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“I know you’re not breakable, but if you keep touching me like that, I’m afraid I’ll be too rough.”
I let out a frustrated breath. Cal was practically naked, the tip of his impressive manhood peeking out his open shorts, while Istill had every piece of clothing in place. I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Cal’s eyes darkened. I stood, unbuttoned my skirt, and let it drop to the floor, leaving me in nothing but my lacy black bra and matching thong.
Cal gripped my hip. “You’ll tell me if I’m hurting you.”
I nodded.
“Say it.”
“I’ll tell you if you’re hurting me.”
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to mine. “Take everything off and lay flat on the bed.”
I unclasped my bra, then slid my thong off. He hummed a sound of approval but waited until I was on the bed to push his shorts and boxers completely down, freeing himself. “Holy shit,” I said before I could stop myself. "Are you worried about hurting my back or something else?"
He laughed. “It’s your back I’m worried about.”
I nodded because anything I could think to say sounded awkward as hell, even to me. I seriously questioned how all of him could fit.
Cal walked to the edge of the bed and bent my leg, placing soft kisses on my ankle and the back of my knee. He did the same thing to my other leg, making space for him to crawl between my thighs. He’d barely touched me, but I was so turned on, I felt like I would come the moment he brushed my sensitive skin. He leaned over me and sucked my nipple into his mouth, hard. A bolt of pleasure sent me arching off the bed. Slowly, painfully so, he gave the other breast the same treatment.
I gritted my teeth and growled.
He kissed up and down my legs, avoiding the place I needed him most. When his tongue finally swirled against my clit, I let out a garbled sound, my orgasm ripping through me with embarrassing speed.
With a wicked grin, he opened the drawer of the nightstand by the bed. A rustle of foil as he ripped opened a condom, a pause while he took himself in his hand and rolled it down his hard length, and then he was easing into my slick depths.
“Fuck,” he whispered, propping himself up, so we were eye to eye. He went in another inch and moaned. The sound was so erotic, I clenched around him.
“Try to relax, baby,” he said. He reached between us and brushed his finger against my clit. I arched into him. He eased himself in with gentle thrusts, filling and stretching me in ways I’d never known.
“You feel so good,” he murmured in my ear, pulling nearly all the way out and then rocking back into me. He started a rhythm that made me lose all sense of time. There was only him and the feeling of our bodies sliding together. I called his name as I came a second time and he jerked inside me, finding his own release with a groan.
He pulled out gently and rolled beside me, brushing a strand of hair from my face.
“How’s your back?” he asked, his expression serious.
“You did not just ask me that,” I said swatting his chest. He captured my hand and kissed my fingertips.
“Just making sure you’re up for round two,” he said with a grin that left me worried he’d leave my heart far more damaged than my back.
Chapter eighteen
Cal
I woke to Skye’snose in my face like every other morning. Except instead of being in the bed beside me, she stood on the floor, giving me a stern look. Memories of last night came roaring back. I rolled over and found Rowan sleeping with her arm thrown over her face. Her long red curls fanned across the pillow. I resisted the urge to kiss her but couldn’t stop admiring her while she slept.
Skye gave a frustrated snort, and I rolled back to rub her ears. This was not our usual routine. When I had company, I put Skye in the laundry room with her dog bed and a few extra treats and shut the door. The women I slept with never spent the night. After they left, I opened the door to the laundry room. Skye either followed me to my room or kept sleeping in her bed. She’d never opened the door herself, but then again, I’d never left her in the laundry room all night.
I grabbed my phone, checked the time, and groaned. 4:45AM was early, even for Skye, but once she was awake, she needed to go outside. Rowan stirred beside me.
“Don’t get up,” I said, swinging my feet to the floor. “I just have to take Skye out.”
Rowan’s eyes snapped opened at the sound of my voice. She sat up, looking startled, and my stomach sank. Maybe she’d had more to drink last night than I thought. Maybe she was regretting waking up with me. Skye caught sight of her and let out an excited bark before jumping onto the bed.
Rowan giggled as Skye licked her face, and the tension in my chest eased.
“What time is it?” she asked when Skye hopped off the bed and started prancing beside it. I had about two minutes to get her outside, or I’d be cleaning pee from the carpet.
