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said. He saw the smile playing along her lips.
    “ Callum .”
    “Simone.” She held her hand out toward him.
    He took the hand, kissing her knuckles. “My balls have survived intact.”
    “Congratulations, Callum . You’ve won round one
of this battle. What do you intend to do next?” she asked.
    She was teasing him. He knew she was waiting for him to fall. Throughout
his life he’d overcome every single challenge thrown at him. This woman was a
piece of cake.
    “Well, from the looks of the way you were dressed, I’d say you wanted a
good old-fashioned fuck.” He ran his hand up and down her leg. They were
covered by the bar. He’d never let any woman feel cheap on his watch.
    Her lips had parted. Her tongue peeked out leaving a trail of moisture
along the way. Callum saw her eyes were dilated and
her nipples were pressed against the fabric of her black dress. He wanted to
tear the dress from her body and fuck her every which way there was. “I think
your pussy is dripping wet with the need of a hard cock.”
    “Are you an escort?” she asked.
    “No, just a man looking for a warm woman.” His hand went underneath her dress
teasing the top of her thigh. Her legs fell open as she gasped. There was the
warmth he’d spotted inside her. “I want to take you to my room and fuck you
hard. I want to give you what you want, Simone, and when you go home, you’d
leave a happy woman.”
    “No commitment, just a hard, quick fuck.” She moaned as he pressed his
palm to her wet slit.
    She wasn’t wearing any panties. The dirty bitch. His cock thickened further. Callum wanted her
desperately. A fire had begun in his veins sending all rational thought to his
dick.
    “I don’t do commitment, but I do fucking.” Callum grazed her clit. Her pelvis pressed up to meet him.
    He pulled his hand away, sucking the moisture from her pussy off his
fingers. “What do you say?” he asked.
    She tasted like warm vanilla on a
cold day. Her scent teased the air between them. Simone was such a pretty name.
The burning passion beneath her was something else entirely. He’d never met a
woman who could keep up with him in the bedroom. The women he’d dated always
complained that he used them for his own pleasure. He gave as much as he took.
    For as long as he could remember
he’d had a high sex drive. On the last count he’d orgasmed six times over an eight hour period. He’d kept count.
    He stroked her leg feeling his own
arousal building.
    “What do you say, Simone? Spend this
Valentine’s on your back with a complete stranger, and come tomorrow you’ll
never have to see me again.”
    She grabbed her purse throwing down
some money. “Let’s go.”
     

Chapter Two
     
    Simone stood up from the bar. Her
pulse was pounding once again, only this time it was with arousal and not
anger. This man had better live up to his word. She’d never known anyone like
him. He’d come to her without snivelling or waiting for her to allow him to sit
with her. Callum had simply sat down and waited.
    He placed a hand at her back as they
moved over to the elevators. There was no one inside for company. He pressed
the button taking him to the top floor. She stood with her bag in her hands and
her coat hanging over her arms.
    Callum grabbed her arm and thrust her
against the corner of the elevator stall.
    “I can’t wait to fucking taste you,”
he said, slamming his lips down on hers. He was so much taller than she, even
with the killer heels she wore. Her coat landed on the floor followed by her
purse. She sank her fingers into the length of his brown hair. He wore it down
to his shoulders. The style should have been messy and out of place in an
upscale hotel. He made it work. Everything about him was larger and far more
powerful than anything she could have imagined. She didn’t know his last name
or what he did for a living. She didn’t care.
    Her pussy was ablaze with what he
was doing. So many men always asked if it was okay for them