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Carefully, testing out the soreness between my legs and a foreign soreness in my rear, I turn to face Hans.
It’s still too dark, but with the garage door open behind him, I can make out his outline against the slightly brighter night outside.
His hands gently close around my wrists, where they were tied, and I wonder if bears can see in the dark.
His fingers brush over my tender skin.
“Did I tie it too tight?” His tone is full of concern, and it’s such a contrast from the man who just filled me so full a few moments ago.
I have to wet my lips to reply. “No, it’s… I liked it.”
He makes a sound low in his chest, and the whole of what just happened finally sinks in.
My mouth pulls into a smile.
I can’t believe I just had sex with my hot neighbor… In his garage.
“Good thing no one else lives on this street,” I joke, wondering how loud I was and how far sound travels.
Hans’s silhouette turns to look out the garage. “We’ll close the door next time.”
Next time.
CHAPTER40
Hans
Next time.
No matter how stupid or dangerous it is, I know there will be a next time. I won’t be able to stop myself.
I slowly release her hands. “Get some sleep, Butterfly. We have an early morning.”
She takes one tentative step, then another.
My chest fills with something hot as I watch her uneven gait as she makes her way to the mouth of the garage.
Cassandra stops and looks back through the dark at me. “Night, Grizzly Bear.”
Not able to stop myself, I let out a low growl.
Her mouth breaks into the widest smile, and it hits me right in the heart.
Then she hurries away, with a quick stop at my truck to snag her purse.
CHAPTER41
Cassie
Stepping through my front door,I glance up at the sun-shaped clock hanging on the wall above my little workstation and sigh. I should’ve packed before I left for dinner, but I’m a procrastinator at heart, so it’s no surprise I didn’t. So now I need to pack before I drop onto my bed and relive everything that just happened.
As I climb the stairs, my muscles twinge.
It’s been a bit since I’ve slept with anyone, but I have. I’m not a virgin. But that—I try my best to clench my pelvic floor muscles as I hurry up the last few steps—was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.
Turning, I head straight into my bathroom.
The shower turns on with a hiss of water, and I let it warm up while I strip off what remains of my clothing.
