I loved him. It had always been him. I didn’t want to fight it anymore. “Caleb,” I murmured, sliding my fingers into his hair and pulling him to me for a kiss. “I love you. Make me yours.”
He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing hard. When he opened them, I felt lost, so lost in him.
“I love you. I will love no one but you,” he whispered before he entered me.
My breath hitched as I felt unwelcome pain pierce my pleasure-hazed world. I closed my eyes tightly, fighting the urge to push him off me. I felt full, ripped apart. Above me, Caleb froze.
“Baby, are you okay? I’m so sorry, love. Do you want me to stop?”
The fear in his tone made me open my eyes. His hand caressed the side of my face as he gazed at me with worry, and I melted.
“Talk to me, love,” he murmured, kissing my lips, my cheeks, my nose.
He started licking my bottom lip, sucking it in his mouth. His hand slid between my legs, stroking small circles in my center and causing a now-familiar sensation. The feel of him inside me, so hard and full, and the slow motions of his fingers made my moan turn into a sob.
My fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him close for a demanding, almost desperate kiss. He groaned deep in his chest, turning demanding into carnal as his tongue plunged in my mouth, swallowing my moans.
I moved my hips experimentally and discovered that the pain was fading, replaced by an inexplicable pleasure that spread between my legs and shot up my spine. I bit my lip, closing my eyes tightly as I moaned. He abruptly pulled back from me, his face a mask of hunger and pain.
“Red, damn. I can’t… Please don’t move, baby.”
Caleb placed his hand on my hip when I tried to move, commanding me to stay still.
“It’s okay, Caleb. It feels…good.”
“Yeah?”
I nodded, sliding my hips against him. The pleasure was building, spreading to my spine, my legs, my arms, and between my legs.
“Caleb, please… I need…”
He kissed me roughly, his hands reaching for my wrists, then dragging them up over my head. “I got you, baby.”
And then he was moving—slowly, languorously, his green eyes watching my face. I was panting, my breath loud and fast as he plunged inside me, in and out, taking his time, driving me wild.
“Take everything—my body, my heart, my soul. Take them. They’re yours,” he rasped. He began to move faster, harder, wilder.
Everything felt tight, my body bowing as I pumped my hips in time with his thrusts. Pleasure was sharp and demanding as it built and spread inside my body. My whimpers turned into sobs, desperate to find relief.
“Let go, baby. Let go,” he said softly, kissing his words into my mouth.
All I could do was wrap my legs tighter around him, my fingernails digging into his back as his thrusts became wild and frenzied.
“Oh Jesus. Oh fuck.”
Caleb’s mouth latched onto my neck, sucking hard as he palmed my ass, grinding inside me so hard and so deep that I came apart with a scream.
“I love you. God, I love you so much. I love you so fucking much,” he said roughly. He groaned out his pleasure, mouth parted, eyes half closed, head thrown back in abandon. I felt him drive deep one last time before he cried out my name and released.
Chapter Nineteen
Veronica
The sight of Caleb’s handsome face greeted me in the morning as I opened my eyes. He was lying on his stomach, his pink lips slightly parted as he slept peacefully, his arm wrapped around my hip.
He needed a haircut, I thought, noting that his hair was long enough now to cover his eyes. It was sticking up everywhere…like someone had buried their hands in it and pulled…
Oh God.