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“Caroline,” he gasped.
There was a power that accompanied giving him pleasure and hearing him call her name as her mouth moved over him. Her free hand—unbound and not working his cock—reached for his ass. The muscles tensed beneath her touch as his hips rocked forward into her mouth.
“Too much?” he murmured, pulling back.
She ran her lips up and released him. “Trust me. I’ll tell you.”
“I do.” His fingers worked their way into her hair, drawing her mouth back to his erection. “Trust you, that is. But I have limits too. Lick me. Suck on me. But I want to come inside you.”
Her hand rose up to meet her lips and he pulled away. Still tied to him, she dropped to all fours and crawled after him . . .
He glanced behind him. “Shit. I forgot,” he said, eyes widened, before he turned back to his bag and retrieved a condom. She heard the rip and felt the tug on the tie holding them together as he covered himself. Then he looked over his shoulder. “To the bed?”
She nodded and rose up onto her knees. She placed her hands on his butt and held on as she shifted to her feet. “Work on your glutes while baking those pies?”
“You have no idea,” he said with a bark of laughter.
She stepped away and pulled on the sash. “This time, I want to ride you.”
He turned and backed up to the foot of the bed. Slowly, he sat down. “Ready?”
She nodded. And he leaned back on the mattress. She moved with him, climbing onto him, her legs straddling his thighs. She inched her way forward, her hands pressing into his chest as she rose up and then sank down onto his cock.
She welcomed the control. But more than anything, as she began to rock her hips, she wanted his pleasure. She wanted to push him over the edge and fall with him. She felt free, riding him closer and closer to the peak of pleasure—even while bound to him.
Somehow, I’ll find a way to make this work.
I’ll find a way to stay with him.
Chapter 16
CAROLINE PICKED UP the hotel phone at nine-thirty that evening and dialed the number Lily had sent to Josh’s cell. They’d tried once earlier—after they’d shared a shower and pizza—but they’d reached Helena and Ashford’s answering machine.
“Hello?” a soft, female voice said.
Her pulse quickened. “Helena? Please don’t hang up,” she said quickly as Josh sat down on the bed next to her. “This is Caroline. We met on your trip to Forever and I stopped by today with Josh Summers. We’d like to meet with you. Sit down and talk to you. At our hotel or—”
“I can’t come meet you,” Helena whispered urgently. “Not tonight.”
Josh leaned in to hear and she tilted the phone. “What about tomorrow?” she asked as footsteps sounded in the background. “I just want to offer you a way out if you want it. Someone to talk to—”
“Why?”
Her voice was so low that Caroline almost missed the word. “Because your friend, Noah Tager, he was there for me when I needed help. He stood up for me. He tried to save me. And as soon as I knew I wasn’t alone . . . I fought back.”
Caroline closed her eyes. She could still picture the first time Noah had fallen in step beside her while she walked across the base. At first she’d thought she’d misjudged him. He’d seemed like one of the good guys and now she’d have to fight him off too. And probably lose given his tall, muscular frame. He’d win, just like Dustin had won, even if she fought.
But then Noah had stopped by the bathroom door and murmured I’ll walk you back when you’re done. He won’t get to you while I’m standing here.
“You’re not alone,” Caroline said to the woman on the other line.
“You can’t help me.”
The whisper shot through the phone and Caroline’s stomach dropped. “Just don’t hang up,” she said. “Please, Helena.”
“Who are you talking to?” a man’s deep baritone asked. He didn’t raise his voice. But he didn’t need to. The sound carried. And Caroline recognized the implied threat in his seemingly harmless words.
“Someone from the club,” Helena answered quickly. “About a tennis match.”
