Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
The dark arousal in his eyes was what made me snap. I loved it when he possessed me like this, took complete ownership of me the second he walked in the door. He couldn’t wait a minute, not even a second, to have me. He did things with me I would never allow any other man to do—because he was special.
His cock thickened noticeably inside my ass, and I knew what was coming next. “Come. Now.”
I didn’t dare disobey him when he was like this. My body heeded his command like it had a mind of its own, and I was swept away by the ecstasy that took my body to a heavenly place. I lay my head back and stared at the ceiling, my vision becoming blurry because the explosion was so powerful.
He gripped me tighter and thrust himself harder into me, coming with a loud moan as he filled me with his hot seed. “Fuck.” His hand tightened around my neck, but he forced himself to release his hand, knowing he was taking it too far. He inserted himself to the hilt and released everything he had inside me.
I could feel the heat deep inside me, the weight of his come as it filled my passage. Now that my orgasm was over, I was aware of how much he was stretching me, the innate pain that came from his massive cock.
Calloway didn’t pull out of me until he was ready. He slowly slid his dick out then stared at my asshole. “Show me.”
I tightened my lower muscles and pushed his come to my entrance. I heard a splash when some of it hit the floor.
Calloway’s expression didn’t change, remaining as dark as it had been when he’d fucked me. He pressed his fingers to my entrance and felt his come cover his fingertips. His look intensified, like we hadn’t just had sex at all. He leaned over me and stared me down, his lips close but no kiss in sight. “You are mine. Say it.”
His arms moved against the table on either side of my head as he stared me down. My nipples hardened as I was both intimidated and aroused again. When it came to our sexual relationship, I didn’t hesitate to give him what he wanted. I simply obeyed, lost in the moment with him. “I am yours.”
The second I woke up the following morning, Calloway was on top of me. He spread my knees with his thighs and positioned himself between my legs. His warm chest was pressed to mine, and a sleepy look was in his eyes, mixed with arousal. He inserted himself inside me and slowly began to move.
My ankles automatically locked around his waist, and my arms circled his neck. I pressed my forehead to his and breathed with him, our bodies moving together like gentle waves against the shore.
Calloway was much gentler with me compared to last night. He slowly rocked into me then pressed a soft kiss against my lips, loving me just the way I liked. He cherished me with his restraint and his patience.
He made love to me.
Our alarm clock was about to go off, but he didn’t speed up his pace. It wasn’t a quickie before work. It was a long session, one where we both wanted to take our time. Every time he moved within me, he rubbed his pelvic bone against my clit and heightened my arousal. His smell enveloped me, delicious and masculine. Sex was always good, but when it was first thing in the morning, it was the best.
He made me come a moment later. Then he followed me immediately afterward, making another deposit between my legs so I would carry his seed all day long. A quiet moan escaped his lips as he finished then he kissed me on the lips.
Now I didn’t want to go to work.
He pulled out of me then immediately got into the shower. He didn’t say a single word to me, not like he usually did. He normally asked how I’d slept the night before. Or he made a comment about how I looked first thing in the morning. But words were unnecessary because he said everything he needed to say with his body.
We both got ready for work then sat in the back seat of his car. Tom drove us to the office while we remained silent in the back. Calloway stared out the window, his hand propped underneath his chin. His expression was unreadable, stoic.
He seemed different in some way, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. He seemed more intense than usual, his authority ringing in the air even during the quietest of times. It almost seemed like he was angry, but the affection he showed me disproved that theory.
We walked into the building and took the elevator to our floor.