Her gaze trails over my suit jacket to my face. “To make it completely fair, you can remove your cufflinks before we start.”
I don’t know if this game she’s playing is making her wet, but I’ll take a chance that it is. I want my mouth on her, so I rid myself of my cufflinks, dropping them on the seat of the chair next to her bag. One rolls off and hits the floor with a clink.
She glances at it. “Are those diamond cufflinks?”
I don’t know how that matters right now. What matters is that my cock is about to drill a hole through my pants in search of her pussy.
“Yes.” My hands hover over the knot of my tie. “Can I lose the tie too?”
Her hands grab hold of the bottom hem of her T-shirt. “You can in three, two, one, go.”
I almost strangle myself getting the tie off my neck before buttons scatter to the floor when I rip my shirt apart.
Her eyes are locked on my body as she tugs her T-shirt over her head to reveal a light blue satin bra.
Her nipples are at rapt attention, hard and temping beneath the thin fabric.
Before she’s got her jeans unbuttoned, my pants are on the floor.
I kick my shoes off, my socks follow, and with one quick tug of my boxer briefs, I’m done.
Naked and aroused, I stare at her in her bra with her jeans partway down her legs.
“Jesus,” I murmur. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”
Her gaze trails me, stopping to admire my dick. “Sean. You’re…”
I drop a hand to fist it, racing my hand over the thick length. “Exactly what you want?”
Without a word, she quickly strips off the rest of her clothes. Her jeans hit the floor, followed by her bra and finally the blue boy shorts she’s wearing.
This is the true definition of beauty.
Smooth skin, a mole above her right hipbone, and pink nipples that I can’t wait to get my teeth around.
My heart pounds as she whispers something.
“Calliope,” I murmur.
“Tell me I won, Sean,” she says. “I want to touch you. I want to touch all of you.”
Her bare feet pad along the floor as she approaches me. I’m stuck in place, stunned by the sheer beauty I’m witnessing.
She drops to her knees before I can protest, and as I hiss out a breath, she wraps a fist around my dick and licks the crown before it disappears between her plump lips.
My knees quake, but I grab hold of her ponytail, guiding her to take more.
She does until I hit the back of her throat and pure animalistic lust grabs hold of me. Closing my eyes, I pump into her with slow and easy strokes, savoring all of it. “God, you’re good. You’re so fucking good.”
She gifts me with a moan that radiates around the head of my dick.
I lose myself to her then, letting my body take over as she uses her hands, lips, and tongue to take me to the brink.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Callie
His lips tracea path down my side. He stops to circle his tongue over the mole on my hip. “Calliope.”