For the first time in so long, I dream of being happy.
It’s not a dream of anything in particular—more of a feeling of being content.
But when morning comes, the dream ends, and I’m very aware of the large, warm body cuddled up to me.
I don’t want this to stop.
I smile at his cock nudging my backside. It’s basic biology and he can’t help it, but it’s flattering. I wriggle back against him.
“Are you trying to start something?” Caleb nibbles on my ear and I laugh.
I pull away and roll onto my back, his arm still under my neck. “You beat me to that.”
He looks down. “Oh. Sorry.”
His eyes dance with amusement as he pulls me closer.
“Caleb.” I’m breathless. He’s so close.
Caleb presses his lips to mine. The kiss starts slow, but when his tongue sweeps across the seam of my lips, I open up.
It’s been so long since I’ve been kissed like this, and it’s new and familiar all at once. We used to make out for hours in his car.
“Always did love kissing you,” Caleb says when he finally lets me up for air.
He brushes his lips along my jaw, and I sigh, snuggling in closer against him.
The chest underneath me shakes with laughter.
“Are you comfortable?” Caleb’s deep voice breaks through my bliss.
I take a deep breath. “Yes,” I mumble.
His breathing’s slow—consistent. It’s everything I need.
“Good.”
My palm rests on his stomach—the softness of his warm skin comforting. My head rests on his chest.
“You can touch me if you want.” The bemusement in his voice makes me blush.
I slide my hand down into his boxer shorts. One of his arms rests under me, the other hand skims my cheek, barely brushing the surface. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to his gentleness with me.
Taking his cock firmly in hand, I give it a squeeze before running my hand from base to tip.
He pushes down the duvet and wriggles out of his shorts, giving me a full view of him standing to attention.
“Emma.” His tone is needy, desperate. I swipe pre-cum from the tip of his cock and smear it down his length.
He arches his back and his grip on me tightens.
I keep going, stroking up and down, never dropping my gaze.
I’ve never done this in my life, but from Caleb’s quickened breath and the way he’s holding me, I’m doing it right.
I scooch down the bed, lick my lips and lower my head, taking his cock in my mouth and swirling my tongue around the tip.
Caleb groans, and I keep up the pace, taking as much of him as I can, sliding my tongue up and down.
