Calder lunges for me. Anyone else in this world might try to dodge him out of fear, but Calder is the last person on this earth I’m scared of hurting me. Physically at least. My feet leave the ground, and a moment later, he pins me to one of the stall doors. I wrap around him. My body doesn’t care if I’m upset with him.
“You’re mine,” he declares before he presses his mouth to mine. “Open.” I shake my head no, keeping my mouth sealed. It takes everything in me not to part my lips for him. I want him so badly. Like I said before, I don’t fear Calder physically but I know he could destroy my heart. “Birdie.” He drops his head to mine.
“What is she talking about? There has to be something you’re not telling me.”
“You might not believe it, but your mom loves you.”
She has a funny way of showing it. The only thing that’s strange to me is that I thought my mother would be the first one to tell me to stay. To get the money and then go.
“Put me down.” I push on Calder’s chest.
“I don’t want to.”
“I’m starting to think you’re as crazy as her.” I push harder on his chest. He takes a step back and lets my feet hit the ground.
“You make me crazy.” I let my hands fall from his chest. I look down when I hear something hit the floor.
The blue diamond sits on top of the loose hay. I bend down and pick it up. “Here.” I hand it over to him. “I’ll do my show and then I’m leaving. I don’t know why Earl did all of this, but all the money in the world isn’t worth the pain I’ll endure if I stay here longer.” I press the ring into his chest so he has to take it.
“Birdie.”
“Don’t.” I cut him off. No one wants to tell me what the hell is going on, but it’s clear no one wants me sticking around. Not my mom, not his family or even Calder, for that matter. “I had one family that didn’t want me. I don’t need another.”
Chapter Fifteen
Calder
Something inside me snaps. This woman is not walking away from me again. I throw the diamond to the side and grab Birdie before she can flee.
“You are not leaving me,” I growl before slamming my mouth against hers. Her hands fly up to my chest. I don’t know if she means to push me away or pull me closer. I clutch her closer to me, grinding my erection against her cloth-covered pussy. Desire rides me hard, and I can’t buck the beast off my back.
I take her down to the hay, pressing the base of my palm against her cunt. “You think you can take this away from me? You and this pussy are mine,” I grit out. She’s the only person in the world that can pull these kinds of emotions from me. To make me snap.
I tear at her jeans while plunging my tongue deeper into her mouth, sweeping aside any protests or resistance. She winds her hands into my hair and pulls my mouth from hers.
“What?” I snarl as I snake my fingers down the front of her tight denim to find her sex wet and hot.
“Why should I stay if you’re always pushing me away?” she pants.
I push the gusset of her panties into her core. “Does this feel like I’m pushing you away?” I drive my fingers in as far as the fabric will go, curling the tips against the sensitive inner walls. She arches against my touch, hungry as hell for me. I finger-fuck her, and the tease of it, the shallow reach makes her crazy. I whip my hand out of her underwear. She cries out.
I grab her palm and slap it against my raging erection. “Does this feel like I don’t want you?”
She curls her fingers around my cock and squeezes. “It doesn’t feel like you want to let me go in two months either, but you keep saying it.”
My protest stops in my throat. I can’t deny it. I have to let her go because if I keep her, I’m killing her. “If it were up to me, you’d never leave my bed, leave my side. I want you enough to move the heavens for you.” I push against her hand. “This cock of mine has never been anywhere but your cunt. That’s its home. Take me home, baby.”
Her lower lip quivers at my words. The emotion in her eyes is tearing me apart. I kiss her again, this time not as harsh but just as possessive. I tug her jeans down far enough that I can get my fingers inside her panties to drive into the hot clutch of her pussy. She pushes her hips against my hand, wanting to come as much as I want to get her off.