25. Callie

There was no talking beyond Kane’s grunt of surprise when I dragged him into the lounge.

My mind was empty, completely void of thought. I only wanted to feel, only wanted to act and it was sheer luck that Kane was willing to go along with it.

Our mouths collided in biting kisses, and I dragged my fingertips through the wiry twists of his hair. Then, I shoved at his shoulders until he fell back onto the couch.

Before he could speak, I was in his lap with my hips grinding down against his own. His hands warmed my hips through my t-shirt while I gripped his own and ripped the fabric free of the buttons. Breaking the kiss, I moved down to kiss his bare chest. Dragging my tongue over his dark nipples, my hips continued to rock down until his cock rose beneath me and nudged against my core.

“Fuck,” Kane grunted, and his grip on my hips tightened.

I was insatiable. Biting at his nipple until he gasped, I kissed my way back up to his mouth while reaching down between my legs. Fighting with his belt was only mildly frustrating, but eventually, the leather slipped free, and I was able to grasp his cock and ease him free of his clothing.

Rising up onto my knees, I shoved my sweatpants down as far as they could go from this angle. Kane helped, then his hands slid under my t-shirt and caressed my back. Utter bliss overcame me as I sank down onto his cock.

My head tipped back and I moaned, soaking up the stretch of his cock and the satisfying sensation of having weight inside of me. Just one stroke, and I was already so close. My heart rate picked up and I clenched all my muscles down around Kane’s cock.

A punched-out moan escaped him like he had been wounded, and then I cupped his neck and kissed him hard. From there, I rode him with every ounce of strength and determination I had. We didn’t break apart, sharing air as we wanted into each other’s mouths. His nails scraped down my back, sending tingles over my entire body. I suckled at his thick lower lip, caressed his hair and neck, then gripped his shoulders tightly as I bounced repeatedly on his cock.

It was the only thing I was hungry for. The only thing I craved at that moment.

Kane’s arm suddenly wound around me, pulling me close to his chest. The position didn’t halt my movements but it did provide a slightly better angle. The pleasure built hot and fast and when I came, it was with a scream that pulled painfully at my dry throat.

I rode Kane to his own orgasm and then peppered kisses all over his jaw. Only when his cock started to soften did I slide to the side and flop onto the couch, breathless.

“Holy shit,” Kane gasped. “What brought that on?”

“I don’t know,” I shrugged, trying to cling to the peace that came from my orgasm for a little longer. Unfortunately, it slipped away far too fast, and I was left with the same hollow pit as before. “I was just horny.”

“When Liam said he was worried about you, he didn’t mention this.” Kane leaned forward and re-buttoned his shirt. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” I snapped, then I took a breath. “Sorry. People keep asking me that and I feel like they don’t believe me when I answer.”

“Well, you did collapse at work,” Kane pointed out gently. “That has worried all of us.”

“It was dehydration, nothing more. I’m just… worried about the company and everyone involved.”

The concern melted away from Kane’s face and he nodded, then eyes hardened. “I understand. Something fishy is going on here and I’m going to get to the bottom of it.”

Despite the post-sex glow, I swore there was something almost accusatory about his gaze. That could have been the guilt talking but I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t be around him, or I’d end up spilling my guts.

“You have to leave.”

“I can’t,” Kane said flatly. “I’m here to take care of you.”

Rising from the couch, I angled toward the door. “I have Bianca coming over and she’s going through a lot. She really needs me, so you can’t be here when she gets here.”

“Oh.” Kane’s brows shifted in surprise. “Alright. I understand, I hope she’s okay?”

“She’s fine. There’s just… a lot.”

The closer Kane stepped, the more I felt like I was going to explode from anger and upset. I almost missed the numbness from before he was here. The sex was supposed to give me a good feeling, not reignite sensations in my heart.

“So if you could…?” I tilted my head, then paused as Kane caught my chin between his fingers.

“Call me before you go to bed.”

“Why?” I squinted up at him.

“So I know you’re okay. I’m not asking. I’m telling you.”

A warm shiver wormed its way down my spine and I flashed him a smile. “I will.”

I was supposed to wait for Bianca. Maybe I should have.

The problem was that being alone in my apartment after Kane left was driving me crazy. The guilt was all consuming, and it kept bubbling up like vomit. Until real vomit had me running to the bathroom three times.

