Caleb's Mate - Becca Jameson Page 0,32
of the car, trying to get some sort of purchase as if she might fall. The world spun, and before she realized what was happening, his free hand was working on her shorts. He unbuttoned and unzipped them in rapid time.
One second his lips were wrapped around her nipple, the next second he’d switched breasts, drawing the other swollen bud into his mouth hard enough to sting. His hands were on her shorts, tugging them and her panties over her hips.
She gladly lifted her butt to help speed things up. She needed him inside her. Now. His glorious naked body hovered over her, and she craved the feeling of his thick cock inside her tight sheath.
When he finally released her nipple with a pop, his lips trailed kisses down the center of her belly, making a line toward her sex.
Elena gasped when his hands grabbed her thighs and pushed them wide, spreading her open. Cool air hit her sex, sending a slight panic to her system when she realized his lips were precariously close to her clit. Not only had she never gone down on a man before, but no one had done so to her either.
A blow job was one thing, but what did women taste like? She trembled, half of her wanting to stop him to avoid the uncomfortable situation, the other half wanting to set her hands on his head and encourage him further.
She never got a chance to ponder the embarrassment because his lips landed on her sex two seconds later, his tongue flicking over her clit and then plunging into her channel.
Elena cried out, her body shaking as he pressed her thighs wider. Her hands were trapped under her knees. And oh God… His mouth. What the hell was he doing with his lips?
Tasting. Licking. Sucking. Everywhere at once. His tongue was relentless in its quest to torture her. It was too much and not enough. Sensations everywhere. Tingling. Wetness leaking out of her. Clit throbbing.
And then the world spun when he circled her clit with his lips and sucked it into his mouth, tongue flicking over the tip rapidly.
Elena screamed. She had no idea if there were words or just raw noise.
Caleb continued his torment, sucking and licking while waves of pleasure washed through her. Far better than anything she’d ever experienced alone, and ten times better than anything she’d ever experienced at the hands of the two men she’d slept with. Those two paled miserably in comparison to Caleb Tanner.
When her sex grew too sensitive, she winced, and Caleb immediately let up, kissing her sweetly all around her sex.
She was panting, partially sated, also still craving more. It felt naughty and wicked to want more. But she did.
Caleb lifted his face and smiled at her as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. “My God, baby. I’ll never get enough of you.”
She did not recognize the woman who responded. “Good. Start now. I need you inside me.” Her channel gripped at nothing as though disappointed it had been left out. Except for his tongue, Caleb hadn’t entered her.
She glanced down at his thick erection. He was ready again. She needed to feel him inside her. She scooted forward, trying to line up better with his shaft.
He held her down with a hand spread across her inner thigh. “Not gonna have sex with you right here, Elena.”
“What?” She jerked her gaze up to meet his, confused. Needy.
He shook his head. “Not now. Now in the back of my SUV on a dirt road.” He leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on one nipple. “Not while your mind is clouded with lust and I can’t trust you would make the same choice sober and clothed.”
Her lip trembled. She thought she might cry or scream from the frustration.
Caleb held her thigh wider, the fingers of his other hand trailing toward her swollen sex. He dragged a finger between her labia.
She moaned, her head rolling back. She wasn’t too proud to beg. “Please. Caleb. My God. Please. I need you inside me.” Again, who was that woman?
“Okay, baby. Take a breath.” His finger inched into her. “Let me make you feel good.”
It had been so long since anyone or anything had been inside her, she’d completely forgotten how filling it was. As Caleb pushed that finger in to the hilt, she realized it wouldn’t matter how long it had been. No man had ever made her feel like this. No man ever would.