Page 148 of Lavender Lake

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“Would you like that, Salem?” he rasped.

“Yes.”

He rocked against me. “Have you ever been fucked that way before?”

“No,” I whispered. “You’ll be the first.”

“I’ll be the only.”

He brushed his lips against my forehead. “I’ll make it so good for you, you’ll beg me to do it again and again.”

“You’re not playing fair.”

“If I have to suffer, so do you.”

“Misery loves company, huh?”

“Yes.”

I raised my chin and bit his lip, causing him to curse. And then I soothed his pain with my tongue.

“Two can play that game,” I stated. “I’m not having sex with you until after the wedding. If you want to torture me, then I’m going to return the favor.”

“You wench.”

I moved against him, brushing against his erection which caused him to hiss.

“I have no one to blame but myself, do I?” he rumbled.

“Kinda. Yeah.”

I grinned and kissed his chin. “Good night, Cas. Sleep well.”

And then I rolled over and wiggled my ass against him.

With a growl, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight to his chest. “Go to sleep, tater tot.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

The Ranch

“Get up!” I hissed at Cas.

He cracked an eye open. “Shhh. It’s early.”

“It’s not that early,” I snapped, sitting up and climbing out of bed. “Don’t you hear what’s going on?”

He frowned. “There are people moving around downstairs.”

“People,” I repeated. “As in, the house is already awake, but you are still in my room.”

There was a knock on my bedroom door.

“Salem?” Wyn called.

“Hang on,” I called back.

I shoved Cas out of bed. “Bathroom,” I mouthed.

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