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Instead of fighting the insomnia, I sat up, took out my phone, and sent an impulsive text.

Josh: Are you around tomorrow night? I’m back in town for a couple of days.

She responded right away.

Naomi: Sure am. Would LOVE to see you. It’s been too long.

CHAPTER 19

JOSH

TWO DAYS LATER,I landed back in New Hampshire. While I was supposed to have gotten home around dinnertime, my flight was delayed due to inclement weather, and I’d told Carly not to expect me for dinner or wait up for me. However, then I was able to catch a flight on a different airline, which finally got me home around eleven.

I knew Carly wouldn’t be expecting me this early, but I didn’t want to startle her if she was already asleep. So, I listened carefully as I used my key to open the door. The house was quiet, so I assumed she and Scottie were both in bed. I gently wheeled my suitcase to a corner of the living room before peeking my head into Scottie’s room. His back rose and fell as he slept soundly, and his noise machine was on. I really wanted to see Carly, so I decided to peek into her room, too, fully expecting to see her sound asleep like Scottie.

That wasn’t what I found.

When I peered through the crack of her slightly open door, I jolted back at the sight before me. With her legs spread, she writhed as she expelled short and ragged breaths. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was happening.

Holy shit.

I’d been so damn horny the entire day, and coming home to this was pure torture. She was so into what she was doing that she hadn’t even heard me come in. I stood there, equal parts shocked and aroused—not shocked that she was getting herself off, but shocked that I’d had the good fortune to witness it.

Her restless legs rustled against the sheets, and my dick swelled. Watching and hearing Carly pleasure herself was the most beautiful thing I’d experienced in a long while. Beautiful and so damn arousing.

Too arousingto resist.

I desperately wanted to join. For the first time in a very long time, I decided to throw caution to the wind and allow myself access to the depths of my desire. Even if for just one night, I needed this. And she clearly needed it, too.

“Carly…”

She flinched at the sound of my voice and drew her knees together.

“It’s okay. It’s just me. Don’t stop,” I said.

She leaned up on her forearms, but didn’t speak.

“Please don’t stop, Carly. It was beautiful.”

Her chest rose and fell as she looked at me, her eyes hazy despite her stunned expression.

“Keep doing what you were doing,” I repeated, my own chest heaving, unable to contain the desire growing within me.

Carly didn’t move as I walked toward the bed.

She was wearing a T-shirt, but now I could see more clearly that she had no panties on.

“Open your legs again.”

To my pleasant surprise, Carly played along, slowly spreading her legs and displaying her beautiful, glistening pussy. I noticed she had a thin landing strip. My mouth watered, so tempted to lower my face and taste her.

Kneeling before her on the mattress, I lifted my shirt over my head. “Is this okay?”

She nodded.

“Lie back again,” I demanded. “Relax.”

Carly did as I said, resting against the headboard, her pillow behind her. She continued to look up at me.