Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“It’s real,” I told him, my voice scratchy and vulnerable. “There’s no one else I want but you. I won’t be with anyone else, but I have to take it slow and not be…public with it yet. I know that’s not fair, but…”
“One step at a time,” Callum said softly. He put a hand to my face then, stroked his fingers over my beard. “I love this. I love the way it feels against my skin.” He leaned in, put his cheek to mine, and rubbed them together.
Desire shot straight to my groin. “I like the way you feel against me.”
Callum nodded, making his face brush against mine again. He sat back on his heels, and I wanted to drag him closer again, pull him on top of me and learn his body, even though that scared me too.
So I waited, watched. He caressed my arms, danced his fingers from my wrist to the inside of my elbow and back again. My eyes were riveted on him, watching a man touch me this way.
Callum leaned forward, this time his mouth taking the same route, up and down my left arm, then my right. It was so simple, but the way my heart slammed against my chest and my cock throbbed was anything but easy. It was maybe one of the most erotic moments of my life.
“Can we take your shirt off?” he asked. “I love your chest. Such a sexy lumberjack.” Callum winked playfully before sobering. “I won’t go too fast. I just want to…touch you. Savor you, find all my favorite spots.”
A groan started deep in my chest. Christ, what did you even say to that?
I tugged my shirt over my head. Once it was free, Callum pushed me so I leaned back, resting against the couch. He kissed my stomach, right near the edge of my jeans, and I nearly fucking came right there.
“Someone likes that,” he said against my skin. I could hear the smile in his voice, even though he wasn’t looking at me.
He kissed me again and again, all around my lower stomach. My hand was in his hair, and my body arched toward him. “You feel so good,” I whispered. “You might kill me.”
“Don’t do that. I just got you.”
I couldn’t help watching him, studying him as he pressed his lips to my skin over and over. The first time he lashed his tongue against me, I moaned and tightened my hold. My eyes almost drifted closed, but I didn’t want to miss seeing him—Callum, this man who had come to mean so much to me, my own home felt empty when he wasn’t in it.
His eyes met mine as he licked a trail up the center of my stomach, from my belly button to my chest. “Oh fuck,” I groaned.
His body was pressed against my dick, and I couldn’t help but thrust up against him. That time, my eyes did close. It felt so good, he felt so good, but then I heard him say, “No. Don’t close them. Look at me, watch me. I want to make sure you know who you’re with.”
He wanted to make sure I acknowledged I was with him, with a man. “I know who you are, who I want.”
Callum rasped his tongue over one nipple, then the other. Rubbed his cheek against the hair between my pecs. Nuzzled my armpit, which shocked me, but damned if that didn’t feel good too.
He kissed my collarbones, my throat. My whole body felt like I’d been hooked up to jumper cables, like each time he touched me, power shot through me.
“I want your mouth,” I admitted.
“Say my name, then.”
“Callum…Cal.” I cupped his face. “I know who you are,” I said again, this time looking into his eyes.
I pressed my mouth to his, pushed my tongue inside. We were urgent then, grabbing for each other, arms wrapped around each other. I went off instinct, pushed his top shirt off his shoulders, separated enough to jerk the other over his head, then pulled Callum up to the couch. He was on his back, and when I leaned over him, I saw the puffy skin of his scar…and kissed it. “I can’t believe something is in there, working with your heart.” To make it beat correctly. Fear suddenly gripped me.
“Hey, I’m fine. Seriously. It causes me no problems. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Okay.” Why did I sound so needy?
I kissed it again, and then Callum had a hand on either side of my face and pulled my mouth to his again. I rutted against him, felt his erection through his jeans, and it didn’t freak me out. It was just…him. Just us.
We kissed and thrust our groins together. Each move of his body against mine made the best sensations rush through me. My balls were full. I was achy and knew if we kept going, I’d blow my load.