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He scowled. “No one.”
If only it were that easy.
She kissed him. Let her lips linger to warm his cool ones.
“Maybe if we keep our heads low and stay out of sight, Vincente will get bored and leave us both alone,” she whispered.
It was a lie. She realized that now. He’d never let her go.
Not after what she’d witnessed.
Worse, to him, she was his possession.
If he couldn’t have her, no one could.
And if Caleb stayed with her, he was still in danger.
One week.
Caleb nipped her ear.
“Ow.” She swatted his shoulder.
He hadn’t hurt her, really. More like startled her. “What was that for?”
“You’re still thinking too hard.”
I’ll show youhard.
She threaded her hand between them to wrap her fingers around him.
He pushed into her grip, a ragged sound escaping him as his body stirred back to life.
Just a little more time. More time to enjoy Caleb before he found out she was a selfish coward.
“On your back,” she murmured, lips brushing his ear. “It’s my turn to taste you.”
“Hold that thought.” Caleb rolled off her and jumped to his feet. “I gotta take care of this condom.”
He disappeared into the bathroom before reappearing moments later and practically doing a swan dive onto the bed.
Gia laughed as the mattress bounced beneath her.
If only she could freeze this moment. Keep her and Caleb in a bubble where time had no meaning.
Her gaze wandered over the beautiful, naked man spread out on the bed. Shoving her thoughts aside, she lifted on one elbow and wrapped her fingers around him.
His erection lengthened, grew hard at her touch. He hissed and arched, driving himself deeper into her fist.
“Someone recovered quickly,” she purred.
“I’ve got a gorgeous woman fondling my dick.”
She dipped her head. Dragged her lips up his length before taking him into her mouth.
Warm, salty precum coated her tongue. She relaxed her throat and hollowed out her cheeks, alternately sucking and rubbing her tongue against the underside of his crown.
Caleb’s hand brushed her hair. She tensed, waiting for him to take over.