“Callum, this is absurd, you need to tell me where we’re going. After the shows were cancelled when you got hurt, you've been acting strange. What do I pack?” Glancing over at my insanely annoying and sexy rock star, cerulean eyes are glistening with mischief. After the lunch with Abigail he has been up to something. That was such a perfect day. Getting to meet the woman who raised the man who now holds my heart.

“Petal, I told you. We are heading to a special place and if you ask me again, I will blindfold you, throw you over my shoulder, spank your sexy little ass and chuck you in my trunk. That way you won’t be able to see where we are headed.”

“Callum Hayes! And you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“You know it, baby.” With a mischievous wink, he leaves me in the bedroom with empty suitcases. It’s only been a week since I met his mom, but she’s called me a few times. I want Callum to meet my parents. They’ll love him. My dad might give him grief. But isn’t that what dad’s do?

I spend the next fifteen minutes throwing almost everything I own into the suitcases on the bed. When my luggage is brimming with clothes, I zip it up. “Are you ready, Petal?” Callum is standing at the door, staring at me with an amused expression.

“I guess so. I didn’t have a clue what to pack, so I pretty much included my whole closet.” He's so good at surprising me. I have not one inkling on where we're heading. He could be so fucking frustrating. I guess that is why I loved him. Constantly keeping me on my toes. But I give as good as I get.

“That’s fine. If there’s something you forgot, which I am sure there won’t be, we can buy it. Come on.” With a tug, he pulls my suitcase along behind him as we make our way to the living room. Ki and Liam are working on their laptops when we walk in.

“Are you all set, doll?” She grins.

“I guess so. Not sure where I am ready to go to though.” My dig at Callum goes unnoticed.

“You’ll love it. I promise.” The secret is making me crazy. My eye roll catches his attention. He leans in, his hot breath on my neck.

“Do that again and you will be squealing when I get you alone.” His words a low hiss that sends heat straight between my legs. Straightening, he turns to his brother and Kierra. “We’ll be back in a week. If you need anything just call.”

We say our goodbyes, and head to the garage. The SUV is filled with luggage and soon we’re heading down the motorway. As we pass the familiar sights, I realize he's driving to the airport. A brief peek at Cal makes me smile. His profile is rugged, sexy, and the stubble that hints on his jaw has me squirming. His expression is serious as he concentrates on the road. I want to ask, but he won't tell me. At least I know our destination is the airport.

“We’re flying? I don’t have my passport.”

“Petal, do you think I would not have everything planned? I packed it. When you were in the shower.” In a smooth swift move, he lifts my hand and places a soft kiss on my knuckles. This man truly was incredible in every way.

“You do realize this is kidnapping.” His laughter fills the car and the sparkle in those sky-blue eyes is obvious with amusement.

“It’s only kidnapping if I blindfold you and tie you up. Now that right there sounds like a brilliant idea. We could have some fun with that.” I gape at him incredulously.

As we pull up to the departures long stay parking area and Cal parks in the assigned spot. We’re met by a few security to assist with our luggage and escorting us to the gate. We board the plane moments later. I settle into my window seat, which he always offered me. I loved watching the clouds go by. “This will be a long flight, Petal.”

We’re in business class, but I haven’t heard where we’re headed since Callum forced my earbuds in and proceeded to block out any announcements the pilot made. I shift to face him. My stomach whirls as the pilot takes us down the runway and quickly we're in the air. “Callum where are we flying to?”

“I assure you, you will love it. Just sit back. Enjoy it. Or would you like me to help you relax?” His sky-blue gaze darkens with the hidden promise in his words. Squirming in the seat, I smirk at him. The hooded stare that’s burning a hole into me sends heat to my pussy.

“Now that sounds like an illicit question, Hayes.”

“Trust me, baby, it’s a dirty promise.” Desire tightens the knot in my core. My panties have disintegrated. The smirk that tugs on the side of his mouth is wicked and I crave those lips on every inch of my body.

“Then you better keep your word.” Lust is heavy in my tone. He reaches up, trailing the line of my jaw, leaving goose bumps in its wake. With his index finger sliding between the swell of my breasts, he teases the soft skin earning him a slight whimper.

“I intend to keep that vow and many more.” With a slow torturous movement, he drops a hand into the waistband of my shorts and finds my soaked underwear. A deep sexy growl reverberates through his chest. “Fuck.” The phrase so dark and delicious falls from his mouth. It’s decadent and washes over me like hot wax drizzled on taut skin.

He caresses me through the flimsy fabric that covers my bare pussy. The expert touch is sending me reeling. My head drops backward and my eyes flutter closed. “Look at me, Petal. I need you to see what your whimpering does to me.” My eyes snap open. Locked on his. Slender fingers nudge the material aside, finding my slick heated core. Circling my clit, in slow firm movements, he watches me. The reaction on my face spurring him on. The throb is unbearable. My hand involuntarily grips his bicep, digging my nails in as I near the edge.

“Not yet.” He stops teasing my hardened bundle of nerves and drives two fingers into me. The action is slow, taunting me. Keeping me dangling on the edge. Just the way he prefers it. He wants me to be a whimpering mess and then he sends me spiraling. The pleading must be apparent in my eyes because he offers me a devilish smile, which coils desire deep in my stomach. He eases out of me. “Now if you stop pouting about where we’re going, I will think about allowing you an orgasm.”

