I look at the crazy man on my gray microfiber sofa, his leg stretched out on the chaise end as he tries to play my favorite video game. His gorgeous blond hair is down today, falling around his face like a golden halo. He’s so damn sexy that it should be illegal.
I find myself laughing when he fails to grab the comic that he’s supposed to get in this level. “Damn it!” he growls, making my laughter grow.
“Baby, you realize that this video game is ass, right?”
I gasp with mock indignation. I can admit that this game was much better when I was a kid, but ass is a little insulting. “It is not!” I say with indignation.
“Gorgeous, we’re literally playing the role of Cleft, the Boy Chin Wonder in this story. Like what the actual fuck?” I lose it and fall back on the couch, unable to keep myself from laughing my ass off.
“C’mon, Caleb. You have to admit that Cleft is a great character name. Cleft! The Boy Chin Wonder! Able to jump a pile of BIC razors in a single bound!”
He looks at me like I’ve grown three heads. “Oh my God. How did I not know you’re crazy?”
“I don’t know,” I giggle so hard I snort. “Especially since I’m crazy enough to want you in my bed.”
“Oh, that’s cold, Isolde.”
“So were you when you dissed my game. It’s very inventive and Wanda is the bomb.”
“Baby, the bad guys are literally named Spatula Woman, Country Boy, and my favorite, the Gilded Arches!”
“I know, right? They’re all catchy,” I explain.
“I thought I was the insane one in this relationship,” he laughs.
“You like me just as I am.”
“I do?” he asks, but I can tell he’s joking. His blue eyes are sparkling, and just seeing him like this makes me hungry to make love to him again. We’ve been going at it like rabbits. I’ve never experienced anything like it, but this can’t be normal.
“Admit you like it,” I fake growl.
“If I beat your ass at this game, I’m going to need a reward, Isolde.”
“Hm…” I hum, tapping my bottom lip with my index finger. “What kind of reward?”
“You, on your knees, taking my cock in that mouth of yours and swallowing down all my cum like a good little girl.”
His filthy words and mere hint of his praise, ruins my panties. I’m so wet that it’s kind of insane. I put the game controller on the coffee table and move so I’m on the floor at the end of the chaise. I lean over it, so that my body is wedged between his legs. “What if I give that to you now? You know, just to make sure I know what I’m doing.”
Caleb reaches out, gently cupping my face and leaning down to press his lips against the shell of my ear. “I have to warn you, Isolde. You use your mouth on me and I’m never going to let you go.”
I laugh, but do it while I unzip his pants and take his cock out. The silly video game long forgotten. I don’t look at him. I think I’m afraid to. I don’t want him to see what I’m thinking, and there’s a chance it’s written all over my face. I know he would at least be able to see my shock. It has to be there because for the first time in my life I realize I’ve never wanted a man to hold on to me and never let me go before. Just Caleb. God, I’m in love with him. I’ve been denying it, but there’s no way I can now. I’m in love with him, and I know myself well enough to know that I want forever with him. Maybe this is how my mom felt and why she put up with the bullshit. I’d put up with it for Caleb. I’d do anything for him as long as he always reciprocates, and I truly believe he will.
Maybe I should go to Dreary and check out this hospital myself. It couldn’t hurt. There’s a lot of red tape to change my residency, but it’s not impossible. For now, I push the thoughts aside.
I look up at him, wondering if he can see the love written on my face and halfway hoping he can. Then, I take his cock in my hand, stroking it gently, while I study his face.
“Does that feel good, Caleb?”
“Fuck, yeah,” he shudders out.
I can feel his body trembling with desire, and it feeds my hunger. I flatten my tongue out and lick the underside of his heated cock. His fingers tangle in my hair, and I smile as I let him guide me where he wants me. Then, I give in and suck his thick cock into my mouth, humming as I go, and taking him all the way to the back of my throat. I ignore my gag reflex, hollowing out my mouth and set about the business of making my man fall in love with me—just as I have for him.
18
KNOCKING DOWN HER WALLS WITH BLUE BALLS
CANDYMAN
