Safeword: Arabesque (Safewords Book 9) (35 page)

It wasn’t until Frisco started coming that he realized there was no condom. He should have realized it earlier, as he loved the feel of skin on skin and disliked the sensation the condom left.

He wanted to collapse, but didn’t dare with Cass under him. Frisco must’ve known, because he put his arm under Cam and helped move him to the side, and then went down with him beside Cassie.

* * * *

Frisco made sure the two lovebirds were snuggled in before he rose to get cleanup started. He washed his cock in the sink with soap and water first, and then wet two washcloths with warm water, grabbed two dry hand towels, and returned to the bed. He handed one damp cloth to Cam and told him to clean Cassie’s stomach, and then proceeded to clean Cam’s ass and put the dry cloth down to make sure the sheets stayed clean.

He made sure Cassie was clean and dry, walked the three towels back to the bathroom, and returned. He settled in behind Cam and put his arm across the smaller man so he could rest his hand on Cassie’s stomach.

“I love you both.”

Cam wiggled his butt into Frisco’s leg, leaned forward and kissed Cassie’s cheek, and said, “I love you both, too. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier.”

Cassie looked up at the two of them and focused on Frisco. “Cam knows I love him, and I’m working on getting back to a place where I can tell you I love you, but I’m not there yet.”

Frisco’s heart broke, but he caressed her stomach and said, “Fair enough. I hurt you and I need to earn your trust back. I’m happy you entrusted me with your body, now I just need to prove I can be trusted with your heart.”

She smiled and said, “Can you stay the night? I’ll probably go into work an hour or two late. I’ll need to call in and let them know, so the alarm is still set for freakishly early, but…”

“If you want me to stay, I’m here.”

Jake jumped on the bed, sniffed Cassie’s stomach, and glared at Frisco.

“Hey, it’s Cam’s spunk, why is he glaring at me?”

Cam laughed, pet Jake, and asked, “Do you need to go out before we turn in, boy?”

Jake jumped down and headed out the bedroom door.

“I’ll take him,” Frisco said. He didn’t know what he was going to have to do to get the dog to like him again. Jake no longer growled, but his pointed glares made it clear the large dog didn’t approve of Frisco in his house.

Chapter Thirty

Cassie awoke to the alarm, and mumbled, “Thanks,” when Cam shut it off.

Frisco snuggled into her other side and she just wanted to sink back into her warm, comfortable, bliss.

But, she had something to do first.

“Hand me my phone?” she asked Cam.

He felt around on the table and passed it over.

The bright light of the screen hurt her eyes but she managed to send a quick text to HR, letting them know she needed a few hours this morning to handle a legal issue and she’d be in when she could. It wasn’t entirely true, but since the legal issue had made her want to get drunk and now she was nursing a hangover? Close enough.

She handed the phone over, put her head back on the pillow, and a wave of nausea hit.

“Was there any ginger tea left?”

Cam was up and to the kitchen in no time, and returned with a glass. Cassie drank it and immediately felt better.

“God, what would I do without you?”

“Puke your guts up for an hour?”

She handed him the glass and said, “Yeah, I’m better. Thanks. Now get back in bed and hold me.”

Cassie was forced back to reality when Cam’s cellphone alarm went off an hour and a half later. God, she hated that damned vintage alarm clock sound. There’s a reason people didn’t use them anymore.

“Rule number one,” came Frisco’s sleepy voice. “I never have to hear that alarm again.”

“I knew there was a reason to keep you around,” Cassie agreed.

“And here I was worried it was just because you needed someone to facilitate intimacy between you and Cam.”

Cassie blinked, processed his words, and woke up a little more. She turned towards him, touched his cheek, and asked, “Is that really what you think?”

“No, but,” he touched her hand on his cheek, “it would be nice to hear it’s something else.”

She thought about how she’d met Cam, how the leash had interested her, and how she hadn’t been interested in Frisco until she’d seen him holding such an interesting human on the end of a…

Shit
.

Was she only interested in Frisco because of Cam? Would she have had sex with him last night if Cam hadn’t been here? She wasn’t sure.

“Cam’s going to have to get up and leave for class. Can you stick around, so we can talk when he’s gone?”

Frisco nodded, and straightened her neck so she looked up to the ceiling again. “Cam, can you get me, Frisco, and Isaac good seats for your performance next weekend? I’ll pay for them, I just need you to make sure we’re in a good spot to see you.”

“I’m all over the stage, so any place down front will be good.”

“Are you still planning to try out for Giselle in Atlanta?”

“Yes. I want to dance Albrecht in front of an audience. It’s my dream role.”

Frisco sat up beside her and asked, “Can you handle practice in Atlanta and keep up your grades?”

“Practices won’t start until a week after school is over. It’ll mean I’m in Atlanta for four weeks straight, but…” He sighed. “It’s my dream role, and I have to at least try while I have an opportunity so close to home.”

“Once he gets a regular job,” Cassie told Frisco, “his options will be a lot more limited. He should do this while he can.”

“No argument here. I’d love to go to Atlanta to see him perform.”

Cassie looked at Frisco and kissed his cheek. “We all will.”

Frisco stayed in bed with Cassie while Cam showered, dressed, and flew out of the house.

“He didn’t eat breakfast,” Frisco said with a frown.

“He almost never does before class.”

“I made him, when he lived with me.”

“He’s a free man, now.”

Frisco sighed. “I know.”

“Cam’s gone. It’s just you and me, and I’m sober.” Frisco looked at her in question and she said, “Make love to me? Please?”

