I chuckle, my head dipping toward hers to smell her shampoo. “Does it?”
″Mhm.”
My lips press against her ear and she shivers. “It’s just me,” I whisper and a moan escapes her mouth as she nods her acknowledgment.
She wiggles a little then leans into my chest. I stifle my own groan, trying to keep my focus on her.
She mentioned before the thought of Jason always pulls her from the moment. So, wanting to remind her it’s just me, I say, “I’m not him. It’s Callum.”
″I know, baby.”
My breath hitches at the endearment. It’s the first time that she’s ever called me anything other than my name. I close my eyes, forcing away anything that can cause me to turn this situation selfish. This isn’t about me.
Haley reaches up, draping her arm around my neck as she gazes up at me.“Kiss me?”
″Where?”
″My neck. I like that.”
″You do?” My lips brush against her exposed flesh in a soft peck. I kiss her again, darting my tongue out this time.
″Yes.” She sighs, squirming as I run my tongue from her jaw to her ear, then down the crook of her neck. The white jagged scar calls for my attention, and I move to pepper more kisses along it.
I shift, trying to ease the ache of my cock, but fail miserably with her settled into me.
″I feel that.” She giggles.
″Feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”
″Aye,” she mocks in a fake Irish accent.
Caught in the moment, I scowl and pinch her nipple in response to her teasing. I realize too late that I’ve overstepped and jerk my hand away. “Fuck. I’m sorry. I should have asked first, love.”
″No. I liked it.”
The nipple I’ve pinched stands erect and rock hard under the fabric of her nightgown. “Wait until my mouth is on them,” I say. “My tongue will swirl your nipple while I finger your tight pussy.” I pinch the other one, squeezing her breast at the same time.
Haley moans. “Oh, please. More.”
″More of what, Haley? Tell me.”
″Talking. Your voice is keeping me here. With you.”
″Come here,” I say.
I grab her waist and twist. She straddles me and her nightgown slides up her thighs. I’m almost certain it’s her bare cunt pressed right up against my hard cock, my boxers the only barrier between us. A really wet, fucking barrier, as she grinds against the head of my dick.
″You’re wet, it seems.” I bite my lip, allowing my head to fall into her shoulder.
″Keep talking.”
″You control the speed, baby,” I whisper. Her teeth sink into my shoulder, sending a jolt to my cock. “Mmm, love. When you bite me like that, I might just cum before I’m even inside you.”
My hand fists her hair, my grip tightening as she continues to grind against me.
″Take off your underwear.” Her demand catches me off guard. Definitely not ready for bossy Haley. She leans back, eyes twinkling with amusement as she waits for me to do as she commanded.
Haley hovers over me, her hands holding my shoulders for support.