Page 59 of The Twisted Beats

“Good. I’ll pick you up at seven.” He stands and holds out his hand.

I slide mine into it and he pulls me up.

He takes me in his arms, runs his palms over my ass, and squeezes. “Another fine outfit.”

“I’m glad you like it.” I lead him to my platform bed that has a cream leather quilted headboard. “You’re sleeping in here tonight.”

He groans. “Fucking hell. You must love torturing me.”

“Get in.” I flip the covers back.

I climb under the dusty rose sheets as he strips down to his boxer briefs and slides in. We’re rolling around in each other’s arms a moment later. I can’t get enough of him.

His hands roam over my breasts and ass while I take his shaft in my hand. The skin is soft, but he’s as hard as a pole.

I get on top and straddle him, grinding against him. Without his jeans on, he’s a lot bigger than I initially thought.

My insides spin. “Callum, I want you…tonight.”

“Fuck, Lily.” He reaches behind my neck and pulls me to his mouth.

Our tongues twist together. My palms rest on his chest, noticing his heart thumping hard. He thrust his hips up, giving me more friction.

I pull away, take off my shirt, and toss it to the side. He stops moving and his eyes drop to my chest.

His hands are on my breast in a flash. I twist my hips over him, which has him pushing into me again. He runs his thumbs over my nipples and shock waves ricochet down between my thighs.

I roll off and onto my back. I hook my thumbs at the hem of my panties to slip them off.

“Don’t.” Callum shoots up. “Keep ’em on.”

“Why? I’m sure Bren has condoms. Just go ask him for one.”

Callum shakes his head. “I told your pops I’d take it slow with you. I won’t break my word.”

My cheeks heat as the air leaves my lungs. “Just how slow do we have to go?”

“I don’t know. Long enough that I don’t feel like I’m a liar.”

I can’t argue with that. I get ready to pout, but an idea comes to mind. “Lie back.”

His brow creases together. “Why?”

“Just do it. I promise we won’t have sex.”

He runs a suspicious eye over me but then rests back. I situate myself, kneeling over him on either side of his thighs. I take his boxer briefs and pull them off. His length springs to his stomach.

My insides clench. I’ve never given head before, so I hesitate for a brief moment.

Just be brave, Livianna. Stop being a little girl and be a woman.

I keep my heated stare on his as I lower and take him inmy mouth. Remembering what some of the women on set have told me, I wrap my lips around my teeth and slide down his length. I suck and lick him as I do.

“Fucking hell…your mouth is… Fuuuccckk!” His stomach muscles tighten and he pushes his head into the pillow. “That’s it. Just like that.”

I’d say he’s enjoying this. That only encourages me. I suck harder and go down deeper. I’m doing great until he hits the back of my throat and I heave.

Shit!