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Chapter Nine

Juno

Calder Holden is undeniably hot with his clothes on, but the minute I get that t-shirt off of him, my jaw hits the floor.

I’ve never seen anyone in real life with these kinds of muscles.

Normally, I’d run away intimidated, but he makes me feel so good, so sexy, so seen.

I know that even beneath the perfectly sculpted shoulders and pair of grooves that stretch from his hips down to his giant cock, there’s a wonderful man there.

“Hold on to me.” He steps closer.

“What? Oh!” I don’t mean to squeal as Calder lifts me into his arms, showing off his strength. “Color me impressed.” He presses his soft lips against mine.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet, baby.” He carries me down the hall to his bedroom, pristine and wood-paneled like I imagined it would be.

My feet find the floor as he sets me down. I throw my arms around his neck, having to stand on my tiptoes. “Is this part of your dirty fantasy?” I can’t stop caressing his pecs, his arms, his shoulders. His hot, slightly sticky flesh feels so good beneath my fingers.

“Oh, baby.” He nudges my neck with the tip of his nose. An animalistic move that soaks me instantly. “That’ll come. Tonight’s about finding and respecting your boundaries.”

I furrow my brow, teasing him. “That’s not what you said on the couch.”

“We’ll have plenty of time for filthy fucking.

Tonight, I just want to experience you. Besides, I don’t know if I can control myself for too long.

You’re the sexiest fucking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.

” He grabs a handful of my ass before playfully slapping it.

I let out a tiny squeal, loving the slight roughness. “Turn around.”

“Oh…”

“Hands on the wall.”

I do as he asks, spreading my palms against the wall near the window. Taunting him, I throw my hair over my shoulder and lick my lips, arching my back in a come-and-get-me motion. “Yes, sir.”

His eyes go dark with excitement. He practically mauls me, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and pressing his rock hardness against my ass. “I want you from behind.”

I’m used to polite sex. Missionary, then a flip on top. Hopefully I come. Tonight, I’m ready for something new, something that only comes with the experience of an older man.

“Then shut up and fuck me.” He nibbles gently on my shoulder, sending goosebumps up and down my arms and legs. He lines himself against my opening, rubbing against my slickness. His tip slides in, and my eyes widen in surprise.

Yes, he’s big, but I didn’t think it would feel like I’m getting fucked for the first time.

“You okay, baby?” He kisses my neck. My pussy aches for more.

“Yeah. Yeah.” I can’t find words, the desire to have all of him deep inside of me is so fierce I’m not sure I could tell you my own name. “Fuck me. Please.”

He presses further into me, one hand finding my breast. He pinches my nipple, causing me to scream out as he enters me over and over. “You’re so wet.”

“It’s for you.”

“It’ll only be for me, Juno.” He fills me to the brim and I still want more. “Forever. Say it.”

“I’m yours. I’m yours forever.” I comprehend the words and what they might mean, but right now I don’t give two solid fucks. I’ve got the sexiest silver fox daddy fucking me good and raw from behind and nothing else matters. Nothing.

He pulls out suddenly and emits a grunt. “What’s wrong?” I turn around to face him, hoping I didn’t do something wrong.

“I want to look you in the eye when I shoot my seed inside of you.”

Thank God I’ve got an IUD.

He lifts me up again and tosses me on the bed, crawling on top of me before I know what’s happening.

He’s a wild creature, mouth agape, muscles popping.

I spread for him, never wanting anything more than him buried as deep as he’ll go.

He pushes in, and I gasp. This guy is huge, and it’s taking some accommodating on my part.

“I’m not going to lie to you. Just looking at you makes me want to come.” His words trigger something in me. That, and he happens to be hitting a spot inside of me that I didn’t even know existed. The back of my head presses against the pillow.

My fingers rake against his shoulder blades as I brace for my second orgasm of the night. With one final pulse, he presses harder and deeper inside of me while I twitch and pulse around his cock. My inner thighs grip his hips as I struggle to regain my breathing.

That was the most exciting sex I’ve had in my entire life. I should’ve known an older man would fuck me better than anyone my own age.

He pulls out, and I pull him to my chest. He kisses my breasts before resting his head against them, a natural pillow. “That felt amazing.”

Calder just grunts.

Stray, doubt-filled thoughts swirl through my mind. About how people might talk. How my father might disapprove. How one day he might decide I’m not the one and this was fun but not permanent.

Then, I remember everything leading up to this. The genuine look in his eyes when he told me this was real. To deny it would be denying myself the chance at something I never thought I’d experience, true love.

Calder rolls over and it’s my turn to rest on his chest. He pulls me tighter into the perfectly shaped nook, meant only for me.

“We’re going to make this work.” He kisses the top of my head.

I press my mouth to his pec, the salty taste of his skin sticking to my lips. “I know.”

A smile spreads across my lips, a warmth settling over me that I’ve never experienced with anyone, and I realize what this foreign feeling actually is. Belief. I do believe Calder Holden. This will work, and I’m never going to doubt that again.