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Perched on the edge of the bed, she pushed her legs apart and stared at his dark cock, glossy from her saliva, bobbing out in front of her. He was so big, she couldn’t believe she’d fit him into her mouth.

Cal grabbed her knees and pulled her legs around his hips. Grabbing the globes of her ass to lift her, he positioned her over his cock as she gripped his shoulders. The thick head pressed against her slick opening, still sensitive from their play in the boathouse that morning. She tried to wriggle in his grasp, wanting to take him inside of her, but he held her firm.

“Tell me again,” he whispered, his eyes fixed on her mouth.

Her core clenched and her juices tickled her opening as they dribbled out. She knew without question what he wanted to hear. “I’m yours.”

Cal lowered her over him in one smooth sinking stroke, until her clit pressed against his groin, her nipples against his chest. A soft cry escaped her as he dragged her up and then drove her back down again, seating her harder than before. He stared into her eyes, as he propelled her body over his like she weighed nothing. Her slick walls clung to him with every stroke, pulsing around him with a growing intensity.

“I’m going to come,” she whispered, biting into the soft flesh of her bottom lip to keep from screaming. She inhaled deeply and his scent, all man, like soap and sweat, overwhelmed her senses.

His eyes were still fixed on her as he pumped her against him at increasing speed. She clenched around him, her wanton cry breaking free along with the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. Her clit slammed against him, harder and harder, until she lost herself in the rush of pleasure that radiated from her center to the tips of her toes.

Cal’s fingers dug into her flesh, his every muscle tensed. With a sudden stillness, he held her hard against him. His cock pumped his hot release inside of her. She locked her ankles around his hips, hugging him closer.

Lara rested her head against his chest, panting as their bodies pulsed together.

Cal lowered her back onto the bed and followed her under the covers, tucking her body close to his. Reaching out with one hand to the switch by the door, he flipped off the lights and pulled her closer.

The comfort of exhaustion overwhelmed her and just before the world dissipated, Cal’s voice pierced her fleeting consciousness. “And I’m yours.”

Chapter Twelve

Cal awoke in a tangle of sheets with a single slice of glaring sunlight breaking through the shutter slats of Lara’s bedroom window onto his face. He leaned on his elbow and, checking the bed, realized he was alone. She’d probably woken early thinking to get up before anyone figured out they were together. Though, after last night, he wasn’t sure how she could be awake before he was.

She’d woken him twice in the night. First, with his cock in her mouth and an impish gleam in her eyes. That time it had to have been an hour before they got back to sleep. Then, the second time, running her smooth, toned leg over his hip in a seductive caress that had his cock fully awake before either he or she had been. That time it was probably two hours. H

e wished she was still snuggled beside him—he wanted to bury his face in her hair and spend the morning reveling in her every detail. But she was probably downstairs already, gorging on obscene amounts of Mary’s home cooking.

Pushing up from the mattress, he chuckled at the burn in his muscles. For an athletic guy, he was feeling pretty beat. Lara’d given him one hell of a workout.

The bathroom door swung open and Lara peeked around it. Seeing he was awake she smiled wide, her gorgeous face still slightly puffy from morning grog. Somehow it made her even sexier.

“Hey, beautiful, I thought you’d snuck out on me.”

Naked, she tiptoed across the carpet, and bounced into the bed, showering his abdomen, chest, and neck in a rain of kisses, ending at his mouth with one minty fresh French. “No, just brushing my teeth. I didn’t want to risk my morning mouth driving you away.”

Cal smiled, running his hands over the soft swells of her breasts as she straddled his thighs. He watched as first one rosy nipple crinkled hard and then the other. “Mmm, that was very thoughtful of you. But now I’ve got to get up and brush so I don’t drive you away.”

She shook her head slowly, making tsking noises. “No way, I’m minty enough for the both of us.”

Lifting Lara, he rolled her over into the spot next to him and leaned between her legs. Taking her wrists in each hand, he stretched her arms out and held them with just enough strength to let her know she wasn’t getting away. “I’m stronger than you, baby. Be good or I’ll be forced to overpower you.”

“Do you promise?” she asked, breathless, staring at him from beneath half-lidded eyes. Her legs slid against his hips so that her pussy was spread against his cock.

She was wet again. With a low groan, Cal rolled off of her. “I’m going to go minty up my mouth, then when I come back, I’m going to do all kinds of dirty things to you with my fresh and spicy tongue.”

She squirmed on the bed. “Hurry.”

Cal hopped off the bed and headed into the bathroom. Lara pressed her legs together, trying to ease the achy need he’d started in her so quickly. She’d had more sex in the past twenty-four hours than she’d had in the last two years and still it wasn’t enough. He made her insatiable.

Straightening the wadded pile of sheets at the foot of the bed, she pulled them over her head and soaked in the feeling of complete contentment. This could be Heaven. From beneath the covers she heard the click of the doorknob turning. She wriggled under the covers, more than ready for whatever “dirty” treat Cal had in store for her.

“What the hell? It’s already eleven. My wedding isn’t going to happen by itself.”

Lara froze. Dette was in her room. She was naked, Cal was naked, and they were about to get busted in a big way. Gathering the edge of the sheet in her hands, she pulled it down to her chin and peered at her sister.

Dette looked immaculate, not a hair out of place, every detail of her make-up and outfit coordinated perfectly. How did she do it? “I didn’t realize it was so late. Give me ten minutes and I’ll be down.” So much for the day spent in bed with Cal. But there would be plenty of time for that when it wasn’t mere days before Dette’s wedding.

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