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Callum’s grip on Amber’s hair intensified, tugging the strands taut. The sharp sting along her scalp sent a spasm through her p ussy, drenching her panties.
“That’s right. Show me what you like. Get me ready. I love the way you smell when you’re turned on. It gets me so hard 1 want to flip you over and f uck you senseless”
Amber worked his jeans open and his hard, swollen co ck sprang free. He growled when she wound her fingers around the base, squeezed, and a bead of pre-c um escaped. Leaning forward, she flicked her tongue over the tip, collecting the crystalline drop. His groan drove her onward. She rotated her tongue along the crown, lapping at the heated flesh that pulsed against her palm.
“Take it,” he snarled, thrusting his hips, trying to reach her lips. “Take it all.”
He was too thick and long to take completely, the tip lodging in the back of her throat despite the hand at the root. She relaxed the muscles in her throat, breathing through her nose. Recalling his earlier instruction, she swallowed when her gag reflex kicked in.
“Shi t,” Callum grated through clenched teeth. He brought a hand down and pulled her fingers from the base of his erection. Then he wrapped both of his hands in her hair. “Stay just like that. I want to take those pretty lips for a ride.”
Then he moved, making shallow pa**es. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked, keeping her tongue flush against the base, enhancing his pleasure. Their eyes met, gazes locking. The eroticism of the act made her tremble, the walls of her p ussy clasping with each pa**
“More” he demanded, thrusting harder. “I want you to swallow me down, baby. Then it’s your turn. I’m going to lick you up like candy, Amber.”
Talk about the ultimate incentive.
She doubled her efforts, sucking until her jaws ached. More of his sperm coated her tongue, giving her another taste of the man she couldn’t get enough of. She wanted to give him this because she wanted it too. The desire to feel him come, to watch the ecstasy on his face she was responsible for. She moaned when he shifted his legs and his thigh caressed her breast, making the nipple pucker.
Her scalp burned as his hands formed into fists in her hair. “Oh f uck,” he groaned, pistoning his hips. “That’s it, baby. Don’t stop. Urgh F uck. Please, baby, don’t you dare stop
Moaning harder, she took the hard thrusts, aware he was nearing climax. She watched as his jaw tensed and his brows came together. He looked harsh and wild, his hair loose at his shoulders, a few random pieces caught in the stubble along his chin. His irises were fully gold now, his dark, dilated pupils prominent.
Go d, he was beautiful. And more importantly, he was hers. His words returned to her as a hot flow of sperm flowed into her mouth.
I’m all yours.
He threw his head back with a muf fled “f uck” and thrust the head of his c ock into her throat. She swallowed each jet of the hot, salty fluid, drinking him down, entranced by the way his body shook and his muscles rippled.
Once the last frenzy had pa**ed, his fingers loosened in her hair and he lowered his head. “I’m the luckiest f ucking bas tard in the work, he breathed, chest heaving. “It’s my turn.”
She yelped when he yanked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. His hand drifted up her thigh, hovered between her legs for a moment and stopped on the curve of her a ss. Her hair swept over her face, making it difficult to see. She made out random patches of the floor as he carried her up the stairs to the loft.
When he tossed her on the bed, the first thing she noticed was the rays of the moon. The curtains were pulled back, allowing the beams to shine through. They seemed to warm her skin, blanketing her in a glow of radiant white. Callum started removing his clothing, studying her, his eyes luminous in the darkness of the rooms. When he finally made it to his pants
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and stripped them away, she saw his c ck was hand and stiff, reaching toward his belly button.
He followed her gaze, bringing his hand to his straining erection. He stroked from the base to the tip, stopping when hist fingers surrounded the head.
“You want this, don’t you?”
She shouldn’t have been turned on by his smug grin, but she was. “Yes”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to give it to you” He let go of his shaft, a devious gleam in his eyes. “Right now, I want you to lay back, close your eyes and spread those pretty legs for me.”
