So I stand and undress. She looks at me hungrily. As if she wants to gobble me right up. I would let her too.
I want to laugh when I see her frown as I move to lie on the bed next to her.
“Inside me, Callum,” she tries to demand again, but I’m done giving into her whims.
“On top,a stór.”
I let her move to straddle me, but instead I take her body and guide her until she’s in reverse cowgirl position. She reaches for my dick but squeals when I grab her hips, hauling her up to sit on my face.
“Callum, I want to feel you fill me up.”
I chuckle. “Then swallow my cock, Autumn. You said you wanted me inside you. I want your mouth.”
She shivers at my comment, wetness seeping out of her. She loves when I dirty talk her.
I don’t pay any mind to what she plans to do next. I’ve got my very favorite meal in front of me, and I plan to enjoy it to my heart’s content.
Sucking her clit into my mouth, I work my fingers into her opening until I’m filling her like she wants. I can hear her moaning, living in the moment.
My dick twitches, but I ignore him. I don’t care if all she does is lie there while I enjoy her. This is about her.
She doesn’t leave me hanging, though. I feel the heat of her mouth surround me as she begins to blow me enthusiastically.
The faster I piston my fingers inside of her, the faster she sucks on me. When I nibble and suck at her clit, her legs clench, her throat swallowing me.
Every single action I take creates a reaction in her, bringing us both pleasure beyond comprehension.
Sliding one of my fingers from her, I move it to her ass, rimming her hole. She freezes, her body shuddering. Then I slip it in, only a little. My girl doesn’t just come then.
She has an out-of-body experience. Her entire body shakes as she squirts all over my face and chest.
I’m still lodged in her mouth, feeling her swallow me over and over as she screams against me. It’s enough to set me off, coming straight down her throat.
She grows weak, falling on me, the tip of my dick still in her mouth.
Slowly, I pull out of her and turn her to lie on my wet chest.
She groans. “We need to clean up.”
“We will when you can walk again. Then we will go for round two.”
She mumbles something else, but I don’t hear it.
Instead, I lie here, content to have my soul mate in my arms.
Damn, life is good.
ChapterThree
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask again for the third time.
“I’m fine, I promise.”
“And he didn’t hurt you?” I press.
Gabby rolls her eyes. “No, honestly, it was all my fault. Check the cameras. I was sitting on the arm of the chair, and when he laughed and slapped his leg at what the other man said, it startled me so bad that when I jumped, I fell backward. Talk about embarrassing.”
I take a deep breath as I push some hair out of my face as I think about what she said. It makes sense. Mr. Colson has one of those deep laughs that catches you off guard when you aren’t expecting it. The man projects his laugh so loudly that it sounds like it’s coming out of a bullhorn, and this was Gabby’s first time with him.
