Chapter 15

Paige’s POV

I remember all the times I’ve fucked, made love to and all the men I’ve ever slept with. There were ten of them, including my history professor in my sophomore year in college, whom I only slept with because he brought out my Professor Langdon obsession. They were all great in bed. They all pleasured me. But none of them compared even an inch to Callan Montgomery Holden the third. The man was a maniac. He wanted me to scream and moan with pleasure and beg him to let me cum. I’ve never been the one to orgasm more than once or if I was lucky, twice, but with Callan, it was a whole new fucking world.

“Please. Don’t stop! It feels so gooood.” I said in between moaning. “I’m going crazy. It's too much.”

“Oh darling, there’s no such thing as too much pleasure. Besides, you're still so wet. I want you to cum as many times as you can, you hear me?” He commanded as he pulled my hair while I arched my body toward him. His other hand was on my left breast playing with my nipple. H