Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
And Callum is far from being done.
I whimper as he slides up between my legs, and when I realize he’s already naked, I moan eagerly and wrap my legs around his muscled, grooved hips. I can feel his thickness pulsing right there against my slick, dripping wet pussy, and for a moment, I throw all caution and fear to the wind.
For a moment, I want him to take me right here and right now.
Callum grunts as he reaches down and rips apart the nightgown he’s already pushed up to my hips. The flimsy, gauzy material shreds apart, baring all of me to his hungry gaze. He growls lowly, like a beast, and it sends a gasp of pleasure and a ripple of excitement through my entire body.
He leans down, hungrily kissing his way down my neck to my ear. And then it’s like he’s read my thoughts and desires as he rasps the words into my ear.
“Soon, little love,” he growls. “I could take you here…”
He rolls his hips, letting the thick muscle between his legs drag slickly over my pussy, making me moan.
“I could pin you to this bed, spread these legs, and push my cock deep into this sweet little virgin cunt,” he groans. But he pulls back, his eyes full of fire as he slowly shakes his head.
“But I won’t, Cat. Soon. So damn soon. But not until you’re my wife.”
I whimper in protest, but when he rolls his hips again and drags that cock over my slit again, I gasp in pleasure. Callum grunts, sliding his cock up and dragging the swollen head up and down my pink slit, making me moan eagerly. He pushes the fat crown over my clit, his cock slick and glistening with my arousal. His hands slip under me, gripping my ass tight and lifting me from the bed. He sits back on his heels, muscles rippling and clenching as he pulls me tight again him, my legs around his waist and my pussy right against the underside of his cock, trapping it between me and his abs.
Callum groans, his muscles bunching as he slowly lifts me against him, and then back down. I gasp in pleasure as the movement has my cunt sliding up and down every throbbing hard inch of the underside of his cock. He pulls me up and down, thrusting his hips at the same time, and it’s almost as though he’s taking me, and fucking me, though there’s no penetration.
I cry out, clawing at his arms and writhing in pleasure as my clit slides up and down every inch of him, dragging over his pulsing shaft and bumping across his swollen head. Callum throws his head back in pleasure, and I bite my lip as I drink him in—the sinfully gorgeous body, the scars from war, the way he moves with me.
The way he holds me so tight and sends pleasure exploding through me.
He moves me faster, his arm muscles bulging and his hands digging into my skin as he pumps me up and down, sliding my pussy over his cock again and again as I start to fall all over again. My eyes slide over my body and his, where we join—watching his fat cock thrust up from between my legs over and over, so glistening and slick with both my arousal and his.
Pleasure melts through me, and when our eyes lock, and when I see the fire roaring in his gaze as he drinks me in, I know I’m going to fall.
Hard.
There are no words, because there don’t have to be. It’s just him and I locked in this intimate, sinfully amazing moment, crashing towards a cliff. Our bodies shudder, breaths catch, muscles clench, and suddenly, as his swollen cock head pushes over my clit, the switch flicks inside of me. And I start to come for him.
I cry out, throwing my head back, my hair wild across my face as my whole body arches off the bed. My breath thrust to the ceiling, nipples hard and aching as it all hits me. The climax starts between my legs, this rolling wave of pure pleasure that soon consumes all of me. I moan and writhe, bucking against him and gasping for air as the waves crash over me again and again.
Callum roars, his muscles clenched tight and rippling. He thrusts once more, and when his swollen, trembling cock thrusts up between my legs and over my clit one more time, suddenly, he’s coming too.
He grunts, and I moan as I feel his cock throbbing and twitching against me. Thick, hot, white ropes of his cum spurt from his crown to land in heavy streaks across my skin. His hot cum covers my pussy, my thighs, my tummy—dripping and trickling over my skin as we keep grinding together. Until finally, we come to a halting stop, panting for air.