My eyes slowly shutter, and I bask in his presence. This man is so unassuming and yet comes into his moment in the bedroom. As he leans on one elbow, he notches his cock at my entrance and then hooks my knee. He pauses, and as soon as I open my eyes to see what is wrong, he sinks deep into my pussy as he leans down to take my lips with his. He immediately sets a slower, but entirely steady, pace. Bast begins to drive me wild with the rhythm, but true to his word, he doesn’t alter the speed.
The sensations start to send waves, both physical and emotional, ricocheting throughout my body. I’m helpless to his rhythm, and it’s not long before he’s swallowing my cries of bliss. Bast doesn’t stop, though. He demands more; his body pulls mine into a never-ending climax that feels like it lasts forever. I’m on the verge of tears from the intensity when he finally groans into my mouth, stilling inside my body. When he recovers, he gently rolls me to lie on top of him, still semi-hard and inside me. I can’t help but ride my endorphins as I listen to the ebbing pattern of his heartbeat.
It must only be a few minutes that I rest before I realize his resulting crash has left him as dazed as I am. As I lie here, soaking in the warmth of his exertion and basking in the glow of my elation, my thoughts take a contemplative turn. It’s almost as if he was making love to me, but I know that’s not what this was. This was way too carnal for love. It was passionate, feral, and all-consuming. And to think I’ve never felt anything like this before meeting my guys –my guys –I struggle to understand what that means. Is this just a sheltered girl finally coming into her own? Or does this mean I’m finally healing from the trauma that’s been haunting me?
NINETEEN
CAIT
No. No, I’m not going to go with you! I won’t! Leave me alone! I’m not yours!
Startled, I sit straight up in bed. Sweat dribbles down my temple, and I quickly swipe it away.Fuck,another nightmare.Just when are these going to go away?Looking around, I notice Bast is gone. The bed beside me is cold, so he must have left late last night.Damn, I would’ve loved to wake up in his arms, but with the nightmare, maybe that wasn’t the best outcome.I still haven’t told anyone but Dr. F about the nightmares. It makes me feel weak to know that I still have them.Fuck Jason, fuck all of this,I think, as tears well in my eyes.
I swipe aggressively to banish the evidence of my feelings; I’m not going there right now. Clambering out of bed, I immerse myself in a shower. I do an ice-cold rinse, and then turn the heat up, but it’s time to wake Lily for her last day of school. Quickly I get her dressed and fed, and then take her to the drop-off circle, before I head home to finish getting ready.
By the time I make it to Lift, I’ve got a better handle on my emotional range for the day. The cold shower shocked my system, and I’m firing on all cylinders by the time Ella ambushes me at the door.
“Well?!”
“Well, what?” I ask, completely confused.
“Girl. I’m glad you work at a café because you have some serious tea to spill,” she says, glaring at me. Ella slips her arm in mine and walks me to the back room, bypassing everyone with a look that could kill. Ella wouldn’t hurt a fly unless she’s protecting someone she loves, but still, no one tries her.
“Fine, what is it you need to know?” I sigh as I shrug out of my heavier coat.
“Cait, oh my god, girl, tell me! Corey? Bast? Both? Both at the same time?” The last she says with a grin, raising her eyebrows with a crude insinuation.
“Ugh, seriously, Ella. Do we have to do this now?” I sigh, exasperation sloughing off me in layers with the heavy winter coat I just hung up.
“Yes, now. Spill everything and quick. We need to get out there,” she says, with a quick peek around the corner to make sure no one was waiting at the counter.
“Well, yes, the answer to your question… is both.” My cheeks flame, and I’m so embarrassed talking about this, but she insists.
“Yasss, girl! Tell me more!”
“Well, Corey was first. I’m more comfortable with him, as I’ve been with him before. He and I already have chemistry. It didn’t start out going that way, but I was able to accept it if I was in control. And that was totally fine, and it worked, but…”
“But that’s not you. You are a go-with-the-flow type of person, so putting you in charge of everything just isn’t something you deal well with.”
“Yeah,” I sigh. “It was fine for the first time since… And honestly, I’m not sure if I could’ve gotten through it without it. But it’s not a normal thing for me.”
“So…” Ella encourages me to continue.
“The weekend was fun. Mostly snowboarding. But Corey encouraged me to go to Bast in the shower, and let’s just say I made it fun for him. But then Bast left, and Corey came in and ‘rewarded’ me.”
“Damn, girl!”
Chuckling at her response, I continue. “And then yesterday, well, let’s just say Dr. F suggested I try giving up all control; and girl, that was mind-blowing.”
Ella tries to recover from her shock by going into the walk-in freezer. “Girl, I knew you were freaky, but hot damn. How am I supposed to work after hearing those stories?”
“You’re lucky there weren’t details in those stories,” I reply quietly, a rosy tint invading my cheeks.
“Cait! I’m sofuckingmad at you, holding back on me,” she huffs, more amused than miffed. I cackle at her antics, but then shush her and herd her back out front. I love her, but I’m not going into details about my sexual encounters with her. Damn, I can’t wait until I can bug her about her exploits with Ash if they ever hook up.
* * *
Work passes quickly, and I leave to go get Lily and stop by the grocery store to pick up a few last-minute supplies for Thanksgiving. The store is a madhouse, but thankfully, Lily is well-behaved and actually helps. She even helps to put everything away when we get home. I have her throw pizza rolls into the air fryer while I prep the turkey for tomorrow. We have a blast popping those little pockets of molten cheese and sauce while we watchMiracle on 34th Street, the first Christmas movie of the season. I prep sweet potatoes too, because I just have to put those on a low boil.