Page 42 of Decker's Dilemma


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“Okay, and where are you going?” Clover asks Cara as she follows me outside.

“I’m going to stay at Decker’s,” she says casually, like she does it all the time.

Clover smiles slowly. “Is that right?”

Cara nods. “Yeah, don’t wait up. I’ll be home in the morning.”

Clover turns to me, and I nod. “I’ll bring her back. I have to come and get my car anyway.”

“Be safe!” she calls out and then heads back inside.

I sit in the back so Cara can sit up front with her sister. “Where do you live?” she asks.

I rattle off my address and Con puts it into her GPS, and off we go.

Con stays quiet, and I know she wants to say something, but she doesn’t. She’s probably wondering why Cara is casually going home with the man she hired to find her, or maybe she’s wondering why the whole night we acted like we were just friends yet now she’s coming for a sleepover.

I’m sort of wondering the same things.

We get to my house, and I thank Con for the lift. I get out and open the door for Cara. I know this isn’t the best idea, but I’m kind of sick of fighting my attraction to her.

“Thanks,” she says, getting out of the car.

I close the door, and we both wave and then walk up my driveway together.

“You did offer me your house to stay at,” she reminds me.

I smirk as I unlock the door. “I did.”

Although this wasn’t what I had in mind, exactly.

As soon as the door is shut behind us, she pushes me back against it and kisses me.

No, this is much, much better.

Chapter Fourteen

Cara

I’m sick of overthinking everything. I want Decker, and I’m single and so is he, end of story. We aren’t hurting anyone by giving into this tension that has been driving me insane since I met the man and pulled a gun on him. I know I’m taking the lead here and making the first move, but I don’t care.

I want him and I know he wants me too, so let’s just stop playing games and both take what we need from each other, even if it’s just for one night.

Only I don’t know if one night is all I’m looking for from him.

I’m on my tiptoes. He lifts me up and turns around so I’m pressed against the door, and kisses me back. I wrap my legs around his hips, while my hands frame his face. He smells so good, like spicy cologne and leather, and he tastes even better.

He pulls back and stares into my eyes for a second like he’s silently asking if we’re really doing this right now. And I love that we have this shorthand. That with just one look I know what he’s thinking and he knows what I am thinking. It’s magical, or at least my drunk brain thinks that.

I nod.

That’s all it takes, and he carries me through his house into what I’m assuming is his bedroom. He throws me down on the bed and lands on top of me, his lips back on mine and our bodies pressed against each other. I can feel how hard he is, and how big he is, and how much he wants me, and it’s so fucking sexy.

I pull at his T-shirt until he takes the hint and takes it off, revealing his delicious, smooth and muscular chest and abs. The only light in the room is coming from the open window, the moon letting me see just enough, and allowing me to feel the rest of him. He kisses along my jawline, and then down my neck, biting gently and sending shivers down my spine. I’m so attuned to his every move, his every breath, and I’m so turned on that he could just slide into me without any foreplay right now.

When he reaches my breasts, he pulls my top off and I sit up to assist. My white bra comes off next, and he makes a deep growl in his throat as he studies me. I unbutton my jeans and slide them down, and he laughs under his breath at my enthusiasm. Once I’m completely bare to him, he continues his torture, kissing my breasts, licking my nipples and then roaming lower.

When he spreads my thighs and starts licking my center, I can’t help the moans that start pouring from my lips. Rhett is the only man I’ve ever been with, so this is so new for me, so exciting, and I’m so fucking ready for it.

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