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“Where were we?” he smiled as he leant down, kissing me softly.

I pulled away and glanced at Tate, who was still in the same position, sipping his coffee.

“Come to my room,” I murmured, wanting to be alone with him.

Cal grinned at Tate.

“The lady’s wish is my command, man, what can I say?”

We reached my room, pulling the door shut behind us.

I couldn’t believe he was here,in New York!

I couldn’t get enough of him. My tongue slammed against his as we fell into bed and he towered above me.

“Only you could make me come back to this fucked up city,” he kissed me in between words, driving me insane.

My body arched towards him, begging for him to just take me.

He trailed kisses down my stomach as he pushed my underwear down with his fingers.

“I didn’t like what I saw when I walked in, Gretchen,” his eyes found mine as my body shook with anticipation.

“What?” I gasped as he dotted kisses further down, as he slid my underwear off with his long fingers.

“You’remine, and I don’t fucking like him.”

His tongue brushed my vulva, and I practically screamed there and then, the electric shot I felt inside when he did that was incredible.

“Who do you belong to, Gretchen?”

His tongue flicked again as he sucked and played with my clit. My hands tugged at his hair and I tried to find my voice. He slipped his tongue all the way from the top to the bottom of my sex, before slowly easing his finger inside of me. My body arched, and I lost my grip on reality. He pumped his finger in and out of me as I gasped. He sat up, loosening his belt as he gazed down at me. I shivered, watching as he rolled a condom onto his dick..

“Gretchen? Who. Do. You—” He entered me roughly, as I moaned loudly. He thrusted hard, pulling my hair back as he gazed into my eyes, pausing as I clawed at his back. “Belong to?”

“You,” I gasped as the thrusts grew deeper and faster, his mouth on my neck, his teeth nipping the skin there.

“Say it again. Say it,” he commanded.

I would have said anything in the world at that point; but I meant it.

“You! You, Cal, you!”

I was yelling now, but I didn’t care. I could feel my body building up to the point of explosion.

His mouth met mine, and I felt him release deeply inside of me, at the same time I gasped, my body shaking and shuddering underneath this amazing man. He panted, still inside of me. He kissed me slowly, and I wanted him so much it hurt.

“Don’t leave me.Please,” I begged him softly.

He raised his eyes to look at me, rolling away from me. I pulled my underwear onto my legs from the bottom of the bed as he slid his boxers on. He ran his fingers down my back as I lay beside him. He was my everything.

“Youleftmeif I recall?” he teased.

I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him. Maybe if I held him tight enough, he wouldn’t go.

“Why are you here?” I whispered, looking up at him.

He kissed my swollen lips tenderly. “Other than the obvious? I fuckinglove you. I can’t be away from you. If you’re in New York, so am I.”