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“Fuck, Doc, you make me hard. You better get inside that room of yours before I say fuck it and take your mouth out here for anyone to see.”

He took my keycard from my grasp and slipped the card into the door behind me, bringing him even closer to my orbit. I could smell his expensive body wash with his chest against mine, and I wanted nothing more than to say the hell with it and pull him into my room with me.

When the door clicked open, he grabbed my arm, making it so that I didn’t fall into the room, and then just as quickly let go. His breath lingered against my skin as he moaned.

“Goodnight, beautiful.”

11

Callum

Malibu, California

Aspen’s eyes lit up,and her jaw hung open as we pulled up in front of my house. “This is your house? Does anyone else live here?” she asked in awe, not taking her eyes off of it.

“Only me,” I answered, feeling embarrassed by having such a place when I was hardly ever here.

After helping her out of the car and grabbing our luggage, I stayed back and watched her take my place in. It was different seeing it through someone else’s eyes.

“Oh my God, Cal. If I lived here, I’d never leave. It’s gorgeous and…” She stopped in the middle of the living room and cringed at what she was about to say.

“And?”

“While it’s beautiful, it’s not you.”

“Did you expect it to be filled to the brim with racing trophies or something?” I laughed, unsure of what she thought it would look like. I did have a room with all my trophies and awards I’d won throughout the years.

“No, but I thought it might have things from your travels.” She moved closer and rubbed one hand up my arm. “This looks unlived in.”

“That’s because it is. I’m here maybe three months out of the year. The rest of the time I’m on the road and traveling.”

“Well, I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to enjoy the shit out of this place while we’re here.” She laughed as she spun around and made her way through the living room. She stood at the floor to ceiling window and looked out. “This pool and the view. Can we live out here until we head to Mexico?”

This was the first time I’d ever had anyone in my space other than the designer. I loved her excitement and what it brought to the place. I knew I’d never be able to look at the place the same way again if she wasn’t by my side.

“If that’s what you want.” I chuckled as she slipped her shoes off and dipped her toes into the pool water. I was glad I’d had the forethought to have the woman who cleaned the place once a month turn the heat on in the pool. I knew once the temperature dipped when the sun went down, she’d change her mind.

While I’d planned on taking her in every room in my house, now I was thinking about all the places outside I could lay her out or pin her to and fuck her without the worry of who might hear or find us.

Aspen started to shimmy out of her clothes as she walked around the backyard, taking everything in. Her hands were at her hips, ready to pull down her jeans when she looked over her shoulder at me. “Now I understand why you bought this place. If I had the money, I’d pay for this view.”

“I’m glad you like it because I plan to fuck you until you can no longer stand, and then I’m going to carry you to my bed and fuck you unconscious.” I growled the last part as I started to stalk toward her.

“I like the sound of that.” She turned her head from side to side. “I also like the fact that you don’t have neighbors close by. I don’t know how the hell you managed to do that with such limited real estate space in Malibu.”

“Lucky, I guess.”

I stopped only a foot away from her, grabbing the back of my t-shirt and pulling it over my head. My eyes stayed transfixed on her as she wiggled her jeans over her hips and pulled them down her long, lean legs. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to have them wrapped around my waist while I sunk deep inside of her.

My hands went to the belt of my cargo shorts while she slipped her shirt over her head, leaving her in only a tiny black lacy bra that her tits were spilling out of. I surged forward and latched my mouth onto one of her nipples and sucked both the flesh and fabric into my mouth. Aspen moaned, tangling her fingers into my hair and holding me in place. I was glad she liked it when I played with her tits because I was a boob man all the way, and she had the most spectacular pair I’d ever encountered.

“More,” she moaned, pulling on my hair. That was my cue to lavish attention to her other breast but didn’t leave the first without any attention. I pinched her nipple and then rubbed my thumb over her now diamond peak. My dick throbbed, wanting to break through my zipper. Why hadn’t I taken off these stupid shorts before now?

Kissing up her chest and along the column of her neck, my hands went to work, removing the clothing from my lower half. When my shaft sprang free, one of Aspen’s hands squeezed the tip until I let out a moan of my own.

Stepping out of my shorts, I wrapped her in my arms and took her down to the cool grass beneath us. My hips settled in between her silky thighs as I pinned her hands above her head. I nipped along her jaw until I could bite down on the shell of her ear. Without preamble, I thrust inside, and it instantly felt like home. I had no idea if it was the setting or just her, but either way, I never wanted to leave.

Her legs wrapped around my waist in a vice grip as I pumped in and out of her, kissing, licking, and biting every available inch of skin I could reach. There was no holding back for the first time since we started this. Here we could be lovers. Here we could explore what life was like as a couple, and I planned on relishing every moment of it while I could.

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