Unconditional

“Was she at least legal?”

“Yes, Ryan. Okay? This hasn’t been going on for long okay? She’s been in love with me for…a while, and I’m just catching up. Now let it fucking go.”

“Let it go? Cal…”

“I know, okay? I know, no one is going to think it’s okay.”

“How can you think it’s okay? You raised her. You got into her mind and her heart…of course, she thinks she’s in love with you.”

“Look,” I bark out at him, “I’ve already lost a brother over this shit. I get that people aren’t exactly on board, but I’m not going to sit here and argue with you over it. I love her, I want to be with her, and I would do anything for her. I would never do anything to hurt Maddie. If that’s not enough for you, then that’s too damn bad.” I slam my car door shut and I’m out of the parking lot in seconds.

My mouth drops open when I make it to the office and see why I’ve been summoned out of third period. The smile creeps onto my face the second I see him through the window of the main office. I had fallen into a troubled, restless sleep last night after tossing and turning for hours. I wanted him there, and then when I woke up this morning having fallen asleep with my hand wrapped firmly around my phone, my heart sank.

He didn’t come.

But now he’s here.

And holy fuck does he look delicious.

But why is he here?

I sling my bag over my shoulder and push my way into the office to see Cal leaning against the wall with a warm smile splayed on his face. He’s wearing jeans and a leather jacket, his badge hanging around his neck, looking like some kind of sexy cop prepared to go undercover. “Hi…Cal.” I try to stop my voice from sounding like a woman so clearly lusting after a man, but it’s no use. I can only hope that the office manager doesn’t take notice. I look over at her as she looks at me from above her glasses and she shoos us off. “You’ve been excused for the day Madeline, we’ll see you tomorrow.”

Cal all but drags me out of the office and towards the front door.

“You’re here.”

He stops in his tracks and stares at me as a smile finds his lips. “Of course, I’m here, you needed me, and I need you. I need to make sure you’re…okay after last night.”

“So, you broke me out of school?” I’m shocked. Cal always stressed the importance of school and the value of getting a good education. Growing up, I was rarely allowed to miss school unless I was really sick, and even then, I’m talking fever and unable to keep down solid foods.

Who is this man?

His eyes rake me over from my feet to my eyes and I watch his eyes darken with need

.

Oh.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come last night…” He trails off. “Can I make it up to you?”

I look back towards the school and then at him. Fuck, I want him. Bad. Though we had sex last night it was rushed and frantic and quick and my adrenaline was at an all-time high. It was also the only time we’ve had sex since I moved into Margie’s. I needed more. “My car is here.”

He looks around the parking lot and shoves his hands in his pockets giving me a wolfish grin before sliding his sunglasses over his eyes. “Wanna meet me at home?”

“So, let me get this straight, you pulled me out of school at noon…to go have sex? Are you sure you’re not an eighteen year old boy?”

“Trust me, sweetheart, the things I’m about to do to you are not things an eighteen year old boy can do.”

We’re barely through the front door before his pants are around his ankles and I’m pressed against the wall, his dick pressing against my sex through my panties under my skirt. “I need to taste your pretty cunt.” He growls in my ear. “It’s wet, isn’t it? You got wet driving home thinking about the mess we’re about to make between your legs, didn’t you?”

“Cal….” I shut my eyes because his words have made me dizzy and I can’t keep them open. My pussy feels like it’s on fire, and I know the second he breathes near it, I’m going to come all over his face. I rub my sex against his dick, trying my hardest to get closer to him. “Off—off!” I cry out as he pokes me between my legs again. He sets me on shaky legs, and I manage to pull my boots and skirt off in record time.

“Everything comes off,” he tells me as he pulls his shirt over his head. He’s standing before me completely naked and my mouth falls open like I haven’t seen him naked before. I pull my shirt over my head and unclasp my bra and send my panties down my legs, leaving us both naked and the attraction sizzling between us.

His arms are so defined, veins protrude with every flex of his arm, making me wetter at the apex of my thighs. The slickness is becoming more intense and I feel it starting to trickle down my thigh. His chest, his abs, the perfectly cut V of his pelvis leading down to his dick turns me into a puddle of want and need. His dick is standing straight up, hard and strong and prepared to rip me in two. This man is so virile and masculine it makes me weak in the knees. On top of the fact that he is so protective of me makes me feel safe and guarded, knowing that he’d rip anyone apart that ever touched me.

“You done?” he asks, taking a step forward and I look at him questioningly “Ogling my dick?”