He’s everywhere. All at once, he’s in me.

And all we’ve done is kiss.

Can’t breathe. I inhale frantically through my nose, getting enough air to keep the kiss going.

Until—

He breaks away, leaving my lips burning.

“Fuck,” he grits out.

My fingers make their way to my bottom lip. It stings. In a good way. A really good way.

“I want you,” Donny says, his low voice more like a growl.

I want you too.

The words don’t come.

He pulls a condom out of his back pocket. “You deserve better than a quick fuck, but I’m going to give you one. Right here. Right now.”

I open my mouth to speak, but again nothing comes.

“You’ll have to tell me no, Callie. Otherwise, I’m going to—”

“Yes,” I say without hesitation. “Please. Now.”

“Fuck,” he says again.

Does he want to undress me? Does he want—

His mouth is on mine again, and he lifts my shirt up, exposing my breasts. He pulls one out of my bra and pinches my hard nipple.

I groan into his mouth, nearly losing my footing again. I want to be naked. Naked under him, over him, beside him, on top of him.

Everywhere and nowhere all at once, as long as it’s with him.

He rips his mouth from mine and inhales sharply. “Damn. This is wrong.”

No. He can’t change his mind. If he does, I’ll die an untimely death right here in the Steel family library, against the agriculture books.

He gazes down at my exposed breast. “God, you’re beautiful.” He fumbles with my jeans.

Why did I wear cowboy boots tonight? Sandals would have been a much better choice. I could have them off by now, my jeans halfway down my thighs…

Donny drops to his knees.

Actually drops to his knees.

He removes my boots and socks quickly, and within another two seconds, my jeans are in a crumpled heap of denim on the Mediterranean area rug.

One tit hanging out, my shirt around my chest. I begin to remove the shirt and bra, but in a flash his own jeans are midway down his thighs, and his cock—his giant cock—is sheathed in the condom.

He lifts me into his arms, my back still aching from the shelf, and thrusts into me.

“Oh!” Then I bite down hard on my lower lip, stopping the noise.

My whole family is here. The whole community is here. All to welcome Donny Steel home.

He should be out there, mingling.

Instead, he’s fucking me in his library.

He’s huge, and he tunnels through me as if he’s drilling into steel. I’m far from a virgin, but his sheer size spikes into me with a sharp pain.

Good pain, though. Really good pain.

“You okay?” he whispers against my ear.

“Yes,” I say through clenched teeth. “Fine. Please. More.”

He pulls out and thrusts back in.

Yes, pain. Glorious pain that soothes my emptiness—emptiness I didn’t know existed.

He thrusts again.

Again.

Again.

The pain dissolves into pure pleasure. I cry out despite myself. My body takes over, and I let it happen.

Let the desire and overwhelming passion take me.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Thrust.

“Baby, I can’t hold out,” Donny grits against my neck. “I’ve got to come. Got to—”

He thrusts hard into me, holding himself there.

I feel every spurt in time with my heartbeat.

Time passes in a warp. He stays inside me, holding me against him. My legs are wrapped around his waist as if they belong there.

My breath comes in spasms. I wriggle against him, looking for the friction I need. If I can just—

Then a knock on the door.

“Shit!” Donny pulls out of me and sets me on the floor.

“Donny, are you in there?”

Jade’s voice.

Please don’t open the door. Please don’t open the door.

Did Donny think to lock it? I doubt it. He was in a hurry.

He snaps up his pants and buckles his belt. Then he gathers my jeans and boots and pushes them into my grasp. “Get in the closet.”

I drop my mouth open as he takes my hand, walks quickly across the room, shoves me into the large closet, and closes the door.

And I stand here.

In the dark, one boob still out, holding my jeans and boots.

My socks. Where are my socks?

I strain my ears, trying to hear what’s going on in the library. Is Jade coming in? Will she see my socks?

Donny will tell me when the coast is clear.

This is the right thing. I mean, I’m going to work for the woman beginning on Monday. I don’t want her to find me half-naked in her library with her son, the brand spanking new assistant city attorney.

I don’t dare try to get my jeans on. I don’t want to make any noise.

So I wait.

I wait for Donny.

He’ll come when it’s safe.

Chapter Nineteen

Donny

I open the door to face my mother.

“What are you doing in here?” she demands. “The party is underway. The food’s all set out. People are starting to wonder where you are. Dad and Dale said you were right behind them.”

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