Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
I lean in closer, the words escaping me in a low, threadbare voice. "I bet you do."
She shifts, moving an inch nearer, and I instinctively reach out, my hand finding its place on her hip. Her skin is warm beneath the fabric of her shirt, and the simple touch sends a jolt of electricity through me. "Violet," I whisper, her name slipping past my lips like a secret, one I’m dying to uncover.
Her blue eyes meet mine, wide and shining in the dim light. “Yes,” she breathes, her voice barely more than a whisper. There’s something in the way she looks at me, her gaze locking onto mine, like she’s been waiting for this moment as much as I have.
And then, before I can stop myself, I tell her the truth. "I want to kiss you again."
Her eyes widen in surprise, and she licks her lips, a nervous yet deliberate gesture that only makes my pulse race faster. The air feels thick with expectation, and she leans in, her breath mingling with mine. "I want to kiss you too," she admits.
It’s all the encouragement I need.
Before another thought can form, I close the distance, capturing her lips with mine. The moment our mouths meet, the world outside the tent seems to fall away. Her lips are soft, sweet, and everything I remembered from before. But this time, it feels different. More intense. More real. I deepen the kiss, and she responds, her hands finding their way to the back of my neck, fingers threading through my hair.
The way she melts into me, the taste of her on my tongue, the feel of her breath against my skin… has my pulse spiking. It’s like everything I’ve been holding back finally spills over, and I can’t get enough of her. The kiss is slow but burning, and as I pull her closer, it feels like this moment was inevitable, like we were always meant to end up here, tangled together on an air mattress in a tent beneath the stars.
And I’m loving every second of it.
She moans as I tug her closer, my hand slipping beneath the fabric of her sweatpants. My fingers trace over the waistband of her panties. And then something inside of me unleashes, and I break the kiss.
“Pants off, now,” I demand.
Her eyes grow bigger. “Yes, sir,” she says with a salute.
I don’t laugh, even though I think she’s adorable right now. Instead, I spank her ass. “Don’t sass me, or I’ll spank you even harder.”
A slow smile spreads across her face. “Ooh, promise.”
“You like it rough, don’t you?”
“I’m a cowgirl. What do you think?”
Now it’s my turn to smile. “I think you’d like to ride this cowboy, huh?”
She raises one eyebrow. “Are you calling yourself a cowboy, Callum?”
“Tonight I fucking am. And you’re going to ride my tongue.”
She shakes her head slightly. “I haven’t done this in years. I might be a bit rusty.”
“That’s fine. We’ve got all night.”
She leans in and kisses me once more, and I bring my hand to her center, running my fingers through her wetness. She’s soaked and the feel of it causes my whole body to harden in an instant.
I remove my hand from her pants, and lean back. “Pants off, remember?”
She gets to work, and I watch as she drags the material down her long legs. She’s fucking gorgeous. “What about you?”
“What about me?”
“Aren’t you going to take your pants off so I can see you?” She smiles. “Fair’s fair.”
“I never said anything about this being fair tonight. This is all about you and letting me taste you. Because I’ve been dying to get a taste of you since we got married.”
She tilts her head to study me. “Really?”
I nod, letting her know the truth. “Yes, really.” I move in between her legs. “Now spread your legs and let your husband get his fill.”
Chapter 21
Violet
‘Let your husband get his fill.’ It’s the most erotic sentence that has ever been spoken to me. My body was already burning with need, begging for some kind of release, but after that sentence I’m on fire.
I do as he asks and spread my legs. It’s been a long time since I’ve been intimate with someone and even longer since someone has been where Callum is going. I’m excited and nervous as his large hands grab onto my thighs, pushing my legs wider.
“So wet for me.” It’s a whisper but it seems to echo loudly around these tent walls. He’s right though. I’m dripping wet and it’s all for him.
His head dips down and before I can even process what’s happening, his tongue drags from my entrance to my clit. It’s slow, and his warm breath blows against me causing a moan to slip out before I’m ready.
The moan just spurs him on. He growls against me, unleashing what I can only describe as a frantic, desperate need to push me over the edge. His fingers dig into my thighs, his tongue lashes out against my clit at a speed I didn’t even know was possible. It feels so good, so right. I’m no longer in control of my body as the most erotic moment of my life plays out.