Page 84 of Sunkissed Colorado

I nodded, my body vibrating with nerves and from how much I wanted this.

He scooted down until his jaw was level with my belly button. My borrowed shirt had already ridden up, exposing my stomach, and I gasped as his lips made contact with my skin. His fingers rucked the shirt up higher.Hisshirt.

“So pretty, baby.” His breaths were hot. “So sexy.”

As he kissed a line up my torso, he kept moving the shirt too. Until the cotton tugged over my breasts, creating friction against my nipples just as they met the open air.

“Fuck, Zandra.” His gaze hungrily traced my curves. “You’re?—”

The rest of his sentence was lost when he twirled his tongue around my nipple. I moaned, clapping a hand over my mouth when I realized how loud I’d been. His roommates were out in the kitchen and living room, having breakfast.

But Callum didn’t seem to have the slightest concern about that. He moved to the other nipple and sucked until I was biting my lip to stay quiet. While he lavished attention on my breasts, his thumbs hooked the waistband of my borrowed sweats and worked them down past my hips.

Then his mouth kissed downward again. He nosed at the skin just above my panties, which had tugged down slightly. Someone laughed in the living room.

“Lift your hips,” he urged, lowering my panties when I did. He quickly tossed the clothing somewhere on the floor, kneeling over me and eating me alive with his fierce gaze. His erection tented the flannel of his pants.

I’d never felt so exposed. Shirt up over my breasts, naked everywhere else. And this wasCallum O’Neal. The boy I’d despised in high school. Who I maybe, secretly, had wanted.

He stroked the length of his shaft through the fabric. “Z. You don’t disappoint. I could almost come just from looking at you.”

“Hope you’ll do more than that.”

“Oh believe me, I plan to.” Scooting down further, he suddenly grasped my thighs and pushed them apart. “I’m gonna kiss your pussy now,” he growled.

“Yes. Yes, yes,” I rambled.

“Good girl.”

When he pressed his face between my legs, I almost levitated off the mattress. This was an out of body experience. Yet I’d never felt more physical either. Never felt moredesired.

His tongue delved inside me. Licked and flicked my clit. Callum’s eyes closed and he moaned, and I saw his hand reach inside his pajama pants to grip his cock. Everything about Callum was so overtly sexual, unapologetic, and I was wild for it.

Suddenly he sat up, shoving his pants down to free his erection. He roughly groped for his nightstand, drawer flying open as he rummaged around. He came back with a condom. The gold foil caught the light as he lifted it up.

I nodded vigorously. “Please.” I needed this. Couldn’t wait another second to feel him.

With a few practiced movements, Callum got himself ready. I felt his tip press to my opening. His eyes were fixed on mine, but I was glad that he didn’t ask for permission now.

Instead he held my hips and slid every inch of his cock inside me, his chest rumbling with a groan. No hesitation.

It was like he justknew. Right now, I needed to be taken.

He rested more of his weight against me as he started to move. One hand braced on the mattress by my head, the other hooking below my knee to bend it wider for him.

I reached for him and dug my fingers into his messy hair. My hips lifted with every thrust, meeting his. The headboard banged against the wall, and I flinched. But he just bent down to kiss me.

“Focus on me,” he murmured. “Nothing matters but us. Forget everything else.”

Slowly, I relaxed. Let Callum hypnotize me with his sexy expressions and the sweet, dirty praise he whispered in my ear.You’re doing so well for me.Love how wet you are.

When he pulled out of me and rolled me onto my side, arranging me so he was spooned behind me, I just let him position me. His cock slid easily between my legs, entering me again, and I whimpered at how his shaft felt inside me, stretching me.

“Here, let me fix this,” he said, gathering up my hair, which had come out of the braid and was all over the place. He carefully laid my locks over the pillow, then nuzzled his nose against my temple. “Better?”

“Mmhmm.”

Callum pulled me tight against his big body. Like he was cherishing me and filling me up at the same time. Like he could surround me and swallow me up if he wanted to. I was half drunk on this man. He did things to my brain that were inexplicable.