𝟓𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟏

Vibe (Calum Hood Smut)

Summary: CEO!Calum wants his girlfriend with him on the investors' tour. (Smut/  Unprotected Sex / Oral; Male Receiving / Use of Toys / Semi-Public Sex) 
This is an NSFW imagine. If you feel uncomfortable reading stuff like this one, please, scroll through the story to find something you might like.
Request: MABELNROSE) (Words: 8.5k) (Part 1: Vibe)
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The soft peck that is planted on my shoulder makes me stir in my sleep before I turn to my side to find Calum smiling at me. The smell of coffee fills my nostrils, and I am sure if I avert my gaze just a little, I will find Calum's espresso placed on the nightstand.
"Buon giorno, principessa." He says softly, leaning down to press a kiss on my forehead.
"Practising your Italian I see... Good morning, baby." I smile at him, sitting up and resting my back against the fluffy pillows.
"Pretty much that's all my Italian knowledge." He states, just as I reach for the tiny mug that holds his double shot of coffee.
He slaps my hand away softly, while I bring it to my lips and take a sip. He shakes his head at me, sighing as he surrenders.
"How come you are not taking breakfast downstairs? I am not used to you being here when I wake up." I mumble, passing him the coffee.
"It's Madison's day off. No breakfast today..." He replies, taking a sip from the mug.
"I forgot about that... And I wanted to have some pancakes today..." I pout, making him smirk at me.
"Aren't you a little brat? You barely eat breakfast on regular days and now you want pancakes... What am I going to do with you?" He asks, leaving the coffee on the nightstand before he crawls on the bed, making me lay on my back.
"Fuck my face, daddy." I bite my lip, hooking my toes in his sweatpants; I have to cherish the moments he is in his sweats before he has to get into a suit to go to the office. He looks at me intrigued, cocking an eyebrow at me as I lower the waistband a little. He smells so fresh, the smell of his cologne still lingering on his skin. The light barely pierces through the heavy curtains, but the rays that shine in the room make his skin look so delicious.
"Are you serious right now?" He nearly growls; I can tell he is getting hard just at the thought of me choking on his cock. And I really, really need to give him something as Good morning, make sure that he keeps the memory in his mind as he goes on about his day.
"Very, daddy. Fuck my face. Please, I need it." I plead, looking at him in my most needy expression. I see him hesitate for just a second, for sure calculating whether or not he will make it to work on time.
"Fuck it. On your knees." He demands, standing up from the bed and lowering his sweatpants and briefs, freeing his cock.

He is semi-hard, but I am sure the moment my fingers wrap around his length, his cock will become solid.
I fall on my knees, looking at him through my lashes as he strokes my hair
I love the view, his jaw tensing up and the vein on his neck bulging against his skin.
"You gonna suck me off, or what?" He nearly commands me, his fingers tangling and pulling at my hair.
I smile at him, licking my lips before I press them on his length. I start from below his tip, working my way down until I graze his balls. His cock jumps a little, which if anything is a little funny. My hand wraps around his cock, with my thumb pressing on the tip momentarily before I run it over the glistening head.
"No teasing." He groans, reaching down to grab my jaw. He pries it open, looking at me satisfied as he slips his cock in my mouth.

He doesn't hesitate; he bucks his hips to my face, driving his cock deeper in my throat as I surrender.
He thrusts his cock in and out of my mount, hissing as I keep my mouth open and let him do whatever he pleases.
My nails dig in his thighs, scratching down as I look up to him, finding him with his head tilted back and his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.
"The sounds your mouth makes... Fuck..." His voice breaks as he shoves his cock down my throat, keeping my face pressed against his crotch as my throat spasms around his dick.
He lets me get some air after I gag on his length for a bit.
"You look so good with tears down your face and saliva dripping from your chin. I love how you become such a filthy little whore for me and only me..." He praises me, while my hand strokes him. I tap his tip on my tongue, tasting the drop of precum that pools on the head of his cock.
"I love how good you look like that." He moans, thrusting his cock into my mouth again. I swirl my tongue on the underside as I try to breathe calmly, the fire in my belly spreading.