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“I didn’t know it would feel that way. So many feelings…” He kisses the corner of my mouth. “I have no words. But…” He sucks on my bottom lip, then releases it with a delicious scrape of his teeth. “I want to do it again.”
I run my tongue across my tingling lip. “Right now?” My voice is a squeak.
His eyes flicker. “Is that…Is it too soon?”
My body is still in recovery mode, but my pussy throbs, saying,nope, it is definitely not too soon. “It’s not too soon. Never too soon.” I push him onto his back, straddle him, and kiss his luscious lips. “Because you’re mine and I’m yours forever.”
“Forever,” he echoes, his hands slipping over my ass and cupping me. “Now, will you sit on my cock?”
A surprised laugh bubbles up my throat. “With pleasure.”
CHAPTER 20
WILLOWMAN
The three shirts and two pairs of pants that Calista bought for my stay are packed along with the pouch containing a few toiletry items. The backpack is evidence that I’m leaving. Moving on. But to where?
Where does someone go when they can go anywhere? Where does someone go when their past is dead?
Freedom is a loaded word, one that I’ve turned over in my mind too many times and discarded along with my dreams. But now that it’s in my lap and I have the chance to make my dreams a reality, I have no clue what those dreams are.
A shadow fills the doorway to the small guest room. “Are you going to stare at the pack all day or are you going to come into the kitchen for breakfast?” Cali says.
Her hair is tied in a messy knot on top of her head today, and she’s thrown overalls over a T-shirt. But even dressed casually, the woman is stunning.
She arches a brow. “Earth to Marcel…”
“I’m not sure I can eat.”
“You could stay, you know. I could use talent like yours.”
But if I stay, then I’ll never leave, and then…then I’ll be trapped once more. Here. By obligation and duty and maybe even love. I turn to face her. The beautiful, courageous woman who crossed my path all those years ago and who I formed an unbreakable bond with.
“Do youwantme to stay?”
“Of course I do. But only ifyouwant to,” she adds reluctantly.
The shadows of loneliness shelter in her eyes. She succeeds in hiding them well but not from me. “Are you happy here?”
“It’s a place,” she says. “It needs me, so…”
“There are other places.”
She smiles, and her cheeks dimple. “You offering to take me on a tour, old man?”
“Hey, enough of the old man!” I press a hand to my chest. “I’m not that much older than you.”
“True…true, but I look so much better.”
I can’t argue with that. “You know if I could stay…if we could…”
“I know…And you know if I could tag along with you, then…”
“I know.”
Calista and I are a dangerous combination. Even staying here, under the same roof as her for a handful of days has been a risk. For the both of us.
“Do you know where you’ll go?” she asks.
