Broken Bond by C.J. Primer
Chapter 16
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VANESSA
“Just like that,” Callum murmurs, running his tongue over his teeth.
“Like this?” I breathe.
“Yeah.” His gaze is so intense that it feels like it’s searing my skin.
My heart pounds.
The corner of his mouth ticks up. “Fucking gorgeous.”
My cheeks burn as Cal’s eyes drop back down to the page of his sketchbook, his pencil scratching against the page. A crease forms between his brows as he works, his gaze constantly flickering between me and the page in front of him. 1
I can’t complain about the view. He’s seated in a chair at the end of the bed, clad only in his boxers with all that mouthwatering lean muscle on display. I drink him in, mapping out the tattoos on his thighs and forearms, wondering if I’ll inspire the next work of art he inks on his skin.
“So am I your muse now?” I joke, still diligently holding my pose.
His lips draw into another smile, his eyes returning to mine. “What makes you think you haven’t been for weeks?” 2
My heart stutters in my chest, skipping a beat.
He always says the right things. I’m falling head over heels for Callum Conway, which is why after he brought me home yesterday morning, I returned here last night. He’s all
I could think about while I worked my shift at the lodge- I couldn’t wait to get back to him. I know it’s reckless to jump in with both feet like this, but something about me and Cal feels undeniably right. So I’m jumping, trusting he’ll catch me.
The scratching of his pencil resumes and I press my thighs together tightly, still feeling the ache between them from our morning romp in his sheets. I should be satiated, but kneeling here on the end of his bed while
held captive under his stare has me feeling all hot and bothered again, aching for him to put his hands on me. Or his tongue…
“Almost done,” Callum mutters, as if he can read my dirty thoughts. He hits me with a wicked grin, pulling his lower lip between his teeth and cocking his head. Then he drops his gaze to the paper again and continues sketching, that little crease reappearing between his brows and a lock of hair flopping down over his forehead.
Damn he’s sexy. My heart continues thumping against my ribcage, a steady thrum starting between my legs as my mind drifts to the way he ravaged me last night and again this morning. My lips part, my breath coming out in short pants as I squeeze my thighs together tighter.
“You’re killin’ me, babe,” Cal growls, his nostrils flaring as he pins me with a stare.
I bat my lashes. “What do you mean?” I ask, feigning innocence.
He sets his pencil down on top of his sketchbook, tucking a hand underneath it to adjust himself in his boxers. “What are you thinking about?”
darting my gaze away. “And this morning.”
shaking his head and setting his sketchbook
“Only with you.”
his chest and the appearance of silver flecks in his irises
it?” I ask.
boxers, arching a brow. “Didn’t you get a good enough
laugh, plucking a pillow off the bed and
and reaching for his sketchbook. He tosses it
my gosh,” I breathe, picking it up to get a better look. I stare at the pencil sketch, completely in awe. “This is amazing, Callum,” I say softly, running my fingers over the drawing. I look up at him, meeting his turquoise eyes.
stretches his lips. “If you tell
embarrassed blush stains
coaxes, leaning back and slowly stroking himself through his boxers.” I wanna
out a shaky
brow, a wicked glint in his
my belly, dropping it between my thighs.
his hand still stroking his thick cock through the fabric
pound out of my chest. My body’s on fire. His dirty talk is next-level, emboldening me to acquiesce to his
my fingertips along my bare slit. ” Like this,”
ministrations, his hand dipping into his
coming undone from the intensity of his
in his grasp. His gaze lingers on the apex of my thighs as he strokes his hand up and down his
dick, his fingers flexing and his hand twisting slightly each time he reaches
that’s how he likes it.
lifting his chin and
hands and crawl toward him, feeling like a damn sex kitten as he watches me with lust-filled eyes. I slide off the end
breath hitching when his fingertips graze my hips, curling around the waistband of my panties and slowly dragging them down. I step out of them
my drenched slit. I suck in a breath through my teeth when he rubs it against my clit in slow circles, teasing me, before
the look in my eyes that
broad shoulders, our gazes locked as I lower down into his lap, impaling myself on his cock. My body shudders at the intrusion and a choked sound leaves
to adjust to the stretch as I kiss him hungrily. His tongue laps against mine, his
in a slow grind, the friction of his pelvis against my clit driving me to new heights. His muscles tremble with his self-restraint, the muscle in his jaw ticking when I break the kiss to look into his
cupping his tense jaw with my palm.
pupils are blown so wide that only a sliver
against his, grinding harder against
scrabbling against his shoulders as he starts thrusting up from below, pounding into me with
up to expose my bare breasts to him. A growl rumbles in his chest as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, biting down on the hardened bud and eliciting a needy moan from my lips. I
hands, standing up from the chair and lifting me with him. I whine needily, afraid he’s going to stop, but the wicked look in his eyes tells me he’s nowhere near done with me yet. With his dick still buried inside me, he moves toward the bed, depositing me on the edge and dragging his tongue between the valley of my breasts before pulling back
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