They might already have.
To her mortification, he went on as if he was musing, “The first time you came on strong.” His face came close but veered to her side. He didn’t rub his temple along hers. Instead, he brushed her earlobe with his nose. “And I liked it a lot,” he murmured in her ear.
“Callum –” she began.
He interrupted her again, his head lifting, the tawny spikes slowly invading the blue of his eyes. “The second time, you were sleepy and sweet.” His mouth descended and, against her lips, he declared, “I liked that too.” Sonia watched close up as his eyes turned fully golden. “A lot,” he finished.
“Callum –”
“So, tell me, baby doll, what do we do in your dreams?”
It was then she realized that, yes, she was seriously, deeply, in trouble.
“Callum –”
“Do we do this?” he asked, his lips leaving hers to slide across her cheek to her ear, down her jaw. She felt the shiver slither lazily along her skin as his lips came back to hers and brushed them softly.
“I think –” she started, her lips moving under his.
He cut her off again. “And do we do this?”
He came off his forearms and his big, warm hands glided down her sides and in, over the small of her back and then down over her bottom as he gave her more of his weight, something which her body adored and therefore it automatically melted under his.
Oh my lord, she thought and bit her lip
Then she tried again. “Callum, can I –?”
“And do we do this?” he repeated before his head slanted and his lips took hers in a sweet, light kiss.
She tried to move her head away but since it was resting on a pillow she had no room to move.
His mouth broke from hers briefly to mutter, “And this.”
“Cal –”
Tactical error. Opening her mouth was a very bad idea. For this time he didn’t give her a sweet, light kiss.
This time, his tongue invaded her mouth and he gave her a deep, searing kiss.
Regardless of what her body was coaxing her to do, Sonia managed to resist but without room for her head to move, her hands went to his shoulders and pushed.
Callum, on the other hand, managed to insist. He ignored her hands and gave her more of his weight, cupping her bottom and pulling her h*ps deeper to his.
She felt his hardness against her and the urge instantly came over her.
Primal, animal, an urge she felt sometimes in her dreams. An urge that she had often felt budding with other lovers and they liked it which meant they were always difficult to get rid of.
This one, though, didn’t bud, causing her to behave slightly shameless.
It bloomed, causing her to behave highly wanton.
It was so strong, even though she tried to fight it, even though she vaguely feared it, with Callum covering her, his hardness pressed against her, his talented tongue invading her mouth, she was no match.
With a whimper, she capitulated. Her hands stopped pushing at his shoulders and her arms curled around his neck, pulling him even closer.
Then her tongue tangled with his.
His head slanted further, he growled into her mouth and she felt it blister a path straight between her legs.