“Holy shit,” he moans. “Evan, fuck.”
We grind together over and over until my head is swimming with pleasure, but every time I get close to the edge, it dissolves. I whine in protest and pull away.
“What’s wrong?”
“I-I’m so close, but?—”
“Your medication.”
I close my eyes and huff. “Yeah, it’s a side effect, and I get too in my head about it, and everything’s just really overwhelming.”
“It’s okay.”
My head shakes. “I still want you to come. It feels good. Let’s carry on.”
Caleb pauses. “You want to?”
“Please.” I bite down on my lip.
I need to feel normal. I need to feel in control.
My hips rock against his harder this time, and he groans as his head hits the bark of the tree. I kiss down the column of his unpainted throat and nip at the skin as he slides his hands under my T-shirt.
I shudder at the goosebumps that rise on my skin, and the trail of heat he leaves behind.
“Oh, Goddess,” he hisses. “That feels good.”
“I want you to come for me,” I whisper in his ear as I wrap my arms around his shoulders and ride my hips over him like there’s no tomorrow.
He grits his teeth and releases a low growl. “Fuck, pups.”
“I want it,” I gasp out when he raises his hips into mine. “Please.Give it to me.”
Caleb groans as he latches onto me, hooking a hand over my shoulder and holding me down as I grind through his orgasm. I watch his face as his mouth parts and his eyes nearly roll back.
A smile graces my lips as I listen to his pleasure. Our bond tightens, and I could cry at the blissful sensation that rockets through me. It might not be an orgasm, but it feels just as good. It’s intimacy, safety, and purpose.
“Goddess,” Caleb grunts as he holds onto me tightly. “Only you could make me come in my pants.”
I laugh softly as I pull away and cup his jaw. “Me next…when I’m not so in my head.”
Caleb’s eyes glimmer with arousal. “Oh, it’s on.”
45
EVAN
Waking up in Caleb’s strong arms is a surreal feeling, especially when I convinced myself long ago that I’d never experience this sort of affection. Our fingers are interlocked and held to my chest with his lips pressed to the back of my neck.
I inhale silently, trying to stay in this moment for as long as I possibly can.
The sun starts to shine through Caleb’s blinds and hits me directly in the eyes. I quietly wriggle my way out of his hold without waking him up. I stand from the bed, grab the nearest T-shirt and bottoms, and throw them on.
Caleb’s eyes are still closed as he grips onto the pillow instead of me. I smile at the sight of him, bare-chested and sprawled out across his bed.
After a few moments of admiring him in his peaceful state, I make my way downstairs. Thankfully, Caleb’s room is tucked away where no one will see me leave unless they have access to this side of the house.
There is a quiet hum of music playing in the kitchen, and I pause when I find Felix and Zara standing together. His arms arearound her as he whispers something in her ear, and she giggles. I’m surprised they’re up, given how early it is.
