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the curb. “Of course he would have a car like this,” she muttered to herself. It was sleek, it was sexy, and it was powerful. She opened the door and slid in next to him. Callista directed him to her home a few blocks away. “So…” He looked at her. “This is where you live...” “Yes,” She nodded. “Let’s get on with this, shall we?” She smiled and opened the car door, slipping out. Scott watched as she walked backwards towards her home, inviting him to follow her. He would pursue her. Oh yes, the lion always waits until the perfect time to pounce. He grinned to himself before getting out of the vehicle. Once inside they dropped their coats and such near the door. “Shall I give you the tour?” Cally smirked coyly. ”As you wish.” Scott grinned. He liked the way she sauntered off, swaying her hips ever so subtly. “This is the living room…” She hastily crossed the space. “…And the dinning room.” She slipped through a door nearby, as he followed her. “This is the kitchen.” She led him through another door and down a hall. “The spare room,” she smirked. “The bathroom is here.” She opened the door and crossed though the bathroom to the next door. He looked inside. “And this,” she growled, “is my bedroom.” He walked in slowly, perusing the room, then he turned to her. Cally's green eyes narrowed on him and she backed him up until he was near the bed. She pushed him back onto it and jumped up to straddle him. “I know you wanted something a little sweet,” she rasped. “But how would you like something with a little spice?” She quirked an eyebrow at him. “I think I could go for that.” Scott reached up to put his hands on her hips and she slapped them. “Uh, uh.” She shook her head slowly. “This is my show.” She bent down and licked his neck and bit his ear gently. His cologne, a musky scent, drove her wild and the taste of his skin was so much better than she'd anticipated. Cally slid off him and he sat up to watch her. She tore off her blouse, revealing a red silk and black leather bra. Scott gulped. “That’s spice if I ever saw it.” Stammering, he watched her draw closer to put a finger on his lips and she looked down at him with her smoky, heavy-lidded eyes. “You just hush now.” She caressed his lips with her thumb. “And I'll give you a treat if you're a good boy.” She kissed him, opening her mouth on his. She dove her tongue inside his mouth and let her tongue dance with his, then pulled away quickly. “Just a little taste.” She turned away from him and looked over her shoulder. She was sultry and a steaming little sexpot and she knew it. She licked her lower lip and then undid her tight jeans, lowering them over her hips and wiggling her sexy little bum. She bent as she slid them down, showing off her little boy shorts that matched her bra. “Good God,” Scott muttered, and then groaned his appreciation. “You like it?” Cally purred. “I thought you might.” She walked toward him and put her hand on his muscled chest. She slid it down, lower and lower. “Yeah Cally, I like it a lot!” he laughed and let out a |
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