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I position myself between her thighs, taking in the sight of my name inked into her flesh on her inner thigh.
Fucking mine.
Her body twitches as I slide into her again, the overstimulation making her cry out, but I don’t stop. I don’t have it in me to. I thrust into her with reckless abandon, my hands gripping her thighs, pulling her onto me, using her like the perfect little fuck toy she is.
Her moans turn to whimpers, her hands clawing at my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as she rides the edge of another orgasm. Her body’s so sensitive, so raw, but she doesn’t ask me to stop. She never does.
I lean down, my lips brushing her ear as I fuck her harder, faster. “You can’t run from me, little nightmare. Not anymore. We belong to each other, and you know it.”
Her body tightens again, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me in deeper, her voice breaking as she screams my name. Her second orgasm hits her just as hard as the first.
“Fuck, Rhett!”
I pull out, stroking myself until I explode, hot cum spilling across her stomach and thighs.
Some of it lands on the counter.
Cara’s too wrecked to notice, her breathing ragged, body trembling as she slumps against the island, completely spent. I grab a towel from the drawer and clean up the mess I made on my girl before I wipe myself off. When I’m done, I toss it onto the counter next to her before my eyes find their way back to my little nightmare. Her skin is sporting that gorgeous rosy flush I love seeing on her.
“You’re fucking perfect,” I mutter, shaking my head, trying to hide the grin tugging at my lips.
She smirks, giving me a soft smile just as there’s a knock at the door.
“Shit,” Cara mumbles, quickly pulling up her leggings, her face flushed and hair a tangled mess. “That’ll be them.”
She rushes toward the door, still adjusting, leaving me to finish in the kitchen. I turn back to the counter, wiping it down casually, ensuring there’s no trace of what happened so my girl won’t be embarrassed in front of her little friends.
That’s when I see it.
The creamed corn. And the spoon… covered in a mix of cream and, well—me.
I blink, then let out a quiet laugh, shaking my head in disbelief. Out of all the fucking dishes in this Friendsgiving feast, it had to land in the creamed corn.
Of course it did. The irony isn’t lost on me. Creamed fucking corn.
Still chuckling under my breath, I stir it in. No one will ever know and it will give me something to look forward to at this fucking dinner. I toss the spoon into the sink, cleaning the counter one last time to make sure everything looks perfect.
Her friends’ voices grow louder as the door opens, laughter and conversation spilling into the house. It’s her last dinner with them before we leave, and I know how much this means to her.
It has to go smoothly. For her. Always for her.
I take one last glance at the bowl of creamed corn before walking out to join Cara, smirking to myself. If they happen to enjoy my little addition to the meal… Well, that’s just a bonus.
Chapter Nineteen
CARA
Sloan is on me the second I open the door, throwing her arms around me and embracing me in a tight hug. “I’ve never gone this long without seeing you,” she says with both worry and relief in her voice.
“I know, I’m sorry,” I apologize as I hug her back, looking over her shoulder to see Sloan’s friend, Emily, along with one of our other friends, Amaya, and her boyfriend, Jason. Sloan’s latest obsession, Alex, stands at the back of the group.
I hadn’t expected to see Alex here, but then again I haven’t talked to Sloan since Halloween night. I don’t know what she’s been doing over the past few weeks, and Rhett only shared bits and pieces of their conversations.
“Come in,” I wave, inviting them inside.
They shuffle through the doorway, then make their way toward the strong scent of food flowing from the kitchen. Before I can follow them, Sloan pulls me into the hallway, out of Rhett’s sight.
Her voice is a low whisper so that only I can hear her, and she leans in. “Are you okay? What’s going on?”
