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“Then I’ll take one of those knives and point it at her throat.”
That makes me laugh, much harder than I anticipate. I haven’t laughed in ages, so it feels weird coming out, all raspy and dry.
“Wait a minute. Was that a laugh?” she teases.
“No, it wasn’t,” I counter.
“Yes, it was! I got a laugh out of Serious Caspy! Aww, do it again, please! You have a beautiful laugh.”
I chuckle. “Blackwater is clearly starting to rub off on you. And what the hell is aCaspy?”
“It’s you.” She pats my chest. “I’ve decided that’s what I’ll call you from now on. My own little thing. It’s got a ring to it, don’t you think?”
“Why not just Caz, like everyone else?”
“Meh. That name gets boring to say after a while. You could let me call you Caspian.”
“Have our relationship gotten to that level yet?”
“I think it has.”
I reel her in by the waist, my lips a breath away from hers. At this point, it’s getting harder to control my urges and the way I touch her. All I want to do is hold her, keep her close. Kiss her.Fuckher. It’s an odd feeling. Makes me feel weak and thoughtless. But, at the same time, I’m okay feeling weak in her presence.
“We should finish gearing you up,” I murmur on her lips.
She leans into my mouth, her plump lips brushing mine. “Yeah. We probably should.”
“So why aren’t we?”
She shudders a breath as I plant a kiss on her lips, so soft I feel the ripple effects travel through both of us. “Not sure,” she breathes.
A groan fills my throat as she drops her head an inch to kiss my neck. Fuck, she’s too good at that. My dick instantly hardens, and I press it into her.
“If you don’t stop, I’ll fuck you around my weapons.”
“Sounds dangerous.”
“It is, but that won’t stop me.” I grab her by the waist and pick her up, placing her bottom on the counter.
“Maeve and Juniper are waiting for me to come back down.”
“I suppose they’ll come looking for you soon then, eh?” I kiss her on the throat this time, my lips dragging from the crook to the soft skin above her collarbone.
“Probably.”
“Then we better make this quick.”
She attempts a weak argue with, “I’ll have to take all of these clothes off.”
“I’ll help you put them back on.”
A giggle bubbles out of her, and she drops her head to meet my eyes. “These clothes took me thirty minutes to put on. Explain to me why the bras here are so complicated.”
“I wouldn’t be able to tell you. I don’t have breasts.”
She laughs again. “Funny.” Then her mouth is on mine, and she tastes like Blackfruit and mint. Her fingers comb through my hair, and I reel her in by the hips, my tongue colliding with hers. She reaches down, groping my dick through my pants, and I groan into her mouth.
“Your touch,” I groan. “Fuck, Willow. How am I so weak for it?” I unzip my jeans and lower them, then work to unbutton hers. She lifts her hips, allowing me to ease them down. Herpanties are white lace and fresh, and I so badly want to rip them off.
