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“Sam?” he questioned as she felt his fingers tease her entrance.

“Please.” She wasn’t even sure if he heard it at first. It was a barely audible plea. But then his mouth was back on her and she felt his finger slowly sliding inside.

“Fuck,” Callum breathed against her clit, causing her to buck up toward his chin. “You are so goddamn tight,” he whispered.

She was panting now as she felt him slowly fucking her with his hands and mouth. She wasn’t sure why she had waited so long to try this. It was absolutely amazing. She didn’t think anything would ever feel better than this. But then she lost all damn sense of self when he hooked his finger upward and found that sensitive spot she hadn’t even known existed. A stream of unintelligible cries rang from her lips just as her world shattered around her.

“Good. Fucking. Girl.”

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She wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but at some point she had gone from soaring through the sky to laying in Callum’s arms.

Her heart was still racing, and she still wasn’t quite sure what to do with her hands.

“Was that okay?” he whispered into her ear as he kissed her neck.

Still unable to form words, she nodded in response. It’s not like she hadn’t ever had an orgasm, she most definitely had. But that was on a completely new level.

His lips made a path across her jaw until they came up to her lips that were still parted in effort to suck in as much oxygen as she could.

She stalled when he finally kissed her.

“Is that what I taste like?” She scrunched up her nose.

Callum licked his lips. “Tastes like heaven to me.”

“We aren’t done yet, right?” She exhaled, realizing just how difficult it was to form words at that moment.

Callum laughed.

“Sam. I’ll never be done with you.” He leaned fully over her, then began to pepper her face with gentle kisses. “Do you want me to use a condom?”

She wanted to feel all of him. But getting pregnant was most definitely not in her plan. For a split second, she tried to calculate the chance of using one form or both. And then promptly shook her head, not believing she was about to try to figure out a math problem while the most gorgeous man alive was currently laying on top of her naked body.

“Sam?”

“Yes. Is that okay? I know I’m on the pill, but sometimes things don’t work, and I want to–”

“Sam, it's fine,” he said with a smile as he reached over to pull a strip out of the drawer beside them. Then he paused. “If at any time you want me to–”

“Callum,” she quickly cut him off. “If you don’t stop fucking talking and start fucking me, we are going to have a problem.”

His grin was so large it covered his entire face. “Yes, ma’am.”

He was somehow able to manage kissing her, feeling her up, and taking off his boxers all at the same time. When he finally pulled back, she knew there was nothing separating them.

Her hand snaked between them then. She wanted to feel him. She wanted to make him feel as much pleasure as he had given her. He let out a groan and her eyes shot downward when her hand wrapped around him.

There was absolutely no way this would work.

“Callum?” She wasn’t sure what there was to say. But he saw her question in her wide-eyed expression.

“Don’t worry. You expand, too.” He rubbed his nose against hers and then pulled back. “But we can stop here.”

“Absolutely not!” She leaned up, her face was less than an inch from his. “If you don’t fuck me right now I will riot.”

“Riot?” Callum laughed.

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