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her thighs apart and opened up the centre of her body to his gaze. She heard his sharp intake of breath and watched as he licked his lips.
    Holding the head of his cock, Callum started to run the tip through Charlie’s pink and swollen folds. “It looks like you missed me, Baby,” he growled, swirling the wetness over the head of his cock.
    Positioning himself at her opening, Callum pushed into her body with one forceful thrust causing Charlie to moan loudly and her insides to clench tightly around him like a vice. “God, you feel so good,” he breathed as her body continued to quiver.
    Charlie’s eyes dilated as Callum pulled out and thrust into her over and over again. The feel of him hard and full inside of her was what she had craved all week long. The moment Callum came home in a whirlwind and fucked her tirelessly. The man was a machine along with his bionic cock.
    “Oh, fuck!” Charlie panted as Callum’s pace began to increase. She gripped his shoulders for support, digging her fingernails so deep into his back that she knew she would leave a mark. She could feel her orgasm slowly but surely building with more and more intense feeling.
    Lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, Callum let out a hoarse growl from the bottom of his throat. “It’s been a week, Baby. I’m not going to be able to hold on for very long.”
    Dropping her hand between her parted thighs, Charlie whimpered softly as she let two fingers lightly graze over her already sensitised flesh.
    “That’s it, Baby,” Callum encouraged. He could tell that she was close as her eyes were fully closed and her breathing had become laboured and inconsistent.
    Increasing the pressure of her fingers, Charlie arched her back off the table as sharp jolts of pleasure rippled throughout her body.
    “Callum!” She cried out, bursting as the first waves of her orgasm rocked her body violently.
    Hearing her cry his name, Callum finally surrendered to his release, coming hard and fast inside of her. Shuddering from the force of his ejaculation, he slowed his pace a little savouring the feeling of her inner muscles milking his cock dry.
    “I missed you,” he whispered, leaning down to place a soft and gentle kiss against her smiling lips.
    “I love you too,” she hummed with a satisfied sigh.
    Callum chuckled as he took both of her hands and pulled her upwards to a sitting position. The hard surface of the white granite table agitated the raw flesh of her bare bottom. It was a feeling that was more unpleasant than painful for Charlie. Awkward surfaces and friction burns were now the normal part of their very healthy sex life. Picking comfortable places or positions was never a top priority for Callum when it came to sex. He was a man on a mission and Charlie had grown accustom to just enjoy the moment wherever she was and on whatever surface she was perched on or over.
    “Thanks for smashing yet another frigging vase.” She rolled her eyes playfully at the smashed porcelain and water covering the floor. She had lost count how many times he had smashed the centre piece in the foyer. “I’ll let you go and buy the next ornament,” she said, pushing her hands into the inside of his suit jacket.
    In his haste to devour her body, Charlie noticed that Callum hadn’t even bothered to remove his jacket and tie. Casually she worked the jacket over his broad shoulders, allowing it to carelessly fall to the floor before her fingers moved to undo his tie. Loosening the fabric from around his neck, Charlie held it in front of his eyes before dropping it next to the already crumpled jacket.
    Cocking his head to the side, Callum watched on with amusement as Charlie worked her way down the buttons of his shirt; she had her tongue stuck out in concentration.
     Releasing the final button, Charlie hurried to push it from his body, eager to reveal the taut and toned muscles that lay beneath. She licked her lips hungrily as the first flashes of his abdomen were