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“Just keep grinding,” he said.
His thumb found my clit, and I shivered. Goosebumps puckered my skin, and I opened my mouth to moan loudly, but Cal’s other hand covered it, preventing any noise. I grabbed his hand, holding it in place. My hips moved a tiny bit faster as I longed for that pressure on my throbbing clit.
“Don’t stop,” he growled, face tensing. He was close.
So was I.
We fought the urge to speed up, staying slow the entire time until his cock abruptly twitched.
My eyes popped open, and at the first explosion of his cum deep inside me, my walls clamped down around him furiously as I shook violently with my orgasm. Only his arm, still raised to keep a hand over my mouth, kept me from falling forward. I had both hands latched onto his wrist and was leaning into him with all my weight.
He held me there without any tremble as we rode the high of our climaxes together, eyes locked on the other, drowning in the pleasure we’d inflicted on the other.
It was over far too fast, but even knowing that, a smile tugged on my lips.
I knew there would be many, many more. Because we had forever to look forward to.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Madison
“Iwant to ask something of you.”
There was a slight hitch in his voice when he spoke.
I turned away from the mountain valley view we’d been enjoying for the past hour, comfortably ensconced in one another’s arms atop the thick blanket. To my side, the remnants of a surprise picnic lunch lay forgotten.
“What is that, my love?” I asked, curious as to what, after all that had happened, could cause him to feel so uncomfortable. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine,” he said, pulling away slightly to better look me in the eyes. “Especially now that Jair located the receptionist and found out Cleye was paying him. Everything is all solved and peaceful now.”
“Just fine?” I asked, well aware of the relief he felt knowing there were no loose ends.
He smiled. “Caught that, did you?”
I nodded. “Hard to miss. Something’s clearly on your mind. What can I do for you?”
Cal shook his head. “What I want to ask of you is for us. But only you can do it. If you want.”
“This sounds serious.”
“It is.” He chewed on his lip for a moment, looking away as he gathered his words.
I loved him a little more at that moment. The willingness to show me his vulnerabilities was a sign of his trust in me. His ability to handle a functional relationship.
“Well, go on, then. Ask me,” I said, rubbing one of his arms in support.
“I’m working on it,” he said, trying to put a smile on his face.
I saw through it instantly. This was big. Really big.
“Hey,” I said gently, sitting up properly, taking his hand in mine and squeezing it. “You can ask me anything, Cal. Anything you want.”
“I know.” He swallowed. The man wasnervous. “It’s not the asking that bothers me. It’s the fear you’ll say no.”
“You won’t ever know unless you ask,” I told him. “I might say yes.”
He nodded, licking his lips, glancing down between us.
