She blushed furiously and couldn’t quite meet his stare. Hopefully, he would understand. “With his hand, his mouth, his…anything. Ever.”
Chapter 5
“If I have my way, it won’t be the last time,” Caleb drawled.
Not by a long shot. Amazing that no man had ever managed to make her come. Well, on the other hand, maybe it wasn’t. Not Gordon anyway. He was an asswipe of the first order, clearly. Anyone else she’d slept with didn’t matter. If Caleb had his way, he would be her last lover—and her best. Because for him, she had been like a spark plug, firing quickly and powerfully. He wanted to see that again.
Caleb inched down her body, spreading kisses as he descended. Fuck, she smelled so good. Her arousal perfumed the air, and the olfactory high was making him dizzy. God knew it had made his c**k steel hard long ago.
Then he reached between her legs, pried her open with his thumbs, and let his tongue drown in her sweetness. Carlotta gasped, clutching at his head.
“What are you…oh!”
“Tasting you, Lottie. I want you to come on my tongue.”
She panted, writhing as he laved her clit, then sucked it into his mouth. “Men do this?”
Obviously not the men she’d been with. Had they all been f**ktards in bed? Whatever… Corrupting her would be so much fun.
His blood surged at that thought, and he settled supine between her legs, putting one on each shoulder. Jesus, she was more intoxicating than a fifth of scotch. His body hummed as he sucked her clit into his mouth and soaked in her little cries. She thrashed under his mouth and his hands, totally lost to passion. She was stunning. Her heart might be guarded, but her body was wide open. Caleb hoped like hell that Carlotta letting him touch her flesh meant that he was beginning to earn her trust. Maybe after this, he’d get behind her walls, too—and closer to that heart.
“Caleb…” She arched as she panted his name. Her pu**y gushed for him.
Yes, she was getting close again. He reveled in the sound and feel of her surrender. His tongue slid up between her slick folds, settling for a long moment just under her clit. Then he gave her a firm stroke of the little bud, concentrating on the hard tip that peeked out. Her breathing grew choppier. She grabbed for him with frantic fingers. Looking up the soft curves of her body, he lifted his gaze to her face. Their stares locked. Her melted chocolate eyes on him felt like a jerk of his cock. Damn it to hell, he wanted inside this woman. He wanted to slide so deep, stay there, and show her that was where he belonged.
Not once after Amanda had left him had he ever imagined making another woman his own. He hadn’t wanted to. Now… This one wasn’t getting away.
“Come for me, baby.”
Her breathing stopped. Her entire body tightened and stiffened. He drove two fingers in her pu**y and quickly found her most sensitive spot, rubbing in slow, firm circles. She gasped with a long, shocked intake of air. That spot against his fingers softened. Then her clit turned to stone under his tongue. And she screamed.
It was the hottest f**king sound he’d ever heard.
Her flavor slid over his tongue. So damn sweet. God, did she have any idea that he was going to chase her around this house for the next three days, trying to get his mouth on her pu**y? Probably not, but she’d figure it out fast.
Shudders wracked her, crashing through her system over and over until her entire body relaxed. Now she was soft and sated. Now she would welcome him into her body.
Now he was going to stake his claim.
Caleb sat back on his knees and reached for his zipper. “You look so gorgeous laying there all flushed with your legs spread. Damn, baby…”
“It is immodest.” She tried to sit up.
Gently, he pushed her back down. “Modesty has no place in bed with us. There’s nothing polite about what I plan to do to you. And I want you to understand now that I don’t intend to settle for the parts of you that you want to show me or that you think are nice. Right now, I want to f**k you. Hard. Then later, I’m going to love you so gently. But you’re not going to hide or keep any part of your passion from me.”
“Is this not just sex?”
He gritted his teeth. Is that what she thought? Why would he risk upsetting her or the family dynamic to get laid? “No, it’s not. I’m going to show you what this is.”
Caleb tore open the snap of his jeans. His zipper hissed in the veritable silence. Her stare singed him. As he shoved his pants and boxer-briefs down and took his c**k in hand, her eyes widened. She gasped. He grinned.
His phone rang.
Closing his eyes, he stared at the ceiling. The ringtone was Hunter’s.
With a snarled curse, he pulled the device from his pocket and answered it. “What?”
“Wow, grouchy. And here I thought you’d be happy that I brought you some help. Kata got called into work for a few hours, so I dragged Deke and Tyler away from their cozy love nests. We should be there in less than five.”