Free Unbridled and Unbranded by Elle Saint James

apart, shrieking and writhing against him. The first time her pussy clamped down on his cock in orgasmic response, he had to close his eyes and run a couple of football stats to keep from losing it. He wasn’t ready to let go. Not yet. He wanted more. Wanted to pound inside of her several times. He gripped her thighs and pushed his hips forward, shooting his cock deeply into her body.
    The rhythmic clenching of her pussy rippled along his shaft and fueled his blinding lust. He started thrusting harder and faster on the barest edge of letting go. With each stoke, Callie made sexy noises, and he didn’t last three strokes when she wriggled her ass against him.
    The feel of her pussy squeezing the orgasm out of him was pure ecstasy in motion.
    He put his hand over his name on her lower back and bent over, collapsing on her seconds later.
    “Good God, Callie. You really know how to wring it out of me.” He took all his limited strength and rolled to one side of her so as not to crush her to the bed.
    “Your massive cock is so satisfying. But I’m surprised you didn’t fuck my ass.”
    “I want to savor it and enjoy it. If I’d put my cock in your ass just now, I wouldn’t have made it past the ring of muscles before embarrassing myself by spewing my orgasm like a teenage boy after a month without sex.”
    Her laughter caressed his heart. “Maybe next time, then.”
    “Maybe. Although that simple tattoo is a game changer for me.”
    “A game changer? What do you mean?”
    “I mean I look at it and my mind goes numb with lust. I lose control. At first I thought, ‘Cool, a tattoo of my name.’ Tonight I thought, ‘Fuck, that’s a tattoo of my name,’ and I almost lost it.”
    “I’m so glad you like it.”
    “Did it hurt?”
    “Fuck, yes. It so did.” She laughed. “I have to say though that your reaction has made that long-ago hurt worth it.”
    The muffled sound of a door closing across the house made them both turn toward the bedroom door. Bo had left it open for Rafe. The next sound was of boots on the wooden stairway leading to the second floor.
    Ten seconds later, Rafe was framed inside the doorway. “Hmm. Naked people. Excellent. May I join in?”
    Bo stood up and motioned him over. “We’ve only made it as far as round one.” He turned and made his way to the en suite bathroom. “Go say hello, why don’t you?”
    Rafe strolled across the room toward the bed. “I just want to stare at your breasts for a while, is that okay?”
    “Sure. And you can touch them and lick them, if you want, but you have to get naked first.”

Chapter Six

    “I have to get naked?” He glanced at the ceiling as if he had to think about whether it was worth it to get undressed in order to see her breasts.
    “I guess you don’t have to lose any clothes. Come here.” Callie opened her crossed arms and exposed her breasts to his view. “Please take a closer look.”
    He approached, and didn’t bother to remove a stitch of clothing. She was on her back in bed. The caress of his gaze on her bare flesh sent her mind spinning in arousing directions.
    “You look at me as though you want to take a bite.”
    “Maybe I do.” He flattened himself on top of her. His head was now level with her chest. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her breasts once as he moved.
    He kissed the valley between them then moved his body up hers until he could kiss her lips. He rolled over onto his back and pulled her with him as he went. His hands suddenly stroked up and down her bare spine. Soon his hands ended up on her ass. He pulled her into his growing cock as they kissed and kissed.
    There was something decadent about being naked and embraced with someone who was fully dressed. She liked it.
    Bo returned sometime in the middle of their kiss, but he just climbed onto the other side of the bed and watched them. Callie wasn’t quite as used to this open lifestyle as they were obviously, but it was clear there was absolutely no jealousy