Page 173 of Lavender Lake
“I kind of understand why they didn’t go on an actual honeymoon,” Wyn said.
“You guys have been up for hours,” I said. “I’m a little slow today. So give me a minute.”
“Oh, a minute to puke up your guts?” Poet asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m still mad at you for not telling me.”
“Meet us at the fire circle,” Wyn said. “We’re going to get Hadley.”
Nodding, I went back into my room and closed the door.
“Come back to bed,” Cas commanded.
“I didn’t know you were awake. My friends are demanding a meeting at the fire circle.”
I slipped into the bathroom to brush my teeth. While I was slathering my brush with toothpaste, Cas appeared and hovered in the doorway.
I met his gaze in the mirror.
“Yes?” I asked.
He came up behind me and slid his hand into my pajama pants. I wasn’t wearing panties.
“Salem,” he growled.
“Didn’t you get enough last night?” I asked. “And early this morning?”
“No.”
He brushed his lips along my neck and I dropped my toothbrush into the sink.
I leaned back into him. “We can’t, Cas. Not here.”
“Yes, here. It’s not the middle of the night. The house is probably empty.”
He removed his hand from my underwear, and then turned on the shower.
“That should mute the sounds you make. But for all that is holy, try to be quiet.”
His tone was husky as he went back to stroking me until I was wet and ready for him.
He shoved the sweats down my legs and did the same with his boxers. Cas gently pressed his hand to my lower back, silently urging me to bend over.
I spread my legs.
“God, I’ll never get tired of this view.”
His crown teased my entrance.
“I’ll never get tired of watching you take my cock,” he said, his voice pitched low.
He fed me inch by inch until he filled me completely. I hissed at the soreness between my legs, but that didn’t stop him.
With one hand, he held my hip. With the other, he slid his fingers between my thighs.
“So fucking wet. So fucking greedy.”
I stifled my cry of pleasure as I gripped the old counter.
My body was so sensitive, so primed. It took only a few deep thrusts and the stroking of his fingers before I clenched around him.
