Page 281 of Now and Forever

“Just you and me?” Stella cautiously asked.

This ought to be an unsavory joke.

“You fucking bet your life it’s just you and me! If that’s not what you’re used to now, you better make a quick reform because I don’t share; not now, not ever!” I growled.

“I won’t share you, either. It was a question of assurance, not preference choice.” Stella softly cupped my cheek, surprising me. Her touch sent a deep buzz all the way into my groin. “I’ve missed you, too, Cal.”

Something about how she said those words… they simply left a deep, panging ache inside my chest. I didn’t do any of these sentiments, either. The only thing allowed was I need you and I want you. For some reason, though, I held off in correcting her.

I was too distracted with my reaction to her words that I didn’t realize that she was hiking her skirt up and pushing her thong to the side. Her back pressed against the tinted glass as she hooked her leg on my hip. She was biting her luscious bottom lip as she hastily unbuttoned my trousers, pushing everything down as she greedily sought my cock.

I grunted out her name, rocking back on my heels as her hands slid up and down my length. “Stella.”

“Condom?”

Fuck. I didn’t have one. How in the world did I forget to bring one? Oh, yeah, because I didn’t fancy shagging anyone after that incident two nights ago. “I didn’t bring one.”

“Shit. Okay. I’m clean and I just started the pill, but it won’t be effective until next week.” She looked at me squarely, eyes dilated with desire. “Are you safe?”

I was. The last time I didn’t wear protection was with Zara. After her, this was the first time I had even considered it. “I am, but maybe we should wait until tonight.” Was I mad? Maybe, but the thought of sex bareback was daunting. This thing with Stella was getting too complicated. Nothing in my book was being followed. What else was next?

Stella looked aghast at my suggestion. “Fuck,” she hissed as she directly guided my cock into her opening and slowly pressed down against it, purring. “You, Callum.” A deep grumble came from her as she slid up and down on the top of my shaft. “I love this part of you. It’s so thick. I love the feeling of being stretched and g pried open.”

Christ. The feeling of her tight pussy toying with my cock was marvelous. However the sight of her, pleasuring herself with me, was the ultimate sight to behold. It was a beauty I could watch until I died.

“Fuck me, darling.” I was holding ground until it was my turn because Stella had yet to find out how well I could stretch her.

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