Page 99 of Bagging the Blueliner
Maybe I could hurry him along if he knew I was waiting for him.
Eyeing the door, I scrambled off the bed to snag my phone from my purse. Settling back into the uncomfortable yet seductive pose, I took a picture of my bare legs, careful not to give too much away.
Opening my texts, I attached it and typed out a caption.
It’s awfully lonely up here. *Biting lip emoji* Maybe I’ll just take care of business myself.
When the reply from Cal was instant, I had to stifle a giggle.
Big Dick Asshole:On my way. Don’t you dare start without me!
Tossing my phone on the nightstand, I reclined in a way that pushed my breasts against the thin lace covering them. Barely contained as they were, one wrong move, and we’d have a nip-slip situation.
My heart was racing, and I forced myself to calm my breathing when I heard the digital sound of the lock disengaging at the door. Placing a hand to my stomach, I tried in vain to quell the butterflies flapping so hard I feared they might break free. Never in my life had I surprised a man like this. I’d never wanted to before.
Before.That was the word Natalie had emphasized earlier.
It hit me like a ton of bricks that I didn’t want to think about the past anymore. The path forward was much more appealing.
There wasn’t much time to process that startling thought, as the door opened and closed right before Cal came into view. The moment he saw me spread out and waiting for him, he stopped dead in his tracks.
“Holy fuck,” he breathed out.
I held his gaze as his blue eyes darkened. When the shock wore off, he scanned me from head to toe.
Darting my tongue out, I moistened my lower lip. “Like what you see? Thought maybe I could thank you for throwing together an amazing afternoon for me.”
I ran the fingertips of my hand up my bare sternum, between my breasts and back down again to my navel, drawing a groan from deep within Cal’s chest.
Stalking to where I lay, spread out on the bed, his voice dropped an octave. “My motives were purely selfish. Being able to hear your voice in my ear anytime I want? That’s a dream come true.”
Leaning down, Cal caged me in with his hands on either side of my head. I knew what I said next had the power to set him off, torelease the sexual beast I craved. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like a more private vocal recording?”
Growling, he pounced on top of me, pulling the lace covering one breast to the side before dipping his head and feasting on the sensitive flesh of my neck while he plucked the nipple between his fingers. My back arched, begging for more. I was already on edge from imagining what he’d do when he found me, and now that his hands were on my body, I was ready to burst into flames.
Reaching his free hand between my legs, Cal found the scrap of satin covering me there slippery. I was so ready for him, moaning when he pushed the fabric aside and slid a finger deep inside me.
“More,” I begged, breathless as my body bucked against his hand. I didn’t just need more. I needed everything with him.
Cal rewarded me with a second finger as he ground his palm against my swollen clit, and a gasp tore from my throat.
Barely able to think past the blinding pleasure building between my thighs, I tugged at the hem of Cal’s shirt. I needed to feel his skin on mine. Now.
Pulling back enough that I could tear the shirt over his head, Cal took a moment to scan over my body again, his blue eyes liquid pools of desire. I moaned, turned on further by the way he looked at me—like he wanted to devour me whole. I would let him, no questions asked.
His voice was low and gravelly. “Was this expensive?” He gripped the lace covering my upper torso in one fist. “Because I really want to rip it off your body.”
My toes curled hearing him so close to losing control. “Very,” I breathed. “If you rip it, you bought it.”
A sharp tug and the lace fell away, his striking blue eyes never leaving mine. “Worth it.”
That back part of my brain couldn’t shut off, even now, and I teased, “Don’t think I won’t rat you out for blowing your fortune on ruined lingerie if the reporters ask me.”
One corner of his lips quirked up. “Tell them anything you want if that means you’ll claim me as yours.”
Oh, fuck.
All the air left my lungs.
