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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 sexbarebackwas 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.

CHAPTER49

Callum

It didn’t take that longfor her to have her first come on my shaft. It was my queue to take charge and claim her as mine.

My plan was to take it slow, go down on her and gradually make my way from there, but her tiny humping stint made me throw all of that away.

Hurriedly, I rolled her skirt up and ripped the scrap of hindrance that was blocking my way into her channel. “Turn around, hands on the glass, legs apart as far as you can stretch them.”

Stella obeyed as I hastily dropped my pants and boxers to the floor. She barely parted her legs wide when I rammed my length inside, making her scream against the glass.

The first thing I thought when I entered her was,this is Heaven. The second,her tight pussy is mine and I’m going to fuck it until I feel like I am blasting through space, blazing hot and ready to come to earth, but until then, I am going to own it.

“Am I hurting you?” I murmured against her ear as my fingers bit into her ass and reared into her harder.

She panted on the glass. “A little.”

“I want to go all the way in, Stella, but your little pussy won’t let me,” I complained, yet I was already a few strokes from finishing. The more I pushed against her walls, the tighter she got. “I think it needs more cock.” My palm connected to her left butt cheek, making her yelp.

“Yes,” she groaned. “I want more.”

She was so sexy. I loved watching her calm façade melt away and this wanton woman emerge. “Who’s cock are you salivating for, Stella?”

“Yours, Callum. The only one I know.” Her hands moved a little higher, putting more pressure down to hold her up. “It’s the only one I want.”

It’s the only one I want. Those words took me deeper into the beautiful abyss as my orgasm peaked, about to spurt out of my dick.

“Cal—don’t come inside me!” Stella screeched, halting me.

“On your knees. NOW!” I watched as she knelt before me. Grey eyes dilated as she looked up, waiting for me to bless her with my seed.

Stella had her mouth open, but the ropes of my essence landed on her cheek, the top of her lips, some on her tongue and some dripped on her neck. “Damn. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything sexier than you covered with my cream.” A pleased grumble surfaced when Stella licked the remaining drop that sat atop my opening.

“Then let me make it more memorable for you.” She grinned as she licked her lips, savoring my essence, before she let her finger scoop the remaining spots and sucked it clean. She then made a satisfied moan. “Your taste is sweet and unique. Just like the man himself, unforgettable.”

I grinned, pulling her to her feet. “How in the world did I ever categorize you in the angelic department?”

“I only get wicked with you, Callum.” She blushed, matching her rose pink lips.

My nose touched her forehead and then I gave her lips a few chaste kisses. I wasn’t one to linger on this particular area. Quick kisses I could do; French kissing, not so much. “It’s a given that you’d only get wicked with me. Your full loyalty is expected; in and out of the bedroom.” My hands gently fixed her underwear before I lowered her skirt down. Our eyed didn’t meet until I somehow managed to pull her shirt together, which was unsalvageable. “Do you have an extra shirt?” I frowned. “I don’t want any men coming in here when you’re all exposed.”

She rolled her eyes and ‘pft’ me. Cupping her breasts together, she shrugged, nonchalant. “It’s fine, nothing they haven’t seen before.”

I burned, about to hit my limit. “What the bloody fuck!” I groaned as I tugged on my hair.

When she started giggling, I gave her a death stare. It was a joke, surely? “Stella.”

“Goodness, you’re extremely jealous, aren’t you?” She grinned, pretending to fix my tie and collar. “I’m going to have a ball with that temper of yours, Cal.” Gray eyes looked at me before going all serious and quiet. “So we’re really going to do this?” She swallowed and then licked her lips. “You and me?”

She sounded vulnerable just then. Something tugged at me, urging me to hold her closer, to feel her warmth and her soft body against mine. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, I won’t hurt you. I didn’t want to do this, force myself upon you, but you must know… I want you and this need can’t be tampered down after a quick shag. I need more.” I paused, suddenly unsure where I was heading with this.With her. It was all too fast, but I knew I had to have her or I’d go mental. “I need you.”

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