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“I have a condom!” I announce loudly with my fist in the air like it’s a profound proclamation. I reach over to my end table to help hide my now-red face.

I tug down my pants and undies in one sweep, then settle back on top of his, straddling him.

I rip open the foil packet, pull it out, and gently slide the rubber on him.

“As much as I’d like to suck you off right now, I really want to ride,” I say as I line up and glide down on his dick.

“Fuck,” he hisses.

I grab his free hand and slip it under my shirt. “Touch me,” I beg.

There’s no hesitation from Cal as he cups, teases, and pinches one breast. He then moves his hand over to do the same with the other one.

I writhe in a steady rhythm, but I pick up the pace as my body aches for more.

Holy shit.

Is this what I’ve been missing out on basically my entire adult life?

My lips crash down on his. The desire to be closer is strong. I suck on his bottom lip as he moans. “Lettie baby, I can’t…I can’t last much longer.”

My breath hitches, and I gasp for breath. “Me neither,” I gasp.

“Fuck.”

I thrust one more time before I see stars. Once we catch our breaths, we clean up and slide back into his bed.

“You’re amazing at calling the shots,” I hear Cal say as I drift off to sleep.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Calvin

Istare at my phone, deciding whether to send it. I tack on three more words, then hit send.

Me: I miss you in my bed

Ant, our massive left tackle, is snoring in the bed next to me. I’m on the opposite coast for a game tomorrow, and I’m missing my girl. Sure, I just saw her forty-eight hours ago, but still.