He smiled, shifted his body, and she felt his hard-on against her leg.

“Mmmmm,” she said as she shifted her body against it and reached down.

He pulled back. “No touching without permission, Sweetness.”

Her hands flew away and up but she didn’t like the way it felt, so she brought them back to her stomach.

“You’re fine,” Frisco assured her. “Remember last night, when you asked me to pull out? All you have to do is ask.”

“I’m okay, just not sure how I’m going to do with orders and commands, but then, last night? I couldn’t come until you told me to. Both times.”

“Well then, I’ll tell you to again today.” He caressed her cheek. “We’ll figure it out, and if something isn’t working, either shake your head or tell me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Cassie smiled, though her insides were literally shaking.

“Turn over.”

“Why?”

“Because I asked you to? I’m not going to hurt you; I just want to make you feel good.”

Cassie turned over, but felt so vulnerable as Frisco rose above her and sat on her bottom.

Until his hands landed on her upper back and began kneading the muscles.

“Oooohhhhh,” she moaned, unable to say or do anything else as every muscle in her body went slack.

Frisco had magic hands, and by the time he made it to her butt muscles she was practically humping the bed. She tensed as he moved his body lower and spread her legs, but he must have sensed it, because he rolled to the side and situated her in front of him, also on her side. He lifted her top leg in the air and used his other hand to guide himself into her from behind.

This wasn’t a position the men who’d assaulted her had used, and she found she could enjoy the sensation of him sliding in, opening her, taking her. She leaned her head back on his chest and moaned in pleasure, bliss, and…happiness.

She was going to be okay.

Frisco moved her leg at different angles until Cassie’s voice dropped and she thought she might die from pleasure as he scraped across her g-spot with every thrust in and back out.

“Are you close, Sweetness? Do you want to come on my cock?”

“God yes, please Sir?”

“Then come. Don’t hold back on me, let me feel your pleasure.”

He sped up, and was almost too rough, but not quite. It was the perfect mix of gentle caring and raw sex, and Cassie screamed her release.

He slowed just as it became too much, moved her leg down a little, and said, “We’re not done. Do you feel me inside?”

Suddenly she needed to know he’d pull out, and she pulled forward as she said, “No!”

Frisco let her pull away from him, eased her leg down, and gently stroked her arm. “You’re okay. Can I hold you? I don’t want to pull you towards me, maybe you can come to me?” He touched her shoulder and added, “You’re safe.”

Cassie felt like an idiot and backed up to him.

“Yes, I am. Can you hold me a second, please?”

Neither said anything, and Cassie finally lifted her leg and said, “Can we try it again?”

He kissed the back of her shoulder and said, “Not in this position. I know you don’t like to be on top, but will you trust me?”

“In this.”

He hesitated a few seconds before running his hand down her arm and saying, “Thank you.”

Cassie hadn’t been able to answer that she trusted him across the board, because she didn’t trust him with her heart. It had been so easy for him to just say “best of luck, now be gone with you,” and she wasn’t sure she could ever let him back into her life enough to give him the opportunity to so casually toss her away again.

She did trust him with her body, though, so she followed his instructions as he had her go to all fours over the top of him with her knees near his armpits, and then sit backwards. She wasn’t sure how Frisco thought this was going to work, as it was a terribly awkward angle.

However, when he pushed up and into her, she realized she couldn’t easily move up and down, but could only hover in place as he pumped her from below.

She rested her cheek on his shoulder and groaned in ecstasy and bliss once again.

Her heart melted at his cocky chuckle. She’d loved hearing him when he turned her on before, when he knew what he was doing to her and was so fucking arrogant about it.

God, she loved him.

The realization both scared her, and made her relax.
To hell with playing it safe
, she told herself. If he hurt her again she’d still have Isaac and Cam; she wouldn’t be left alone to deal with her pain. Isaac wouldn’t walk away again out of loyalty for his friend. He’d promised, and she trusted Isaac’s word.

“I love you,” she finally told him.

His hips slowed but didn’t stop. “I love you, too.”

But… “I love Cam and Isaac, too.”

“I know, Sweetness, but they aren’t here right now. We’ll work it out, I promise, but right now?” He pushed harder and faster, and his hands held her hips in place. She moved her lips away from his ear before she started screaming, and when he told her to come a few minutes later, her world detonated into sounds and colors as she soared sky high and kept climbing.

When she finally came back to earth she collapsed on top of him.

She was pretty sure he’d come, but needed to make sure.

“Did you?” she asked.

“Yeah. Can we just lay here the rest of the day?”

“Works for me,” she said, more breathless than she intended, but she was still fighting for oxygen.

Chapter Thirty-One

Frisco pulled into Isaac’s driveway and sat for a few minutes as he thought about what he needed to say.

Isaac came outside and sat on his top step. Waiting.

Frisco got out, walked down the sidewalk and stood below the porch looking up at his friend.

“She loves you,” Frisco told him.

“But?”

Frisco shook his head. “No
but
. She loves you, and me, and Cam; and about an hour and a half ago I promised her we’d find a way to make it work with all of us. Please don’t make a liar out of me.”

Isaac stood and motioned him up the steps. “Come inside.”

Frisco watched as Isaac sat, turned a bottle of Glenfiddich up to pour a double shot, tossed it down, and poured another. After several minutes of this, Frisco asked, “Do I need to call someone?”

Isaac paused long enough to glare at him and say, “I haven’t lost control since I was seventeen and I don’t intend to ever do so again. I’m fine.”