He pushes a finger into me and my back rises even higher off the bed. I tug hard on his hair in my hands. He seems to like that. His tongue moves faster and harder over my clit and another finger pushes into me and pumps me hard and fast.
I can’t feel anything but his hot, wet mouth and his strong, long fingers. My body is wound tighter than a guitar string about to break. A warmth builds in my abdomen and then his fingers curl in just the right way and his tongue licks up and down and around and…
I let out a loud gasp and my spine curls and I pant his name as my orgasm rips through my body. I feel my pussy squeeze his fingers and he just keeps going, never stopping his tongue or pulling away.
Finally, after what feels like forever, my spine lays flat against the mattress and Devin pulls his hand from me and I feel him move up. He kisses my cheek and my ear. I can do nothing but whimper and reach for him, but he pulls away. By the time my eyes open, he’s off the bed and walking toward the door.
“Where are you going?”
He turns back and smiles softly. “To my room.”
“What?! Why?” I’m shocked. I want desperately to make him come as hard as I did.
“You want me, Callie, then you’re going to have to admit that you want all of me,” he tells me in a riddle my orgasm-slammed brain is having trouble understanding. “I’m done with the casual sex.”
I try to argue but he closes the door before I can think of something to say.
Chapter 42
Callie
When I get home from work two days later, after a night shoot, I brace myself in case he’s already up. I’ve been able to avoid being alone with him since that night. My work schedule has been crazy and the only time I saw him was after a fourteen-hour day. He, Donna and Wyatt were on their way out to dinner with Luc and Rose. I used exhaustion as my excuse not to join them.
The shoot I’m coming back from now went from ten at night until ten in the morning. I sigh and open the front door. At least, after an all-nighter, it won’t be odd if I beeline straight for my room. But as I enter the hall I hear a familiar voice coming from the kitchen. And then a different, equally familiar giggle. I head straight for the sounds.
“Cole!” I scream and rush over to where the youngest Garrison brother is leaning against the counter. He puts his coffee mug down and wraps his long arms around me.
“Hands off my husband,” his wife, my childhood friend Leah, says as she stands up from her seat at the kitchen table, and then she laughs. “I have always wanted to say that!”
As we pull apart, my eyes land on Devin. He’s looking at me with a small smile on his face and his soft hazel eyes seem to have more gray flecks than normal. I look away like the coward I’ve become. I feel weird after our last encounter. I mean it wasamazing, but he had all the control and I had none. And I hate ultimatums. I always do the exact opposite of what someone who challenges me wants me to do, just to spite them. To prove no one can tell me what to do. But…something about Devin’s ultimatum makes that knee-jerk reaction I usually find instinctive impossible. The problem was giving in to what he wanted…that was impossible too, wasn’t it?
“I’m so excited you’re here!” Leah says with her usual beautiful warm smile. “I knew you were in New York but I didn’t know you were living here with Devin.”
“Yeah,” Cole pipes in, shooting Devin a quick, hard stare. “Somebody forgot to mention that. Among other things.”
“It’s only temporary,” Devin replies lightly. “She wants to get a place of her own.”
They all look at me. “I was thinking about it.” I shrug and change the subject. “So what’s with the visit?”
Cole nods. “We came to see Jordan get his ass kicked by Luc and Devin.”
“Ah, yes, the Garrison-and-Richard-against-another-Garrison game.” A huge yawn overcomes me suddenly. “Sorry. Long night.”
“How was work?” Devin asks.
“Good.” I stifle another yawn.
“When does the show start?” Leah wants to know. “Is it already on the air?”
“No.” I shake my tired head. “It airs tonight for the first time. They were going to wait until January but one of those shows they debuted in September tanked so they’re putting us in their spot.”
Devin looks shocked. “What? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I don’t know. It’s not that big a deal. I was just going to order pizza and watch it.” I shrug and yawn yet again. “I have to sleep before I fall into a coma.”
“You’ll come to the game tomorrow night, right?” Leah asks hopefully as I hug her again.
“Are you kidding me? Wouldn’t miss it. I’m gonna make a ‘D. Garrison Is Better Than J. Garrison’ sign and get myself on national TV!”
