“You got it,” he said. “Fuck tomorrow. I want you too.”
She’d said the words out loud and didn’t feel even a little bad over them. For too long she’d lived following the rules to her species. But there was no denying it this time. Callum was too much temptation wrapped in hot and sexy to ignore.
She took a long sweep down his body and fell in lust all over again. From his powerful arms down to his rock hard cock, she was more than a little impressed. She was ready for a taste.
Leaning down, she sniffed his neck and moaned. Fucking hell. Even his scent was divine. Like something out of her wet dreams. He smelled of wild animal and hot sex waiting to happen.
“God, Callum. You make me so wet,” she moaned, rubbing her nose on the curve of his neck. He caressed his hands up to her chest, taking her large breasts into his hands and fondling her nipples.
“Ah, * cat. You’re the one built to bring a man to his knees,” he said softly. “Or to his back.”
A small grin split her lips. She’d always seen the serious side of him. Never this playful and sexy man. Fucking hell she liked it. Oh, she liked it a lot more than she should but she didn’t give a damn about that right now.
She took a small lick of his skin and felt her * squeeze. Jesus, she was in trouble now. In fact, she couldn’t stop herself from licking her way down to his cock. His abs contracted as she slid past them. When she got to his belly button, she took a little nibble hard enough to burn but not leave a mark. She had to try to control that side of her.
He was so hard and hot. She loved the length and girth of his cock. Normally, she’d pay little attention to that. After all, it was how a man used it that counted, but when she’d been with a few who had smaller sizes, she’d learned size mattered. No matter how good a man was with his equipment, there was nothing she could do but fake it if she couldn’t even tell the equipment was being used or not.
She licked from root to tip and sighed. “Now this,” she said and met his gaze with a smile, “is the kind of sucky day I like.”
He barked a laugh and slid his fingers into her hair, roping it around his hand to allow him a clear view. “Suck my dick, kitten. I want to watch you slide it down your throat and let it out covered in your spit.”
She did just that. She twirled her tongue around his cock in circles, using her saliva and his pre-cum to lubricate his length before opening wide and sucking him into her mouth.
“Ah, baby!” He groaned, pulling her head to his cock. “Your mouth is heaven.”
She bobbed her head up and down, allowing her saliva to slide down his length as she sucked. With one hand, she jerked him at the base and she ran her other hand over his abs. She had little control over her actions with the grunts of pleasure he kept giving. Her gaze strayed up to his abs as she sucked. Every time she sucked harder, he’d groan and the grip on her hair would tighten. She wanted to scratch him. The cat inside ordered her to do it. But she knew she shouldn’t. He wasn’t hers. They weren’t a couple. Hell, they barely knew each other. Instinct didn’t lie, though. He was the one she wanted. Her animal wanted him and the woman did too.
She got lost in her thoughts. There was no turning back now. She sucked him to the back of her throat and used her tongue to flick over his balls. At the same time, she felt her claws extend. She started to lightly scratch at his chest while still jerking him off and bobbing her head over his dick.
“That’s it, kitten. Fuck! You are so good with that mouth. Make me come, * cat.”
She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard, digging her claws into his chest and pulling until long thin scratches formed on his pecs. He growled loud and a hot rush of his seed filled her throat. She swallowed and jerked harder. His hips thrust to her mouth, pushing his cock deep in her throat until she made gagging noises.
Another growl and this time he pulled her off him. She now faced the other sofa in his office. One that sat by a large glass window to the forest. A big, full moon shone through the window. She kneeled on the seat of the sofa while he stood at her back.
She glanced over her shoulder to take a quick peek and caught him staring at her ass, licking his lips.
“You have such a beautiful body. The tattoos. The curves. Your ass is gorgeous,” he groaned the words as he squeezed her ass cheeks. The head of his cock pressed up against her wet sheath. “I can’t wait to be inside you. Balls deep. Feeling your * grip me.”
She gasped at the first intimate touch of his cock pushing into her. She wasn’t inexperienced, but being in heat tended to make her tighter than usual. His invasion of her body burned and felt so fucking amazing she could do nothing but grip the sofa and feel. Christ! It was better than any prior experience and he wasn’t even all the way in.
Chapter Five