eyes meet mine. He looks at me with so much love in his eyes I can’t resist leaning in to kiss his perfect lips.
He smiles back at me and lowers me onto my back, his body hovering over mine as the kiss deepens.
It only lasts a few minutes and I’m so relaxed due to his fingers stroking my cheek that I barely register his words at first. “I’m falling in love with you, Gwenny.” The way he says it is quiet but so sincere that tears come to my eyes. “No,” he amends and runs his nose along mine. “I am in love with you. You’re now the very reason I exist.”
My breath hitches and my eyes flutter closed as his words warm every cell of my body. Opening my eyes, they connect with his. “I’m in love with you too, Caleb.”
His easy smile returns and I notice his hands shaking as they stroke my skin. “I want you tonight. I want all of you. Will you give me all of you?”
I blink a few times, shocked by his question. There’s only one answer though. Gulp. “Yes.”
“Thank you,” he whispers and slants his lips over mine. I relish the sensation of his usual stubble scratching at my skin. It reminds me that he’s real, that this is real.
******
“You know I’m completely in love with you, right?” Caleb whispers as we fall onto the bed. He rolls me onto my back and situates himself between my thighs. “I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
“I know,” I breathe and press my lips to his. “I love you too.”
He smiles and moves his lips to my neck. I press my hips up, my core aching for something it’s never felt but wants to feel. Badly.
My skin becomes sensitive and produces a layer of goose pimples.
Caleb leans back onto his knees and pulls me to a sitting position with his hand behind my neck. His other hand slides around to cup my arse, pulling me slowly onto his lap.
In seconds my long, thick black hair is tumbling down my back and Caleb’s mouth is on my neck, his lips sucking and teasing as his fingers slowly unbutton the front of my beige cotton dress.
Feeling his mouth on me as his hands slowly slide the dress up my thighs and over my head almost makes me explode. The tingling and aching between my thighs feels so much worse but oh so much better all at once.
Next my bra goes and I try not to shy away. He’s seen my breasts before but never has he stared at them like he is now, his eyes dark and intense. Leaning back, his lips parted, he brings his hands up to cup each one, causing me to shiver. His fingers softly squeeze and roll the nipples, making them harden into small pebbles.
“Beautiful,” he whispers and takes a nipple into his mouth. The suddenness of it makes me cry out, not in pain but in pleasure. Bolts and bolts of pleasure spiral through my body before filling my womb, causing it to clench and simmer. “Lie back, baby.”
I lie back, watching him pull his t-shirt over his head and throw it on the ground. I try not to frown but if he starts making a habit out of that, we’re going to have problems.
He sees my frown and smiles. “I’ll pick it up later, Miss Clean Freak.”
His long and talented fingers rid his jeans of his belt, and moments later he’s completely naked and hovering over me. I’m only wearing my French knickers and I’m wondering why there is anything between us.
“Just lie there and relax, baby,” he tells me and kisses his way down my torso.
Every touch of his lips makes me want to squeeze my thighs together, every nibble of his teeth makes my back arch and every whisper of his breath makes me moan.
His lips stop just below the button on my navel, his fingers hooking into the side of my underwear, and as his lips slowly descend his hands do too until his mouth is there and my pants are off.
I groan and grab the bed sheet when his tongue slides between my lips and finds my sensitive nub. It’s a sensation I never want to stop feeling.
He bends my legs and flattens his tongue against me, swiping it up and down slowly and torturously. I’m a mess of feeling and emotion. My hands have pulled on the sheet so much it’s come off the