Did she not realize she was the sexy one?
Time stood still in their bubble of desire as he slowly withdrew and thrust forward, filling her again and again. Harder, deeper, until both were helpless to do anything but hold onto each other as they found a rhythm as old as time itself.
Using the wall at her back as leverage, he shifted her in his grasp, widening her hips, giving himself more room. His senses filled with everything that was Rose. Her cries, her smell, her desire. He wanted to give her everything and fulfill every need, every craving. His entire existence centered on her, and even though he knew his time with her could be cut short at any second, he couldn’t prevent long-locked emotions from spilling over the flood barriers in his heart, which kept them contained safely away from pain.
The connection between them should be terrifying. It wasn’t. It should have reminded him to keep his dick in his pants. It hadn’t. It did urge caution. He silenced and ignored it. He didn’t want to stop what was developing between them—even if it brought pain in the future. The only thing he was certain of was that this felt right; she felt perfect for him.
“Ca—Caleb.”
“I’m here.”
“M—more, please.”
He didn’t try to resist her plea. He locked his gaze on hers. He could get lost in the depths of desire, but his need to ensure her pleasure kept him grounded. He gave and took. Slid and thrust. Kissed and nipped, and she matched him move for move until he knew she claimed him—body, heart, and soul—as hers. He was defenseless against the knowledge that flooded him and the satisfaction it offered.
She clenched around his cock in a viselike grip, her fingers tightening on his hair, and her lips parted; a scream was locked in her throat as her orgasm wrapped him in wonder. Caleb was caught off guard by its force as he gave her all she begged for. Pushing, stroking, filling—the only thing that mattered was fulfilling her needs and her desires.
Defenseless against the onslaught of such emotions any longer, he barely made it to where she was coming down from her orgasm when he growled, thrust balls deep, and held still, fighting for composure.
Not yet.
Soon.
Shit.
So close.
He adjusted his grip on her body, gathering her safely into his arms, and walked to the bed. He carefully lowered her onto the sheets and followed her down. Her legs widened around him, cradling him. Caleb leaned over her, his hands on either side of her head. “Okay?”
“Mmmh.”
He smirked at the satisfied sound that whispered from her lips. He flexed his hips slowly, pulling his cock from her body, and slid back in again with as much strength as he could muster. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she whined a low, keening sound.
If that sound was a drug, I’d be addicted for sure.
She arched her back every time he filled her deeply. His breathing became faster and more ragged as his cock pounded her relentlessly. Desire gave way to pure, unadulterated pleasure as he buried himself deep inside her one last time. His arms shook, and their gazes locked together as his cock pulsed and he filled her with all he had to give.
He lowered himself to his elbows and kissed her, this one soft, gentle, and reverent, before gathering her in his arms and rolling onto his back.
She was gazing at him with a soft smile when he opened his eyes. “Wow,” she whispered.
Caleb ran his hand up and down her back, smiled, and gave her a quick kiss. “I didn’t know it could be like this.”
Her eyes drifted sleepily closed. “Hmm?”
Mind-blowing.
Epic.
“Hot.”
“Yes. Yes, it was.”
He reached for the covers and somehow untangled them. By the time he’d covered them, she slept on his chest. He leaned over for the remote to flick off the lights, then wrapped himself around her and followed her into sleep.
18
Caleb gathered the gear he’d placed on the security belt at the entrance to the main headquarters and the working hub, Nemesis Inc. He understood the need for all the heightened security, but he would not lie to himself—it was annoying as hell. He stuffed his knife back into the sheath at his ankle and his weapon into the holster under his arm.
