Sunlight (4 page)

“Only fair?” He raised an eyebrow at her.

“I put my mouth on you,” she told him bluntly. “The least you could do is return the favor.” He laughed. “I’ve never met a noble woman who demanded that a guardsman place his mouth on her.”

Well, she wasn’t really noble. And he was a hell of a lot hotter than her so-called prince. He seemed amused by her teasing, so she pointed at her pussy. “Mouth. Now.”

“My lady must be pleased,” he said in a dry, amused voice, and leaned in. His breath was hot on her flesh and she quivered in anticipation. He was mere inches away from tasting her, and he was still taking entirely too long.

She opened her mouth to protest.

He parted her pussy with his thumb and stroked his tongue over her clitoris.

All the breath whooshed out of her. “Oh my God,” she said weakly.

He chuckled again, and she felt it right against her clit, which sent another shockwave through her body.

“Does that please you? Or shall I try it again?”

“Again,” she demanded, twining her fingers in his hair. It was thick and silky against her fingers.

Decadent, almost.

Callum swept his tongue over her clitoris again, swirling it against that small bud.

This time, it was no quick swipe, but a slow, teasing torment. Her legs clenched up with need and she raised her hips, moaning in response.

“Better?”

“Oh God, so much better.” She was panting. Lord above, she was panting hard, desperate with need already.

“Shall I taste and see how wet ye are?”

A small squeak of pleasure escaped her throat. “Yes…” She felt him part her pussy lips and his tongue snaked over the opening of her pussy, darting against the center of her.

“Soft, sweet and wet for me.”

That was amazing. Oh God, so amazing. She didn’t know if she wanted him there or on her clit.

Both, maybe.

“Did that please you, lass?” His amused voice was filling her with all kinds of naughty needs.

She nodded quickly.

“Shall I lick you until you scream, then?” His voice was a low, raspy murmur. “Until you dig those toes into my back and I have ye shuddering under my mouth? How does that sound?” It was making her even wetter just thinking about it. “It sounds amazing.” He chuckled again, and his tongue stroked at the well of her pussy, surging against her flesh. At the same time, his thumb went to her clit and began to rub it slowly, back and forth, with the pad of his finger.

A low moan erupted from her throat and she writhed under him, lifting her hips in response. That felt amazing, so good that she thought she was going to fly out of her own skin. His tongue stroked hard against her, in time with his thumb’s perfect little circles, rolling the bud of her clit over and over against his callused finger.

Heat began to build, along with that unbelievable tension in her body. “Oh God, I think…I think I’m not going to last long.” She’d masturbated plenty of times, but he was so much better at touching her than she was. Her entire body felt like it was lit up right now. Her fingers went to her breasts, flicking at her nipples. She whimpered as he continued to slowly roll her clit against the pad of his thumb, his tongue stroking at her velvety center. As he lapped at her, she pinched her nipples, arching against his mouth.

He began to stroke harder with his tongue, speeding up, and his thumb began to increase in speed and pressure. The strokes were driving her wild now, her whimpers turning into soft cries. Her body was straining on the bed, her hands clenched over her breasts, her entire being surging– And then she shattered with a scream and a rush of wetness, her pussy clenching hard against his tongue.

He made a low growl of pleasure, his thumb continuing to stroke her clit, drawing out her orgasm as she sobbed her pleasure. The orgasm went on forever, and when she finally recovered, she gasped, staring up at the ceiling of her small tower room.

“Holy shit.”

Callum laughed and tugged her fully back on the bed, before lying down next to her. “Yer the strangest lass I’ve ever met.”

She stared up at him, blissed out of her mind. “Thank you, I think.”

“Don’t thank me yet, lass. We’ve just gotten started.” And he leaned in and she realized, of course, that he was still hard as iron. His mouth descended on her breast, licking at one of her now-sensitive nipples.

“Oh, but…” she let the words die. Her legs felt like noodles from the force of her orgasm. She’d been all done, having enjoyed the heavy petting. But his mouth felt wonderful on her breast, and his cock was hard against her side, and he felt so good against her that she couldn’t help but run her hand along his naked side. “Are we not done?”

“Not even close,” he assured her.

