Chapter 51
FIFTY-ONE
CALDER
The brewery seemed safer. If I get Meredith in bed, we might never leave.
I sprint up the stairs with her in my arms, her legs locked around my waist. I spin around the railing and head straight for the office. There’s too much traffic in town to fuck her against the door. No one can peek through the second-story windows.
I bypass the boxes by the door and plant her ass on the desk. “I need you naked now.”
“Yes.” She rips her shirt off over her head then tugs at mine. I’m like a deer caught in headlights, my gaze frozen on the way the globes of her breasts arch over her bra. I cup a hand over each tit, loving the soft scrape of her nipples against me.
“Do you know how miserable I was going to an empty bed every night?” I bend to nibble along her neck.
A shiver racks her body, and she wraps her legs around me. She lolls her head back. “I hated it too.”
I unhook her bra and let it fall. “I missed these. I’m going to bury myself in you and not come up for air.”
“Yes,” she whispers.
I detest stepping away, but I do it to take off her pants, so there’s definitely a reward.
She toes off her shoes, and I undo the clasp of her jeans.
She finishes tugging my shirt over my head.
We’re a tangle of arms, but her relieved sigh when I’m bare-chested is everything I want to hear. She missed me.
I yank her pants down. She grips the edge of the desk and lifts her hips. In anticipation, I pull too hard, and the desk lifts from her hold and thunks to the ground. She giggles but doesn’t hesitate to unzip my fly and shove my pants down.
“Good enough.” I grab each leg and spread her wide. “So fucking pink and wet and perfect.”
“Oh my god.” She tries to close her legs, but I wedge myself between them, my cock straining. Her face is a fiery blush, and I’m going to make sure her whole body ignites.
“You’re the dessert I’ve been waiting for. All those long nights I stayed awake and booked call after call just so I could get home to you quicker.” I pump my hand up and down my erection. “I didn’t even have time to jack off to the image of you coming when I took you against the door.”
“I hated being in my bed without you,” she says in a ragged whisper.
“Lean back and let me show you how much I missed you.”
She presses her palms into the desk behind her, knocking off the pen holder. Neither of us cares. Her breasts jut into the air. I drag the tip of my cock through her wet heat. A shudder rocks through me. I’m not going to last long.
“I didn’t want to fuck you without a condom before I left, because I don’t want to baby-trap you, but rosy, I’m dying to sink into that beautiful pussy and leave it all behind.”
Her chest rises and falls. She sprawls gloriously in front of me, waiting.
But I have to wait too. I need her to know what I’m saying.
“I want it all with you, but we’re doing this when you want it. I’m going to put a ring on that finger and get down on one knee. I’m going to put a baby in that belly and spoil you rotten. You’re mine.”
She rolls her hips, and I push an inch inside. “I thought I lost this chance with you forever. I want it all too.”
A groan reverberates from my chest, and I slam into her. My goddamn knees go weak. There’s nothing between us, and she’s nothing but soft, wet heat clenching around me, her muscles rippling up and down my cock.
“You’re mine. Forever.” I punctuate the word with a thrust.
“Yes.” She holds onto my shoulders and hooks her ankles around me.
I capture her mouth and piston in and out. My climax climbs higher. She’s so tight around me I can barely move. Her pussy grinds against me, chasing the friction she needs. I change my angle, hitting the spot I know will drive her wild.
Her mouth falls open, and she gasps. “Yes.” Fingernails dig into my shoulders.
We move as one, as connected as can be. This was worth waiting for.
“Fuck, I’m almost there.” I hook my arms under her knees and ram at her G-spot. The desk shakes and shudders under us. It scrapes against the floor, but I take a step and don’t mess up my rhythm.
“Calder?”
“Come for me. Let me fill you up.”
Her body fists around me so hard I almost come to a complete stop, and then heat blooms between us.
“Yes!” she shouts. “Oh god! Yes!”
The louder she is, the harder I pump. The desk’s front legs come off the floor and slam back down.
Something drops at my feet, but I don’t care.
She’s coming, and it’s the best feeling in the world.
I’m home. I’m fucking the woman I love on the desk I’m going to be working at for the rest of my career.
This is the first of many. I’m going to take Meredith everywhere possible inside and out of this brewery, the house, the shop, the barn.
Hell, I’ll fuck her along every foot of fence line Crossroads has.
Thinking of a future with the naked woman writhing against me launches me over the edge and into the stratosphere. I release inside her, and goddamn, it was worth the wait.
“Calder,” she breathes against my chest as I shake through my orgasm.
I slump against the desk, and it screeches back another inch. “I think we broke the damn thing.”
She pushes her hands through my hair. “I’ve never been able to move this thing. You’re really strong.”
“Damn right, I am.” I give her a lingering kiss. My cock twitches inside her. I could do this again. And again and again. But she’s going to worry about leaving Sawyer and Bea to work our booth.
Our booth. This place is mine. This woman is mine. The house we’re going to is sort of mine, but I know no one else will boot us out of it.
“What are you thinking about?” She brushes her hand down my face, then up again. She likes the scruff, and I like the whisker burn on her neck.
“That you’ll want to get back so we can help Sawyer.”
Her sweet smile cuts me right to the quick. “We?”
“We. Always.” I kiss her. “And we have that baseball diamond dedication tomorrow.” It’ll be like handing off a baton from my dad to me.
“I didn’t pack up much of the house. A lot of it belongs to you and your brothers.”
I press my lips to her forehead. “I was thinking we can redo the house. Make it ours and maybe redo the rooms as guest rooms.” In case my brothers ever visit.
“You want to get rid of the blue cabinets?”
“We keep what you want of your sister’s, and I’ll do the same with Dad’s. But those cabinets? One hundred percent.”
She laughs and drops her legs. I hate pulling out of her, but she’ll be mine all night tonight. I pull my pants up and collect her clothing.
“Your mom’s table is in the shop.” She puts her bra on. “If you want to bring that into the house.”
“Yeah,” I say roughly. “I would.” Dad saved it, and that decreases some of my lingering anger toward him.
My shirt is on the floor. When I take a step toward it, something skitters across the hardwood. It’s probably a pen. But when I stoop to get my shirt, I find a USB drive, the same kind Dad used before Bowen and I upgraded everything.
I pick it up.
Meredith steps into her jeans and hops off the desk. “What’s that?”
“Likely more files that I have to go through.” I toss the drive onto the desk. I can get to that later. “I’ll see if it opens and then hit up Bowen if it doesn’t. It’s not like there’ll be any life-changing information on it. Just more backups.”
Once she’s got her shoes on, I lead her downstairs and into the pleasant evening. The first of many.