Before I can reply, Caleb’s hips begin to draw back. I can feel him, sliding within me, the walls of my body falling back into shape behind him. He almost leaves me entirely. Only his tip is still inside before he waits a heartbeat. Then he thrusts forward, hard and fast.
“Ah!” I cry out, head falling back against the wall. I feel Caleb’s teeth nip at my collarbone.
Again, he withdraws. Again he hammers forward, burying deep.
“Ah!” I can’t help it. I’m not normally so verbal, but my body is thrown into shock every time he plunges inside, each time his hard shaft makes room for itself where there is none. How he claims me, marks me like a brand. I feel him all the way to my pubic bone but it might as well be all the way to my soul.
From there it’s carnal sex. The best kind. The kind that has me forgetting that I’m pinned to a wall and at the complete mercy of a wild man from the mountains. The kind that, has me crying out without shame.
Caleb’s hips work like pistons, over and again, pushing my body to its limit and sparking a lusciously wet reaction. My body cries for him. Hungers for him. The slick sound of sex reverberates down the hall, merging with Caleb’s grunts and my soft calls for more.
“Please, Caleb, Harder. I want more.”
Keeping my thighs around his hips, I brace my feet on the wall, anchoring myself against his body as it drives into mine.
A familiar coiling feeling is setting up in my core. At the entrance to my body, where Caleb rubs and thumps with every stroke, I feel a burgeoning heat so intense it’s almost cold. Deep inside, a tightening is working through me.
“Yes, Caleb.”
“Lizzie, I think I’m gonna…”
“No! Not yet.”
I just need a little more. A little more for that curling to bind tight, to start to shake and shimmer.
Caleb’s hips thrust hard against mine as if sensing how close I am to my peak. His fingers dig into the flesh of my ass. His breath is hot on my neck. A heartbeat later and he’s kissing me again. My cries are muffled as his tongue delves deep and suddenly I’m invaded in every way by this man I barely know.
As his tongue thrusts into my mouth, mirroring his body between my legs, I feel that cold-heat grow bigger and bigger until it’s all-encompassing. I whimper against his mouth, feel hot tears roll from my eyes and then, suddenly, I’m coming apart.
The coil in my core snaps and breaks free flying to wreak havoc over my entire body. My inner muscles shake and come down hard on Caleb’s length.
The sensation is too much for Caleb, who can do little but surrender. He thrusts forward once more and shakes with his own release.
The last few shifts of his body, pushing into me as his climax ebbs, send the shivers of my orgasm higher. They dance along my nerves, zip down my spine, and have me gasping around his lips.
For a moment, I wonder if I black out entirely, my eyes blinded by stars and my body quivering with weakness.
Dear. God.
I’d never considered myself to be an inexperienced woman. Not excessively active in the last few years perhaps but by no means a timid virgin.
But across my total of three boyfriends and one fling… Nothing had ever felt like that.
Caleb Walker, I decide then and there, is a man born to pleasure a woman out of her Goddamn mind.