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Easton stands above me, eyes wild and chin glistening with my juices, causing a layer of goosebumps to rise. He takes off his shirt and pants, and my eyes land on his engorged cock. His jaw is hard as stone. He looks as if he’s teetering on the edge of self-control, which sets me on fire.
“I still hate you.”
“Same,” he growls with urgency, climbing over me and pushing my thighs apart. The feel of him above me creates this primal urge inside me. His gaze is downright animalistic, and he digs his fingers into the curves of my hips before burying his cock deep inside me. My lips fall open in pleasure as I clamp around him, needing a second to adjust. Slowly, he rears back. His eyes lock on mine, and something travels between us. Lust, hunger. Need. His head dips, and his tongue sweeps along mine. My eyes fall shut, and he powers forward. I cry out in pleasure and grab at his hair, his neck, scraping my nails down his back as he slides ruthlessly through my wet pussy and fucks me. His hands move from squeezing my ass to cupping my breasts, all as he kisses me urgently. There’s anger in the way he’s fucking me. Regret in the way he kisses me. And desperation in the way he touches me.
It’s all becoming too overwhelming. “Easton,” I moan his name, pleading for more. I’m so close to skyrocketing off the edge for the second time, and I don’t want this to end. I open my mouth to beg for what I’m unsure of, but he silences my pleas with more passionate kisses. His thrusts become primal. Purposeful. He drives into me with such force I swear my brain short-circuits. Another orgasm consumes me, and I cry out.
“Fuck, Cal,” he grunts, low and husky, and his stiff cock jerks, spilling inside me.
His forehead falls to mine, and our chests press together. When he raises his head, his dark gaze rakes over me. My skin prickles with heat. There is sudden tension in his corded muscles. He’s thinking about the one thing I wanted to avoid. That this was a mistake.
Fuck him.
Anger surges up my spine, and I shove my palms against his chest. “Get off me.”
“With pleasure.” He pulls out, and I immediately hate the absence of him. He sits up, grabs his jeans, and slides them on while I reach for the closest piece of clothing, his T-shirt, and toss it over my head.
A million things that I want to say swirl inside my brain. But panic has me spitting out, “That was a mistake.” He doesn’t have to tell me my words hurt. I sense it in the way his shoulders tighten. His jaw clenches, and he shoots off the couch.
“Don’t bother. It wasn’t much for me. No need to make excuses. We both have regrets. Let’s leave it at that.” His rebuttal hurts just as bad. Guess we’re even. I find my underwear and slide it on. “Gotta chop more wood,” he says. He slips on his shoes and, without a jacket, opens the front door and slams it behind him.
What thefuckam I doing?
And even more importantly, how will I make it out of here without doing something else I’ll regret?
Chapter six
Callie
Istepoutsidetofind Easton by the curb, leaning against his bike. “How’d it go?”
I take each step slowly, keeping my breathing calm. When I make it up to him, I stop. Then I lunge into his arms. “I got it!” A giggle ripples up my throat, and I hug him, pressing kiss after kiss to his beautiful face.
He lifts me in his arms. “Fuckin’ knew you would. Millrose would be dumb not to hire you.”
“I know, but there were so many other people applying. Probably way more qualified than me.”
“Babe, you’ve worked your ass off to get this job. It’s your dream job. They saw that passion in you. No way they were going to choose anyone else.”
I stare up at him. “I can’t believe it.”
“Believe it. You’re gonna kill it and make a shit ton of money. Then I’ll quit my job, and you can be my sugar momma.”
“Mmmm. . .” I murmur against his mouth. “What else?”
“Shit, if you’re paying, I’ll do anything you want. I’ll be your little pet.”
“I like where this is going.”
He kisses me hard. When I’m out of breath, he pulls back. His intense eyes bore into mine. “Thought you knew by now I’d do anything for you. You’re mine. Forever and a day.”
“Why the added day?”
“Because even forever wouldn’t be enough with you.”
***
I must have fallen asleep on the couch.
