I was soaked. The evidence of my need glistened on my skin
“You’re ready for me. His fingers parted my folds, exploring the slick beat ‘So wet, so warm’
He found my chat with his thumb, applying just enough pressure to make my hips jerk upward.
“That’s it. Don’t hold back. Let your body tell me what it needs.”
His fingers worked in steady circles, building pressure that made my vision blur. When the first climax hit, I cried out, body convulsing against his hand.
But he didn’t stop.
Two fingers slid inside me, stretching muscles that clenched greedily around the intrusion I was so ready, so desperate to be filled.
You’re gripping me so tight. His voice was rough with desire. Your body knows what it wants.
He found the sensitive spot inside me, the place that made my back how and my toes curl. His fingers worked relentlessly, driving me toward another peak.
“I want to taste you. His mouth was already moving lower. “Can I?
I nodded frantically.
His tongue replaced his thumb on my clit while his fingers continued their assault inside me. The dual sensation was overwhelming.
He knew exactly where to touch, exactly how much pressure to apply. When he found my G-spot again, I screamed.
“Right there! Don’t stop!”
His tongue moved faster, fingers pumping in rhythm. The orgasm built like a tidal wave, pressure mounting until I thought I might die from the intensity.
“Caelan… I’m going to… I’m going to…”
“Come for me, baby. The words vibrated against my most sensitive flesh.
I shattered.
The climax tore through me like wildfire. My back arched completely off the ground, fluid gushing from my body as I squirted against his face and chest.
He didn’t flinch. Just held me through the waves of sensation, tongue gentling as I came down from the peak.
When I could finally breathe again, he kissed my inner thigh and moved up to hold me. We lay skin to skin under the stars, his arms wrapped around my trembling body.
That’s when I felt it – his erection pressing hard and insistent against my stomach.
“Caelan, you… do you need me to help you?”
He leaned close, lips brushing my ear I think we have plenty of time for that. You’ve been through enough tonight. Next time. His voice dropped to a husky whisper. You owe me one Remember that.”
Heat flooded my cheeks. I stared at the ground, unable to meet his knowing gaze.
He stood and pulled on his shirt and pants, then draped his jacket around my shoulders before lifting me in his arms.
I buried my face against his neck as he carried me back to the car.
The drive to the hotel passed in charged silence. I kept my eyes fixed on the passenger window, hyperaware of his presence beside me.
Every breath brought his scent. Every glance revealed the evidence of what we’d done – his disheveled hair, the dampness still clinging to his shirt.
When we reached our suite, I bolted for the master bedroom.
“Thank you. Goodnight. The words tumbled out as I fled.
His low chuckle followed me. ‘Sleep well, Sabi.”
I closed the door and leaned against it, heart racing.
What have I done?
But my body felt loose and satisfied for the first time in hours. The desperate ache had faded to a manageable warmth.
He could have taken everything. I would have let him.
Instead, he’d given me exactly what I needed and asked for nothing in return.
Next time.
The promise in those words sent fresh heat through my core. Because there would be a next time. We both knew it.
The next morning
I woke up to an early alarm and began packing my bags-today was the day I would leave Moonridge,
1 zipped my suitcase shut, three years of life compressed into two bags. Hard to believe so little remained of the scared twenty-two-year-old who’d fled here with nothing but a medical degree and desperate hope,
I was so naive then.
The memories crashed back. That first awful apartment with the landlord who’d tried to corner me in the hallway, suggesting ‘alternative payment methods” when I couldn’t make rent. The sleepless nights working double shifts at the diner while applying for residency positions.
Then I’d met Darrell. My knight in shining armor who’d rescued me.
What a joke that turned out to be.
A soft knock interrupted my brooding.
“Sabi? Ready to go? Caelan’s voice carried through the door.
My face burned as last night’s memories flooded back. His hands on my skin. His mouth between my legs. The way Id completely lost control in that forest clearing
How am I supposed to look at him now?
“Almost,” I called back, my voice embarrassingly hoarse.
After checking out of the hotel and picking up my engagement ring from Lunar Jewelers, we headed to the airport. I kept my eyes fixed on the passenger window.
Hours later, Caelan’s private jet touched down at Blackwood Regional Airport. Edward waited beside a black SUV.
“Your Majesty. Miss Crawford.” Edward’s greeting was respectfully warm. “Welcome home.”
Home. The word felt foreign on my tongue.
Caelan helped me into the passenger seat before sliding in beside me. Edward pulled away from the airport, following winding roads I remembered from childhood.
The familiar landscape rolled past – rolling hills dotted with oak trees, the distant peaks of the Cascade Range, meadows where I’d once collected rocks and wildflowers.
It’s beautiful. I’d forgotten how beautiful.
But as we approached Crawford Manor’s gates, my palms started sweating.
“Hey.” Caelan’s hand covered mine, thumb tracing gentle circles across my knuckles. “You okay?”
My heart hammered against my ribs. “Just… it’s been a long time.”
“Need me to come in with you?”
The offer was tempting. Facing Dad would be easier with Caelan’s steady presence beside me.
But some conversations required privacy.
“No, I can handle it.”
Carlan squeezed my fingers. “If you need anything – anything at all call me immediately. I’ll be there in two minutes flat.”
Despite my nerves, I found myself smiling. “Two minutes? Your place is fifteen minutes away by car. What are you going to do, fly?
“Who says I need a car? His grin turned mischievous. I’ll just run really, really fast.”
“Like the Flash?”
“Better. I have better hair.”
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