Free His Five Night Stand by Emma Thorne

for a long time.”
    “You did once, and you’re still friends? That works out?” I said, mystified that a transition like that was possible and reeling from the information that he wasn’t the one rocking Odessa’s world every night.
    “Odessa and I tried and we didn’t work out. It’s actually not that complicated. I want her to be happy. She wants me to be happy. She wants you to be happy and she thought we would enjoy each other.” He shrugged. “So, here we are.”
    “You are her former lover and she sent you to me.”
    “Not her former lover and nobody sends me anywhere,” he said, softly. “You are a very compelling woman, Callie.”
    “Compelling?” I laughed, snorting which slightly mortified me even in my drunken state. “I think you meant to say train wreck.”
    “You are extremely honest, very intuitive, and achingly sexy. I am trying very hard to not take advantage of you right now,” he said, brushing my hair back. “You are very different from Odessa, but I can see why she thought we should spend time together.”
    “You want to take advantage of me?” I said, my mind latching onto his confession. I was suddenly aware of breathing, the very act of inhaling and exhaling made me think of my body and the parts of me that wanted to feel him on the inside. Oh my God, I wanted him.
    “Your heartbreak is so pure and so honest,” he said, tracing the line of my jaw with his fingers. “Odessa happens to know I have something that might help you.” He shrugged and actually looked a little embarrassed. It was adorable and incredibly hot at the same time.
    “What kind of thing,” I asked, breathless, my mind spinning and not from the alcohol.
    “Five nights,” he said, pulling me towards him. “I’m not what you’d call a commitment guy. But I love women and I love pleasing them.”
    “You love pleasing us,” I said, unable to do more than parrot him. I wanted to say the words again and again.
    “I’ve been told that five nights with me will heal a broken heart,” he shrugged again. “It’s not a guarantee, but it may be worth trying.”
    “What do we do these five nights?” I whispered.
    “Do you want to find out?” he said, pulling me closer.
    His question hung in the air between us. I could almost see the words written in front of me. Do you want to find out what makes a woman moan? Do you want to know what it’s like to be impulsive and free? Do you want to take a chance with a beautiful stranger?
    “Yes,” I said, taking a breath. I felt like I was being offered the keys to a hidden kingdom. “I want to find out. Yes, please.”
    He leaned in and then ever so slowly he placed his lips against mine, softly at first his kisses fluttered against my mouth, his hands gripping me until he pressed harder and his tongue was inside me exploring.
    I felt myself growing wet.
    Then he pulled away from me and rested his forehead against mine. “There are a few rules,” he said. “Rules to protect you. And to protect me. Once we start this it’s only five nights.”
    “Only five,” I whispered. His hands on my thighs he had raised my red skirt ever so slightly, his fingers moving up my legs.
    “After that we move on. I don’t get attached, you don’t get attached. We just please each other and enjoy each other. These boundaries are for you and for me.”
    “Uh huh,” I murmured.
    “There is the business of being safe in this world we live in,” he said, his fingers tracing circles as he inched closer to my crotch. “I am tested regularly by my physician. I will show you the results and expect you will too.”
    “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” I giggled, resisting the urge to grab his hand and guide his fingers inside my panties.
    “It isn’t the sexiest part of our arrangement, but it’s a requirement.”
    Theo leaned in, his lips against my neck “You are so fucking beautiful,” he said, his voice husky. “Which is why I am going to go.” He stood,