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“Now.”
I obey rather than telling him that I don’t need to touch myself. He’s going to make me come without it, but there’s nothing wrong with a little heightened sensation.
“Eyes open,” he growls. “Don’t fucking look away from me when I’m inside of you.”
I snap my eyes to him and slide my fingers over my clit at the same time. The result is electric, and my body clenches around him.
His jaw unhinges as my body starts to pulse around him. That devilish smile spreads across his entire face, and I revel in it. In all the years we’ve been friends, I’ve never seen this look. I think I might love it the most.
He’s still powering in and out of me, my body taking him willingly now. I have no doubt I’ll be sore when it’s over.
Overwhelmed with sensation, I pull my slick fingers from between my legs and press them to his lips.
He groans as he opens his mouth, licking my fingers before shoving forward one last time and pulsing inside of me.
I did nothing but let him have my body, but it has still left me panting for breath.
He presses his forehead against mine, his own breathing just as ragged.
“Fuck, that was perfect.”
I nod my head against his in agreement.
“I need my panties,” I whisper, loving the way his cheeks rise with his smile.
He steps back, groaning as he locks his eyes between my legs.
Now that it’s over, I’m more capable of feeling embarrassed, but then he reaches down, capturing the semen making a trail down my leg, and he presses it back into me.
“Don’t want any of that escaping,” he says, taking a little extra time to dip that finger into me twice more before stepping back.
He pulls my panties from his pocket, looking down at them as if there’s something wrong.
“What?” I ask when he drops down and holds them open for me to step into.
“I was planning on keeping these.”
Another rush of gooseflesh covers my skin.
That isn’t something he’s supposed to say. We aren’t hooking up for any other reason than to get pregnant. It didn’t work the way I thought it should the other night, so this is his correction. I can admit when I’m wrong, but I can’t allow my mind to read any more into it.
As soon as my panties are back up around my hips, I turn to wash my hands, feeling another rush of warmth coat my skin when I look back at him and see him with his finger in his mouth.
I’ve only ever read in books where a man was okay with tasting his own cum, but Lord alive, the sight of him doing it makes me want to head out front and lock the door so we can have the day to act out every scene in the book he clearly went home and read last night. There’s something in chapter nineteen that really piqued my interest.
I take a deep breath and step away from the sink so he can wash up. Instead of sticking around for the awkward part, I grab an apron, pull it over my head, and turn to go to the front of the bakery.
“Chase!” I screech when I see Madison’s fiancé standing in front of the display case.
“Adalynn,” he says, his eyes going to my hair.
I lift my hand to the mess of waves, but I have no doubt it looks crazy with the way Cash was fisting it not long ago.
“I swear, Adalynn, that mouth of yours is—”
Cash runs right into my back, his hands going to my hips before he notices Chase standing right in front of us.
My cheeks have got to be as red as my hair.