Warmth erupted in her cheeks, but she plopped back on the freshly changed linens, aware of the clothing covering her body. Her bra felt abrasive, and her panties were uncomfortable. She squirmed when he rugged off her shoes and socks, biting her lip when he finally got to work on her jeans. He yanked them down her legs, taking her panties along for the ride. Restless, she brought her hands to her sweater and heaved it and her camisole over her head.
“Impatient, are we? Callum chuckled. “Ditch the bra, baby, I want to watch you play with your nipples while I go down on you.”
Oh, G od
Her fingers trembled as she accomplished the task, pulling the garment away from her torso. Brisk winter air cascaded over her skin, cooling the flush that swept over her
Callum climbed onto the mattress, coming closer, and slid his hands under her a ss. She made room for him, parting her thighs, shaking in anticipation. He rubbed his cheek along one thigh, then the other. A tremor shot down her spine when his heated breath made contact with the wet folds of her sex. She clawed at the comforter and arched her back, bringing his mouth and her pu ssy together.
A low growl penetrated her ears, but she couldn’t focus on that. All she could think about was the delicious, wet tongue that penetrated her vaginal lips, parting her s hit in a firm, decisive lap. The wolf made her presence known then, clamouring for a place in line. Instead of denying the beast she let a portion of it slither beneath her skin. Sensations amplified, the moon becoming far more. The thing was like an entity, its call a hum that buzzed in her head.
Touch yourself, sweet Amber.”
Bringing her hands up, she flicked her nipples with her fingers, mewling at how good it felt. The pleasure intensified when. he slid two fingers inside her, moving them in and out, finding the sweet spot within her. She jerked when he stroked the sensitive inner tissue, waiting for him to do it again.
“That’s right, Callum whispered. “Accept who you are. Embrace it. The two of us were made for each other. See how good it can be?”
Before she could respond, his lips surrounded her cl it. One well-placed flick of his tongue combined with the hard press of his fingers, and she shattered.
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Callum’s grip on Amber’s hair intensified, tugging the strands taut. The sharp sting along her scalp sent a spasm through her pu ssy, drenching her panties.
“That’s right. Show me what you like. Get me ready. I love the way you smell when you’re turned on. It gets me so hard 1 want to flip you over and f uck you senseless”
Amber worked his jeans open and his hard, swollen c ock sprang free. He growled when she wound her fingers around the base, squeezed, and a bead of pre -cu m escaped. Leaning forward, she flicked her tongue over the tip, collecting the crystalline drop. His groan drove her onward. She rotated her tongue along the crown, lapping at the heated flesh that pulsed against her palm.
“Take it,” he snarled, thrusting his hips, trying to reach her lips. “Take it all.”
He was too thick and long to take completely, the tip lodging in the back of her throat despite the hand at the root. She relaxed the muscles in her throat, breathing through her nose. Recalling his earlier instruction, she swallowed when her gag reflex kicked in.
“S hit,” Callum grated through clenched teeth. He brought a hand down and pulled her fingers from the base of his erection. Then he wrapped both of his hands in her hair. “Stay just like that. I want to take those pretty lips for a ride.”
Then he moved, making shallow pa**es. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked, keeping her tongue flush against the base, enhancing his pleasure. Their eyes met, gazes locking. The eroticism of the act made her tremble, the walls of her p ussy clasping with each pa**
“More” he demanded, thrusting harder. “I want you to swallow me down, baby. Then it’s your turn. I’m going to lick you up like candy, Amber.”
Talk about the ultimate incentive.
She doubled her efforts, sucking until her jaws ached. More of his sperm coated her tongue, giving her another taste of the man she couldn’t get enough of. She wanted to give him this because she wanted it too. The desire to feel him come, to watch the ecstasy on his face she was responsible for. She moaned when he shifted his legs and his thigh caressed her breast, making the nipple pucker.
