Page 55 of Baby Maker

Her brow furrows before a look of realization passes over her face. "Yes, I figured you were, but wow… we didn't use anything."

"None of the times."

Her cheeks flush, a small giggle escaping her lips. "God, I look terrible, don't I? I don't do that, Keegan. Hell, I haven't had sex in years."

A feeling of pride puffs out my chest, knowing that besides her husband, no other man has touched her in a decade. I'm the first. "Actually, you had sex about eight hours ago."

Calli smacks my chest, pulling me to her for another kiss. "I didn't just have sex. I had incredible sex."

Pressing my lips to her hair, I inhale her scent, falling more and more deeply with every passing minute. I link our fingers together, tracing gentle patterns on her palm. "I don't do that either, Calli. I've never done that before."

My blunt admission is unexpected, to say the least, as her head flies up, those round eyes focused on me. "You're lying."

"I'm not. I've always been careful."

A soft smile plays on her lips as her hand strokes along my beard. "Are you okay with what we did?"

"Absolutely." I’m not lying. Any other woman, I'd be driving to the store for a morning-after pill. But Calliope? Not even a thought. "Besides, the added perk of being your doctor is I know we're safe. Well, a one percent chance or some such number."

Her fingers pause in their exploration, and for a brief moment, her smile falters. "Right. Definite perk. We'll have to be careful in the future."

Doesn't that sound fucking terrible? Sorry, but it's true. After taking her raw, the idea of wrapping a piece of latex around my cock is a sad substitute. Apparently, it shows on my face. Either that or my bitter scoff gives it away.

"What did I say?"

I scrub my face with my hands, laying back on the bed with a grunt. "Nothing. You're the most amazing thing I've ever felt, and I'm spoiled now, is all."

Calli leans over me, her tongue tracing the outline of my lips. "You're in trouble then."

"Am I?" Tell me something I don’t know. I'm in love with her, but I'm not declaring my affections again. My ego and heart are still recovering from the last time.

"You are indeed, because you're the most amazing thing I've ever felt, and I don't like to share."

Grasping her face, I lock her into a kiss, groaning as her hand skates along my shaft. At this rate, we'll never leave the room. Not that I'm complaining. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Is it working?"

I motion to my erection, straining against my pants. "What do you think?"

She settles on top of me, a sexy smile on her lips. "I think I'm a very lucky lady."

Oh no, Calli. I'm definitely the lucky one.

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An hour later,we sit perched on a bluff over the water, a blanket shielding us from the ocean breeze. So much for unseasonably warm. It’s downright freezing, and Calliope is turning blue.

"Screw this," I mumble, gathering up the goodies and hustling us back to the car.

We slide into our seats, laughing. "An A for effort, Keegan. Even if I do have frostbite."

"Best laid plans."

"No reason we can't have the picnic here." Calli opens the bag, pulling out the containers of food. "Besides, I'm starving, and that wine looks mighty tasty."

"You look mighty tasty." I nip her fingers, smiling at her delighted squeal. Whenever I'm near this woman, I feel whole.

I've never felt that before.

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