My mouth drops open. Staring at him incredulously. That’s unbelievable. “Callum, please? You can’t leave me like this.” A wicked glint flashes over his face. The flight attendant comes to ask if we would like anything. Yes, I need a fucking orgasm. I want to scream. My body is tingling. My pussy is drenched, and he sits there as if nothing is troubling him.

I don't hear him ordering the drinks, my mind clouded with lust. I notice that we are alone again. Blue eyes flicker over me. The heat in his gaze sears me. My skin prickles, and the ache between my legs is becoming unbearable. “Cal.” I hiss. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“Don’t worry, Petal. You’ll get what you crave soon enough.” The hostess returns with our ordered drinks. He hands me mine, and draws a long sip of his beer. His one hand falls to my thigh causing me to jump. He brings it up towards my core, stopping short of the place I want it. “Will you be quiet?” My gaze darts around anxiously, and even though we’re in business class and it's not as busy, there are other passengers on board. My desire for release is overwhelming, and I nod. “Good girl.”

His fingers trail over my material clad pussy. A soft whimper escapes my lips. “If you can’t be silent you have to sit in agony the whole flight.” Sucking my bottom lip between my teeth, I peer at him.

Those smooth fingers slide into the leg of my shorts and nudge my panties to the side. He rubs my now tortured bundle of nerves and my nails dig into the seat. My head falls back and my eyes flutter closed. “Petal, what did I tell you about looking at me?”

Snapping my eyes towards him, I lock my gaze with his. He continues to finger fuck my pussy slowly. He leans towards me. His lips on my ear, hot breath on my neck. “I love feeling your tight little cunt around my fingers, my tongue, and especially my cock.” His crude words mixed with the way he crooks both digits against my sweet spot send me spiraling. An orgasm rips into me and I bite my lower lip until the metallic taste of blood floods my mouth.

My body trembles in the wake of my release. As I descend from my blissful high, Callum pulls his fingers from my core. I watch him bring them to his mouth, licking each one. His eyes close as he savors the taste. “Fuck, I love your nectar. It's heaven, my angel. You taste like honey.” The erotic gesture has me clamping my thighs. The insatiable ache he has brought to my body is never-ending.

“So do you, handsome. Remember, there's a time and place for everything, and payback is sweet. And when I do, you’ll definitely be speechless.” His stormy gaze meets mine. I lean forward, my lips whispering in his ear. “I want to take your big hard cock deep into my throat. Sucking you into my hot mouth. Flicking and teasing you with my tongue. Then make you feed me every drop of your hot seed. Then lick your beautiful cock clean.” My dirty words have the effect I was hoping for. The groan that rumbles in his chest is low and sexy. A growl. It's animalistic. My hand trails up his thigh, reaching his crotch, I feel the thick hard ridge behind his zipper.

“Petal, you better behave, or you will get fucked right here with everyone watching.” Without another word, I stand, scoot past him and walk towards the restrooms. A quick glance at him, I blow a kiss to his astonished expression. Before I can lock the door, it’s pushed open and Callum walks in, hovering over me. The only sound is a small click.

No words are spoken, and we’re tearing at each other’s clothes. He pulls off my shorts and panties in one swift move. My fingers are undoing the button on his jeans and I tug at the zipper. “Callum…” His name on my lips stops him dead. “I want you…” My words trail off and I don’t know how to say it.

“That is the plan here, baby.”

“No, I mean. I… Uhm…”

“Tay, what? Tell me?”

“I need to feel you without a condom.” My eyes dart up at him and find his hooded stare, hungry and feral. “I am on the pill.” That’s the only permission he needed. With a tight grip on my ass he lifts me against him, this has me wrapping my legs around his waist.

“I have no idea how long I can last feeling you bare on my shaft, baby. But I will make it up to you.” The emotion in his gaze holds me hostage and I can’t break free. I don't want to. Ever. A small nod and he’s sliding into me.

It’s slow and the pleasure that shoots through my body scorches my skin. The silky steel of his erection is exquisite against my heated walls. I am slick with arousal and he slips in effortlessly, stretching me wide. “Jesus, Petal, I can't go slower. This will be one fast and hard fuck.” My hands twine behind his neck as his hips slam against me.

Our mouths fuse in a searing kiss. His tongue fucks my mouth as his cock fucks my pussy. My belly tightens, my release is close. Coiling, twisting, curling my toes, shattering my senses.

Even though we’re in a cramped restroom, the emotion in the air is erotic, romantic, and filled with passion. My heart soars with his. There is no denying, this man will be my end. Our connection is palpable, and I realize with certainty I love him beyond reason. “You will feel me fill you. Mark you. Do you hear me, Petal? Come with me, squeeze my dick with your gorgeous little cunt.” He groans, and those words are my undoing. Trembling in his arms, hot jets of his seed shoot into me. He’s now claimed and marked me, inside and out.

My body the lyrics, and his, the melody. Together our souls are a symphony. Between the love he gives me, and the fire that burns between us, we find euphoria as one.