She adjusts her beanie, her eyes are still full of fire. “I’m glad I could be of assistance.”
The Ferris wheel seems to be moving at triple the speed it was before. Just minutes ago, being trapped on this ride was my biggest nightmare. Now it’s become the key to unlocking a new fantasy.
As soon as we reach the bottom, I practically leap off. We’re both a little unsteady on our feet, almost as if we’re drunk. Thanks to her, I’m more intoxicated by lust than fear.
“Did you want to play more games?” I gesture at a stall. “Or we could grab a bite?”
“Take me home, Calder.” She looks at me dead in the face in a way that warms my belly, knowing exactly what’s coming next.
THIRTY-THREE
Kady
Seeing Calder afraid, his hands trembling and voice wavering, all because I persuaded him to go on a Ferris wheel was one thing. What I never could’ve imagined was that the hottest conversation I’ve ever had would be the one way to help him get through it.
Submitting to someone had never interested me. I like having power, being the one in control. But the thought of just being able to let go, not knowing what’s coming next seems thrilling.
Calder’s hazel eyes gleam with a dark desire as I smell a hint of my perfume breaking down my scent blockers.
“Are you sure?”
“Take me home, Calder.” I grab his hand then tug him through the crowd like a crazy woman on a mission, not caring who I have to push past.
Just as we reach the car, I grab his jacket and yank him closer, desperate to feel his body against mine.
“Make the most of your sight.” As he speaks, his lips brush tantalizingly against my own. “As soon as we get home, you’re not going to be able to see.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?” I crush my breasts into his firm chest.
“A promise.” He didn’t need to verbally respond, his massive cock pressing against me through his clothes answering my question. “But we better get outta here soon because a fair is definitely too PG-13 for what I want to do to you, and word travels fast in Forestville, as you’ve probably gathered by now.”
Once we’re both in the car, I peer over his shoulder when he pulls out his cell. “What are you doing?”
“Just texting the guys to let them know we’re coming home and don’t want to be disturbed.”
Fuck. I can’t wait to be alone with him.
The car ride is a blur. The car jolting over the bumps in the road, causing my seat to vibrate, sends shivers of desire through me. The simmering sexual tension between us is palpable as my eyes trace over the throbbing veins on the backs of his hands. Why are the backs of men’s hands so hot? Even the holiday-scented air freshener hanging from his rearview mirror seems to heighten my yearning. I squeeze my thighs together, my breath hitching as our legs touch when we round a corner. By the time we pull up at the cabin, I’m practically panting with need.
Calder lets us inside, taking my hand to lead me upstairs. When the sound of the TV and the others talking floats from the next room, I freeze on the first step. He raises his index finger to his lips, but I struggle to stifle a giggle when the stairs creak underfoot. Obviously, the others don’t mind us spending time alone, but knowing that we’re only a few feet away from the rest of the pack in our special world only adds to the excitement.
He tugs me down the hall to his room. Inside, I see that it’s larger than Riven’s with a giant bed in the center. The walls are lined with bookcases.
I turn at the sound of metal sliding into place as Calder locks the door. “No escape, huh?”
“I want to make sure we’re definitely not going to be interrupted.” He steps closer, eliminating the gap between our bodies. “Tonight, I want you all to myself.”
I extend up on my tiptoes, desperate to feel his mouth on mine, but he holds back.
“Before we do anything, Kady.” He traces the outline of my lips. “What we were talking about doing on the Ferris wheel was insanely hot, but this is real life. I want to make sure you’re comfortable. What I like can be intense.” His Adam’s apple bobs. “We need a safe word.”
“Hm.” I bite my lip. “Pineapple.”
“Pineapple, got it.” He nods. “Say the P-word, and I’ll stop right away. This is as much about your pleasure as it is mine, even though I’ll be the one in control.” He cups my cheek, sending a tremor down my spine. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
I hear my heart thundering in my ears, finding myself nodding. His zingy scent grounds me, making me feel safe enough to let go.
“I do have rules. If you don’t think you can follow them, then this won’t work.” His finger dances along my cheekbone. “If we’re doing this, I need you to submit to me. I need you to give yourself to me fully. Can you do that?”
