“You’re insane,” I whisper, my hips bucking despite my words, chasing the rhythm he’s setting.
His grin is wicked as his gaze fixes on my face, on every twitch and whimper I can’t hold back.“You’re so fucking hot like this.Writhing, trying not to admit how bad you need me.”
The orgasm builds slow and sharp, twisting my insides until I’m trembling beneath him, clenching desperately around his fingers.
“Caleb—” My voice cracks, my eyes squeezing shut.
“Open your eyes,” he orders.“I want you looking at me when you come.”
And when I obey—when his gaze locks on mine and I finally shatter, crying out beneath him, my whole body convulsing—he smiles like the devil himself.
He doesn’t give me a chance to recover.He pulls his fingers free, dripping, and shifts forward, bracing himself over me.With one smooth thrust, he slides into me, stretching me all over again, and I choke on a moan.
“Fuck,” he groans, grinding deep, holding himself still inside me.“You feel even better in the morning.”
I dig my nails into his shoulders, glaring through the haze of pleasure.“Slow?You’re going slow?”
He smirks, rolling his hips deliberately, dragging his cock in and out at a pace that makes me whimper.“I want you to feel every inch of me, Princess.I want you to remember this the next time you swear you hate me.”
“I don’t hate you,” I pant, though my body arches into his, desperate for more.“I just find you incredibly annoying.”
His lips brush mine, mocking laughter in his voice.“Now that hurts my feelings.”
He thrusts again, slow and deep, each roll of his hips hitting me in places that make my vision blur.With my wrists still pinned above my head, my body straining against his weight, caught between defiance and surrender.
“You love this,” he growls, releasing my wrists, his hand sliding along my breasts, the flat expanse of my stomach till he finds my clit.His thumb drags lazy circles around the wet, hardened nub that make me squirm.“Say it.”
“No,” I gasp, though my hips betray me, grinding up against him.
His lips find the corner of my mouth and his eyes meet mine.There’s something in his gaze, something wild and untamed that makes my heart stutter.His pace is unrelenting, and he stretches the torture out until I’m shaking all over again.“Then I’ll make your body say it for you.”
And when I finally break—moaning his name as the orgasm rips through me, clenching hard around him—his groan makes me quiver, his thrusts rougher as he follows me over the edge, spilling hot inside me.
For a long moment, there’s nothing but our ragged breathing, his weight heavy over me, his forehead pressed to mine.
Finally, he pulls back, a smirk curving his lips.“Told you, Princess.You feel even better in the morning.”
I shove at his chest, trying to push him off, but my arms feel like jelly, my body still trembling.“Don’t get smug.That… That didn’t mean anything,” I add.
His eyes narrow slightly, studying me, then his grin sharpens.“Why not?We’re good in bed.You can’t deny that.”
“I don’t shit where I eat,” I snap, yanking the blanket over myself.
He props himself up on one elbow, looking irritatingly casual.“We don’t have to tell anyone.No one has to know.”
I sit up, grab his jaw in my hand, and force him to look at me.“Listen carefully, Wilder.This was a one-time thing.I still find you just as annoying as I did yesterday.”
Caleb just rolls his eyes, completely unfazed.“Uh-huh.Keep telling yourself that.”Then, before I can move, he grabs me by the waist and pulls me flat on the mattress again, sliding his body over mine and pinning me beneath him.
His smirk is infuriating as he braces on his arms above me.“Let me change your mind.”
I glare up at him, refusing to let him see how fast my pulse is racing.“Touch me again and I’ll kill you.”
He sighs dramatically, like I’m exhausting him.“God, you’re impossible.”
“Glad we agree,” I bite back, shoving at his shoulder.
I glance at the clock on my nightstand and groan.It’s past nine in the morning, and I have a splitting headache that feels like someone took a sledgehammer to my skull.“I need a shower,” I mutter, pushing at his chest until he finally rolls off me.“And you need to leave.”
