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he’d
probably take her right on the kitchen floor. “Not scary at all.”   He pulled her against his erection and leaned
down to kiss her neck. The sweet scent of her shampoo drove him wild like an
aphrodisiac to an already aroused male. He wouldn’t be able to wait until he
got her in his bed. She was so warm, so ripe, so his .
    “That feels good,” she
said, wriggling against his cock.  
    He lifted her up
under the arms and set her on the counter. They were more equal in height now
since she was so tiny in comparison. She wrapped her legs around his hips,
spurring him to keep going. His resolve to keep professional diminished, his
libido taking control.
    Callum slid his hands
under her shirt, cupping her bare breasts. They were soft and perfect, filling
his hands nicely. “It’s been a long time for me,” he confessed. “You’re so…so
soft.”
    “Your hands are
rough.   I like it.” Her willingness to
accept him despite his distracting syndrome made him want her even more. He
felt accepted, understood.
    “I may just break a
slight thing like you.”
    She smoothed her
hands over the expanse of his shoulders. “I wonder how that would feel.”  
    He wanted to show
her. Callum stepped back a foot and tugged off his shirt. She watched him with
fascination in her eyes. He unbuckled his leather belt and brought down his
zipper, groaning once he had more space for his ever-growing cock. Still
sheathed by his boxers, he moved on to Hailey.
    “Arms up,” he said.
    She complied without
complaint, raising her arms so he could remove her shirt. Her breasts were
beautiful, youthful, sloping out into tempting peaks. Too tempting not to sample.
He wrapped his arms around her hips and buried his face in her lush tits. When
he sucked a firm nipple into his mouth, she let out a strangled moan, signaling
her readiness to be fucked.
    “Brace the counter.
These are coming off,” he said, hooking his fingers around the waistband of her
shorts. He slid off her panties at the same time, leaving her completely nude
on his kitchen counter. Callum took a cleansing breath, the red hue from the
sunset flooding the kitchen in a warm bath of light. She was the ultimate
temptation, a siren he couldn’t ignore.
    She reached for him,
a wanton glaze in her eyes. “Kiss me.”
    “If I start, I won’t
be able to stop. Do you have anything against doing this here?”
    “Do you?”
    He kissed her hard on
the lips. He’d been wanting to kiss her since that first day. The reality
wasn’t disappointing. Callum lost himself in her taste, the heat of her breasts
against his chest, and her probing hands testing his muscles. As he gave
himself over to his passion, his tics eased, leaving him in rare peace. He
pulled her tight to his body, carrying her to the kitchen table, not breaking
their kiss. Her tongue was lively, keeping him on his toes.
    The table was solid
oak, built by his daddy before he was born. If anything could support Hailey as
he rode her hard, it would be the kitchen table.
    “You look good enough
to eat,” he said, spreading her legs at the knees. Her blonde hair pooled on
the wood as she watched his every move. Her pussy was glistening from an
overflow of moisture, so pink and swollen. He’d love to feast on her, to rub
his face in her folds as he made her scream for release. But he was in no shape
to deny himself tonight.
    “Come to me,” she
said, reaching out. He didn’t deny her, dropping over her and feasting on her
tits. He fiddled with his boxers, freeing his cock.
    “Oh, baby, you drive
me crazy. I have to have you.” He ran the head of his cock along her slick
folds, preparing himself.
    “Then take me,” she
said.
    Callum positioned his
body securely between her legs, aiming his erection at his target. As he slid
into her pussy, he thought the tightness would be his end. “Fuck, you’re tight,
darlin’.”
    He was only a couple
inches in when she sprung her news on him. “I’m a