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Doesn’t matter. The way my body’s buzzing right now, I’m pretty sure I could stay on my knees like this for the rest of the night.
CHAPTER 32
CASEY
I’m shaking.
That was intense.
Like fucking intense.
This woman.
As my heart starts to slowly drop back to a rate that doesn’t make me feel like I’m about to pass out, I glide my hands around to Caroline’s belly, then travel up. Cupping her luscious tits, I pull her upright so she can lean back against me.
We’re both still panting, sweat coating our skin as I hold her tight, wrapping my arms all the way around her.
I lightly scrape my teeth over her shoulder before kissing the skin and securing her against my chest. Her hair nestles against my shoulder and under my chin. It tickles but I’m not moving for anything.
“That was…” She’s still puffing, struggling to speak.
“I know, right?” I flop back on the bed, bringing her with me.
We’re a sweaty, wet mess, but I can clean the sheets tomorrow. Lying on my back, I rearrange her body until she’s curled against my side. Her crazy curls still tickle beneath my chin, and I tuck them away, smoothing back her hair while she drapes her arm over my stomach.
I don’t know if I’m ever going to be able to form a coherent sentence after that.
I took her deep and hard, but she seemed to get off on it. My cock feels almost tender after such a wild ride, but Mr. Jones fucking loves me right now. He’s gone limp, back into rest mode so he can recover, but I can tell he’s grateful.
Playing with the back of her hair, I whisper my fingers over her curls as her breathing finally starts to slow, dropping into an even tempo. Cyndi’s still playing for us, softly singing, “Time After Time.”
Caroline’s gone so still against me, I whisper just in case. “Are you asleep?”
“No, my body is still on fire. I swear, if you touch any of my lady parts right now, I’ll jump through the roof.”
I go to reach for the spot between her legs, and she slaps my hand away with a laugh. “Don’t you dare.”
With a laugh of my own, I rest my hand over hers and pull it up to my chest, playing with her fingers while I stare at the ceiling.
The lamp beside my bed casts a soft glow over the room. I should switch it off so we can get some shut eye, but I can’t move right now. I just want to soak in this: the weight of her body next to mine, her soft, plump boobs squished against my chest and side. I could get used to this.
Fuck. I could totally get used to this.
I blink and do my best not to freak out.
This is everything I didn’t want—intimate cuddles and sleepovers. From what I’ve seen, it only ever leads to fights and stress and breakups.
I never wanted that for myself, but can you hear me asking Caroline to leave right now?
If anything, I’m holding her tighter.
If anything, I’m wanting to whisper secrets in her ear and find out all of hers.
“Hey, when I saw you today”—the words are popping out of me before I can stop them—“you seemed kind of sad. I wanted to make you feel better.”
“And you did.”
“But I didn’t solve the problem, did I? I just distracted you from it.”
