Page 30 of Pinky Promises

I lower my mouth over him until his dick hits the back of my throat. I gag just a little, and drool drips down my chin.

“You don’t have to do this,” he says softly.

“No, I want to. It’s just you’re so—”

A wicked smile graces his lips.

I lower my head once again, taking him into my mouth. “Oh, shit, that feels incredible.” I begin to move my hand, twisting and matching the pace of my mouth as I drag my tongue over the ridges of his cock.

“Just like that,” he groans.

Up and down.

The only sounds in the hotel room are Callum’s labored breathing and the suction of my mouth on him. Callum gathers my hair in his hands, pulling it away from my face so that he can watch as I suck him off. His eyes are so dark and sinful. Moisture gathers between my thighs. Why is that so fucking sexy—him watching, that is.

“Fuck, I’ve imagined this too many times.” His eyes drift close. “But this is so much more than my fantasies.”

Removing my mouth from him, I am intrigued about what other fantasies he’s thought. He had a pretty vivid imagination growing up, and I bet it has only gotten dirtier over time. “You’ve thought about me before?”

“Fuck yes. How could I not? You’re the most gorgeous woman I know, Brynn. You’ve been the main star of my fantasies for years.”

I stop moving my hand for a moment at his confessions. For years? Assuming and hearing the words are two different things. I’ve been the star, and he never once acted on it, even on the mornings when I woke up to his erection poking me, sayinghello,I want to play with you.

He’s called me beautiful before, but this confession hits me deep, seeing the honesty in his eyes.

I smirk playfully, curious as to how he will respond. “What else have you thought about?” I drag my tongue along the underside of his cock. I repeat the movement while sliding my hand down his shaft to cradle his balls. Callum jolts upright and pulls me up by the arm before I can put my mouth back on him.

“I love my dick being in your mouth, but I don’t want to come in you there.” The way he saystheresends a shiver up my spine. I straddle his lap, resting my arms on his shoulders. My arousal drips out of my pussy. Can he feel how wet I am through the material of my panties? His grip on my hips holds me in place, but I need more. I begin to move my hips back and forth over his erection.

“I’ve thought about this ass.” He squeezes my ass again, pulling me further against his body. My nipples brush against his bare chest. “I’ve thought about what it would look like in front of me, bent over on display for me. I’ve thought about the way it’ll bounce on my cock as I fuck you from behind.”

Holy shit, who knew my best friend has such a dirty mind. A moan involuntarily leaves my lips.

“But tonight, I’m not going to fuck you from behind—well, at least not at first.” He increases his speed, moving my hips back and forth. I bite my lip as the tension in my body builds, begging for release. “The first time, I want to watch you come apart. I want to look into your eyes as I bottom out in you. We’ll get to that, though. There’s something else I need to do first.”

No, he needs to fuck me.

Cal doesn’t give me a chance to speak my thoughts aloud because as I open my mouth to disagree with him, he tightens his arm around my waist and flips us over so that I’m now flat on my back. I playfully yelp at the movement. The comforter feels cool against my heated bare skin.

He hooks his fingers on the side of my panties and looks to me one more time for reassurance that this is what I want. I nod. I let my legs fall open as he slides my panties down, giving him a full view of how wet I am. There is no point in being shy now; I just had his cock in my mouth.

He leaves a trail of kisses up my legs, starting at my ankle. I hold my breath in anticipation as his face becomes eye level with the apex of my thighs. Can he smell my arousal?

This is it. This is the moment.Callum darts his tongue out, but instead of licking my slit, he moves down an inch and places another kiss on my inner thigh. I groan when I realize he is peppering kisses now down the other leg.

His chuckle vibrates against my body. “Is this not what you wanted?”

I shake my head.

He slides back up, settling between my legs. “What is it you want, then?”

“I want—”

Words escape me when Callum drags his thumb through my folds, arousal coating his skin. He circles my clit and back down, gathering more liquid before removing his thumb and bringing it to his lips.

My eyes never leave his as he licks every drop of me off his thumb and hums in approval.

“You taste delicious.”

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