Page 80 of Fallen Hero

She’d met Jack and Cat in Mexico but not Gavin and Aiden.

“I think I need to shower first.”

I dropped my head to nuzzle her neck.

She smelled like sex and her perfume. As much as I hated her washing away what we’d shared, it was probably a good idea.

I pressed a kiss against her throat, before I went in for a real kiss.

Two seconds later, our tongues touched, and once again I was lost in her. It wasn’t until my unruly cock jumped back to attention that I broke the kiss.

As soon as I pulled back, Calli’s fingertips went to her lips.

“You taste like me,” she whispered.

I couldn’t stop my smile. “Yeah, baby, that’s what happens when—”

Her fingers left her lips to cover my mouth.

“Don’t start. If you turn me on, you won’t have time—”

My brows winged up. “If?”

Calli rolled her eyes to the ceiling and left them there when she mumbled, “Smug bastard.”

There was no heat to her insult. The last thing I wanted to do was go downstairs when Calli was being playful and sweet.

Unfortunately, duty called.

But not before I left her with something to think about.

“I wouldn’t call it smug as much as I’d call it confident. And before you call me arrogant, there’s no other way I can be when I barely touch you and you come for me.” I felt her stiffen beneath me. “I don’t know how you could twist that in your head, but I can feel that you did, so let me straighten you out.” Calli’s eyes narrowed along with her head jerking back on the pillow. I lowered my face so all she could see was me when I informed her, “It’s hot, Calista. The way your body responds to me. Not only do I like it, I fucking love how quickly I get you off. It means I get to make you feel good—the more times I can do that, the better. We straight?”

“Yes.”

The look in her eyes said we weren’t, but I didn’t have time to coax it out of her.

“We’re not. But I need to get cleaned up, which means we’ll continue this later.”

“I said I was straight, Mason. No need to talk more about it.”

With time being limited, I should’ve given her that play, but I couldn’t.

“Do me a favor, Calista, and don’t bullshit me. Not when I’m lying on you while you’re naked. Not when I still got the taste of you on my tongue. Not about something as important as me making sure you’re not only comfortable about what we’ve done but also needing to make sure you understand you’re safe with me to react and talk to me when you’re not clear about something I’ve said. But mostly, don’t ever bullshit me about anything.”

She completely relaxed under me, her face softened, and her eyes held mine when she softly said, “Okay, Mason.”

I was positive it made me a dick, me wanting her to completely trust me when I knew I wouldn’t offer her the same.

Yet I couldn’t bring myself to feel guilty about it.

Chapter Nineteen

There was a saying about biting off more than you could chew. I wasn’t sure if that was exactly the case, but I was definitely in over my head.

Still lying in the bed where Mason had just given me my first ever oral sex experience, I smiled at the ceiling.

I didn’t care I was forty and too old to lie in bed, giddy that the boy I liked had gone down on me—the results of that were insanely spectacular. Somehow I didn’t think that twentysomething men had mastered the skills Mason had, so for once I didn’t feel like I’d missed out on anything. I doubted that many women had the same experience their first time. Or maybe they did, what the hell did I know.