Page 78 of Hello Forever
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The day went by quickly.It felt good to think about work again, as opposed to all the big questions inmylife.
I missed Cax, though. And I wasn’t sure it was a good sign that I hadn’t heard from him after our big discussion in the vacant house on NewburyStreet.
At home that evening, I sent him a text.Canwetalk?
He came back with:Can I call you around ten? Pajamasoptional.
Ofcourse.
I was awfully tired, and staying up until ten proved harder than it should have. I ate a piece of lasagna and watched some sports highlights on television. Then I got into bed to wait forCax’scall.
Unfortunately, ten o’clock came and went without my phone ringing. At ten minutes past, I texted him again.Are youfreenow?
There was no response. But a minute later, someone knocked onmydoor.
And, goddamn it, I actually experienced a shiver of fear. There was no reason to feel unsafe in my apartment. The only man in town who’d ever wanted to hurt me was locked up. But the subconscious is a bitch sometimes. “Who is it?” Icalled.
“Just some guy,” Cax’s voice said from behind the door. “Some guy who wants to get younaked.”
I shivered again for an entirely different reason. Then I hustled over to the door and opened it as quickly as humanly possible. “Hi,” I breathed as Cax came in, bringing the January chillwithhim.
He kissed me once, quickly. “Get back in bed, babe. It’s cold. And that’s where I want you,anyway.”
Heat flared in my groin as I obeyed him, crossing the room and climbing into my bed again. We’d always lacked for time alone, and this was the best kind of gift. “You left Jared incharge?”
“All three of them are asleep. I left a note on the kitchen table saying where I’d gone. But my plan is to go home around seven tomorrow morning, so I can get Scotty up for school.” He stood over me beside the bed, shifting his weight from foot to foot. “Isthatokay?”
“That is better than okay. Now getoverhere.”
He grinned, those hazel eyes smiling at me. He shucked off his coat and put his hands to the buttons of his oxfordshirt.
“Let me do that,” I said, my voice husky. “Take off your jeans,though.”
His long fingers manipulated his belt, and I felt myself growing hard. I’d always wanted this man, and here he was, taking off his clothes for me. I yanked my T-shirt over my head, but it got stuck on myfuckingcast.
“Let me,” he said, kneeling on my bed, easing it off. “Oh, yeah,” he said with a sigh, straddling my thighs. He tossed the T-shirt away and leaned down to kiss mychest.
I tipped my head back against the pillows and sighed with happiness. He tongued my nipple and I groaned. “Best idea you everhad,Caxy.”
“One of ’em,” he agreed, kissing his way up to my neck. “I want you to fuck me. I’ve been thinking about itallday.”
The words drew a moan from my lips. “Damn, I like hearing you say it almost as much as I likedoingit.”
He lay down beside me, taking care to avoid my broken arm. He put his lips beside my ear. “Spent my whole life being careful what I said,” he whispered. “But now I just want to shout it from therooftops.”
“Go for it,” I breathed. My body was humming with arousal as Cax let his fingers drift across my belly. “Tell me more of whatyouwant.”
“Mmm,” he said, and my dick twitched at the breathy sound. “You’re going to lay on your back, and I’m going to ride you while youfuckme.”
“Jesus,” I whispered as an electric current of lust ran straight from my ear to my balls. “Whatelse?”
“You’re going to come in my ass, and I’m going to come all over your chest while I suck on yourtongue.”
“Ungh,” I gasped. “Get the lube.Quick.”
He chuckled and dove toward the bedside table. How was this my life? Cax, the man of my dreams, had somehow become acquainted with his inner dirty-talker. I lubed up my fingers as he turned toward the foot of the bed and presented his ass to me. “I don’t know what’s got into you,” I said, stroking my fingers into his crease. “But I like it.” I penetrated him gently with my forefinger, and he gave ahappygasp.
