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My smile is so wide it hurts my face when Bella kicks her legs in the air, howling with laughter. My eyes find and hold Caden’s over the top of her head, and some of my happiness dims in the face of the hope held in his gaze.
Steal the rest of today. Tomorrow, Summer. You need to tell him tomorrow.
And with that resolution made, I vow to enjoy the rest of the evening for what it is.
Another glimpse of the life that could have been ours.
CHAPTER8
CADEN
I waketo the biggest morning wood of my fucking life.
I’d be happy about it, considering my…issues…except I’m on my back, in my kid's bed, staring at the half-exposed curve of Summer’s left tit. Clearly, at some point in the night, she’d discarded the heavy robe, leaving her exposed in a vest belonging to me and much too big for her smaller frame.
The sight is glorious. My predicament is less so.
Rolling my eyes, I turn to my side and gently ease myself out of the bed, adjusting my horn as I go. Glancing behind me, I can see both girls are still out for the count, which is only a good thing because the grey lounge pants I’m wearing leave sweet fuck all to the imagination in my current state.
I tiptoe from the room and make a quick detour to the bathroom, where I relieve myself and get rid of my morning breath.
She won’t fall for you if she smells that, man.
I’m almost finished when I remember that I left my phone on Bella’s nightstand.
Shit!
I’ll need to make calls to organise a last-minute rehearsal at Alexandra Palace later today before the concert tomorrow. Quickly making my way back, I stop dead on the threshold of Bella’s door.
Summer is standing just outside the door of the ensuite, wearing only my boxer shorts and the far too-revealing vest. One shoulder strap has slid down her arm, exposing her rapidly rising and falling chest with the toothbrush I’d given her last night caught in her fist.
She looks like a deer caught in the headlights and slowly begins to step back into the ensuite so that there’s only one thing I can do.
Only one thing I simplymustdo.
I lock the bedroom door—still wary after yesterday morning's incident—to allow my rapid strides to close the distance between us. I edge us into the ensuite, ensuring the door is open a crack to listen for Bella.
My gaze clashes with hers, and she retreats until her back meets the glass door of the shower, and the toothbrush tumbles to the floor. I fist the hem of her vest, tugging her against me to slam my mouth down on hers.
A moan sweeter than a melody escapes from her hammering chest as she opens her mouth to me, her tongue duelling with mine with a hunger that rivals my own. Her breasts press firmly against my bare chest, her taut nipples poking through the thin vest to scrape across my skin and turn me on even fucking more if that were possible.
My hands wrap around her body, one palm holding her firmly at the nape of her neck, making sure she’s not about to disappear on me again while my other one massages the rounded globe of her sweet as fuck ass. I grip her cheek tighter, pulling her body up against mine, and she moans again when she feels my rock-hard shaft pressing against her lower abdomen.
I tear my mouth from hers and fist her hair, tugging firmly until she arches her neck, exposing the delicate column of her throat to my hungry mouth.
Grazing my teeth across her soft skin elicits a shudder that runs all the way through her body and into mine, swelling my cock almost painfully. I grind my hardness against her as she moans into my ear.
“I want you.”
The words send a steady stream of precum straight to the top of my dick, and I flatten my tongue, running it up and then back down the side of her neck. I nibble my way across her collarbone, tugging her hair harder. She whimpers half in pain, half in pleasure as I make her arch even more for me.
Her tits thrust forward, with the strap having fallen far enough to expose one dusky pink nipple.
Exactly what I was after.
I drop to my knees to take the hard bud between my teeth and tug aggressively, with years of pent-up longing and more than a little sexual frustration. She cries out softly.
“Yes.More. Caden, oh my God.”
