The mattress jostles, and then he’s on his back beside me, pulling my limp body over his, kissing me, long and slow, like we have all the time in the world.
“I knew it would be good,” he murmurs between kisses. “But I didn’t know it would be like that.”
A strange mix of excitement and contentment washes over me. I know exactly what he means.
He wraps his arms around me, pulling me even closer. I’m almost certain my hair is covering part of his face, but he makes no move to push it off.
We lie like that for a long time before he carefully moves from under me and pads to the bathroom. My eyelids are heavy by the time he returns, and when he presses a wet cloth to my back, I startle. Though it shouldn’t—this is Caleb, after all—the gesture surprises me. Quickly, though, I relax against the mattress and close my eyes again.
The press of his warm lips to the back of my shoulder has me slowly blinking back to reality.
When I catch sight of him, I pout. “You took the mask off. I liked that.”
Chuckling, he presses his teeth into the spot he just kissed. “I know you did, baby. I’ll save it for another time. I’m not sleeping in that thing. Come on. I’m going to lift you up and tuck you in.”
I’m too tired to protest as he scoops me into his armsand balances me with ease while he yanks the bedcovers back. Once I’m cocooned in his soft bedding, he climbs in behind me and pulls me close.
I could get used to this.
And though it terrifies me, maybe I already am.
CHAPTER 26
CALEB
My dreams have become extra vivid. Some so real I’ve been downright disoriented when I wake up. So, at first, I’m certain the feel of a warm mouth around my cock is all in my head. But as awareness creeps in, I quickly realize it feels a littletoogood.
I open my eyes and scan the dark bedroom. According to the clock on the nightstand, it’s just after three.
And Halle’s very real mouth is wrapped around my cock.
“Fuck.” I draw out the word,covering my face with a hand.
She uses one hand to jack me as she licks and sucks and moans around me. Groaning, I gather her hair and hold it out of the way so I can watch her work in the light of the moon. She’s so fucking beautiful. She has no clue how easily she brings me to my knees.
“God, look at you.”
She moans at the praise, the sound vibrating against my dick and straight to my balls.
“Fuck,” I curse again, gripping the sheets with my other hand.
It’s been about a year since I’ve had sex. I’d love to blame the way I come hard and fast, unloading into her mouth without warning, blood rushing in my ears, on my lack of a sex life, but the reality is that Halle is really fucking good at this, and I can’t fucking resist her.
She swallows down my cum and wipes a thumb over her lips, not the least bit bothered by the lack of warning. In my defense, I didn’t get any warning either.
She pops up on her knees and crawls closer.
I grasp her hips and hold her in place, scrutinizing her expression. “Are you sore?”
Her brow wrinkles. “Just a little.”
With one hand still holding her still, I stroke the base of my once again hard cock once, twice. A third time.
“Ride me.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. “But you just?—”
“Ride my fucking cock, sweetheart. Don’t make me ask again.”
