Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Callum erasing all the dirty, wrong parts of what Levi did to me? Yes, please.
“I want that,” I whisper. “Please. I need you and only you.”
He crashes his lips to mine again, intensifying his efforts to make me come. When it finally happens, stars glitter across my eyes, disorienting me. I can feel Callum moving my body and bending me over the desk, and I willingly allow him to mold me to his liking. Cool air kisses my ass as he pushes my panties and jeans down to my knees.
Someone could walk in.
They could see us—him fucking me—and we’d both be ruined. Especially him. This is reckless, yet here we are.
“Get my hand nice and wet,” Callum orders, pressing his palm to my mouth. “I don’t have lube and I need to take you fast.”
I grip his wrist and start licking every inch of his palm. His belt jangles from behind and he shuffles to get his dick out with his other hand. A moan echoes from me when his long, thick erection slides along my ass crack.
I need him inside me.
Badly.
“Callum,” I beg. “Please. Hurry.”
He pulls his hand from my face and I’m assuming strokes the wetness onto his cock because seconds later, he’s pressing the crown of his dick against my opening. It’s not as good as lube, but it’s wet enough to get the job done. I reach forward to grab hold of the edge of his desk nearest his chair and cling on to keep from getting fucked right off it. He’s slow and gentle as he pushes every ridiculously long inch of his erection into me. Then, he eases out before pressing harder into me with a quick thrust.
“Ah!” I cry out.
“Too much?”
“No,” I say with a gasp. “More. Faster. Harder.”
It still hurts being stretched by his thickness, but it’s a good kind of burn. His size is so big that he fills me and stretches me to my limits. It makes me feel like we’re a perfect fit—destined to slot together like this.
He caresses both my ass cheeks with his hands, spreading them apart as he quickens his pace. The slapping of flesh and scraping of the desk nudging along the linoleum floor is the background music to my soft moans and his hungry grunts.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he growls, “and mine.” He punctuates the word “mine” with an almost painful squeeze of my ass cheeks. “Mine, sweetheart. All mine.”
I want his fingers to bruise my flesh, marking me as his.
“Yes,” I hoarsely agree. “Yes.”
He grips onto my hips, lifting my body slightly off the desk, and continues pumping into me. From this new angle, he glides across my G-spot over and over. I almost black out from sheer pleasure. All I want to do is live in this moment forever. He makes a feral sound that warns me he’s close to coming. It unlocks something inside me—something primal—and I give in to the pleasure he’s offering me. The orgasm hits me like a storm, decimating me from start to finish. My body shudders wildly as it quakes through me. This must set him off too because he makes a delicious groan of pure bliss before his cock thickens as cum gushes into me. As promised, his cock throbs shot after shot of claiming semen into my body.
“Goddamn, you’re so fucking perfect, baby.”
His praise washes over me, rinsing away any last dirtiness. I want to stay with him in this protective cocoon of happiness, but his planning period won’t last forever. Someone is bound to burst into the classroom and I refuse to lose him over something so stupid.
“I have to go,” I say with a pout in my voice. “I don’t want to.”
“You need to. Your grades have slipped the past two weeks.” He slides out of me and cum runs out along with it. “Stay put while I clean you up.”
I wait patiently as he grabs tissues from the box on his desk. He cleans away what’s already come out of me and then gently pushes the tissue into me.
“This will keep it from soaking into your panties and jeans.” He pulls my clothes up and then helps me to my feet. “Keep it there until you can properly clean up.”
Once he has me sorted, he pulls me to him for a long kiss. I melt in his arms, no longer worrying about anyone or anything. I’m completely distracted by Callum Park.
I have no idea what’s happening with my life right now, but as long as he’s a part of it, I’m happy.
“This thing between us,” he murmurs, lips brushing over mine. “It’s not going anywhere. It’s the forever kind of thing. My heart doesn’t know any other way with you.”
“Aww, Mr. Park,” I tease. “I think you just admitted you love me.”