Coming Home by M.A. Stacie

Her
breathing grew heavy and fast. "I need more than your fingers. I
need you inside me."
    "I want you, too. I can feel how wet you are
for me. So ready for my cock. Tell me you want me."
    "Oh yes," she breathed. "Now."
    He pulled his fingers from her body, making
her want to cry. She watched in fascination when he brought his
shining fingers to his lips and lapped at them, tasting her cream.
Her legs almost gave way.
    "I've missed your taste," he crooned, before
lifting her up. He wrapped her legs around his body, and pressed
her back flat against the wall. "I've been dyin' to fuck you alone,
to have you all to myself."
    Sydney bit her cheek to stop the loud moan
that wanted to burst from her lips at his words. She found his
possessiveness unbelievably sexy, and something she could get used
to. Their time apart had changed him, she could see that now.
    In response, she rocked her hips faster,
scraping her fingernails along his scalp. All thoughts of the
horses, Jack, and Pax were gone. Her world centered on Caleb and
the way he made everything better.
    "Condom," she hissed, hoping this would be
one of those times he had one handy.
    He smirked, pushing his hips closer to hers.
He braced her against the wall and reached into his back pocket.
Sydney took it from him, tearing it open with her teeth before
handing it back. Burying his face in her chest, she waited until he
covered his cock.
    Groaning, Caleb thrust harshly into her. She
squeezed her thighs and rocked along with him. The hair on her body
stood on end, goose bumps splayed across her skin. She gasped for
breath as he rammed her against the wall. Air hissed through his
gritted teeth and he snarled between each pump.
    Sydney clawed at his shirt, only then
realizing that they were both still completely clothed. She'd only
removed her panties.
    Caleb's legs trembled underneath her, and he
hitched her higher, slamming his cock into her aching pussy. She
brought her mouth back to his, tasting herself on his tongue. At
the same time, the throb between her legs started to spiral out of
control. Caleb must have felt it, because he lowered his lips, took
her T-shirt covered nipple between his teeth and bit down.
    "I… I… oh, fuck…"
    "Let go, Ne-Ne. Let me feel you come."
    Her orgasm ripped through her. Screams left
her mouth when it burst through her body, burning her insides in
its wake. She sobbed, aftershocks racking her abdomen.
    Caleb came seconds later, hissing and
grunting into her chest. His teeth pulled at her T-shirt, he'd been
reduced to a snarling primal beast, only needing his
completion.
    From the way he bucked against her, his had
been just as wild as hers. Listening to Caleb's heavy breathing,
she tried to restore her equilibrium. His cock still pulsed inside
of her and his head nuzzled her chest. She tried to enjoy the
moment but reality came back like a kick to the gut. This had been
a small escape that she knew from the start couldn't make
everything better. Her father still disliked her decisions, and she
still had another life in another state. The time for hiding—for
running away, had to end. She had to make some choices, regardless
of who they would hurt.
    As if sensing a change, Caleb lowered her
feet to the floor. Cupping her face between his hands, he kissed
her lips tenderly. "We should go and speak to Pax."
    Sydney nodded, looking away while he tucked
himself back into his jeans. "I'll follow you in. I just need a
second. Okay?"
    "You don't have to do anythin' alone, Syd.
Pax and I meant what we said earlier. We're here for you. We want
you."
    "I know." She fought to keep her voice even.
"We'll talk. I'll be in soon."
    Caleb started to protest, but she ignored him
and shooed him from the stable. Roman pushed his nose against her
shoulder, huffing when she turned her back him. She pushed her
fingers through her hair, gripping on it so tightly she cringed.
Her head spun, but Sydney finally accepted that her decision had
been made. In truth,