CHAPTER7
Megan had no problem letting Caleb take the lead with their scavenger hunt clues. Given their detour activity, it was unlikely they would win. But they still needed to play and at least pretend they cared and weren’t thinking about continuing their activities in a bed.
“I could taste you forever.” Forever.It was that last word that Caleb said in the bathroom that stuck with Megan for the rest of the day – through the end of the scavenger hunt, watching Rose and Henry win, and getting ready for dinner and drinks at the swanky Starfire Lake Country Club, where Henry’s family were members.
Megan had spent the longest eight months of her career in the kitchen of the Club before finding her current position. Chef Roger ruled over his kitchen like a kingdom and he was given divine authority. She’d almost quit and considered another career. Instead, the experience had taught her what not to do as a leader.
It didn’t help that Henry’s family were friends with Roger, which Megan knew meant Roger would make an appearance at the table. Maybe she could slip out to the bathroom when he did. She had zero desire to see him again.
She took one last look in the mirror and stepped into the hall.
Caleb was against the wall next to her door. He smiled as he saw her. “You look lovely.”
Warmth spread through her at the compliment. “Thanks. You look pretty good yourself.” It was the truth. The dark slacks and light green collared short-sleeve shirt fit him like a dream.
Caleb held out his arm and Megan wrapped her fingers into the crook of his elbow. “Would you like to ride with me?” He asked the question as he led her down the staircase.
“That sounds nice. Thanks.” It also meant they’d have an excuse for being alone. Plus, Megan hated driving in the wedges she wore.
Rose, Henry, and Rebecca were all in one car. Ainsley rode with Tucker, Tyler, Theresa, and Matthew. There was space in Rose’s car, but Megan was not in the mood to listen to wedding plans and frustrations for the drive.
It was a twenty-minute drive to the country club from the farmhouse, and Megan knew exactly how she wanted to spend the time. She formulated a plan to make sure the other cars left first.
“Oh, hang on, I forgot something inside.” She dashed back in and watched from behind the curtains of the front window as Henry and Tucker both exited the driveway.
Caleb had started back up to the house and met her at the front door. “As badly as I want to bury myself in you again, people will get suspicious if we’re too late, Megs.”
The desire was clear as day in his green eyes. Megan’s pussy clenched at his words, and she stumbled over hers. “No, no. We can leave now.”
A few moments later, they were in the car and en route to dinner. Caleb reached across the space between their seats to grasp her hand. He brought it to his lips and smiled at her before he pressed a kiss to her knuckles. He twined their fingers together and rested them on the edge of her seat.
It was such an endearing thing to do, and Caleb did it with such a casual grace that it took Megan by surprise. A sense of security washed over her, one that she wasn’t ready to examine yet.
She smiled at him. “There’s something I’ve always wanted to try.”
“Oh, yeah? And what’s that?”
Megan bit her lip, extricated her fingers from his and slid her palm up his thigh to rub his cock through his pants.
Caleb’s breath whooshed out, and he readjusted his position in the seat. “Oh, hell yes.”
Megan laughed and unzipped his pants. He was already hard, and he helped her maneuver his clothes out of the way. Megan pulled her seatbelt until it had enough give for her to reach him with her mouth.
Megan braced herself as she leaned across the seats and licked the tip of him, and Caleb groaned. Her pussy throbbed, and she wrapped her mouth around his cock. She used her tongue to massage him and moved up and down his shaft, deeper and deeper until she gagged and had to pull back.
“God, I’m not going to last long.”
Megan hummed, drunk on the power she had over him. Caleb’s hips jerked in response, but he kept the car safely on the road.
“Hang on, Megs. I’m going to pull over. I don’t want that pretty mouth of yours to get us into trouble.”
She sat up in her seat but kept her hand on him, squeezing every so often. Caleb’s breathing was ragged as he pulled into an unlit corner of an empty parking lot.
Megan unbuckled herself. Caleb threw the gearshift into park. Megan all but climbed across the space between their seats and licked his cock.
One of his hands was on the back of her head, the grip gentle, and the other across her back as if looking for an anchor.
“That’s it.” Caleb moaned. “Take my cock in your pretty little mouth like the good girl you are.”
