In Good Company (Pembroke Hills #1)

by Kat Singleton

“Call me Cal.” She tucks a piece of her dark hair behind her ear. “You said at dinner to call you Callahan.” “I didn’t say that to you. You can call me Cal.”

I move first, shocked by the electricity I feel at the small connection of our skin. I pull my hand back and pull up her contacts. “Good girl,” I whisper, the words taking me by surprise. Luckily, it seems like the praise came out low enough that she didn’t hear me.

“Any other excuses you’d like to use, or are you ready to accept my offer? We both know it’s the best thing for you, Lucy.” “How do you know what’s best for me? You don’t know me.” “I’d like to, but you’re making it rather difficult.”

“Fuck.”

The fuck heard around the world*** this highlight is for future Morgan’s purposes

“Fuck.” I thrust deeply inside her, forcing her to take all of me. “You’re.” Another thrust. “So.” I thrust again, eating up the way she moans with each one. “Goddamn.” Another thrust, this one quick and hard. “Perfect.”

“Fuck, baby,” he croaks. His eyes move from mine to where our bodies are joined. “Look at you taking me so well.”

“Cal,” I pant, picking up speed. My thighs shake from using muscles I don’t typically use, but it doesn’t stop me. I can’t stop, not when it feels this good. Not when Cal’s making the sexiest noises of pleasure from what I’m doing to him. His fingertips dig into my hips as his eyes meet mine. I love that I’m getting to see him like this. He isn’t holding back. All the time, he seems so composed and put together, but not right now. Right now, he looks like a man crazed, and it’s because of me. Power blooms in my chest at the thought. His hair sticks out in every direction, completely opposite to the clean, slicked-back look I’m used to seeing on him. His jaw clenches every time I move up and down. His lips part, and his eyes close every now and then as he gives in to the pleasure. But my favorite part is when his eyes are open and he looks right at me. It feels like he says so much while saying nothing at all with the way he stares at me. His pupils are so dilated that I can barely see his deep blue irises. I move even faster, letting out a moan when one of his hands moves up to cup my breast. He takes my nipple between his fingertips and rolls it between his fingers, making my core ache with desire. “Keep taking what you want from me,” he grits out. “It’s so fucking sexy watching you do exactly what you need to come again.”

“Lucy Rae,” he rasps. He clears his throat after, as if he didn’t mean for me to hear the emotion clogging his throat.

He kisses my cheek softly. “Yes, baby, it is. I’m already looking forward to being inside you again.” I move my hips a little to prove a point. “You’re not even out of me yet.”

“Then let’s take a shower,” he offers. My eyes go wide for a moment. “Together?” He continues to press featherlight kisses to my shoulder and collarbone. “Yes, together. I love that my cum is leaking out of you, yet you’re blushing at the thought of us showering.”

“Just so you know, anything with you is my thing. Haven’t you learned that by now?” He reaches up and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. “I can’t get enough of you.”

I like buying you expensive things.”

“I’m only ridiculous for you, Lucy Rae Owens.”

“I know you’re not used to it, but I want to change that. You deserve to be spoiled, Lucy Rae. Will you do me a favor and let me be the one to do it?” My voice cracks a little at the end. I let it. I need her to know how badly I want to be the man to spoil her for as long as she’ll let me.

“Spoiling you is quickly becoming my favorite thing to do, so you don’t.” “You’re spoiling me too much.” I shake my head, kissing her again because I feel like it. My words are said against her lips. “There’s no such thing, Lucy baby.”

“Why are you living my dream? Good sex and a rich man spoiling you? Sign me up.”

“Baby, you can call me babe all you want. I fucking love it.”

Her breath is hot against my lips as she pulls away, a sultry smile forming. “Babe,” she repeats, saying the word nice and slow. I groan. “Say it again.”

“Fuck, I forgot how much I love you in that dress,” he notes. My entire body flushes at the way he stares at me. He leans against the opening to the bathroom, one ankle crossed over the other as his heated gaze drinks me in.

I think I’m falling for Callahan Hastings.

Me too baby me too

“Can I ask you something?” I get out, my voice hoarse. She smiles. “Ask me anything.” “Could you see yourself with me…even after this summer?” My heart drops the moment she pulls her hand from mine and sits back in her chair. Whatever she’s about to say, I know it isn’t going to be what I want to hear. And that realization tears me apart.

We better not get a third act break up imma RAGE!

“I’m going to spend the rest of the summer trying to change your mind, baby. You’ll see.”

“You’ve ruined me, Lucy baby. I need you to know that.”

“Are you greedy for more, baby?”

“Come for me,” Lucy pleads, her voice high-pitched and needy as I feel her tighten around me. Her nails dig into the back of my neck as she holds my face close to hers. The begging tone of her voice just about sends me over the edge. My entire body heats with the beginning of my orgasm. “You first,” I demand, keeping the fast pace. “Come for me, baby, and then I’ll fill you with my cum.”

A man

“Stay with me tonight,” I beg, not even caring how desperate my words sound. “Sleep next to me. Let me hold you all night and wake up next to you in the morning. Please, baby.”

Tomorrow, I get to wake up next to Lucy Rae Owens. I can’t fucking wait.

This fucking cutie

“I have to go alone. I’ll be there a long time, and you have stuff you have to do here.”

Shit the fuck up bitch and let him go with you

“For once, just let someone be there for you, baby,”

Finally, I can’t take the silence for another second. She’s broken my heart and ripped it into a million pieces, but I can’t let her get on that plane without saying goodbye.

I’m never falling in love again.

“I hired Lucy as my private chef and then fell in love with her,” I blurt, not wanting to drag this out. I don’t really care about his opinion of my feelings for Lucy.

“I’m sorry, I’m trying to play catch-up here. Lucy worked for you? And you fell in love with her? You’re talking about my Lucy?” I scoff at the way he says my. “Please. She’s not yours and never was. She’s mine. But yes, we’re talking about the same Lucy.”

I haven’t mentioned this to her yet, but I also plan on buying a house here in Virginia, close to her parents. That way, with a house nearby and my private jet, Lucy can come visit her parents any time she wants. I don’t want her to think that being together means she can’t spend time with them. Now, she’ll be able to do whatever she wants, whenever she wants.

“Oh, I knew I wanted to marry you from the moment we first kissed,” Cal states matter-of-factly.

A simp