I’ll take anything he gives me though. I’ve been missing this for too long, and I want more.
I’d love to stay in his bed all day, kissing him and holding him tightly, but I can’t miss work.
″I have a few meetings,” Cal answers. “They won’t take long.”
He bites my shoulder and I groan at the pain. It’s quickly replaced with sensual kisses while he fucks me with only his hand—faster, spreading me open, and twisting his fingers inside. This is a whole new pleasure.
All of this biting, I’m sure I’ve got marks all over my body, but I don’t give a shit. It feels fucking amazing coupled with his hands all over me, touching me.
″I need to go in,” I say. “It’s good for me. I like working.”
Callum pulls out of me, causing me to whine. “What’s the matter, lass?” He fucking chuckles at me.“Feeling empty?”
″Yes.” I drag my nails through the tuft of hair on his chest.
″Want me to fill you up?”
″Yes.” A groan leaves my lips. I thrust forward, rubbing myself against his bulging erection.
″Then call in sick.”
″Asshole.” I swat his chest, rolling onto my side. My leg swings over him, wrapping around his hips to pull him toward me.
I’m going to be so late for work, but he’s awoken a beast inside me. A greedy, wanton beast that needs to feel him against me. Feel him unleashing his own monster.
I reach between us, grabbing his dick and slide it along my wetness. When it’s nice and lubricated, I press the tip against the entrance, sliding in the tip.
″Fuck,” I moan, adjusting to the feeling. I lean my head against his chest as I swivel my hips around. When I’m ready, I push forward, trying to take him deeper.
″Uh-uh,” Cal pulls out of me but stays close. “You want my cock?”
″You know I do.”
“Then, you know what you have to do.”
″Oh, fuck off,” I sigh, pushing him quickly before he can stop me. My eyes widen at the sudden loss of him, and I cling onto his neck in a desperate attempt to get him back to me.
I shove all of him inside me, groaning at the sudden stretch. He doesn’t stop me, allowing me to grind my hips into him.
″Greedy little girl,” he whispers against my mouth.
″But, I’m your greedy girl.”
He growls, rolling on top of me. “You are. Mine,” he says. “Tell me, is your cunt greedy too?”
My muscles clench around him at his words. I really love dirty talk.
Callum’s eyes roll back as he moans and his fingers dig into my hips. He thrusts inside me hard, pumping once, and hisses out a low, “Yes.” Then he pulls out and flips me onto my stomach, and positions himself on his knees behind me.
″Play with your desperate clit while I get us a condom.” He drags his cock out of me, reaching in the nightstand.
My face flushes at hearing those words. Something I’d never say, something that would be a turn off coming from someone else. Anyone else. But from him? When Callum’s saying it about me? It gets me flustered in all the right ways.
His hands grip both ass cheeks, spreading me. The cool air against my exposed flesh causes me to shiver and Cal presses his knuckle against my clit.
My head falls against the pillow while he continues to play with me.
Cal presses on my back, holding me in place. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”