Page 89 of Sunkissed Colorado

“Just you,” she moaned.

Yet while she was riding me and we were taking pleasure from each other, there was something beautiful about the way we were connecting too. The way Zandra had already become someone important to me, trusting me with so much.

With the rhythmic way our bodies kept meeting, I felt my orgasm already barreling toward me. But I didn’t want to slow her down. Watching Z like this, just letting go, was hypnotic.

The moment her channel tightened and she cried out, I was coming too. I held her hips, fingers digging in, as we rocked together and drew out every last pulse of pleasure. But even then, I didn’t want to stop.

Just a few tastes, and I was addicted to her.

My Sunflower.

TWENTY-TWO

Zandra

I staredat the words on my screen, as if they would magically shift into something less horrifying.

Mom

We’ve been waiting long enough, Zandra. You’re coming to Sunday dinner tomorrow. No excuses.

While I contemplated what to do about this impending disaster, the door to Grandpa’s office opened and closed. I didn’t have to look up to know who it was.

Strong arms closed around me, and a kiss pressed to the back of my neck. “Hey,” he said quietly. “Miss me?”

“We’re at work, Callum. I was doing some filing.” I stuck my phone back in my pocket and shut the filing cabinet, where I’d been organizing vendor contracts.

“Yeah, and work lasts hours. I need a fix. Just a small one. I trust you not to jump me and do anything too inappropriate.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t. Remember the storage room?”

He snickered and rubbed his nose against my hair. “But I do enjoy taking the risk. Win-win either way.”

I turned my head so I could see him. “Maybe just a few kisses.”

Who was I kidding? I was an absolute sucker for this man.

I’d woken in his bed this morning, but I still couldn’t get enough.

I’d moved my things to Callum’s place on Tuesday, and today was Saturday. Living with Callum and his roommates had been…not what I’d expected. While I’d envisioned something like a party house of overgrown frat bros, Callum’s roommates were mostly quiet and polite. The most raucous we’d gotten in the last few days had been a Mario Kart tournament on their big screen TV.

Rosie and Jimmy hadn’t minded my absence much. Especially when I brought over a batch of brownies after Callum and I made them again. Rosie had saved my butt by letting me live there for those weeks, and I was beyond grateful for it.

Even Chloe was settling in to her new surroundings. I’d set up her fountain in the kitchen and her litter box in a quiet corner of the laundry room, and she hadn’t hesitated to explore the rest of the house. Last night, I’d found her curled up on the lap of Niko’s girlfriend while the guys were making dinner.

And somehow, even though I had my own room at their place—a much larger one than my former closet at Rosie’s—I’d spent every night so far in Callum’s. Naked.

There was the fact that his room had an en suite bathroom, and mine didn’t. But also, I had zero self-control when it came to this man.

Exactly why it was so dangerous to start a make-out session at work.

Nobody at Hearthstone could know about thisthingwe had going on.Coworkers with benefits. Callum had agreed. We couldn’t let word get back to my grandfather, and we didn’t want to make things awkward with anyone else at work.

Yet when Callum started rocking his bulge against me while we kissed, what I wanted most was to hike up my skirt and see how quick and quiet we could be.

Then I remembered Mom’s text, and that was as good as an ice-cold shower.

“What is it?” Callum asked. “You tensed up.” His hands went to my shoulders to knead the muscles there. “Did something happen?”