Running After my Secret Billionaire Ex-Wife by Yoonworks

Callum kissed her neck continuously as he rested his other hand on the side so he would not fully hover over her, while Ciara’s elbows were rested at the back as her body reclined, and Callum’s other hand wrapped around her waist for support that she would not fully lay down. 

When his hand crawled to the buttons of her coat and fumbled each of them as he continuously planted kisses on the exposed skin, Ciara felt the gentleness that Callum had rarely shown because he always seemed aggressive and rough, as if 

there was no tomorrow. 

It was pure love because of the gentleness with which Ciara felt like she’d melt in just a minute. 

When she felt the air kissing the skin of her chest, she whimpered a bit when Callum’s hot mouth covered the peak and swirled his tongue on her aroused tip like a dessert he wanted to taste slowly, indulging himself with the slow movement of his tongue grazing in each corner, playing with it. 

She was watching him take his time kissing and worshipping her beautiful breast like she was the only woman he had tasted in his entire life. And when Callum lifted his head a bit, just enough for his eyes to lock with hers, she saw the lust that mingled in the intensity of his gaze and made her body shiver. 

His other hand fondled her right boob while his knee was already so pressed between her softness that she couldn’t help but grind against it just to feel him. 

She was already throwing away her inhibitions, as she was only focusing on what Callum was doing to her. She was enjoying it as her body was already in heat from the lust that completely consumed her while she could hear the little whimper of Callum while pleasuring her on her chest. 

When she felt his hand caressing the side of her leg, her anticipation grew even wider as she could feel volts of electricity rushing throughout her body until his hand landed on her soft femininity and traced the horizontal line on the thin fabric of her underwear, making her sighed and close her eyes as she could really feel herself dripping for just a mere touch. 

“You’re dripping.” Callum whispered when he leveled his head to her again, kissing her earlobe while his hand was continuously rubbing her. 

“Who wouldn’t? When you were touching me like that.” Ciara answered hoarsely. 

Callum chuckled a bit and planted some kisses on her jaw until he parted the fabric to the side and delved his two fingers into her wet folds, making her arch her back and parting her lips Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She couldn’t help but open her eyes until she saw Callum watching her reaction like he was his favorite R-18 movie because of the lust that was carved in his expression as he parted his lips too while moving his fingers expertly. 

Ciara gritted her teeth as she could feel each of his movements as she was already curling her toes and gripping his pulse, as if she wanted to stop him from doing it, and yet, Callum seemed to know the drill that he slightly inserted it from her wet dripping entrance, coaxing it to enter, and sliding it back to her folds, which made her go crazy as she felt like just guiding it to him. 

“Damn it, Callum!” She hissed frustratingly and pressed her legs against each other. 

Callum’s fingers still found a way to dominate her senses as he inserted it without a warning, making her shriek a bit with pure pain and pleasure mixing with each other. 

It fully weakened her as she had already laid down while Callurns fingers were already doing wonders for her as she couldn’t help but moan uncontrollably. 

Callum lowered himself until he claimed her lips, while Ciara couldn’t respond as she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off him. Callum pulled her underwear off her and helped her take her coat too, as Callum stood and unbuckled his pants. 

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It was like an instinct that washed through her that Ciara knelt and lifted her head as if she were telling him she wanted to do something, which gave Callum an idea, especially when she leaned closer to his legs. 

Ciara won’t lie to herself and say that it was Callum who tainted her mind since day one. She had been fantasizing about him since the day she saw him on that beach, and it still hadn’t changed, as if he were the only water that could satisfy her thirst. 

That’s why when she wrapped her hand around his shaft, like those she has seen in porn on some days, she would watch when she was horny. As soon as she kissed the tip and moved her hand up and down, to hear Callum groaning and pushing his head back, it felt like she had done something nice that triggered him to react that way. 

So she started kissing the length, licking the balls like it was part of the dessert she was eating, and going back to the tip as she swirled her tongue. Callum had totally lost it; his hand gripped a handful of her hair so he could control it as he slightly pulled her head, until Ciara took half of his length into her mouth, making her gag a bit. 

“Take it, baby,” Callum ordered as he continuously pushed her head, coaxing her to take him until her throat kept on poking and she could almost feel herself gagging. 

But just like what she watched, she endured it and let Callum control her head as she held onto his legs while Callum was feeling it entirely, almost whimpering and cursing as she was already gagging. 

Callum pulled it out until it splashed into the floor, and Ciara almost got on it. 

“Your kids,” she jokingly commented. 

Callum chuckled, crouched down, and held onto the side of her neck as he kissed her savagely, tongue to tongue like he was devouring her whole. 

He pushed her leg to the side until she was fully exposed to her and he let the tip kiss her entrance while they continued kissing 

When Callum slightly pushed, they would both whimper against each other’s mouths. He pushed it again so that closed her eyes while Callum was grunting until he pushed it fully. 

It didn’t take him a second to adjust as he pulled it and pushed it back roughly while he was already thrusting it looked at Ciara, whose brows were already furrowed as she tried to look down, and watched how Callum did her gently. 

Callum tilted his head and brushed his lips against hers as he lightly kissed her, just enough to feel her breath in his as he tasted her lips like he was addicted to her as he pounded on her in a slow rhythm. 

“Hard,” she mumbled. “Rough.” 

“Are you sure? “He asked. 

“Yes.” 

And in just a split second, Callum pulled it, flipped her over, and pushed it in harshly, which made her bend like she was possessed by a demon. 

Callum slapped her ass, which made her scream in pain coated with pure ecstasy as Callum bent over her and cupped her jaw while he thrust on her aggressively. 

She could almost feel herself as she was already convulsing from the few strokes Callum made as he continued moving. slamming himself like she wanted to be punished so badly, and he was releasing his own anger through it because of how he was now harshly doing her. 

She was so loud all throughout that she was suddenly wondering if they were the only people in that place because she felt like she was screaming disturbingly as if she were in so much pain when it was the opposite of what she truly felt. 

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t stop will just one round as they repeated it again and again, and Ciara was already sitting on him as she let her body ride on him and even did some reserve, with which she was so satisfied as well. 

There were already three rounds when she realized that they didn’t even use a condom just once, and most of those didn’t withdraw at all. 

After their vigorous sex, she just rested against his chest while Callum hugged her from the back as they watched the city lights again and drank the remaining champagne. 

“We’re going back to Paris,” she blurted. 

Callum froze. It was like hearing bad news in the middle of celebrating your birthday-you easily lose your mood as soon as you hear it. 

“It’s for Cara’s sake. She wanted to go back so bad. She was crying about it. She doesn’t want to stay here anymore,” she interjected. 

Callum sighed and kissed her shoulder. 

“Can I live with you in Paris, then?” he asked gently, making Ciar a bit shocked. 

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