leave hours ago, but what if she was still here?
The thought chilled my blood. What if he’d asked her to leave, and she hadn’t? Had I interrupted something? Chills ran down my spine, and I looked around his room wildly, but there was no one in there. His bed was still made, something he did himself every morning—strange as that struck me to be.
Almost as strange as the fact that his bed, only a mattress on the floor, had no base or headboard. I’d asked him about it once, and he’d simply answered that the mattress was the only part of a bed he needed, and he didn’t see the use in buying things he didn’t need.
He lowered himself onto his mattress and pulled me down with him so that I was sitting between his knees with my back to his chest. His strong arms came around me, nestling me close to him. The scent of man, of Caleb, spicy and clean, surrounded me.
This felt different again, intimate. I had no idea what to make of it. “Caleb? What’re we doing?”
“I don’t know.” He breathed into my ear, causing my hair to fan out a little around my cheek. “Allie didn’t say anything to me. I said something to her.”
“Yeah? What did you say?” I didn’t really want to know, but there was some morbidly curious part of me that did want to know.
“I told her to put her clothes back on and get the fuck out. I didn’t sleep with her, didn’t touch her. She didn’t touch me.” A breath that I didn’t realize I’d been holding rattled from my lungs, relief flooding every fiber of my being. It was in that moment of stark relief, so intense that I felt like I wanted to cry, that I realized I was falling in love with Caleb Larsen.
I’d never been in love before, but I was pretty sure that was what was happening. Closing my fingers around his, I planted a kiss on top of his hand and held it close to my mouth so that my lips were brushing it with each word I spoke.
“Why did you do that?”
Caleb took a deep breath and stilled, not moving or saying a thing for a long couple of minutes. Then he reached for my face with his free hand, tipping my chin back so my lips were only inches away from his.
“I don’t know, but she took off her top, and I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t go through with it. I don’t know why not, not totally. All I know is that it had something to do with you.”
It took a second for his words to sink in, to fully comprehend the fact that my longtime crush, this sexy, gorgeous rock star who was so much deeper and more thoughtful than I’d ever realized had sent a girl packing because of me.
In the time that it took me to try and wrap my head around what he was saying, Caleb’s hand slid from my chin to cup my cheek, his fingers grasping at the back of my neck. His sweet breath registered in my confused mind just before he pressed his lips to mine and kissed me like I’d never been kissed before.
Chapter 15
Caleb
Kelly’s lips parted, and my tongue slid into her hot mouth, tangling with hers as my fingers tightened around the base of her neck. Holding her to me, pressing her closer to me. She came willingly, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and winding both of her hands into my hair.
She twisted so we were chest to chest, her full breasts pushing into my bare skin through her clothes. When Allie had tried the same thing earlier, I hadn’t felt a thing. Kelly doing it was driving me mad with want.
I wanted those hard nipples pressing into my chest with no barriers. I needed to play with them and suck them until she was panting and desperate for me, to make her wetter than she’d ever been. My cock, barely restrained by my loose pajama pants and no briefs, was already rock hard.
And still, I kept getting harder with each stroke of her wet tongue, each little gasp and moan that escaped from deep inside her. Keeping her mouth to mine, I laid back on my bed, and Kelly followed until she was lying on top of me.
Running my free hand down her side, I cupped her breast and got the desired result when she moaned