I don’t let her respond. At least not with words. My tongue sweeps inside her mouth. I wedge my thigh between her legs and pull her cloth-covered sex tight against me. She moans and melts into my embrace. I don’t really care about curses at this moment. I only want to get my dick inside her hot, juicy cunt. The rest of the world can be sorted out tomorrow.
Chapter Ten
Birdie
I try to process his words, but it’s hard when his mouth is pressed against mine. His bossy tone should probably upset me, but it has the opposite effect. I was hurt earlier when he hadn’t followed after me. It only got worse when I couldn’t get the ring off my freaking finger.
“I can’t resist you,” he says against my mouth as he lifts me. I wrap my arms around him as he carries me. I think we’re going to the bed, but he carries me out of the room I’m staying in and into his. “Fuck you taste sweet.”
“The dessert,” I moan as his mouth trails down my neck. Nothing has ever felt this good in my entire life.
“It’s you.” He drops me down onto his giant bed. His mouth leaves me long enough to remove my shirt and bra from my body. Then his lips are back on me. His rough fingers move against my skin. “And I want to taste every inch.”
“Calder.” My back bows off the bed when his mouth wraps around my nipple. I dig my fingers into his short hair. He takes my other breast in his hand, his fingers toying with my nipple. His mouth goes back and forth, feasting on both of them. He can’t get enough.
My breath hitches when he begins to trail kisses down my stomach. My hips lift off the bed, begging him for more. His fingers go for the button of my shorts. My mind wanders for a moment, trying to remember if I put on some cute panties tonight. It doesn’t matter. The second he pops the button on my shorts, the panties are tossed away without a glance, leaving me completely naked in his bed. He remains fully dressed but not for long if I have any say in it.
“You too.” I try to go for his shirt, wanting to see what he’s been hiding underneath those clothes. All thoughts leave my mind when he presses me back down onto the bed and buries his face between my thighs.
A growl rumbles from him the second his mouth makes contact with my sex. It vibrates through my body as he wraps his mouth around my clit and starts to suck. All of it is too much. Too fast. The first orgasm hits me out of nowhere. I cry out his name, all the air leaving my lungs. Pleasure I never knew existed courses through my body.
I continue to buck and shake under him. His hands grip my hips, pinning me firmly to the bed as he keeps feasting on me. I shake my head no; everything is too sensitive. My body has no idea what it wants at this point.
I reach down, digging my fingers into his hair, but I don’t try to pull him away. I only hold on to him as his tongue flicks my clit back and forth. Another orgasm starts to build.
“No!” I cry when his mouth leaves my clit. His fingers dig into my hips as he lifts my ass off the bed. His tongue slides down the seam of my sex to thrust inside of me. “Calder.” I try to buck as he thrusts his tongue in and out of me.
He keeps his grip on me. I’m not going anywhere unless he allows it. I wonder if I’ll bear marks on my skin tomorrow. I hope so. That thought only fuels my arousal, causing my orgasm to rise to the surface once again.
“Calder.” I scream his name before black spots dance in my eyes and my body goes lax. I can’t open my eyes—or move, for that matter. But I feel him place a kiss on my sex, then each of my thighs before he places my hips back down onto the bed.
My eyes flutter open as I watch him pull his shirt over his head. I’m not surprised to see how ripped he is. He’s not that way from spending hours in a gym either. He’d probably think something like that was a waste of time. He’s built from manual labor.
Seeing him looming over me is a reminder of how big he is compared to me. I lick my lips as he slips from the bed to stand and kick off his boots before his hands go to his belt. He pulls it free. It hits the ground with a loud thud.