock in and out of my mouth, deeper and deeper, until I was gagging, tears sliding down my cheeks, and he was fucking my face.

I loved every moment of it, every taste of him, and when he finally pulled out of me, I groaned, my lips swollen.

“You weren’t done yet.”

“I don’t fucking care.”

He crushed his mouth to mine, and before I could do anything, my ass was in the air, face pressed against the comforter as he stood at the edge of the bed and slammed deep inside me. We both froze, my knees shaking as the feeling of his piercings rubbed along the inside of me and made my toes curl.

“Callum.”

“I’m so fucking deep this way. Am I hurting you?”

I shook my head against the comforter, my hands digging into the mattress.

“No. It feels so good. Fuck me. Please. I need to come again.”

“We’re going to be so fucking late,” he growled. Then he slid out of me and licked up my spine before slamming home again.

He moved in and out of me, slowly at first, until there was nothing but groans and heat and pants. And when he slid his fingers over my clit, I came, my knees giving out so I lay face down on the bed while he continued to fuck me. Then his fingers were at my ass, slowly using my own juices to make it easier for him to slide one digit in. I froze, and he did the same, and I let out a breath.

“Callum.”

“That’s it. Just take one finger. Just like we practiced. You’ve got this, baby.”

“I really don’t think your cock is going to fit in there. I’m just saying.”

“We’ve got time to practice.”

And then he was working himself in and out of me, his finger in my ass, his cock in my pussy, and I just realized at this moment that I had never known it could be like this. Nor had I known I could even say the words that were currently escaping my mouth.

When I finally came again, Callum took both hands, gripped my hips, and slammed into me.

“Felicity,” he growled, filling me with his cock, as he hovered over me, both of us wet, slick, and shaking.

My phone buzzed, and I looked down at the alarm next to my face, since my cell phone had bounced along the mattress, and let out a breath.

“We have twenty minutes to shower and get to my parents. They’re going to know that you just fucked their daughter on her bed, aren’t they?”

“I hope to hell not. Your brother is going to kick my ass.”

“Be more afraid of my father,” I teased.

Callum let out a breath and kissed my shoulder.