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″Callum.” My name rolls over her tongue and sounds desperate. Needy for me.

″Haley.”

She climbs off me and heads for the door. Once she closes it, she shimmies out of her jeans, then hurries toward me. “More,” she whispers. “Tell me more.”

″Dec untied him from the chair and he tried to escape. Tried to stand. But every time he managed to get up, Sean would hit him with a baseball bat in his knees. Eventually, he gave up. He fell to the ground and he let me finish him without much of a fight.”

″How?”

″I bled him out. Sliced his wrists.”

″Cal?”

″Yes, baby?”

″Kiss me.”

I lift my head and grab her by the waist, pulling her on top of me. My lips are so close to hers but she stops me, pressing her finger to my mouth. Her head shakes as she smiles, tears in her eyes.

″Not on my mouth.”

My eyes practically bulge out of my head. She’s finally ready for the one thing she’s been holding out on. “Oh fuck,” I groan, kissing her mouth anyway.

I climb out of bed and drop to my knees.

She moans as I dig my fingers into her hips and pull her to me. I toss one of her legs over my shoulder and press my nose into her sweet pussy. “You’re soaked for me.”

″You’re hard for me.”

″Forever.”

I don’t waste any more time speaking. I push my tongue inside of her. Haley sags against the bed, her hand gripping my hair, but I’m too concentrated on the task at hand. On her sweet taste, her arousal for me, and the smell of her. She’s all-consuming, and I’ll never get enough of her.

I replace my tongue with two fingers, pumping slowly, twisting in that way I know she absolutely loves and press my tongue to her clit. I alternate between licking and sucking as I fuck her.

Her hips thrust into me, her grip on my hair tightens, and she squeezes her muscles around my fingers. I groan. “Fuck baby, you’re so close already.”

She manages a moaned word that I can’t make out as she rides my face.

″Cal.” Her voice pushes me on as I pick up the pace, and just as I feel her muscles sucking my fingers further into her as she comes, I suck on her clit hard.

She rides the crashing waves of her orgasm, thrashing and calling out curse words. And I continue my thrusting, my licking and sucking. “I came. Fuck, I came. You can stop.” She laughs, tapping my ear, her stomach muscles clenching with each passing of my tongue to her cunt.

I pull away to look up at her. “Oh, lass. We’re only just getting started.”

Chapter forty

“Baby.Dinnerishere!”I call from Callum’s kitchen as I set the takeout box of pizza on the counter. I grab plates for us and water from the fridge as he heads down the hall.

I guess the kitchen is really mine now, too. I sold the brownstone a couple of weeks ago. I hadn’t wanted to. It was the first home that I ever purchased and the perfect location. But Drake ruined it for me. I wanted to purchase another one that was closer to the hospital, but nothing had been up for sale.

I didn’t want to move in with Cal but it just made sense.

Callum appears, and he grins as I open the box to plate our food. A smile plays on my lips when I see he’s ordered an entire pie of broccoli pizza, instead of leaving half plain cheese. He kisses the top of my head, grabbing his plate.

″Since when do you eat broccoli pizza?” I ask, admiring him in his gray sweatpants with no shirt.

″My doctor told me I should add more fiber to my diet.”


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