“Fuck, Hart,” Caleb pants between heavy breaths. “I could live inside of you forever.”
Then stay, I feel like saying to him.
Don’t go home. Please don’t go home.
“I could want you forever,” he continues.
His words in that voice, together with the giant, perfect body moving on top of me, pushes me to the edge again. It’s a toe-curling moment that has me screaming at the top of my lungs.
My mouth only knows how to say one word, and that is Caleb’s name.
I feel myself gasping for him repeatedly, and only stop when the pleasure reaches its end.
Caleb’s final thrust is desperate as he finishes deep inside of me. He withdraws and collapses beside me, taking my face in his. I didn’t think we could get any more intimate than that, but this eye contact is taking my breath away even more than the sex.
“I’ve decided that I’m going to go ahead and extend my stay,” he says.
My body is flooded with even more endorphins. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Caleb says softly. “I want to stay right here. The more time I spend with you, the more it hurts to think about saying goodbye.”
The feeling low in my stomach spills up into my heart, flourishing the entire organ with goodness. Is this what it feels like to trust a person?
Caleb hasn’t once broken my trust. Instead, he keeps finding ways to earn it. Like he wants to prove to me how serious he is.
Fuck. I’m down bad in love.
In the best possible way known to man.
10
CALEB
I finishinto my own hands with a grunt since Piper’s breasts are not here for me to spill on. Fuck, if I recounted all of the ways I came on her, I’d be working up another erection.
Deep in her throat.
All the way inside of her pussy.
Right on the peak of her nipple, where I know she’s most sensitive.
I clean myself up before I become too consumed with my own thoughts again. That’s what got me into this mess at two AM. I woke up with the urge, like I’m a pubescent teen again who can’t get his libido in check.
I would’ve given it to her hard if she gave me the green light yesterday morning.
But she doesn’t want to cave.
I climb back into bed and shut my eyes, but there’s only so much tossing back and forth you can do before you know it’s a waste of time.
Unable to sleep, I shoot restlessly up from the bed and check the house to make sure everything is in working order. Living out here is all fun and games until an axe murderer decides to show up on the porch, like in the movies.
And now I don’t just have Ellie to watch out for, but Piper and her son.
I could use a night shift tonight to escape my own head. Marco chews my ear off enough for me to forget about Piper.
About what we had.
We’re safe in the tent when the rain starts to pour.
