Page 104 of Shattered

“Don’t apologize.” His other hand reached up to pull her lip from her teeth. She had never realized she had that nervous tic until he’d pointed it out. “If you ever want me to stop, at any point whatsoever, just tell me, okay? Just say the word and we can stop. We can literally stop right now if you want to.”

“I don’t want to stop.”

Callum smiled as he pulled her toward him. His legs hit the bed and then she was straddling him.

“I like this dress,” he said, taking her in as he touched her bare back.

“You’ve said that a few times now,” she said as she smirked at him.

“I just want to make sure you know. Because it’s about to be in two pieces on the floor, so I’ll never be able to compliment you in it again.”

Sam laughed just as Callum’s lips crashed into hers.

They were a tangle of frantic movement. First their shoes, then his shirt. She stopped then to admire his muscled abdomen. He sucked in a breath as she ran her fingers across the inked swirls that curved around his ribs. His belt and pants were next and then her dress somehow made it over her head, still in one piece.

“Do me a favor?”

“Anything.”

“Don’t give that back to Kristin. I have plans for it.”

Her answer came out an octave lower than before. “Whatever you say, Mr. Barker.”

His eyes shot to hers then, and before she could take her next breath, he had her flipped onto her back and under him.

“I have dreamed up so many fantasies of you. One of them definitely involves you calling me that while I fuck you on the office desk at Topline.”

“Do you prefer Mr. Barker or sir?”

He growled in response as he freed her from the confines of her bra. He froze when her chest was finally bared to him.

“You are going to be the death of me.”

And then he attacked.

Teeth and lips and swipes of his tongue were all that she could focus on. It was painful in the most delicious way. She had never had someone touch her—taste her—the way Callum did, and she hadn’t known how sensitive she could be. She arched her back and muffled her scream in the decorative pillow when he bit down on her pebbled nipple.

“So damn responsive,” Callum murmured against her skin.

Sam wasn’t quite sure what to do other than let him take the lead. She moved when he moved and, as his hands explored a part of her, she let her hands explore that part of him.

“Fuck.” His throaty whisper tickled her ear. “I’ve never wanted someone so badly before.” He pulled back to look at her with a shy smile. “Don’t hate me if I don’t last very long the first time. I promise this will be an all night event.” He laughed at his own embarrassment.

“Stop worrying and kiss me.” She tried to pull him down to her. But he stayed rigid in his stance.

“I want this to be perfect for you. I want it to be the best sex you’ve ever had.”

That caused her to smirk. She had a feeling any sex with him would most definitely be the best sex shewouldever have.

“I promise it definitely will be.” Then her nerves settled in her stomach.

What if she didn’t make it good for him?

What if all this build up led to complete disappointment on his end?

“I might be bad at it,” Sam quickly added.

Callum looked at her incredulously. “What?”

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