Page 15 of Lucky Break
“Impossible.”
His next thrust moves my body forward and I fall down to my elbows. “Oh god. That feels even better.” His groan is almost painful, but he does it again, pulling almost all the way out before slamming his hips forward.
My body moves, and I swear he’s playing a new game called nail Tess to her mattress. Not gonna lie. It’s my new favorite. With each powerful thrust, my body lowers. I feel weak and utterly spent, but I’m not tapping out. Not until he does.
Stretching forward, I reach for my headboard and brace myself for his next movement. My body is pressed flat on the mattress by him. At this angle he feels even bigger. He begins moving in an unhurried rhythm, each pump of his cock hitting deeper than the last. I don’t know if I can take much more.
“You can. You can take all of me,” he says at my ear.
Shit.I must have said that aloud.
Callum’s hands slide between me and the mattress to wrap around my body. One hand goes to my clit to rub fast circles. The other holds me by my throat. It’s possessive. Dominant. Controlling. And from anyone else I’d feel suffocated. But with him, I’m turned the hell on.
He kisses my shoulder. “I want you to come with me this time.”
“I can’t.” I’m already satisfied.
“You can.” He continues playing with my clit. “How do you make yourself come when you’re alone in this bed?”
“I use a vibrator.”
“Where is it?”
I point to my bedside table. “In the top drawer.”
He rolls off my body and reaches for said drawer. I turn on my side and admire the view of his naked body. Who needs porn when I can watch the muscles on Callum’s back and shoulders flex?
“This one?” He holds up the thin wand.
“Yeah.”
His grin is sinful. “Lie back.”
“Already am,” I tease, as I flop back against the bedding.
“You hold this.” He hands me my vibe.
“Okay.”
He pushes onto his knees and shuffles between my legs. He grabs me by the ankles and lifts, spreading my legs wide, then lifts. My hips come off the bed and he lines himself up at my entrance, teasing with just the tip.
“Vibrator on, Tess.”
“Now who’s the bossy one?” I love that he’s taking charge and calling the shots. I swear I’d probably do anything he asked.
He grins and hugs one of my thighs to his body and thrusts his hips forward. “That’s right.” He playfully slaps the inside of my thigh.
I gasp as my muscles clench and a thrill shoots up my spine.
“Oh.” His brows rise. “You like when I do that?”
I love everything he does. But I can’t admit that aloud. Not without revealing how into him I am. Instead of answering him with words, I press the hidden button on my vibrator and bring it to life.
“Yes.” He groans and turns his face so his mouth presses against the inside of my calf. He kisses my skin, then his gaze drifts down to the space where his cock pushes inside me. “Tease your clit for me while I fuck this cunt.”
Closing my eyes, I pretend the way I have a hundred times before. I imagine my best friend pouring his heart out to me and making love in this bed. It might not be the total truth, but it’s close enough. “Callum.” His name falls from my lips as I touch the vibrator against my clit. My breath comes faster. My pulse races. The heat of his body overwhelms.
We move together. Hurried. Frenzied. A race to the finish where we both fall apart.
