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Then, we begin.
It’s weird at first—and franklyterrifying—as he drags the blade over my most intimate skin. But slowly and surely, rinsing the blade off every other stroke, Castle begins to shave the stubble from my pussy. He’s so close to me that I can feel his warm breath on my thighs. And the whole time, I’m fuckingdrippingwet.
He does the sides, then—sweet Jesus—mylipsever so carefully. Then he shaves the top smooth. When he’s done, I whimper as he runs his fingers over me, feeling for any stray hairs. When he finds none, he rubs creamy moisturizer into my skin, his slick fingers running over my pussy lips until I’m squirming and trying not to moan.
“And now I need you to stop fucking holding that back,” he growls. In one motion, he runs his fingers over my slit, leans close, and then drags his tongue over the same place.
“Oh, fuuuuck…”
His mouth felt amazing before. But now, with my skin so smooth and tender, it’s like fuckingheaven. It’s like the tip of every raw nerve is exposed, and when his tongue dances over my pussy, I’m instantly transported to cloud nine.
“Ohshit, Castle…”
My fingers slide into his hair, shamelessly pulling him to me—needing and craving more of him. He groans against me, sending vibrations humming through me and making me gasp loudly. His tongue pushes deep, sliding in and out like he’s fucking me with it. His fingers tease and dance over my tender skin and his tongue delicately licks and swirls around my clit, until my whole fucking world and reality itself is blurring around me.
“Castle…Castle…Castle…”
When I come, it’s like sinking into absolute oblivion. My whole body tenses up before going limp, and it feels like I’m melting as I explode against his mouth. Castle catches me before I slip off the edge of the tub. His mouth crashes down on mine, letting me taste my own sweetness as he lifts me up in his arms and carries me to bed.
He sits me on the edge of the bed and dries me as I eye the bulge in his sweatpants hungrily, even though I’m so exhausted at this point it feels like I might honestly pass out right now.
Castle lifts me up and pulls back the covers before sliding me under them.
“Just sleep, Callie,” he growls quietly, leaning down to kiss me as he strokes my hair.
He stands, but my hand catches his before he can leave.
“Would you…” I bite my lip. “I mean, nothing implied. I just…”
“Yes.”
I stay awake just long enough to feel him slide into bed next to me. My back cocoons into the warmth of his chest as his muscled arms encircle me tenderly.
Then, it’s lights out for me.
30
CASTLE
Ten years ago:
“Mr. Farrell—”
“You don’t have to thank me, kid. You’re doingmea favor, here. I could use a man with your skills.”
Dominic Farrell is a big man—big in physical size, sure. But also big in the sense that he fills a room when he enters it. He firmly shakes my hand.
“We’ll speak soon, yeah?”
I nod as he claps me on the shoulder and then turns to fade into the crowd of mourners.
This is the fourth funeral I’ve been to in as many weeks. The first two were memorial services for Matt and Bryce. I’ve said my own goodbyes in my own way to Jason, though if Megan is holding an actual service for him is anyone’s guess, since she’s dropped out of contact with pretty much everyone.
Next was my mother’s. Not because I felt any real urge to mourn her passing, or to say goodbye. But because there are documents that needed signing and affairs that needed settling.
I put my signature down where I had to at the funeral itself, but that was it. I won’t even be going back to that godforsaken apartment where Kelly was taken from this world. If my mother has things of importance still there?
Well, then she should’ve taken them with her when she did the world a favor and left it. Our old landlord can burn them all for all I care.
