Fair Trade (Bold Brew #7) - Cate Ashwood Page 0,5

but my pulse thrummed with each step toward it. Slipping the card into the reader, I heard the beep of the lock, and a moment later, I’d pulled us both into the room, shutting the door behind us.

Broad shoulders commanded most of the space in the tiny entry hallway. Callum was big. Kind of surly. There was something jagged and rough about him. His expression was of the no-bullshit variety, and the way he held himself made me think that in his everyday life, he was the man in charge.

Not tonight, he wasn’t.

Because as big as he was, as ragged around the edges, tonight we were going to play by my rules. And I had a feeling he would be very, very okay with that.

I double-bolted the door with one hand while I shoved him farther into the room with the other. Now that we were here, closed away from reality for the time being, I was eager to get started.

There was no need for conversation, no need to make useless chitchat.

There was only his need, and mine, and both were going to be met.

I stalked forward, my dick hardening with each step I took. Callum tensed, his shoulders hitching just slightly as I wiped out the last of the distance between us. There was a fire in his eyes that could have burned me alive, and if he didn’t want this just as bad as I did, I was a terrible judge of character.

I reached up, threading my fingers through his hair, tangling them at the base of his neck, and yanking him down to cover his mouth with mine. I kissed him hard, grinding my body against his as he moaned, the sound traveling straight to my cock.

Pushing him back until his ass hit the wall, I held him there, pinned in place as I swept my tongue against his. He was needy and pliant, taking as much as I could give, his hands coming to grip my hips, holding me to him.

I tugged harder, angling his head just right to deepen the kiss. We were consumed by lust, and I wondered how far I could push him. My dick throbbed with the possibilities.

Grabbing the hem of his shirt, I lifted it over his head, tossing it to the side as I spun him around. With one hard shove, I pushed him back onto the bed. He landed with a bounce, scrambling up to see me as I unsnapped my jeans.

“I want you on your back. Hands on the headboard.”

He paused a moment, then did as he was told, shifting on the mattress until he was in place, reclined against the overstuffed pillows, gripping the edge of the wood headboard as though his life depended on it.

I stalked forward until I kneeled in front of him on the mattress.

“If you move your hands, I stop.”

The command was met with a garbled grunt, Callum’s muscles freezing in place as though he didn’t want to risk a single twitch ruining this.

I grabbed his hair, forcing him to make eye contact with me. “Understand?”

“Y-yes.”

“Good.” I let the feeling of control wash over me, the rightness of it all clicking into place.

He did want this as bad as I did.

Pushing my jeans and boxer briefs down over my hips, I watched his face. His eyes were trained on me, pupils dilated, lips parted—hungry enough to devour me whole.

That was exactly what I had in mind.

Keeping one hand in his hair, I used the other to guide my cock to his mouth, holding back just short, close enough to paint his bottom lip with the bead of precome that had gathered at my slit.

His tongue darted out, greedily lapping it up, then lips parting without protest as I fed my cock into his mouth. He sucked me down as though he’d been waiting for this his whole life.

It was everything I needed. My brain shut off, my body taking over. It was just me and Callum and the wet sounds of suction filling the room. His mouth was just so perfect.

Without pulling out, I swung my leg over him, straddling his chest and tightening my grip on him. I fucked into his mouth, and goddamn, he took everything I gave him. His hands never left the headboard, letting me bury myself deep in his throat with every thrust.

It had been too goddamn long since I’d done this, and I couldn’t remember any blowjob before this one ever feeling this good.

I thrust hard and