Page 82 of Wicked Duty
Tackling me onto the mattress, he kisses me with his entire being, short-circuiting my brain. His bare chest brushes mine, stoking the fire deep within my own. His thick, ready shaft rubs me in the spot that aches the most, eliciting gasps, twitches, and moans against his ravenous mouth.
“You like that?” His rasped question pulses directly between my legs. “You like it when I grind on you?”
I nod, pressing my lips back to his. He chuckles darkly and deliberately rocks against me. The action drives his rigid length against my neediest places, the tip of his cock massaging my clit.
He feels amazing. I could orgasm from this alone.
Grinding harder, he groans into my ear. “You’re so wet for me.”
His dirty talk releases another surge of arousal. My eyes flutter closed as I soak up the sensation. The pure joy. His caress is night and day from the last person who touched me here…
Any thought of rejection is long gone.
My body aches for him.Desperately.
“I need to be inside you.” Callum’s growl triggers a heatwave down my spine. “Please tell me you want that too.”
The fact that he asks, that he remembers to check in, clogs my throat with suppressed emotion. “Yes.”
He stills, and I open my eyes to find him watching me.
“Even if I can’t protect you?”
My chest flutters. “What are you talking about?”
“I didn’t expect this to happen, Lucy.” He releases a deep, guttural groan, pressing his cock to the length of my seam. “I checked my wallet, and I don’t have any protection on me.”
It takes me an eon to realize he’s talking about condoms.
Who cares!I want to shout, even as my heart melts into a puddle. He’s hard as a board against me yet still pauses to prioritize my safety.
“I have an IUD.” I lick my lips, aching for more. “I’m good, as long as you’re clean.”
“I tested clean last time and haven’t been with anyone since.” He watches me closely. “Does that mean I can have that pussy? Bare?”
My lower belly clenches, and I nod.
He shudders as he drops his forehead to mine, his voice gruff and needy. He pushes himself up to stare down at me. “Are you sure? If not, just tell me. We don’t have to do anything today.”
I blink. Swallow my immediateyesand pause to take stock of myself.
I am okay. I want this.
I wanthim.
Nothing sits in my chest except the fizzy thrill of anticipation. My body throbs, seeking his warmth.
My head is clearer than it’s been in days. Weeks, maybe.
Nothing’s stopping me.
I hold his smoldering gaze.
“I’m okay, Callum. Don’t hold back.” A smile with a devious edge spreads across my face.
His responding grin whispers of soon-to-be-committed sins. “Then I suggest you hang on.”
I barely have time to comply with his command before he rams inside me, filling me to the brim.
