Page 43 of Playing With My Fire

“Yes, seriously. I know if Caleb invited you that he filled you in on all the rules. So, you must know that this is a judgment free zone. As long as it’s…”

“Safe, sane, and consensual.” She nods. “Yes, he’s drilled that into my head.”

“Then, I don’t understand, sweet girl. How could you possibly think that you don’t belong?”

A big, fat tear escapes that I can’t help but wipe away. Then, her chilled skin has me needing to warm her, so I cup her face, and she leans into my hand, endearing her to me even more.

I am so utterly fucked.

Chapter Fifteen

? Caleb ?

After I finish hammering another post in the ground, I reach for my discarded t-shirt in my back pocket to mop my sweaty face. It’s way too hot for March but it seems Mother Nature is an impatient bitch this year.

My face is still buried when I hear the familiar roar of a truck, and I can’t hide the giant grin on my face when I pull the material away.

I watch him intently as he saunters over to the fence separating us. He climbs it with ease before taking a seat, making the damn fence look like his very own throne.

“You stalking me, Sir?”

His eyes dilate ever so slowly. His tongue peeks out of his mouth and slowly swipes across his bottom lip. “And if I was?”

I shrug. “May have to get a restraining order.”

He chuckles softly. “Nothing short of death will keep me away from you.”

My knees go weak and when my mouth opens, no sound escapes.

With a single crook of his finger, I go to him. Like a moth to a flame, I wander over, stopping just short of touching.

When he pulls me between his thighs, I resist at first. “I’m all sweaty.”

His whiskey eyes narrow. “You think I give a damn?”

My grin widens. “I suppose not.”

Talking becomes a thing of the past as he tugs me impossibly closer before kissing me with the same veracity that he fucks. Although it’s been so long, not since our one night stand, I’m not sure if I remember correctly.

He pulls away, but I follow, not ready to lose this yet. He chuckles into my mouth and deepens the kiss once more, his tongue mapping every inch of my mouth.

Reluctantly, I let him go the second time, but I lean into him, my head cradled against his chest so I can listen to his speeding heart.

“Your heart’s racing.”

He nuzzles into my neck sending all kinds of delicious sparks through my body. “It always does when I’m around you.”

I stand up and study his gorgeous face. I’m not sure what I’m looking for, perhaps to see if he’s joking, but there’s nothing but sincerity.

“When you gonna fuck me again?”

His smile is beguiling as he leans in to rub my nose with his. “My, my, you certainly are a voracious lover. This morning wasn’t enough for you?”

This morning, he woke me with his tongue inside my hole and refused to leave until I came all over his face. My cock hardens painfully just thinking about it.

“I want you inside me, again.”

“Mmm.” That magical mouth moves down my cheek, my jaw before finding a home where my neck meets my shoulder. “Part of the reason I came was to invite you to dinner at my place.”

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