Reign (The Sainthood - Boys of Lowell High #3)(19)
“I’m sure he’ll call when he can,” Theo assures me, bending down to kiss my cheek.
I guess I drifted to sleep at some point during one of the movies because the next thing I’m aware of is waking up in my bedroom with a heavy arm around my waist, sweating like I’m in the midst of a raging inferno. Heat rolls off Caz in waves, and he’s suctioned to my back, like an overheated electric blanket. I glance at my body, grinning when I spot the Pearl Jam tee I’m wearing. It’s one of Caz’s favorite shirts, and I love that he put me in it.
I’d like to stay here, secure in his strong arms, inhaling his comforting spicy, masculine scent, but he’s too fucking hot, and his shirt is already stuck to my back like glue. Beads of sweat have plastered hair to my brow, and I need to cool down before I spontaneously combust. It takes mammoth effort to extract myself from Caz’s embrace without waking him, especially with sore ribs, but, somehow, I pull it off.
I pad into the en suite bathroom and run the shower, setting the temp to low. The cold, fresh water soothes my inflamed skin as I step under the showerhead, tilting my head back and letting rivulets trickle down my face. When I’m sufficiently cool, I adjust the temperature so it’s a little warmer and wash my hair and my body.
“Babe.” A gruff, sleep-drenched tone booms in the silent room. “You okay?” Caz asks, stifling a yawn.
“I was too hot,” I admit, turning around as the shower door opens. “I didn’t mean to wake you.” I’ve no clue what time it is, but it’s still dark out, so I’m guessing it’s the middle of the night.
“Well, I’m definitely awake now.” He grins, stepping into the shower, fixing me with a lust-laden look.
My gaze lowers, roaming over his broad chest, sculpted abs, and the line of dark hair that runs down to his hard cock. My libido instantly rouses, and I shoot him a matching grin as I wrap my fingers around his shaft. “You sure are.” I pump him in slow, measured strokes, wishing I could drop to my knees and blow him, but my stupid fucking ribs won’t let me. I nip at his jawline, grazing my teeth along the layer of stubble on his chin and cheeks. “And I’m wide-awake too, so what are you going to do with me, stud?”
“Turn around and face the wall. Hands on the tile. Ass up in the air, babe.” He lightly swats my butt as I put myself in position. My ribs ache a little, but the pain is bearable. I hear him lowering to his knees, and my pussy clenches in anticipation. I cry out when his hot tongue licks a path along my slit, moving from my pussy to my ass, and my cunt clenches with pure need.
I need this, him, so fucking bad.
He pushes two fingers inside me, slowly stroking my inner walls, and fireworks explode behind my retinas. I move my hips, riding his fingers, desperately needing more. He alternates between his fingers and his tongue, working my pussy and my clit until I’m dangling from dizzy heights. Suctioning his mouth over my cunt, he ravishes me with his wicked lips and his naughty tongue while his fingers ease into my ass.
I come apart instantly, shattering blissfully, screaming and whimpering, as my climax rips through me.
“You okay?” he asks in a deep voice as he stands, brushing my wet hair to one side so he can nibble on my neck.
“I need you inside me.” I reach back, grabbing his ass cheek, feeling his throbbing erection pressing against the seam of my butt.
“You sure, babe?” Caz’s hands round my body, moving up to cup my heavy breasts. He continues kissing and sucking on my neck as his fingers roll my nipples and knead my sensitive flesh, and I ache down below, needing him to fill me to the hilt.
“Yes. I need to feel you moving inside me.”
He lines his cock up with my entrance, slipping into my greedy pussy little by little until he’s fully seated inside me.
He is careful as he starts to move, and it frustrates me to no end, because I could use a rough, hard fuck, but I can’t criticize him because I know he doesn’t want to hurt me. He moves in and out of me in slow, deep thrusts while his hands explore my body and his lips trail kisses all over my back. He murmurs loving words in my ear as he fucks me, and my heart swells with emotion. I didn’t think Caz had this in him, because he’s all alpha in the bedroom, but the longer we make slow love, the more I fucking love it and him.
After a while, he picks up the pace, grunting into my ear as his fingers find my clit and he rubs the tightened bundle of nerves, bringing me closer and closer to heaven, until we’re both ascending at the same time. His hot cum spurts inside me as his cock pulses, and I groan as my body succumbs to pleasure, climaxing again.
Caz pulls out of me, using the shower hose to wash both of us clean, and then he scoops me into his arms, pressing the sweetest kiss to my lips. My head lolls against his chest as he carries me back into the bedroom. I’m exhausted and struggling to keep my eyes open as he tenderly dries me before laying me down in the bed. Getting in beside me, he is careful to keep his warm body away from me. I smile, fighting sleep when he takes my hand, lifting it to his mouth to kiss my knuckles. “I love you, Caz,” I murmur. “Thank you for taking care of me.”
“I love you too, princess. So fucking much.” He leans in, pressing another soft kiss to my lips, and I drift back to sleep with a massive smile on my face.
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THE REST OF the week follows a similar pattern, and it’s weird to have so much free time to ourselves. Caz and Saint keep themselves busy exploring the property and working out in the small gym. Theo joins them for a daily workout before burying himself in his tablet, trying to decode Dad’s secret files on the dark web. I showed the guys the files on Tuesday, and I spent a couple hours going through my notebook with Theo, explaining the work I’ve done to date. He took over from there, insisting I rest up while leaving the investigative work to him.