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His hand rests between my legs, and he holds on, as if he owns my pussy. He’ll have to do better if he wants to make this bird fly.

“Go get us a room. I’ll meet you in the back.”

Callen’s lips seal against mine, and my world tilts. It’s amazing how much power he exudes in a simple kiss. He alternates between nipping and sucking on my bottom lip while his thumb continues to stroke my neck with slight pressure. He rubs circles between my legs over my jeans, and my mind reaches that place I couldn’t achieve with meditation. I am completely subdued by his touch. He pulls back, leaving my lips swollen and wanting more, and stands to get us a room.

Not wanting to sit and wait, I grab my bag and walk through the back. When I come across the first viewing room, I take a seat on the couch. A man and woman engage with one another on the other side of the wall—one in diapers and playing with toys while the other hovers paternally. Age play is one of my hard limits. Nothing about diapers or me or my partner behaving like a child turns me on, but I still watch the scene playing out. Curiosity gets the better of me even if I won’t ever want to try this particular fetish.

I’m pulled from the couch right when things start to get…interesting. It seems Callen is very eager to get me into a room. I bask in the knowledge of how much he craves me while he drags me to whatever room he’s gotten for us. He unlocks door number two, and a little bit of my excitement leaves. This room is very similar to the one I shared with Tatum but without any added flair. It would almost be the same as fucking in the seclusion of my own home.

“You picked a private room. That’s boring.” I pout while dropping my bag to the floor.

“I want you all to myself.”

“Not so fast, hotshot. You have to work for it. Just because I like sex, it doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy for you. Prove to me how bad you want me.”

He advances toward me with confidence in his step. His eyes laugh at his perceived absurdity in my demands. His fingers wrap around my wrists in challenge. His lips press against the pulse of my neck, and his hips press into me. “You said you wanted a man with balls. Now, you what? Want me to beg? I’m not interested in being jerked around. I will fuck you tonight, and you’ll enjoy every second.”

“If you want me, then you’re going to have to play by my rules.”

“You’re joking.”

His thigh moves between my legs, creating the friction I’ve been desperate for, and I almost cave. Almost.

“I couldn’t be more serious.”

“Kiss me, and you’ll forget your rules. In fact, you’ll forget your own name once I’m inside you.”

Cocky motherfucker.

His mouth descends upon mine, but I quickly turn my head before he makes contact. After the kiss in the lobby, I don’t doubt this man could have me screaming if he wanted to. There will be time for that later, another day, though.

“Let go of me, or your balls will discover the true meaning of pain,” I demand with a serious tone.

He licks my cheek in an obnoxious, over-the-top way, and I free myself from his hold. He chuckles while I wipe off the moisture with the back of my hand.

How is it that he’s still hot when he’s slobbering on me like a dog?

My attention zeros in on the arsenal of goodies I brought in my bag, and I move across the room to search through the toys. I’ll need a few things for what I have planned.

He humors me or relents, one or the other. “What exactly are your rules?”

Bingo!I find the first thing I need.

“Strip and put these on.”

Callen looks at me as if I’m crazy. “Those are for me? Not for you?”

“Less talking and more removal of your clothes. I thought you had balls.”

He grumbles under his breath but follows directions.

Good boy.

He toes off his boots first and then removes his shirt. I’m rewarded with the sight of broad shoulders and sturdy arms. His dark jeans follow, and he looks at me expectantly. It’s cute that he thinks he’s anywhere near the finish line.

“You’ve still got clothes on. I said, strip.”

“We’ll see if your sass holds up once I get my hands on you.” Callen smirks at me with fearlessness tipping up the corner of his mouth. His muscles flex as he removes his boxer briefs and throws them in my direction. He stands tall with his dick hard as a rock because of his desire for me.

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