That should have made her feel even more tired, but it just made her pulse begin to slowly pound once more. She leaned into his wicked kiss, enjoying the slow thrust of his tongue against hers. It was criminal for one man to be so very delicious, it really was.

“Perhaps we should take it slow.”

“Way too late for slow,” he said between kisses.

She could see his point. Already she was losing track of their conversation, lost in his kisses and the bold sweep of his tongue against her own.

His fingers moved over her nipple, brushing it and making her shiver with delight. As she watched, he leaned in and pressed another kiss to her breast. Hope arched against his mouth, whimpering in response to the languid licks that he bestowed upon her breast, carefully rubbing the other peak to stiffness. That felt wonderful. She lifted her hips in response to his touch, making small noises in her throat that conveyed just how wound up and incredibly tense she felt at his touch. It was a good sort of tense, and the kind that crawled under her skin. She didn’t want him to keep touching her and she didn’t want him to ever stop.

His hand slid from her breast even as he bit down upon her nipple. Hope cried out, her fingers digging into his back. “Go back.”

“Go back?” He chuckled softly.

She nodded. “Go back to my breast.”

“Demanding lass,” he said, bestowing a kiss on her flesh and nipping at the creamy rounded globe of her breast. “Perhaps I have other plans?”

His fingers slid between her legs, stroking her slick pussy.

Hope arched on the bed. God, that felt marvelous. “You’re right,” she said breathlessly. “Keep going in that direction. Good job.”

He laughed, pressing kisses to her skin. “Ye’re an odd one.” She didn’t care. Her attention was fixated on that finger that stroked through her slick folds, over and over again. He brushed back and forth between them with that thick finger, movements slow and measured. When his mouth descended on her breast and licked at one of the peaks again, his finger slid deep inside her.

Hope gasped at the sharp sensation, not entirely pleasant. She squirmed against him. “Slow…

slow…”

“Shhh, love,” he said softly, his accent making her insides melt. “I’ve got ye.” He stroked the finger deep inside her again, thrusting lightly. His gaze was upon her face.

She whimpered in response, especially when his thumb reached up to brush against her clitoris. It was a mixture of discomfort followed by a flash of ecstasy every time he touched her clit, her flesh sensitive with the aftermath of her orgasm. After a few strokes, she began to raise her hips in time with his hand.

“That’s it, love,” he murmured. “Open wide for me.” She did, shifting her legs until she was splayed on the bed, his heavy form leaning over her side. His gaze was on hers as he continued to stroke her with that thick finger.

After a moment, he added a second, and the discomfort increased. She bit her lip. “Yer very tight, love,” he murmured.

“That’s unimportant,” she said, smoothing her hands over his big, brawny shoulders. God, he was the most delicious shade of tan she’d ever seen. And so rippled with muscle. She could bite him all over.

“If it’s been a while, I’ll go slow,” he told her, then leaned up and kissed her again, positioning himself over her.

A quiver of unease rocked through her. Did he know she was a virgin? Probably not. Should she tell him?

Probably not–he’d insist she save it for the prince or something. At the thought, she shuddered and pulled him back down to her for another hot, wild kiss. If this all went away tomorrow, at least she’d have this to remember. If nothing else, the fairy godmother had given her a chance to have really awesome sex with an incredibly hot man, and she was not going to mess this up by a declaration of virginity.

He shifted over her, and Callum’s gaze fixed on her face again, watching her. She felt his cock nudge at the entrance of her core and braced herself. He began to push inward, and the tiny flares of pain turned into something a lot stronger. When it felt like he was splitting her in half, she pressed an open palm against his chest. “Stop, stop.”

“I’m only halfway in,” he growled, his voice tense. But he stopped. And stared down at her. “Are ye a damn virgin?”

She gave him her brightest smile. “Not any longer.” He swore and began to get off of her. Not what she wanted. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, trapping him against her. “Wait, don’t go.”

Callum glared at her fiercely, his cock throbbing deep inside her. “You came on to me. I thought…”

“The virginity is unimportant,” she told him. “I’m not saving it for anyone.”

“Ye should be saving it for yer husband.”

Yeah, but right now that looked like it was going to be the prince, and that didn’t seem appealing at all.

