Page 113 of He Loves Me Knot

She groaned in pleasure. His hand held her breast as she pushed back against him, enjoying this. She’d never experienced spooning and fucking simultaneously, but it was easy and lazy, just what she needed for early morning sex.

After that incredibly embarrassing episode in his mom’s office the night before, she wasn’t sure what sort of mood Callum would come back in. She’d gotten her answer when he’d walked into the room later, climbed straight into bed, and buried his face between her legs.

That orgasm was a ten out of ten.But she hadn’t told him that.

They hadn’t talked much but, somehow, something seemed different in him. And then they’d kept coming back to each other throughout the night, clinging to each other.

He’s spent more of the night inside me than out, she thought with an amused chuckle.

And with each touch, with each time they came together, she knew one thing clearly . . .

I like Callum.

Except she couldn’t.

He didn’t want that.

He wanted someone to fuck and leave.

And, shit, I still have that date with Sergio tonight.

And have to get Elle’s dress.

She wasn’t sure what she was going to do about either.

Right now, though, it didn’t matter. Right now, her legs trembled as her body came closer to coming.

He thrust harder now, up into her as his fingers refused to relent on her clit. “That’s so good, babe . . .” she murmured, pushing back to meet each thrust.

So good.

“Oh God, Callum.”

“Say it.”

She turned her face and pressed a breathless kiss to his mouth.

“You fuck me so good, Callum.”

“Yeah? You want more?”

“Yes. . .” Her body was in a full-out spasm now, each thrust, each stroke bringing her closer to bliss. “Fuck me. Fuck me good, babe. I want to feel you come inside me.”

He groaned, releasing his load, and the sensation made a spasm rip through her core, bringing her to the edge. “Say it, baby.”

“I’m coming for you, Callum. It’s so good . . .” She could hardly get the words out now, her moans louder than she intended. Her breath came in short pants of pleasure, heat burning her face, making spots dance in her eyes.

Then she relaxed, her core unclenching as she came down and settled back in his arms.

I could lie in his arms forever.

She swallowed nervously, the thought pulsing through her brain clearly enough.

Callum was right.

He’d told her he was going to ruin her.

And I could fall for him. Hell, it would be so easy to pretend this is the start of something more long-term.

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