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My gaze follows the outline of his face, tracing the strong line of his jaw, then over his chin and up to his plump lips. I could stare at him every minute for the rest of my life and never grow bored of the view.
“Why don’t you trust me? Why won’t you let me in?” The words tumble out of my mouth before I have the chance to take them back. I don’t mean it, not the way it sounds, anyway. I know he trusts me. This isn’t about trust. It’s about him thinking his silence is my protection. It’s him thinking as long as I keep my head hidden underneath the covers, the monster in the closet won’t see me.
He swallows the liquor in one gulp, then walks over and sets the glass on the coffee table. “You want things you don’t understand.”
I stand in front of him. “Then, help me understand.” How can I expect him to be okay with me carrying his child when he won’t even let me carry his secrets?
His fingers curl around the back of my neck, locking in my hair. He leans in and I forget to breathe. The tip of his tongue traces the seam of my mouth. He smells like bourbon and honey. Waves of heat radiate from his body to mine.
My thighs clench. His mouth moves, skimming the column of my throat. His tongue blazes a trail across my collar bone.
“You’re trying to distract me.”
He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath. When he opens them again, they cut right through me. This battle is killing him.Just let me in. I can handle it. Trust me to handle it.
“When I look at you, I see something innocent, something pure. I don’t want to take that light from you.”
I cup his face with one hand. “Don’t you get it? You’re the reason the light is there to begin with. You saved me. You kept me from drowning in grief. I wake up every morning with a smile on my face, and it’s because of you. I just want you to let me in. All the way in. Good, bad, and ugly. I want all of it. I want all of you.”
Seconds tick by.
Silence simmers in the space between us.
His jaw flexes and tenses under my hand.
His gaze falls to my mouth.
He swallows, then lifts his eyes to mine. “Okay.”
My heart stops beating. My breath freezes in my lungs. It’s a simple word, but it breathes life back into my body. I squeeze his hands to make sure this is still real, that he’s actually here, agreeing to let me in.
“Okay?”
He didn’t deflect with another question or distract me with his body. He said okay. This is it. This is real. No more secrets. No more demons. No more fighting battles alone.
He leans in and kisses my forehead. “We’ll talk about it tomorrow.” A familiar darkness flashes in his eyes. He licks his lips, takes a step back and eyes me like a predator would his prey. “Right now, I want to touch you. I want to find you wet. Soaked. I want you begging. Right now, I’m going to fuck you until you weep.”
And just like that we’re no longer discussing things he’d rather keep hidden.
“Take the shirt off. Show me what’s mine.”
I take two steps backward, and Callisto slips down to settle into the couch. He watches with a burning intensity as I pull my shirt up and over my head, then toss it to the floor. He adjusts himself in his seat, splaying his arm across the back of the sofa like a man who knows this is his fucking domain. Confidence and power fill the air around him. He’s naked. Hard. And in complete control.
I take one step forward, then another, stopping between his legs.
He trails the tip of his index finger from the curve of my hip all the way down my thigh. My breath catches in my throat. My body hums. He lets out a low growl as he watches his finger trace my slit through my panties, seeing how wet he makes me.
“Take the fucking panties off.”
I slide the material over my hips, letting it fall in a puddle against my feet. He glides his hand to the back of my knee, lifting my leg and resting my foot on the arm of the sofa. His hand on my hip holds me steady as he brings his face just inches from my core.
“Fucking beautiful,” he whispers, and the heat of his breath against my throbbing clit makes my body quiver. “Touch yourself.”
I’m soaked, dripping wet with need. I let out a satisfied moan as I rub circles around my clit, then dip a finger inside my pussy. He slides his hand up the side of my body. His thumb strokes the hardened peak of my nipple, then he pinches it between his fingers.
My head falls back as my body arches into his touch. I thrust my finger deeper. Faster. Harder. He drags his tongue across my nipple. Every muscle in my body tightens as a fiery heat shoots down my legs and into the bottom of my stomach. It’s coming. I’m coming.
“Oh, God.” I drop my eyes to meet Callisto’s gaze and he shakes his head.
