Page 18 of Claiming Lily (Claiming 2)

Chapter Ten

Lily

“That sounds… nice,” I croak, at a sudden loss for adjectives.

A laugh rumbles up from Callum’s chest. “Oh, believe me, Angel, nice doesn’t begin to describe what I’m about to do to you!”

His hands stroke along my back, and I can feel his cock, hard against my hip as I lie against him. The fact that I’m responsible for that hardness sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through my body.

“What kind of things?” I ask huskily.

“Wicked things.”

“Like what?”

“Like eating that sweet pussy until you come all over my face. Fucking you hard until you come on my cock. Spanking your ass until it’s red from my hand. Watching as you take all of my cock to the back of your throat until I come, seeing you swallow every salty drop,” he says gruffly, his eyes boring into mine with intent.

My nipples harden beneath my shirt, and my panties are growing damper by the second. No man has ever affected me this way. It’s as if he’s penetrated my very soul. I can feel the heat in his eyes all the way down to my toes, with various hotspots along the route. I should be nervous, maybe even a little afraid, but I’m not. I know this man. I trust him. He was right. We’re inevitable.

“Oh, wow. You’ve really thought about it, haven’t you?” I tease, feeling my core clench in response to the sensual images he’s just described.

“More than you’ll ever know,” he growls, surging to his feet with me in his arms.

I wrap my legs around Callum’s waist as he carries me to the king-size bed, giggling as he tosses me into the middle, and I bounce on the mattress.

He gazes down at me, and the look in his eyes freezes the breath in my lungs. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Like a curvy goddess lying there with your hair splayed out around you. Mine for the taking.”

My eyes trace over his face, seeing the almost primitive need blazing there. “You really mean that, don’t you?” I ask, my throat tight with tears because he makes me feel like the most desirable woman in the world.

“Never meant anything more in my life, Angel,” he mutters, his eyes silver pools of desire.

I scramble into a kneeling position in front of him, reaching out to cup his cheek and stroking his strong jawline. “I want you to make love to me now, Callum. And then I want you to fuck me.”

His eyes widen at my bluntness, and then a smile spreads across his face. I pull his head down to mine so I can nuzzle my face against his, shivering as his stubble abrades my cheek. “I love you, Callum, and I’m all in if you’ll have me.”

He freezes, and his eyes seek out mine, seeing the love that shines there for him. “I love you, too, Lily. And I’m going to show you how much!”

He pulls me against him with a groan, finding my mouth with his. I open up to the invasion of his tongue, meeting it fiercely with my own. Our hands fumble with buttons and zippers, and before I know it, we’re both naked. There’s no time to be embarrassed, no time for anything other than the hot lust that pools between my thighs when I see his naked chest for the first time.

“You’re—" I shake my head, trying - and failing - to find the right words.

He’s muscular but not bulky, his arms and shoulders well defined. A smattering of hair covers his wide chest and feathers down his firm abs in a delectable trail to his…

“Fuck, that is huge!” I blurt, my eyes widening on his long, thick cock. It stands proudly to attention, the end shimmering with pre-cum as it angles up towards his stomach.

Color seeps into his cheekbones, and I’m shocked to realize he’s embarrassed. The knowledge melts my heart along with the last of my nerves. I sink back on the bed, my body completely open to him, arching involuntarily under his hot scrutiny.

“Like I said, beautiful. Every inch of you,” he says, his voice rough with emotion.

“Come here,” I murmur, lifting my hand towards him.

Callum moves up the bed, caging me in with his big body. He brings my hand to his mouth, kissing my knuckles and then my palm. “I feel like I’ve been waiting for you forever, Lily.”

I reach up, placing my fingers against his lips. “Stop talking. We’ve already wasted a whole month.”

He growls, kissing me hard and deep. Feeling brave, I reach between us and wrap my hand around his cock. It feels hot and hard in my hand, pulsing and twitching as I caress it. Callum hisses through his teeth as I smooth my thumb over the bead of pre-cum at the end, gathering up his juice and bringing it to my mouth for a taste.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” he grunts.

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