Novel Titanic
Chapter 15
A smirk crawled against her lips when she realized that she was that templation that no one could ever resist.
“Coming from a man who’s already married or.. in a relationship? And yet you are here, getting nosy about a woman’s life,” Ciara replied back.
“If someone is married and, in a relationship, right now, it’s you, right?” he answered in a slurry voice as Clara could feel the intensity of his body against
her back.
Ciara chuckled. “Oh, please. Stop flipping the table”
“Why? You aren’t, hmm? After filing a divorce with me? Oh, why… was he unable to f**k you the way I did to you?”
Clara’s brow arched. “You think that’s memorable? When you only…f**d me once?”
“Once you say? We did it multiple times because you were screaming for more, Clara.”
Her eyes drifted on the way Callum grabbed her waist until she leaned against him, and she could literally feel his heat, probably mixed with anger, but she could feel how hard his body was compared to her soft skin.
Ciara scoffed. “Don’t be so full of yourself, Callum. If I was too invested in the sex, why would Leven file for divorce? I’d be desperate to stay at least just for the sex, but even on that part, you’ve failed.”
“Because you found another one, huh?” His hand was already resting on her stomach, drawing lazy circles against the satin cloth of her dress that made her body electrified
She was supposed to settle whatever issue she had with Callum, but it seems like Callum was too invested in believing in what he knew rather than giving her the benefit of the doubt.
And she was so shameless for reacting to his touch that her body was now burning while she continued dancing, her buttocks rubbing against the growing bulge on Callum’s pants while she swayed her hips and let her body be consumed by lust.
D a m n it is this really running in the blood? Do we sleep with the competitors?
Well, now that I am the CEO, this might be a nice strategy to pull off. And what, Ciara? Sleeping with the competitor? Not just anybody, but the man whom you have been obsessed with in the past, the father of your daughter, and the man who chose someone else instead of his wife!
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The music was already a blast. And Callum’s lips were already against her carlobe as her hands were resting on his legs for support while Callum lightly
kissed the side of her earlobe.
When she realized that it was still a public place and she didn’t want to be seen, though she knew that they had a security system that would clean up their dirt, she wasn’t that scandalous like her other siblings, as she controlled the heat and walked out of the dance floor.
She was a bit tipsy, but not tipsy enough not to walk and not to know what she was doing. Of course, she knows. And she’s taking advantage of the alcohol to do the things that would stop her once she’s sober.
She needed another excuse that she could use once something went deeper, and that was the alcohol again.
She went out of the exclusive party. Her guards followed her, and she ordered them not to stop Callum from following her back. Seconds later, she was pulled by someone’s arm, and as soon as she glanced, it was the familiar man who had made her body tingle on the dance floor earlier.
Callum just pulled her somewhere, and she went along. They went into a room that seemed to be owned or probably rented by Callum himself.
As soon as they entered, Callum immediately pulled her toward him, crashed his lips against hers, and kissed her deeply while Ciara responded, her hands already on his nape and pulling her toward her as she showed her tongue into his
til Ciara wrapped them instantly around his hips as he pinned her against the wall, and she groaned against his mouth. Callum carried her legs until
“How dare you file for divorce, he whispered against her lips as he directed his bulge against her softness and pressed it roughly.
Ciara moaned uncontrollably while she was already rocking her hips to feel him even more as Callum’s hands were already on her chest.
“Why? i thought our relationship was only pure business, Callum? Ah, you’ve missed having a business partner in your life?” she asked tauntingly as she unbuttoned his shirt.
Callum pulled the sides of her dress off her completely, tossing it to the floor. When her chest was exposed, Callum touched it as he crouched and put it into his mouth. His hands helped Ciara take his shirt off hins and toss it to the floor as well.
She could feel his roughness-the way he seemed so aggressive, sucking and swirling his tongue around her hard peak as he was rocking her, pushing fis hardness against her continuously while his other hand was already squeezing her other boob
Ciara’s eyes rolled back as her nails dug against his back. Callum was alternately kissing and sucking her chest while she could hear his moan and the sound of his lips enjoying it so much. At the same time, he seemed to be so aggressive, like he was doing it with pure anger.
He held her legs again and walked to the bed. He put Ciara down on the bed and immediately hovered over her as his lips crashed against her lips when Ciara attempted to pull herself up. She rested her elbows on the bed while Callum pushed her leg widely.
“Open it wide. I’m going to touch you,” he ordered.
“If you’re going to finger-f**k me, make sure I’ll forget the other man, Callum,” she teased.
And it seems to be working because Callum was so ready to f**k the **t out of her as his fingers were already rubbing the thin fabric of her underwear as he scoffed against her lips.
“You c**g b**h,” he called, pulling the panty to the side as his fingers dove into her wetness.
Ciara just smirked back, closed her eyes, and licked her lower lip as Callum’s lips were already teasingly kissing her jaw down to the length of her neck.
She memorized it all. Callum knew how to touch her, so even if she wasn’t entering her yet, her mind was already hazy as he knew what to do with her.
“I’d f**k you tonight that you can hardly walk even out of bed, Ciara,” he whispered as he pushed two fingers into her.
“Hmm… I don’t know. I am not sure you are capable of making me feel like that,” she dared.
Deep inside, she knew she was already desperate for him and she wanted to scold herself for feeling that way but the alcohol was making it hard for her to stop herself.
Callum knelt until his face leveled with her femininity. He pulled his pants down and put her legs on his shoulder as he looked at Ciara intently while he stuck his tongue out and delved into her wet folds.
Ciara pulled herself, just enough that she could reach Callum’s hair as she gripped it and pressed his face into hers while her hips were already moving. grinding against her mouth while Callum pushed two of his fingers.
She was probably so deprived of sex that she was going crazy with the sensation, as she was already touching her boob and pinching it while she was enjoying what was happening to her, despite the bitter reality that it was the man who almost ruined her sanity from the past
And she could feel that Callum felt the same way because he was so aggressive; he could feel his anger mingling with his roughness as he moved his fingers at speed, and he was sucking all of her like a vacuum cleaning dirt.
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She laid back on the bed, but her hips remained reclined while she was still moving. It was so intense that she was moaning uncontrollably until her legs
convulsed.
But despite her release, Callum was still there, lapping and sucking everything that seemed to be taking her time, as if it were a punishment and he
wanted her to feel it.
Here she was, letting herself fall into his trap again, but she would make sure that it was her who was on the upper hand, who was in charge.
Go ahead, Collum. Make me feel pleasured. Make me feel that intensity of lust that you have. Let me know how much you missed tasting me but I will not let you fully taste me. I will torture you tonight. You can taste me but you won’t have me fully. Not after everything that happened between us in the past.