“Yes,” she said softly, running a hand over his stiff shoulders. “But this way I get to have some good sex before I’m trapped into marriage.”

He gritted his teeth, remaining in place, hovering over her. After a long moment, he leaned in and kissed her mouth lightly and said, “I canna go any slower than I am right now, lass.”

“Then go fast,” she told him. “Maybe that’ll help things–” His hand covered her mouth. Before she could protest that, he surged deep inside of her, pushing all the way.

Hope shrieked at the bolt of pain. She dug her nails into his skin and she yelled under his hand. She pushed at him, trying to pull away, but he only leaned in and began to kiss her, removing his hand.

“Shhh, lass. It’s over now. All over.”

Over? She was pretty sure he hadn’t come. Maybe she was too much of a newbie at this and missed that. How depressing. She’d wanted to see how he reacted when he came.

“That was it?”

To her suprise, he chuckled. “Nay, that’s the worst of the pain,” he said, and leaned in to kiss her again.

“Now comes the fun part.”

She leaned into his kiss, enjoying the taste of his mouth on hers. He stroked into her again and she gasped at the sensation. There was a sharp twinge of pain again, quickly followed by an overwhelming sense of fullness as he slid deep inside her. Hope moved a little underneath him, squirming at how too-full she felt. It was a good kind of too-full, though, and the wriggles amplified the pleasure.

“Hurting?” he asked, his voice tight.

She shook her head and bit her lip.

Callum grinned and thrust deep into her again, rocking her to her core. This time it was nothing but pleasure, and she rocked with him, enjoying the sensation. It was interesting. It felt good. Not as exciting as before, but good. Oddly enough, she liked the tight, full feeling of his body deep inside hers.

When he leaned down to kiss her, though, his tongue thrust into her mouth on the next kiss and she began to feel a slow blossom of excitement low in her belly. That was a different kind of pleasure than it was before, but still nice. Just slower and deeper inside her. His thrusts were measured and deep, and eventually his mouth moved away from hers, arms braced at her sides. Each thrust grew harder and deeper, and he moved one hand to tug at her leg. “Put this around my hips, lass. Rock with me.” Oh. Of course. How stupid of her. She’d been so busy assessing all the different sensations that she’d just been lying there like a big idiot. Immediately, she wrapped her legs around his hips and gasped in pleased surprise when it changed the angle of his next thrust. It seemed even deeper, hitting her differently. And the flashes of pleasure began to build even more strongly. She moaned, lifting her hips into the next thrust.

“Aye, that’s it, lass,” he murmured, stroking his hand along her side as he continued to thrust into her.

He braced one hand on her breast, pinching the nipple even as he continued to slowly pump into her, driving her wild. Hope whimpered when he flicked her nipple with his thumb, then continued moving downward even as she raised her hips to meet his next thrust. “Want ye to come for me.”

She was trying, of course. She wanted to come too, but this was different than masturbation, which was all she had experience with. The sensations were deep inside her, and different, and even though she rocked with his thrusts, she needed more. So she dug her fingers into his shoulders and lifted her hips more viciously, slamming into his next thrust. That increased the friction, but it still wasn’t enough.

“I need…” she began, panting. “I need…”

“I know, lass,” he said, and he shifted his weight a little, the speed of his thrusts pausing as his hand slid between them. Then his thumb brushed over her pussy and slid against her clit. He held it there…and then thrust again.

This time, when she rocked her hips in time with his, his thumb grazed against her clit. Every nerve ending flared and she gave a wild moan, her eyes going wide as her body tensed. Oh God, that was good. Her legs tightened around him and her hips raised more violently into his next thrust, and she gave a little swerve of her hips, pushing against his thumb. Pleasure rocketed through her.

“Good lass,” he murmured, his voice strained even as he continued to pump into her, and she was beyond paying attention. All she knew was that finger and his cock stroking deep inside of her. Over and over again, throwing dual sensations deep into her body.

And then she shattered again. Her body erupted in a hard, fierce orgasm and she clenched around him.

The walls of her pussy tightened and shivered and she felt her body holding him, clenching him tight even as she came. He groaned and thrust shallowly, his motions becoming jerky. She felt the surge of him deep inside her as he came as well.