Chapter 47
KYRA
Callum stalks across the floor, his eyes never leave mine.
My whole body shakes at the thought that this man owns me, mind, body, and soul.
He bought a whole fucking building so I can have my dream of owning a bookstore.
I don’t even remember telling him about this dream.
It was just one of those things that Nyx and I would talk about.
Kind of like how we want to take a road trip through Ireland or Scotland one day.
Fuck, he could probably make that happen, too.
“When did I tell you I wanted a bookstore?” I question as I look around the space.
“It’s always just a random comment here, or there you made, when we would talk about nonsense. I listen, I always listen.” He says, while I slip back into my daydream.
A hand comes around the back of my neck, and I am brought back to the current.
Callum’s lips on mine are soft and warm.
His kiss is slow and steady, completely in control.
Following his lead, I let our tongues dance together, letting the passion flow.
I don’t think there is anything I could do to express how much I love this man.
His hands slide down my body, stopping momentarily at each breast to toy with them over my sweater dress. I only have a soft bralette under the sweater because we got dressed quickly to get here. Callum can feel my peaking nipples through the material.
He breaks the kiss to trail kisses down my neck, leaving a quick love bite just below my ear, and I squeal. Cal takes a step back, and a whimper leaves my throat.
“Sunflower, I have to take your boots off so we can strip you of these leggings.” He gives me that panty-melting smirk before he starts to untie my winter boots.
The boots hit the wood floor, and then he pulls off my socks.
Lifting my red sweater dress up over my head, he kisses along my collar bones.
Goosebumps cover my skin from his touch.
Brings my lips back to his, and he devours my mouth like it is the last time he will ever kiss me.
Callum’s teeth nibble at my lip before he breaks the kiss to pull my bralette over my head.
He brings his mouth to one of my pebbled nipples and gently tugs with his teeth causing a moan to leave my mouth.
“Fuck…Callum.” He groans at my words and continues to suck and bite at my nipples before kissing a path down my stomach.
The feeling of him kissing my stomach used to cause me to be self-conscious, but he has loved me through all my stages. All I do now is squirm because I want his mouth in other places. He gently tugs my leggings down my legs with my panties before throwing them on the pile of my discarded clothes.
Once my entire body is revealed to him, Callum stands back to just appreciate me. His eyes drink in every ounce of my skin, cataloging every mole, scar, and stretch mark. Yet again, I don’t feel a single moment of self-consciousness.
“You are so absolutely beautiful, I love just looking at you. At the same time, I feel like if I don’t touch you, I will explode.” His words bring the entire zoo to life in my stomach.
“Callum, if you don’t get over here and touch me, I will explode!”
He chuckles and places himself between my knees. His hands rest gently on my thighs and spreads them apart.
“Show me how much you want me, Sunflower.” He growls. I can feel my arousal dripping out of me, onto the countertop.
Thank goodness I didn’t like this counter anyways and it will need to be replaced.
Cal reaches down and swipes his fingers through my wetness before bringing them up to his mouth. Taking a long suck, he groans, and his eyes roll back in his head. Leaning down, his tongue runs along the length of my pussy. Licking up every drop of my wetness.
“Mmm, fuck.” He growls into my pussy.
Callum slides two fingers into my entrance and massages my g spot while his tongue flicks over my clit. The attention makes my back arch off the counter, and I see stars. In just moments, I am tumbling off the cliff, and my walls clench down on his fingers.
With Cal’s mouth still giving my pussy attention, riding out the waves of my orgasms, he slides my body across the counter.
He pulls himself away from my body with a groan and rips his hoodie and then his t-shirt up over his head.
His warm skin is on show for me. Allowing myself a moment to appreciate the abs he has kept, even without being in the military.
Pulling myself out of my daydream, I watch him slowly slide his jeans down his corded thighs.
Lord knows that his body in front of me is better than any daydream.
Callum stands before me, just in black skin-tight boxer briefs.
His erection peeks out of the top of the waistband, resting right in the middle of that V I want to run my tongue along.
The last barbell right below the tip of his cock shines in the warm light.
“Sunshine, I can feel your eyes on me. Fuck, I love you.”
“Callum, saying I love you right before you slip your cock in me feels like you only love me because I fuck you.” I laugh.
He silences my laugh with a passionate kiss. The heat sparking between us could burn down a forest.
“Does this feel like I only love you because your cunt is made for me?” His normally bright blue eyes are a whole new shade of deep blue. Like the fucking ocean.
“N…no…” The lust scrambles my brain.
“Good…I never want you to feel like I only love you for what you do for me. What you do to me is because I love you.”
Lining up his length with my core, he thrusts in. I am wet enough that he is fully seated with one thrust. The stretch bites so delightfully.
Callum’s pace starts slow and steady. In…out…in…out. The entire time, he is either kissing me or peppering my neck and breasts with little nips and kisses. Pleasure builds inside of me. Climbing up the mountain takes forever, but it is the best feeling in the world.
“More, Cal…I need more.”
“What do you need, Sunflower?” His dark gaze meets mine. He is just waiting for direction. “I live to give you exactly what you need.”
Oh fuck!
“Harder…faster…”
His speed picks up, and I can hear his balls slapping against my ass.
The sound is erotic to hear. His right hand comes around my neck to gently cut off my air flow.
Not enough where I can’t breathe at all, but to show he is in control of it.
The left snakes between our bodies, circling my clit.
My body teeters there on the edge, and I know if the businesses were open next to us, they would hear my moans.
“Come for me.” With those words, he pinches my clit, and I’m done for. My screams echo around the empty space. Callum thrusts a few more times before I feel him filling me with his warmth.
“Merry Fucking Christmas.” I laugh out.
“Merry Fucking Christmas, my love.”