I was sweating, and my heart wouldn’t stop racing. There was nothing I could do to calm down so in the end, I redressed and headed back to the office.

I couldn’t live like this. I needed to come clean and tell Sawyer everything. I no longer cared what happened to me and lived with the hope that the papers I got from Eli would be enough to protect my mother. If not then I would find another way. I’d sell a kidney if I had to; I didn’t care.

I couldn’t keep this inside.

As I arrived at the office, I was alarmed to bump into Liam right as I got off the elevator.

“Callie?” He grasped my arm and his brow furrowed. “What are you doing back here? You’re supposed to be resting with Kane.”

“I sent him away,” I replied. “I thought you were with Marie.”

“I was. She’s in the staff room with Hillary. I’m going to the cafeteria to get her some food.” Liam didn’t sound like he appreciated the light accusation, but I had no room for more guilt in my chest. I was at my limit.

As we stared each other down, it struck me that they would hate me once I came clean with Sawyer. I would never get to see any of them again, at least not with love in their eyes and that somehow hurt more than anything else.

This might be the last time Liam could even stand to look at me.

What the hell.

Without much consideration, I grabbed the front of his t-shirt and dragged him down for a kiss. He accepted it with a noise of surprise, sliding one arm around my waist.

“I need you to fuck me,” I gasped against his lips.

Color bloomed across Liam’s cheeks. “Right now?”

“Right now,” I gasped against his lips.

“But Marie?—”

“Unless you can’t handle it.”

“Oh, you sweet thing.” Liam surged into the kiss and victory soared through my heart. His touch, his kissing and the hard contact of his body was once again enough to cut through the tension in my chest and like an addict, I was hooked.

I dragged him toward the bathroom and shoved him inside, kicking the door closed behind me. Then he had me up against it, kissing me hard while his hands roamed all over my body. I was burning up from desire and with each nip of his teeth and scrape of his nails, my mind was growing calmer.

The physicality of it was the cure to my mental anguish, and I needed it. I craved it. Hands tore at clothes and then Liam’s naked chest was pressing against my own. His moans, like soft musical notes, around me and the moment his cock slid inside me, peace fell.

“Fuck yes,” I gasped, hooking one leg around his hip as he pressed me hard against the wall. “Fuck me!”

“Oh I will.” Liam silenced me with a kiss and began to fuck me with a strength I didn’t know he possessed. I lost all balance but he held me up with a firm grip and I was just along for the ride.

If this was to be the last time we ever did this, it was going to be amazing.

And it was. Liam’s hands and mouth were everywhere, teasing and caressing while holding me close and making sure I didn’t fall. Every thrust of his cock reached so deep, and since I was already sensitive from Kane, my orgasm crept up so much faster than I expected. Just as I was close, moaning desperately and losing my grip on Liam, he suddenly pulled out of me.

Before I could ask what he was doing, he turned me toward the sink and bent me over it then re-entered my pussy from behind. I clutched at the cold porcelain and whined desperately. Liam grasped a handful of my hair and pulled my head up, forcing me to look into the mirror as he fucked me.

“Look at you,” he panted in my ear. “Look how fucking desperate for it you are.”

I couldn’t look at myself, so I focused on Liam. The strong jaw, the soft lines of his handsome face and the way the corner of his eyes crinkled when he screwed up his nose.

He was gorgeous and watching him fuck me was highly erotic. My orgasm recovered quickly and swept over me with little warning. I came with a cry I muffled by biting my own lip and as I clenched around Liam’s pounding cock, he found his end inside me within minutes.

It was perfect. He was perfect. A calm bliss once again settled over me like a blanket and I clung to it as we parted and redressed.

“That was fantastic,” Liam smirked. “But what brought it on? You’ve always seemed more of a wine and dine before sex. Not a bathroom quickie.”

“What can I say?” I smiled lazily at him as the calmness slowly started to fade. “You’re irresistible.”

“Oh.” Liam pressed one hand to his chest. “My ego loves that.”

As we laughed, the sound of raised voices drifted through the door, and Liam’s brow dipped. After getting dressed, we hurried from the bathroom.

Kane and Sawyer stood barely an inch apart, yelling at one another. They were at each other”s throats and I didn’t need a crystal ball to work out why.