Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
CAITLYN
“I don’t…all that was… wow.” Could I sound less overwhelmed?
The man just told me he loved me and my daughter, and all that came out of my mouth was gibberish.
As far-fetched as it sounded, this wasn’t an unusual occurrence considering our location and the couples happily matched up.
But this? It was happening at ten times speed and yet, unlike the men I’d been with in the past, it had been a slow, do I or don’t I journey to declare my love.
And looking back at all of them, even after I’d said it, a part of me never fully committed.
But Victor was different. And never once did I question my intense connection to him. I was just hung up on the age difference, and he pretty much blew that out of the water.
“Hey, I know this is a lot. How about I make you dinner tonight? At my place. Just dinner. I’d like to spend more time together. Show you this isn’t just about wanting you in my bed. I won’t even try to give you a goodnight kiss.” He crossed his heart and winked. “Promise.”
He looked so earnest as he made the promise; I bit my tongue to keep myself from telling him that wasn’t necessary. Besides, if the evening went well, I may just be the one pressuring him. “Okay. I’ll go check in with Chassie and see if Luna can stay the night.”
I disentangled myself from Vic, and agreeing to meet in an hour, I headed for my sister’s place. As I left the great room, I swear I could feel the heat of his stare on my back. Shivers and need radiated within me along with a deep sense of belonging I’d never experienced with anyone else.
And tonight, I wasn’t going to question the premise.
Exactly one hour later, I knocked on Vic’s door. I’d had enough time to see Luna, then run back to my place and take a quick shower, and put on a dress that never failed to boost my confidence. I knew it flattered my curves and then for good measure I went braless and.
Vic answered, and the same heat that had been present earlier in his gaze nearly burned me as he swept over my body. He let out a low whistle and held out his hand. “You look amazing.”
Placing my hand in his, I let him tug me over the threshold.
After he closed the door behind me, he moved to release my hand, but I didn’t let him.
I tugged back then, with my free hand grasped a handful of his shirt and yanked him against me.
Even with the height and weight difference, I managed to catch him off guard.
Victor let out a sexy moan as I lifted on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his.
We’re plastered together chest to chest. He lets out a growl that goes straight to my core.
His hands circle my waist, then he’s pressing me against the door.
Vic deepens the kiss. I gasp as his tongue swirls and then tangles with mine.
Sighing, I sink my fingertips into his shoulders and wrap a leg around his waist.
All too soon he pulls back and stares with longing and hope in his eyes. “So, I’m not complaining, but what’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours?”
“You mean besides the obvious?” I tease.
Grinning, he thrusts his erection against my middle. I suck in a breath from the friction. “Mm, yeah, that. All of it. I’m taking the dare, Vic. And first and most importantly, I want you to take me to bed. We’ll figure everything else out later.”
His mouth morphs into the megawatt smile I adore. He lifts my other leg around his waist. “Hold on,” he growled.
I barely registered the interior of his cabin as he strode down a hallway and into his darkened bedroom. “I really like this dress, but it has to go.”
Grabbing the hem, I pull it over my head. I heard his sharp intake of breath. “Beautiful. Now the panties too.”
“You first.”
“I’m way ahead of you, sweetheart.” Vic sheds his clothes so quickly I forget about his command and marvel at all his hard angles, sculpted valleys and muscular frame.
The chest I’d admired from that first day was now mine to touch.
And okay, maybe I drooled just a little. “You’re staring, Caitlyn.”
“Yeah, well. Have you looked in a mirror lately?”
“I’m more interested in seeing what that little scrap of lace is hiding.” Vic tucks his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slowly drags the material down my legs. I kick them away and sway forward.
Vic cups my breasts, taking a rigid nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over my sensitive flesh until warmth blooms in my abdomen. Journeying lower along my stomach, he presses open-mouthed kisses that leave me trembling, my pussy throbbing.
Easing me back onto the bed, he settled between my thighs. He nips my thigh, then slowly licks the sting away. My knees fall open wide; a plea escapes me for him to hurry.
“We have all night, love.” He croons against my opening, his breath tickling where I’m desperate for his touch.
When his tongue flicks my swollen bud, I buck my hips, moaning and grip the bedsheet.
He presses a finger deep inside me, flicking his tongue over my clit until I think I’ll pass out.
When I feel the first sharp tingle of my orgasm, he adds another finger inside my slick channel, stretching me, and I roll my hips chasing my release.
“Please, Vic.” In answer to my plea, he sucked my clit, and I crashed over the blissful cliff. His fingers pumping my channel, prolonging the orgasm until I’m writhing under him, screaming his name.
“I need…want…you inside me.”
Vic pauses, and in a haze I watch as he sheathes himself with a condom. Guiding himself at my entrance, our gazes clashed, and he cradled my face and gave me a slow, sexy smile. “Don’t look away.” Inch by glorious inch he fills me, stretching me as I adjust to his huge cock.
Fully seated, I roll my hips slowly, trying to savor yet another orgasm building.
“You’re the one, Caitlyn.” His declaration overwhelmed me, sending another rush of warmth through my core. And when Vic pressed his thumb between my slick folds, circling my clit—dear Lord, the intense pleasure was almost too much to bear.
Arching off the mattress, my head thrown back, I chant his name as bright white lights burst behind my eyelids.
My body vibrates, my pussy squeezing his cock as I ride out my orgasm.
Vic shouts my name as his climax hits him.
I grasp his shoulders as he shudders, running my hands along his back, soothing his strained muscles until he collapses on top of me.
“That was….” Unable to finish my thought and do justice to what I felt, I simply held on to him, marveling at what had just happened.
He eased off me, but pulled me snug into his side and kissed my forehead. “Yeah, it was.”