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"Well then." I rise onto all fours. "Hell with taking it slow."
She bites her lip so hard it turns white. "Oh yes, please, Aidan."
"Condom?" I ask.
Jerking her head, she indicates the bedside table. "Drawer."
I rip the drawer open, snag a condom from inside, and shut it with athwack. I'm almost wheezing with the effort to catch my breath, and my cock twitches as I fumble to open the foil packet with one hand and my teeth.
Calli snatches the packet from me. With a rough ripping noise, she tears it open with her teeth and hands me the packet.
I gape at her open-mouthed. "Ahm getting the impression ye willnae be passive when I take ye."
"You wouldn't want me to be." She scrapes her nails down my chest in one long, slow sweep. "Take too long and I might fuck you instead."
Laughing, I sit back on my heels to cover myself with the condom. "Ye willnae get the chance. Not this time."
I slant over her again, dropping my head to take one nipple in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the swollen peak as I close one hand around her other breast, pinching the tip with my thumb and forefinger. I feast on the other breast, consuming the whole areola along with the nipple, and suckle hard enough to squeeze a gasp from her while I knead her other tit. She lodges her heels on the mattress and hoists her hips, struggling to catch my cock but missing.
As her erse drops back onto the bed, I withdraw my mouth from her nipple. "Not one for foreplay, are ye?"
"Maybe next time."
"All right. Have it your way."
I grasp her knees and push them toward her chest, forcing her legs to bend. With her knees drawn up and my weight pinning her, she gazes at me with glossy eyes, already struggling to catch her breath.
"Please," she moans. "Please, now."
"Cannae let my woman suffer." I grip her ankles and lift them, settling her knees on my shoulders. "Donnae want to hurt ye, so tell me if—"
"Now, Aidan. Take me now."
I drive into her with one long, smooth stroke, my cock penetrating deep. Her hot, slick body molds to me like a glove, the silky smoothness of her channel so bloody wonderful that I can't think about anything else, only how badly I need to fuck her.
She lets out a sharp cry, part gasp, part yelp.
I freeze, buried within her body. "Did I hurt you?"
"No," she says, breathless. "Don't stop."
Motionless, unblinking, I stare at her as if I'm seeing her for the first time. Never in my life have I paused in the middle of sex to pore my gaze over a woman and admire every inch of her skin, but I do that now. Calli is an angel, the naughty sort, and I've never wanted anyone more.
"Please," she whispers, clasping my wrists. "Please don't stop."
"Won't." I slip free of her hands and shift her legs off my shoulders. Her soles drop to the mattress, though her knees stay bent on either side of me. Still buried inside her to the hilt, I settle my body on top of hers, braced on my elbows with my hands bracketing her head so I can stroke her face with my fingers. "I would never leave you wanting."
I kiss her sweetly, loving the sensation of her lips on mine, unable to stop myself from gazing at her like she's the sun and I haven't felt her warmth in ages. The brush of my lips on hers transforms into an exquisitely tender kiss, with our lips caressing each other in a questing exploration. Then I start to move inside her, easing out until only the tip of my cock touches her opening, then plunging back in with a long, lazy glide. She arches her hips to meet my thrusts, her hands gripping my biceps. With my full weight on her, I feel connected to Calli in a way I can't explain or describe, and I donnae care that I have no words for how good this feels. The whole time—while I glide my cock in and out, consuming her with deep strokes only to abandon her body again—I keep kissing her, savoring her lips with tiny licks but never plunging inside. Her body grows wetter and hotter while I gradually increase the pace.
"Oh God, Aidan," she moans against my lips. "Please."
"Tell me what you want." The words groan out of me as I push inside her with another measured thrust, marshaling all my willpower not to come before she does. "Tell me."
"More. I want more."
Somehow, I know what she means, what she needs. Plastering my mouth to hers, I pull my length out and plunge my tongue deep at the same instant that I plow into her body with one swift, powerful thrust.
Calli cries out.
