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I wipe myself off and clean up the mess I've made using hand soap and a roll of paper towels I find in the cabinet under the sink. Maybe I should feel embarrassed, and maybe I do a wee bit, but this is hardly the first time I've needed to come after giving a woman pleasure.
After zipping up my jeans, I swing the bathroom door open.
I might still be breathing harder than usual.
Calli raises her brows, and her gaze flicks down to my waning erection. Arms crossed over her chest, she gestures at my groin with one finger. "Did you go in there to, uh…fannadh?"
Though my breathing has normalized, my cheeks feel hot from exertion. I glance down at the floor and mumble, "Yes. That's what I did."
She lays a palm on my cheek. "How can a wicked man like you be embarrassed about jerking off?"
"Ahmno embarrassed." I twist my mouth into a warped frown. Is this what they call protesting too much?
"Why did you run away? That implies you're em—"
"I am not embarrassed."
Palms out, she raises both hands. "Okay, okay. No need to get huffy with me."
I roll my eyes.
"Oh no," she says, locking her arms over her chest again, "don't give me the eye roll either. You're the one who did…what you did to me and then bolted like a kid caught stealing candy."
"I—" Shoving a hand into my hair, I grumble under my breath. After a moment of forced relaxation, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, I manage to compose myself. Leaning against the doorjamb, I slant my head down to gaze into her emerald eyes. "I've never had this problem before. The way you reacted when I touched you, the way you came under my hand, you were stunning. And it affected me. So much I thought I'd burst in my pants."
"Burst?" She struggles not to smile. "You can say 'fuck' in front of me, but you can't say you were about to come?"
"I can say it." Angling my body toward her, I loop my free arm around her waist. "But I nevercaithin my pants. I never lose control with a woman. This is a new experience for me."
Her arms fall away from her chest to dangle at her sides. She leans toward me just a little. "I'm sure it happens to every guy now and then."
"You don't understand." I skim my hand up and down her back. "It's because of you, because I want you more than any other woman I've known."
"Oh." Her cheeks turn faintly pink. She rubs her lips together while staring at my mouth.
An explosive whack reverberates through the living room as the puppies tear through the dog door. The magnetic plastic flap snaps back into place behind them.
Misty and Mandy barrel straight toward me.
They leap on Calli on their way to me, making her stumble into the wall. The puppies assault me with gleeful ardor. After a moment of flinging their wee bodies at me and flailing their tongues at any part of me they can reach, the puppies settle down to lie at my feet and gaze up at me with rapt adoration. I'd love for Calli to gaze at me that way.
"I have another problem," I say in a casual tone, resting one hand on the doorjamb.
"And is this one also my fault?"
"Not unless you sneaked into my motel last night and ruptured the pipes."
Feigning deep thought, she taps a finger on her chin. "No, I don't recall doing that. But I might've been sleepwalking."
"Hmm." I dance my fingertip over her lips. "Why would you want me homeless?"
"What do you mean 'homeless'?"
"My room was damaged by the burst pipe, and there are no other rooms available."
"There are lots of motels around here. I can get the phone book to look up—"
"Please don't." I grunt as Misty hops up to plant her paws on my stomach. Babbling nonsense to her, I pet the wee pup's head with one hand. "No other rooms available. There's some sort of festival happening and a conference at a nearby university."