Her scalp burned as his hands formed into fists in her hair. “Oh f u ck,” he groaned, pistoning his hips. “That’s it, baby. Don’t stop. Urgh F uck. Please, baby, don’t you dare stop
Moaning harder, she took the hard thrusts, aware he was nearing climax. She watched as his jaw tensed and his brows came together. He looked harsh and wild, his hair loose at his shoulders, a few random pieces caught in the stubble along his chin. His irises were fully gold now, his dark, dilated pupils prominent.
G od, he was beautiful. And more importantly, he was hers. His words returned to her as a hot flow of sperm flowed into her mouth.
I’m all yours.
He threw his head back with a mu ffled “f uck” and thrust the head of his c ock into her throat. She swallowed each jet of the hot, salty fluid, drinking him down, entranced by the way his body shook and his muscles rippled.
Once the last frenzy had pa**ed, his fingers loosened in her hair and he lowered his head. “I’m the luckiest f ucking b astard in the work, he breathed, chest heaving. “It’s my turn.”
She yelped when he yanked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. His hand drifted up her thigh, hovered between her legs for a moment and stopped on the curve of her a ss. Her hair swept over her face, making it difficult to see. She made out random patches of the floor as he carried her up the stairs to the loft.
When he tossed her on the bed, the first thing she noticed was the rays of the moon. The curtains were pulled back, allowing the beams to shine through. They seemed to warm her skin, blanketing her in a glow of radiant white. Callum started removing his clothing, studying her, his eyes luminous in the darkness of the rooms. When he finally made it to his pants
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and stripped them away, she saw his c ock was hand and stiff, reaching toward his belly button.
He followed her gaze, bringing his hand to his straining erection. He stroked from the base to the tip, stopping when hist fingers surrounded the head.
“You want this, don’t you?”
She shouldn’t have been turned on by his smug grin, but she was. “Yes”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to give it to you” He let go of his shaft, a devious gleam in his eyes. “Right now, I want you to lay back, close your eyes and spread those pretty legs for me.”
Warmth erupted in her cheeks, but she plopped back on the freshly changed linens, aware of the clothing covering her body. Her bra felt abrasive, and her panties were uncomfortable. She squirmed when he rugged off her shoes and socks, biting her lip when he finally got to work on her jeans. He yanked them down her legs, taking her panties along for the ride. Restless, she brought her hands to her sweater and heaved it and her camisole over her head.
“Impatient, are we? Callum chuckled. “Ditch the bra, baby, I want to watch you play with your nipples while I go down on you.”
Oh, G od
Her fingers trembled as she accomplished the task, pulling the garment away from her torso. Brisk winter air cascaded over her skin, cooling the flush that swept over her
Callum climbed onto the mattress, coming closer, and slid his hands under her as s. She made room for him, parting her thighs, shaking in anticipation. He rubbed his cheek along one thigh, then the other. A tremor shot down her spine when his heated breath made contact with the wet folds of her sex. She clawed at the comforter and arched her back, bringing his mouth and her pus sy together.
A low growl penetrated her ears, but she couldn’t focus on that. All she could think about was the delicious, wet tongue that penetrated her vaginal lips, parting her s hit in a firm, decisive lap. The wolf made her presence known then, clamouring for a place in line. Instead of denying the beast she let a portion of it slither beneath her skin. Sensations amplified, the moon becoming far more. The thing was like an entity, its call a hum that buzzed in her head.
Touch yourself, sweet Amber.”
Bringing her hands up, she flicked her nipples with her fingers, mewling at how good it felt. The pleasure intensified when. he slid two fingers inside her, moving them in and out, finding the sweet spot within her. She jerked when he stroked the sensitive inner tissue, waiting for him to do it again.
“That’s right, Callum whispered. “Accept who you are. Embrace it. The two of us were made for each other. See how good it can be?”
Before she could respond, his lips surrounded her cl it. One well-placed flick of his tongue combined with the hard press of his fingers, and she shattered.