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He lifts my last shirt carefully over my head, pausing to kiss my bare shoulder.

“I’ve never been with anyone without a condom,” I say against his neck. “And I’ve been on birth control for a long time.”

“Never?” he rasps. “I don’t know why I said that. I wouldn’t care if you had been, as long as we’re going into this knowing we’re clear of everything. I haven’t either…and I’m free of all the things,” he adds and shakes his head. “Did that make sense? I can’t think straight when you’re touching me.”

I grin, leaning over and nipping his bottom lip. “Same here. All clear.” And then I turn and look at him over my shoulder as I walk toward his bathroom. “Whoever gets naked first gets to come first.”

“Oh, are those the rules?” His voice is raspy.

His pupils dilate as I take off my pants and reach into the shower to turn on the water. His hand slides under my lacy panties and he squeezes, cursing under his breath.

The water runs, and the steam warms the room. I’moverheated anyway, with his hands on me. Senses on overload as he dips his fingers inside. The way he turns me around and lowers to his knees, watching my reactions as he chases the sway of my hips with his tongue diving deep…it’s too much and it’s just right.

The rules go out the window and I fall apart before my panties ever fully hit the floor.

But there’s nothing compared to feeling him bare inside me.Nothing.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

CALLUM

“Are yousureit’s okay that we’re not taking more than this?” Ruby asks.

She’s balancing two chocolate pies on her lap, and a fruit salad is held in place between her knee-high boots as we drive to Grinny’s on Thanksgiving.

“Yep, still positive.”

“Uncle Pierre is bringing a few things, but I should’ve made more of an effort.” She sighs, fidgetingand looking sexy as all fuck in her soft amber sweater that matches her eyes, tight black jeans, and her hair up in two messy buns.

“I promise what you’re bringing is perfect,” I tell her. “You look beautiful. I like your hair like that...”

“Thank you.” She blows a curl away from her eye. “You didn’t give me much time to get ready this morning, so I had to get creative.”

I hum, unable to apologize for the way I made her scream with pleasure this morning. I can’t keep my hands off of her. We took care of the animals yesterday, but every chance in between, I had her up against the wall in the barn and the shower and in the bed in her RV…and a couple times in the kitchen. It was a day I’ll never forget.

But every day with her feels that way.

This morning was even better.

She gives me a stern look when she catches me staring at her.

“None of those bedroom eyes until we’re back home and far,faraway from your family. They’re already going to take one look at me and know what we’ve been doing!”

I squeeze her thigh, loving the way her breath hitches when I slide closer to that sweet divide between her legs. I press my thumb over her with just enough pressure…

“If they don’t know by looking at you, they’ll for sure know when they see me,” I tell her.

I can’t help but laugh when her expression changes to horror, but I continue rubbing and her mouth parts. When she whimpers, I pull over to the side of the road and turn to face her. I move the pies to the floor next to the fruit salad and her eyes are glazed as she looks at me.

“Callum, I cannot go into your grandmother’s house looking like I’ve just had an orgasm.”

“Wouldn’t it help you relax a little bit?”

She makes a face and then laughs as she nods. I don’t waste time. I unzip her jeans and tug them down enough to get my hands beneath her pretty underwear. She moans and her head falls back against the seat when I make contact with her bare skin. Her teeth clamp down on her lower lip when I groan at how wet she is. My fingers dip in and out and it sounds obscene in the contained space of my truck. When I tap and rub her sweetest spot with my other hand, she gasps my name.

“Don’t stop,” she whispers. “Mmm, please.”

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