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My eyes widen as my throat becomes dry.

His hand is back on me as he presses his palm to my chest, and his thumb to my nipple.

“Get up, sweetness.”

I do as he tells me and feel some of his cum slip out from me as I lift up from his length. I’m sore, but not too badly. We barely get the chance to catch our breaths since Callum’s moving again.

“You ready for round two already, Callum?”

I tease him as I sit up since he’s moving from the bed.

He turns to look over at me as he shakes his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I’m not as young as I used to be, sweetness. Come on, let’s move to the sofa.”

Nodding, I stand up, ready to move from the bed to the sofa that’s towards the front of the room. Both Callum and I begin walking, and he surprises me by taking my hand in his. It feels heavy against mine, and even though he’s had his cock in my ass–twice now–this feels much more intimate.

As we reach, Callum throws his clothes to the floor before he sits down and tugs me down to sit on his lap. I make myself comfortable on his thigh, and as he keeps one hand against my lower back, I lift mine to his face. Running my finger along the sharpness of his jaw, I drag it downwards against the side of his neck, and feel his throat bob under my touch.

“Callum?”

I breathe out as he cups the back of my head.

His attention isn’t on me, and he isn’t listening to the words that are leaving my mouth.

Holy. Fuck.

He’s going to kiss me.

Holy fucking fuck.

My heartracesin my chest as he brings his other hand to my face. He holds my face together between his fingers. His blue eyes are on my parted lips as his jaw tics. A breath escapes me as my chest shudders, and when Callum looks up at me,fuck.

He slowly leans in as I clumsily wrap my arms around the back of his neck, holding him close to me. Just as we close our eyes, and we’re about to kiss, that stupid alarm ruins our moment.

My eyes snap open as I jerk away from him, my face already beginning to feel hot.

Callum doesn’t seem to be too fazed.

Chuckling deeply, he leans over to take his wallet out from his trousers that are now on the floor. As he pulls out another thick wad of cash, he flicks through it. Turning to face me, he holds the money out for me.

“Thank you for tonight, sweetness.”

He murmurs out in a tone so husky I feel it in every inch of my body. Shaking that feeling off, I reply.

“It was my pleasure.”

And after thanking him, I take the cash from his hands as I leave the room.

With my heart pounding in my chest, I’m left with one final question.

Will he return to me tomorrow?

CHAPTER FOUR

Callum

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d wonder if you’ve been stalking me.”