He will.
This won’t stay buried forever.
Already someone has dug up my past, stolen the key to it. And it may have been Donny Steel himself.
“Callie,” Donny says, his voice low, hypnotic.
He wants me. He wants sex. He wants to fuck.
I know that voice.
I feel it too.
So I’ll let myself escape. I’ll let Donny take me away where I can leave the past truly behind—even if it’s only temporary.
Tomorrow, Donny will fix what he started. Right his wrong.
Perhaps tomorrow I’ll figure out how to right mine as well.
For now—
His lips come down on mine.
I open for him, melt into this kiss, into his lips, tongue, teeth.
It’s a hungry kiss but not an angry kiss. Donny’s no longer angry at himself. It’s a kiss of need.
He still has a lot to escape from. His father’s in the hospital. Someone shot him and then poisoned him.
He may need this escape even more than I do.
We’re in his bedroom now. How we got here I haven’t a clue.
But my clothes…
They’re being ripped from my body. My work clothes. The tear of fabric hits my ears with a zing. My silk blouse… It’s not new, but it’s my favorite. I won’t be able to replace—
Then I don’t care.
I don’t. He can tear everything I own as long as his lips stay on mine, his hands keep cupping my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples through the lace of my bra.
Flames skitter across my skin. I’m burning. Burning for this escape.
Burning for Donny Steel.
He rips his lips from mine and gasps a breath. “God, you’re beautiful, Callie.”
Then his lips take mine once more.
Our tongues tangle. Our teeth clash.
It’s a ravishing kiss—one like you read about in romance novels.
And I love every second of it.
My bra is on the floor now. Donny’s deft fingers made quick work of it, and then his mouth is on a nipple.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs against my flesh.
Beautiful. All those years I envied Rory and Maddie their chest size… But none of that matters now.
Donny Steel thinks I’m beautiful.
He tugs on my nipple, and flames curl through me, heating the blood in my veins and causing little explosions all through my body. I’m boiling. Boiling between my legs. On fire.
He slides his fingers through my folds and groans. “God, so wet.”
Then he sucks on my nipple again, licking, nipping, until he ungrasps it and then spreads kisses all over the top of my breasts.
Each touch, each flick of his tongue, sends me soaring further into my desire.
It’s all-consuming. All-encompassing.
I need him. Need him inside me. Need all of him in all of me.
If I could crawl inside his skin and stay there, I would in this moment.
Next I’m flat on my back on his bed, buck naked, legs spread, his head between them.
At the first stroke of his tongue, I explode.
The climax hits quickly, and I’m nowhere near ready for it. I clutch the covers in my fists, arch my back, and clench my thighs around his cheeks as he continues to lick me.
He groans. I think he says something, but the words jumble in my mind.
I’m flying. Flying and pulsating and heading toward delirium.
Coming, coming, coming…
No. Don’t want it to end.
I force it. Force the orgasm. I can almost feel my clit swelling further, my walls throbbing hotter.
Coming, coming, coming….
Then Donny’s inside me. When did he undress? I have no idea. Don’t care. I only care that his hard cock is drilling into me, easing the ache of emptiness that has been a part of me the last few days.
He looks at me, his hazel eyes smoldering. His lips are slightly parted, and sweat has pasted his hair to his brow.
He says nothing. Just pounds into me, his gaze never wavering from mine.
Thrust, thrust, thrust—
Then a groan as he closes his eyes and releases.
Though my climax is waning, I still clamp around him, take him within me.
And I never want to let him go.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Donny
I stay inside Callie for several timeless moments before I withdraw and move to the side, fanning my arm over my forehead.
Once more, I haven’t taken care of her to the best of my ability.
She doesn’t complain, but I have so much more to show her, to give to her. I want so badly to show her she can have more than one climax.
She turns toward me and snuggles into my shoulder.
I open my eyes and look at her—so beautiful. “I love you.”
Her lips curve. “I love you too.”
“One day, I swear to you, I’m going to make love to you for hours, the way you deserve.”
“I kind of like it this way. That you can’t resist me.”
“Good thing, since I don’t seem to have any control at all around you.”
“That’s what I like about it. Plus, the feel of you inside me… It’s so…”
I widen my eyes. “Yeah?”