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“Here, let me show you around. First, I need to let Sir Barksalot outside to pee. He has a covered pen for when the weather is crappy.” Caden led me from the foyer into the living room, which opened into the kitchen with a bar top separating the two. The open floor plan was nice and spacious, and a sliding glass door led out to a back porch and the dog’s pen.

Once he let the dog out, he led me through the kitchen to a hallway with a bathroom, a small exercise room, and finally, a large bedroom.

Caden went straight for his dresser, where he pulled out some clothes and set them on the bed. He then went to the hall closet and grabbed a towel that he handed to me. “I’ll be in the kitchen. I need to dry the dog off and figure out something for lunch. Are you hungry?”

I nodded even though I hadn’t thought about food once since he demanded I come home with him.

“Okay, if you need anything, just shout.”

“Thanks.”

I stared at his ass while he walked away, another dirty fantasy making its way into my head.

CHAPTER FOUR

Caden

Stupid idea.Stupid, stupid idea.

I should’ve just let her go home. What the hell was I thinking?

Now the hot older woman was naked and showering in my bathroom, and my dick wanted to explode.

I hadn’t stopped thinking about her since I saw her, and after jerking off to thoughts of what I wanted to do to her last night and this morning, I couldn’t believe she was actually here. In my shower.Naked.

I should’ve driven her home and made sure she got in safe. Eased my overprotective mind without the risk of having her here.

Because something inside me kept warning me she wasn’t the one-and-done type, and for some reason, I didn’t want her to be, either. She deserved more than that.

I finished drying Sir Barksalot off with a towel and tossed him a bone to keep him entertained. I checked the fridge anddecided BLTs were a good choice, considering I had some leftover cooked bacon from my burgers last night.

My wet T-shirt stuck to my skin, and I couldn’t take it any longer. I ripped the shirt off and headed to my bedroom to grab a dry one for now.

I stepped into the hallway as the bathroom door opened, and Veda emerged in only a towel. She jumped and let out a high-pitched shriek when she saw me, her wet clothes and towel tumbling to the floor as her hands flew upward.

My mouth dropped open when my eyes fell on her luscious curves, her generous breasts and pert nipples, down to her rounded tummy and a tuft of hair between her legs. My dick strained in my pants, and a second later, the shock wore off and I blinked. “Shit! Sorry!” I quickly turned the other way as she scrambled to cover herself with the towel. When I peeked over my shoulder, her gaze lingered on my bare back, and she licked her lips.

Holy fucking shit, I could come in my pants right now.

“Did you like what you saw?” Veda asked, her voice taking on a hint of seduction.

I shifted back around and watched as her eyes ran over my inked chest and washboard stomach. Her lips parted, and her tongue darted out. “Fuck yes.”

She dropped the towel once more and wagged her pointer finger at me.

I swallowed hard before I closed the short distance between us and took her into my arms. I pushed her up against the wall, my hands fisting her hair as my mouth found hers in a fury of passion.

She groaned, and I drank the sound down greedily, unable to get enough. My hands dropped down her neck, over her shoulders, and down her arms. I lifted each arm above her head and wrapped one of my hands around her wrists, holding her inplace. My mouth attacked hers, and my tongue dueled with hers as we feverishly kissed. My free hand roamed over her breasts, squeezing each one before slowly sliding down her stomach and between her legs.

Veda arched her back, pressing her large breasts into my chest and grinding her pussy against my hand. I slid my middle finger up and over her clit, down to her sweet hole, and back up again, spreading her creamy juices all over. “My dirty girl is horny, isn’t she?” I whispered before I nibbled on her earlobe and sucked on her neck.

“So fucking much,” she choked out between gasps of breath as my finger made circles over and over on her sensitive nub. She moaned when I stopped, and my finger plunged inside her warm folds, moving in and out, in and out. My thumb worked her clit as I pumped two fingers inside, and I couldn’t wait to see her fall apart in my arms right here, right now.

“Fuck, Caden, oh my God,” Veda cried out. “I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming so hard.” She panted, and her legs shook violently. I didn’t stop until she came again and again. When I finally released her arms, they flopped down to her sides like two wet noodles.

“I like watching you come, you sexy woman, you,” I growled before lifting her into my arms and carrying her to my bedroom. I kicked the door shut behind me and walked her over to my bed before laying her down. Her head rested on top of my pillows, leaving me room to climb above her and settle myself between her legs. “Get ready to come again.”

“Fuck, I don’t think I can come again. I—” Veda said, but I didn’t listen. I parted her folds with my fingers and licked her from clit to slit, over and over, before finally latching onto her clit. “Fuckkkk.”

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