“I can arrange a blood test for the weekend if you’re sure,” Callin said.
“Yes. Please do. I need to know one way or the other,” she said.
“Consider it done,” Callin said. “But I need you to know something, Bri. Whatever the test shows, I’m not willing to give up on you. So, if you don’t have the protein, don’t think you can be all noble and walk away from me for my own good. Because it’s not going to happen. You’re mine now and you always will be.”
He didn’t give her a chance to answer him. As he spoke, he reached out and took her wine glass away from her, standing it on the coffee table beside his, and then his mouth was on hers and she stopped thinking and just let herself feel. And it felt amazing to hear Callin say she was his.
She melted into him as he came closer to her, pressing her tightly between the arm of the couch and his body. She could feel the muscles of his chest against her and she moved her hands up and down his arms, feeling the muscles there too. Her body tingled as she turned herself so she was facing Callin. She reached down and grabbed the hem of her short black dress—a dress she had insisted on changing into before coming over here, much to Callin’s amusement—hitching it up over her hips and then getting to her knees and straddling Callin.
He ran his hands up her bare thighs, resting them on her hips as she kissed him desperately, her hands cupping his face. She moved her hands to his shirt, tugging the buttons open and running her hands over his chest. He shrugged himself out of the shirt and Brianne swept her hands over his chest, his stomach, his shoulders, and his arms, wanting to touch every part of him.
She moved her hands lower again, unfastening Callin’s jeans and slipping his cock out through the slit in his boxers. She rubbed her hand over it and moved her mouth from his. She kissed down his face and neck and then she pushed herself off him, sliding to the ground on her knees before him. She reached up and put her fingers in the waistband of his jeans. He lifted his ass from the couch, letting her pull his jeans and boxers down his legs. She tugged them to his ankles as he kicked his shoes off. She pulled them the rest of the way over his feet and fumbled his socks off, and then she sat back on her knees and ran her eyes over his body.
Her pussy was dripping wet, her clit wild and pulsing as she took in his perfect six-pack, his tight pecs, and of course, his huge, hard cock. Brianne smiled up at Callin and then she shuffled forward, getting herself between his knees. It felt good to have him totally naked and at her mercy while she was still clothed. Her smile widened as she took another second to appreciate the view, and then she lowered her head and took his cock in her mouth.
Brianne sucked on Callin’s cock, moving her head up and down, enjoying the salty taste of him. She ran her tongue around the tip of his cock, the most sensitive part, teasing him and priming him for more, and then she took him all the way into her mouth, loving the tortured gasps he was making as she worked him. She looked up as she bobbed her head up and down, and she saw Callin’s hands in fists at his sides, his eyes closed and his head back as he moaned. She kept working him, moving her head faster until she knew he was on the verge of climaxing, and then she took her mouth away and pushed herself to her feet.
Callin’s eyes flew open as she left him hanging, but his shock soon turned back to pleasure as Brianne pulled her dress over her head and threw it to the ground. Callin watched her as she unhooked her bra and dropped it down on her dress, and his eyes followed her hands as she rubbed them over her breasts and down her stomach before she finally pushed her panties down and stepped out of them.
She moved closer to Callin and she straddled his lap again, but this time, when she reached out for his cock, she lifted her hips slightly and lined his cock up with her center. She lowered herself onto his cock and put her hands on Callin’s shoulders and began to move up and down, slowly, taking him fully in on each movement. He leaned forward and kissed her again, a kiss that made her lips tingle. She moaned into his mouth as his cock ran over her g-spot. She kept moving, teasing herself every bit as much as she was teasing Callin.
He ran his hands over her body, sending goosebumps dancing over the surface of her skin. He concentrated on her breasts, teasing her nipples and sending shocks of pleasure through her body. The shocks collided with the pleasure coming up from her core, and her stomach became a roiling mess of ecstasy.
Callin took his hands from Brianne’s breasts, moving them over her back and down her body. He ran his fingertips over her ass and thighs and then his hands came to rest on her hips, using his hands there to move her faster. She let him set the pace, moving faster now, enjoying the friction the movement created.
She threw her head back as her orgasm drew closer, and when it hit her, she called out Callin’s name as her whole body came
