Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
I hummed into his neck. He reached behind us into the nightstand, grabbing a condom. Callum rubbed himself hard while I licked my lips. I couldn’t resist the urge to wrap them around the head of his cock, and took him into my mouth. He gasped in surprise before letting out a low moan, a sound that would live rent-free in my thoughts forever.
“Quinn,” he said while moving his hand to my head. “Babygirl, you don’t have to–”
Whatever he’d been poised to say died on his lips. I deep-throated his cock while working my hand along his shaft. I continued worshipping him while his fingers tightened in my hair.
“Enough. I need to be inside you,” he said growling.
I ignored his command and hummed. He let out a long string of curses. I loved the way his eyes rolled back into his head, and I took a mental snapshot of the moment.
“Release Daddy so he can fuck you.”
That was the hottest, most delicious order I’d ever heard. Obeying, I slowly opened my mouth and let him slip out. I reached for the condom but he held it out of my reach like a naughty game of keep-away. “Give it to me,” I whined.
“Ask nicely.”
“Please let me do it, Daddy?”
“Much better,” he praised and held the condom packet in between his index and middle finger.
I opened it, rolling it on with practiced ease as if I did that sort of thing all the time. He was thick, and I admired him as I finished. “You’re so sexy.”
“I’m sexy? Baby, you’re a goddess. Swing yourself this way so I can show you exactly what you’ve been doing to me.”
I shifted around, staring at him long enough to appreciate every muscle and dip in his body before laying on my back. Callum straddled my legs, moving them where he wanted and settling between them. Raising my eyes to his, I saw absolute devotion there. “I’ve thought about this moment, even when I was mad… after you left. Not that you had any idea that I missed you.”
“I should have done a better job showing you how important you are to me, an oversight I’m remedying now.”
Callum kissed me deeply, passionately. Cupping his face, I leaned forward until I reached the shell of his ear. I nipped it once. “By fucking me senseless?”
“I’ll start there.”
He captured my ankle, wrapping his fingers around it and raised it up to rest on his shoulder. Tilting my head to the side, I wished I’d had more adventures sexually because I felt wholly out of my league. Callum planted kisses along the top of my foot. He was going to spoil me for anyone else in the bedroom, a thought that dragged up those fears of abandonment along with an overwhelming sense of contentment. I reminded myself that he wanted to be in a relationship, regardless of how we’d reconnected.
“Relax, babygirl. Drop whatever’s going through that pretty head of yours.” He tapped in between my brows. “Keep those eyes on me.”
“Yes, Sir,” I mumbled, doing my best to do as he commanded. Callum smirked, trailing the fingers of his free hand along my pussy lips. I arched, the sensations rippling through my body from barely a touch.
“Spread your legs a little wider, baby.”
Callum waited for me to obey then slid his cock inside of me, inserting himself slowly while my body stretched to accommodate him. I grabbed his shoulders, the pads of my fingers digging into his skin. He praised me, whispering how good I felt as he entered deeper.
“You feel so fucking good, Sir.”
“Hm? Right there is the spot?” he teased, moving in and out slowly and then increasing his pace while I writhed.
“There. Oh, god, please…” Throwing my head back, I moaned loudly.
Callum stroked spots inside my core that I couldn’t recall anyone else ever finding. He drew another moan from my mouth, hitting my g-spot as if he mapped it.
“Come on, Quinn. You’re almost there. I can feel you clenching around me. I want to see you come all over my cock.”
“Sir!”
“That’s right, babygirl. Come for me, pretty girl.” His voice rumbled against my chest.
Callum grabbed my other ankle, setting it on his shoulder so that I was raised off the mattress. He increased the speed of his hips and I was helpless to do anything but allow the orgasm to crash over me.
“Sir! Oh, Sir! Holy fuck.” I smacked my palms down at my sides, trying to find purchase on the blankets to give myself something solid to grab. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through my body until I was a whimpering mess of bliss.
Callum hit his own peak, the muscles in his abs contracting and releasing as he came. He paused long enough to slide my legs to the mattress before resting his body on top of mine. I rubbed every part of him that I could reach while our breathing evened out.