Page 63 of Inseverable (Carolina Beach)

“You want me to touch myself?” she stammers.

I squeeze my eyes shut and pause, my mind flooding with images of her reaching between her legs to please herself. “Only if you want to,” I rumble.

Instead of waiting for a response, I slide her fingers further down and use them to spread her folds. Now that I see her?see her completely?no way in hell can I stay in control.

Trin screams in total bliss when I shove forward and devour her. My motions should be slow, gentle. They’re not. My tongue and mouth are frantic, licking, sucking,tasting.

She writhes against me, grunting and swearing. If not for my arms fastened to her thighs, she’d fall off the couch with how hard she comes.

When her quivering ceases, I rise slowly, licking my lips. Her face is flushed a deep red. For a moment she simply stares at me, her expression split between shock and hunger. I can barely control my breathing, ready for more of her. But I need to know she still wants this?wantsme.

Before I can ask her, her fingers clasp the waistband of my jeans and she hauls me to her for a long, grateful kiss.

Chapter Nineteen

Trinity

My lips seek out Callahan’s, tasting every bit of me all over him. Something feral overtakes me, compelling me to consume what he took and more. He doesn’t fight me, digging his fingers into my hair and allowing me to ravage his mouth.

I pry his zipper open, his breath hitching when I reach in and stroke. My movements quicken, using my toes to shove his jeans and briefs down. When the waistband of his boxers falls just above his knees, I slip off the back of the couch and take him deep into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he says. “Oh,fuck.”

He places his hands on either side of the couch, kicking away what remains of his clothes before curving forward to take in my motions. Maybe I’m supposed to turn away from his gaze, or close my eyes. Good girls don’t watch, right? They don’t lust after men. They don’t do what I’m doing down on my knees.

If so, good girls are overrated and there’s no Callahan in their lives.

This man?myman?enlivens every part me. I feel him and savor him down to my soul. The way he touches me, and how his face disappeared against me, demonstrates his desire, and incites mine. I surrender to our passion, dismissing any fears so I can take him without holding any part of me back.

My mouth seeks him deeper. I’m so captivated by the way he reacts to my pulls and suction, I can’t helpbutwatch, meeting his face with the full force of my ardor.

His hand strokes over mine as I work him. “Keep going, baby,” he pants. “That feels so good.”

I moan against him, his words accelerating my movements and spurring that clenching pain that yearns for another orgasm. My lips and hand continue to explore, and for a moment, I think he’s going to let me finish him. But then he wrenches me up and places me back on top of the couch.

We move in perfect rhythm, like we’ve made love a thousand times, my legs falling open and my hands clasping his shoulders. I groan when he strokes me with his thick tip.

“You sure you want this?” he asks.

My lids squeeze tight as he makes another pass. But I meet his eyes to let him know I mean what I say. “Please don’t stop,” I say, my words releasing in gasps.

And he doesn’t, gradually easing himself inside me with slow steady pumps. My body for all that it’s ready to receive him is tight, given the time that’s passed since my last lover, and Callahan’s generous size.

My teeth trail behind his ear to tug on the lobe, only for my tongue to flick between kisses.

“Jesus, Trin,” he mumbles.

He’s not the only one making noise. As he advances, my whimpers grow louder, needier, the anticipation making me tremble.

He averts his chin, swearing. “Am I hurting you?”

“No.” I sigh against his ear and swivel my hips. “Am I hurting you?”

He chuckles softly, his voice dripping with lust. “No. You feel so good. So right.”

With one final push he’s in. Then he begins to move. It’s then he begins to thrust.

My spine bows as he slides in and out of me. Now, I’m swearing, begging him to go harder, and throwing my head back and screaming when he does.

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