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Quinn grabs Jet before he has a chance to do something stupid. “Jet, when you walked on this very plane and told all your friends we were together not that long ago, not one of them gave you shit. Don’t you dare berate the man who’s been kind enough to let us borrow his plane to go on tour!”

“Guys,” Willow says, “I get you want to protect me from the big bad wolf. You’ve always been there when I needed you, and I appreciate it more than you’ll ever know. Caleb’s a good man. He makes me happy.”

With that, they tuck their tails between their legs and go sit next to their women. How hypocritical of them to have their significant others but Willow can’t.

The microphone crackles and Harry’s voice fills the cabin. “Ready for takeoff. Skies are clear, so we should be at our destination in a few hours. Enjoy!”

Grabbing Willow’s hand, I lean down and whisper in her ear, “I think that went well, don’t you?” The sound of her laughter fills the plane as we rush down the runway and take flight. God, I missed her so damn much. This is just a little snippet of time, and then I won’t see her for another three months. I dread the thought.

“Tell me the truth, love. How have you been?” I think I know her answer before she speaks.

“Better, now that you’re here. Do you really have business in Dallas?” I do believe she knows my answer.

“No, I don’t. The thought of not seeing you for all those months was more than I could bear.” When she snuggles into my shoulder, I’ve no doubt she’s trying to hide her tears. Willow and I formed a bond that night in my penthouse. Unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my life. The highs and lows were a tsunami of emotions but something that was critical to her healing. I’m humbled that I was a part of it.

When her breathing slows and I know she’s about to fall asleep, I tickle her face, much like I do with Cadence. Chasing all of her bad dreams away, only allowing the good dreams in.

No one should have witnessed what she did at any age. Let alone on her nineteenth birthday. No wonder she hates her birthdays so much. It’s a crass reminder of what happened that night her world fell apart. Now that I know, I’ll do everything within my power to keep her safe.

Moving forward, every birthday of hers from now on will be celebrated any way she sees fit. Whether it’s a quiet evening alone, a big bash, or a night out on the yacht. I’m going to spoil this woman any way I can. Willow deserves everything I can give her and so much more.

25

WILLOW

When we landed,the limo was there to take us to the hotel. I didn’t know how it was going to play out once we arrived, but Caleb took all the worry out of it.

“Willow and I don’t plan on coming out of our rooms for the next few days, so do not, under any circumstances, bother us.” Well, if there was ever a time I wanted to fall through the floor that would be now.

“That’s good because we don’t plan on leaving our rooms either.” Lucas pulls Abby in for a kiss and there’s that. Jet and Quinn do the same, leaving Trevor out in the cold. I know it won’t last long. Most likely he’ll be hooking up with Melody when the members ofReckless Melodyarrive.

Caleb checks in and insists on carrying our bags to our room. I have a feeling I know why. Once he has the key card in his possession, off we go. Never to be seen again. Kidding, but if I’m missing for more than forty-eight hours, you’ll know why.

After swiping the key card, he tosses the bags inside the room and slams me against the wall. “I’ve been waiting for a fucking month to ravage your mouth. I won’t apologize for being rough, love. I’m feeling anything but gentle in this moment.”

With his hands fisted in the collar of my shirt, he rips it from top to bottom. The force alone causes my breasts to sway, and his mouth dives in to devour. Oh god, I’ve missed him so damn much. “Caleb, don’t stop.”

“Never.” In one swift move, my jeans and thong are wrapped around my feet. Along with my shirt and a few buttons here and there. I look like I was struck by a tsunami, and maybe I was.

Running his nose along my thigh, he inhales and then dives in for a taste. It takes all of my willpower to hang on tight while he slips his tongue in my slit and sucks. “Fuck, I missed you. You’re all the sustenance I need to get me through the day.”

“I missed you too, Boss Man. Now less talk and more action.” He performs long, languid strokes up and down my slit before diving in for another suck. He sure knows how to put that tongue to good use. Within seconds, I can feel my orgasm cresting and when it crashes down all around me, I grind my pussy against his face. Wanting more. Wanting it all.

“That’s it. Come all over my tongue.” With trembling legs and quivering thighs, I do. When it subsides, I feel like a ragdoll. Caleb picks me up, throws me over his shoulder, and slaps my ass. A loud, resounding echo reverberates across the room.

“We’re taking a shower and then I’m going to eat dessert since that was just an appetizer.” I can’t help chuckling. This man is just too much.

Walking into the bathroom, he sits me down on the counter. “Good, because I’m hungry and I love dessert.” A sexy-as-sin smile spreads across his face and my heart skips a beat. I can’t wait any longer. I dive in and ravage his mouth just like he did my pussy a few minutes ago. I can taste myself on his tongue and it just lights another fire in my soul.

“Now it’s my turn to rip off your clothes.” He throws his head back and I watch his throat bob. This man is a god, in bed and out, and my heart is full just watching him. Thick black hair, hazel eyes flecked with a dark green, and a model’s body that would make guys twenty years younger jealous.

Sliding off the counter, I stand in front of him. Slowly and seductively, I unbutton his shirt and cuffs, then run my hands over his shoulders, pushing it off. I take in his obliques, pecs, and abs. While admiring his happy trail that leads inside of his pants. Hot as fuck. When I reach for his belt, he grabs my wrists. “If you unzip my pants and take them off, I won’t be able to stop myself, Willow. I’ll have you on your knees with my cock in your mouth. So, if that’s not what you want, let me undress and you can meet me in the shower.”

When I kneel down, he shudders, releasing my wrists. Reaching up, I slowly unbuckle his belt while holding his gaze. Which is dark and stormy, like a cyclone. My hands are trembling when I unzip his pants and let them fall at his feet. His cock’s as hard as steel and desperate to break free of his boxers. Reaching around, I slip my hands inside of the fabric. My face inches away from his cock. I know for a fact he can feel my warm breath against his shaft. Taking my time, I gradually pull down his briefs, paying close attention to his tight ass. When I glide the silk cloth over his erection, he moans and the monster breaks free. Mm, I can’t wait to taste him.

“Willow, for fuck’s sake, don’t be such a cock tease.” Now it’s my turn to chuckle as I take him in my hands and lick from base to tip. “Oh, fuck yes.” He doesn’t want to be teased, so he grips my head and pushes into my mouth until he bumps the back of my throat. It doesn’t take long before we find a rhythm and I know he’s close.

“I’m going to dirty you all up by coming all over your luscious tits. Are you ready?” When I hum, he pulls out, fists his cock and bellows. Coming all over my tits. Jet after jet of thick hot come shoots me between the tits and it’s never-ending. When he empties his last load, he picks me up and we head into the shower. Only for him to dirty me up again before washing me from head to toe.

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