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“Long and hard, huh?”
“So long,” he breathed. “So hard.”
To emphasize his point, he tilted his pelvis into me, his fully erect cock pressing against my stomach.
Once again, I shoved him off and moved further into the office, needing to get some breathing room. It was completely at odds with the reaction my body was having to him, but I needed to sort some things out—we did, together—before I could let him near again. All rational thought left me when Cal’s body was within touching distance.
It amazed me how quickly we’d reached this point. Last week, we were fighting like cats and dogs. Even all the way up until Friday, when we’d been in that kitchen together, I wasn’t sure I even particularly liked him.
Now? Well, Ilovedthe way he made me feel. Sexy and powerful. Desirable. What was it he’d called me on Friday?
A goddess.
Yeah, that was me. Amara Danae Delatou, Greek Goddess.
And okay…I definitely liked him. A hell of a lot more than I was willing to admit to anyone, least of all myself.
“We need to talk about what happened.”
“I don’t want to.”
“I don’t care. We…that can’t happen again.”
Wait, what was I saying? I’d walked in here afraid of his rejection, and now I was the one doling it out? God, being near this man short-circuited my brain.
“But what if I want it to?”
Stunned, I could only stare at him. Surely I misheard him. Just because I’d been having the same thoughts myself didn’t mean I expected him to want it too. Then again, he’d greeted me with a toe-curling kissandtold me he’d been wanting to do that all weekend, and that was saying nothing of how hard his cock was, so maybe I was reading too much into it. Could I take his words at face value?
For more orgasms? Hell yeah, I could.
“What are you saying?”
Cal shook his head, pushing a hand through his thick hair. “I don’t know. I just know I want to do it again. I want to doyouagain.”
“Cal,” I said with a laugh. “Be serious.”
This was safer territory, though. The physical connection between us, the magic our bodies made together. It didn’t have to go any deeper than that, right?
Not so simple for me, considering that buried beneath all this animosity, I’d come to realize I harbored some sort of very real feelings for this man. If that weren’t the case, I would’ve felt like shit about myself after Friday and probably ran screaming in the opposite direction. As it stood, while I knew having sex with Cal was a bad idea for a number of reasons, none of them had anything to do with my conscience.
Fuck, I didn’t have the time or energy to analyze that right now. I didn’t have the mental bandwidth to examine what kind of weird brand of Stockholm syndrome I’d developed.
“I am being serious. Preferably in a bed this time, where I can spread you out and take my time learning all the things you like and then doing them until you come over and over.”
“Cal.”
“Mar.”
“Be serious,” I repeated.
“I am! I don’t know when or how or why, but…I want you, Amara. Badly, and only you.”
“So you want to be, what? Fuck buddies? We’re too old for that.”
Cal shrugged. “I don’t like that term, but sure, why not? We’renottoo old to enjoy each other’s bodies, are we?”
“Why not?Why not? For starters, Ryder, I’m yourboss.”
