Caleb’s hand moved to her thighs, parting them gently as he stroked her mound with deliberate slowness. When he slipped two fingers inside her, Hannah gasped, arching into his touch. His thumb circled her sensitive bundle of nerves as he captured her lips in a kiss that left her breathless.
Their kiss deepened as he curled his fingers, stroking her inner walls. She gasped against his mouth as he thrust his fingers deeper.
Then he broke the kiss only to slide down her body, his mouth trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her skin. When he settled between her thighs, Hannah’s heart raced with anticipation. He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers in a silent question.
“Please,” she whispered. “Don’t stop.”
The first touch of his tongue made her moan, her fingers threading through his hair as he licked and sucked with exquisite patience. He took his time, exploring her with the dedicated attention of a man memorizing every response, every gasp, every shudder. Her pleasure built slowly under his touch, tension coiling tighter and tighter until she was trembling on the edge.
“Caleb,” she breathed, her fingers tightening in his hair as her climax washed over her in waves. Her body shook with the force of it, her back arching off the bed as he continued hisgentle assault, drawing out her pleasure until she collapsed back against the sheets, completely sated.
Only then did he kiss his way back up her body, worshiping every inch of her skin. When he reached her breasts, he cupped them in his hands, his thumbs brushing across the stiff peaks before he took one into his mouth. Hannah whimpered as he swirled his tongue around her nipple, grazing it lightly with his teeth in a way that sent sparks of renewed desire shooting through her.
She reached for him again, stroking his hard length, delighting in his groan of pleasure. In one fluid movement, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. Hannah straddled his hips and rose on her knees, positioning him at her entrance before slowly sinking down, taking him deep inside her.
They both gasped at the sensation, at the perfect fit of their bodies joining together. Hannah began to move, rolling her hips in a rhythm that built steadily. She threw her head back, lost in the feeling as Caleb leaned up to capture her nipple in his mouth again, sucking and licking as his thumb pressed against her mound, adding exquisite pressure where she needed it most.
Hannah was swept away with wild abandon, all thoughts of plans and practicality dissolving in the heat between them. She felt free, desired, and loved in a way she’d never experienced before. Her movements became more urgent as pleasure built inside her once more.
Caleb’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her as he thrust up into her with increasing intensity. “Hannah,” he groaned, his voice rough with need. She felt him swell inside her as he came, his release triggering her own. Her second climax crashed over her, more powerful than the first, leaving her shuddering and gasping his name.
She collapsed onto his chest, her heart pounding against his as they both fought to catch their breath. Caleb’s arms came around her, holding her close as if afraid she might disappear. His hand stroked her back in long, soothing motions as their breathing gradually returned to normal.
Eventually, Hannah lifted her head, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “The coffee will be cold,” she murmured.
Caleb’s lips curved into a seductive smile. “I don’t care,” he said, his eyes trailing appreciatively over her flushed skin. “When you’re so hot.”
Hannah couldn’t help herself—a real belly laugh escaped her, the sound filling the quiet room. It was such a terrible line, delivered with such earnest playfulness, that she couldn’t contain her amusement.
Caleb watched her, his expression softening into something close to wonder. “That’s a beautiful sound,” he said quietly, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
Hannah’s laughter faded, but her smile remained. “You’re a beautiful man,” she replied, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “Inside and out.”
“Even the bear part?” he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
“Especially the bear part,” she assured him, settling more comfortably against his chest. “It’s who you are. All of you.”
Caleb tightened his arms around her, and Hannah felt something shift and settle within her—a sense of rightness, of belonging, that she’d never experienced before. This man, this place, this life—it wasn’t what she’d planned, but it was what she wanted. What she needed.
“We should probably get up eventually,” Hannah said, though she made no move to leave his embrace. “I need to call Roy about the car.”
“Of course, your car,” Caleb said, his tone carefully neutral.
Hannah nodded. “Of course. I need transportation if I’m going to live here.” She lifted her head to look at him, her expression serious. “That is, if the offer to stay still stands.”
The joy that bloomed across Caleb’s face was answer enough, even before he pulled her down for another kiss that promised a life of love and laughter.
A life that was accidentally perfect.
Epilogue
“Thanks so much for the repair, Roy,” Hannah said as she took the keys from the mechanic’s outstretched hand. “It’s good to have her running again.”
“No problem at all. I figured since Caleb went to all the trouble of driving to Riverside for the part, I should get her fixed as soon as possible.” Roy wiped his hands on a shop rag. “Never seen anyone so determined to fix a car that wasn’t even his.”
Hannah glanced at Caleb with a smile, remembering his six-hour round trip to Riverside thathe’d made just for her. “He’s pretty special that way.”
Caleb slipped his arm around her waist. “Ready to test her out?”
