Chapter 58. Her Warmth

Calla eased gently onto the bed, careful not to disturb Rico who looked like he was deep in sleep. His breathing was even and his lashes stayed flat underneath his eyes.

He had fucked and left her brutally sore and drained. She didn’t know what came over him in the shower. One minute, he was soft and let himself be vulnerable. The next, he’s pushing her against the glass and fucking her like a beast.

She knew he didn’t trust anyone, so when she touched his cheek and he leaned in for two seconds, she was surprised.

What she hadn’t expect was him turning her to her back and drilling her from behind. The sex wasn’t sweet or slow, it was hard and harsh.

He had fucked her as though it was punishment for something she did or will do. Or perhaps, punishment for how she’d made him loose his guard.

He’d pinned her hand over her head, on the shower glass, and pushed in and out of her while she moaned like an animal. She almost didn’t recognize her voice.