I find the way to his light, and my eyes lock in on his face. When I obey, his thrusts increase in speed. “There you are. Good girl. I want to stare into those eyes as you come. No one else will have you.” Then Caleb lowers his tone. “You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust. “Say it.”
Damn, I love it when he does that. “I’m yours.”
“That’s right. And after tonight, everyone else will know it, too.”
It’s the way he talks to me. I love every dirty word that comes out of his mouth. I love even more how it can also make me swoon. “Don’t stop.” Each thrust is like a siren song, coaxing the orgasm out of me. I’m drowning in the pleasure Caleb gives me. My legs spasm with the coiled tension in every muscle.
“Come with me, Jay.”
His movements slow and semen fills my center. The pulse of his release flows through me. And my orgasm shudders through my entire body. My vaginal walls clench around him.
His gaze holds my own before he presses his forehead to my temple, panting into me as we ease down together.
He pulls out of me and rolls over next to me.
I thought he may have gone cold on me again, but not a second later, he pulls me on top of him. With his arm around me and my hand over his chest, we both stare up at the cavernous ceiling.
A thought pops into my mind.
“Wait, wait, wait. Then, that would mean...” His smile fades, and a light comes on as the pieces connect.
“Yep. Caleb,youare a bastard.” I study his face—he’s not upset. He’s fascinated.
There’s acceptance in his voice when he says, “Damn.” He bends an arm behind his head. “I wonder why my mother didn’t tell me.”
I shrug. “It was a different time back then.”
Time seems to slow here. I nudge myself further onto his pectorals and twirl his chest hairs in my fingers.
Caleb asks, “Do you think she was ashamed?”
I shake my head. “I don’t think so.”
“No?”
“No, not at all. She had a smile the whole story.”
“She did?”
I nod. “She said it was the moment she knew she loved your father.”
There’s a pause. “The moment he almost drowned?”
Caleb and I both laugh. Because it sounds ridiculous.
“No... She told me that after he wasn’t drowning anymore, he let her take the reins. Really and truly relied on her and let her lead. It was the first time he trusted in her—in anyone—completely. He was able to take a step back and let her be in charge.”
“I still don’t understand why you were laughing?”
I pull my lips into my mouth, trying to hide my smile. “Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“Well, now you have to tell me.”
“I don’t think I should.”
“Why?”
“I don’t think you want to know.”
