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“Wow, what a romantic invitation,” Aubrey deadpans.

“You want romance, baby? Then C-Bomb’s not yourman. You want orgasms? Come to papa.” Why am I acting like this, when all day long, it’s become painfully obvious to me how much I desperately want to give Aubrey both romance and orgasms? Why, why, why can’t I simply tell her how I’m feeling about her?

“Well, first of all, I don’t want to have sex withC-Bomb,” Aubrey huffs out. “And second of all, ideally, I want both. Romance and orgasms, whenever I find my person. Don’t worry, I know he’s not you. Obviously. But, yes, I definitely want and deservebothin my next relationship.”

Fuck me. The thought of her with someone else makes me homicidal. And yet, this is a self-imposed wound, isn’t it? I practically forced her to say that shit to me.Why? Why am I pushing her away, when all I want to do is take her into my arms and confess I’m starting to feel something amazing for her. Something that makesmewant to be her next relationship?

“Why are you suddenly acting like a caveman?” she asks. “I don’t understand you.”

That makes two of us,baby. “There’s not much to understand, Aubrey. I want to fuck you. Not talk about fucking Aloha Carmichael.”

“Jeez, Caleb. Sorry. She’s my all-time favorite artist, so I was excited to find out you’ve met her.” She’s standing now. Her hands on her hips. “What the fuck is your problem? Tell me what’s going on in your head.”

“I’m horny. That’s my problem. That’s the sum total of what’s going on in my head. The desire to fuck you. So, are you in or out, babysitter? If you’re out, tell me now, and I’ll go take a cold shower.”

Aubrey rubs a palm down her face. “God, I hate myself for this, given how rude you’re being; but, yes, I’m in. Only if you promise not to be a jerk while fucking me, though.”

“Deal.”

“Also, only if you ask me nicely.”

“I just did.”

Aubrey scoffs. “If that was your idea of nice, then my answer is no.”

“You already said yes.”

“With a caveat.”

I roll my eyes and take a deep breath. “Aubrey Capshaw, please come to bed with me.”

“Come on, Caleb. You can do it nicer than that.”

Fuck it. I take a few steps, till I’m standing directly in front of her, and slowly sink to my knees before her. “Please, Aubrey. If I don’t fuck you tonight, I’m not sure I’ll survive till morning.” She laughs, thinking I’m joking around. But, sadly, I’m not.

“What, exactly, will kill you, if I say no?”

“My aching balls will most likely explode, and I’ll bleed out.”

Aubrey laughs again. “Well, jeez, now that I know it’s a matter of life and death, how could I say no?”

Relieved, I stand up, take Aubrey’s face in my hands, and pull her mouth to mine for a passionate, hungry kiss. And just like that, we’re both on fire again, every bit as much as last night. Even more so, I’d say, now that we both know what awaits us.

As our kiss deepens, I feel a shockwave of greed scorch through me. It’s beyond something physical. Far beyond lust. Just this fast, I’m pretty sure I literallyneedthis woman in my life. And, honestly, if that’s the case, that scares the shit out of me.

I lift Aubrey up by her ass and press her center into my steely bulge, and Aubrey responds with a soft moan and grinding motion that sends lust rocketing through me. Fuckme. She already owns me, this woman. I don’t want that to be true. It’s thoroughly inconvenient for a guy like me. But this taste of her is confirming it.I’m a fucking goner.

Still holding her by her ass cheeks, I carry Aubrey inside the house, and she wraps her legs around me and grinds herself into me while running her hands greedily through my hair.

Quickly, I realize my bedroom is too far away for me to survive the journey without my balls exploding before arrival.I need to get my mouth on Aubrey’s perfect tits right fucking now.

Chapter 23

Caleb

Ilay Aubrey down on the couch and begin furiously peeling off her clothes. “I’ve been drooling over your perfect tits all day,” I confess, as I toss her crop top to the floor. To emphasize my point, I lean in and suck on a peaked nipple, and she moans softly and writhes at the sensation.

After devouring both Aubrey’s tits with fervor, I slide off her shorts, murmuring about how much I’ve been dying to eat her pussy again. “Hate me if you want, if it gets you off, but nobody can give you orgasms like I can.”

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