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His hand slides down my stomach and cups my sex over my jeans.
He doesn’t say anything.
He doesn’t need to.
That cocky fucking smirk says it all.
Callen drags them and my panties slowly down each leg, then buries his face in my pussy and inhales.
I should probably be mortified, but one word keeps booming like a drum corps over and over in my head… And it’s notno.
Fuck.
Callen rises and steps back, inches from me, but not touching.
Leaving me absolutely aching for him.
For his body. His cock. His tongue.
For so much more than I absolutely refuse to put words to.
And the confident fucker knows it.
“Tell me you’re mine, Caitlin. Tell me who’s pussy this is. Tell me,” he demands and I want to cry because he’s not wrong, but I absolutely refuse to let him be right, either.
“Please, Callen. You owe me this. I can’t give you those words, but I’m standing in front of you naked and pregnant with a broken fucking heart. Give me this tonight.”
“You’re going to love me again, Caitlin,” he tells me as he lifts me in his arms.
There’s a fire in his green eyes, that I’ve loved seeing, but tonight, it makes me turn away.
He carries me to the dining room table and lays me out like he’s going to feast for days.
My body vibrates with anticipation and he brushes his lips over mine, bruising hard.
He knows what I need.
Callen pushes my body down until my back is against the cool table and drags his finger along my collar bone and over my breasts before his mouth makes the same trail.
He bends one of my knees and plants my foot flat on the table before swirls his tongue in my belly button. “Gonna fuck you soon, Cait. Tell me I can.”
His finger plays with the lips of my sex. Up and down but never in and I whimper.
“Tell me, Cait. Tell me I won’t hurt the baby,” he growls and my God, I want to give in to everything he wants. Why… why does he have to be so fucking perfect every time but when it mattered most?
My body hums with needy anticipation.
“You won’t hurt the baby, Callen. Now I’m begging you, please fuck me.”
In a move so fucking hot I lean on up my elbows to watch him, Callen drops to his knees and throws one of my legs over his shoulder and he presses the other one out further, opening mecompletely to him. And, my God. He looks vicious and gorgeous, and maybe as damaged and broken as I am.
My body comes to life as his firm lips press against each hip bone, then skim down my sex. Teasing me like we’ve got all day.
Like I’m not dying more with each touch.
Until finally, he buries his face against my hot sex, and I see stars.
My back arches and hips raise from the table until Callen grips my hips and holds them in place.
