Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
GEORGIA
My eyes were still squeezed shut after the kiss ended. I was too scared to open them. Afraid my daydream had taken over my reality. Afraid it wasn’t real. Afraid Caleb hadn’t just kissed me.
“Dear God, if this is a dream, don’t let me wake up.” The words came out in a murmur. I wasn’t even sure I’d said them aloud until I heard his response.
“It’s not a dream.” Caleb pushed his forehead against mine.
My eyes popped open when he cupped my shoulders and slowly rubbed his left thumb back and forth on the skin of my right collarbone. His finger stroking my bare flesh made me feel like I would turn into a puddle of goop at his feet.
I wasn’t sure what to think. Two things I’d wished for my whole life had just come true. Caleb called me Georgia and not Slim. And he kissed me. One of the best kisses I’d ever had in my life.
He pulled his forehead away and watched the movement of his thumb in fascination.
“Never in my wildest dreams did I think you felt the same way I did.” The quiet amazement in his tone had me reeling. I knew he said it wasn’t a dream, but maybe I should pinch myself to be sure.
I was stunned; his words and the intimate gesture made me blurt out the first thing in my head.
“I thought you didn’t like me.” I let out a breath. “Or merely tolerated me.”
Caleb made a sound between a huff and a snort and shook his head. “I kept you at arm’s length because I wasn’t good enough for you.” His voice cracked. “You deserve better than the likes of me.”
The tortured look on his face tore at my heart. His confession shocked me.
“Why do you think you’re not good enough for me?” I was genuinely perplexed.
The heavy emotion crashing around inside him made his eyes glassy. When he tried to look away, I cupped his face in my hands. He shut his eyes and gripped my waist, pulling me closer, like he was afraid I’d walk away. The gesture nearly made my knees buckle.
“Tell me.” I said softly.
Caleb swallowed and opened his eyes. “Because I’m not good for you, Georgia…”
I tried not to smile when I heard him utter my real name again.
“I’m no good for you. You deserve to start out in life with a clean slate.
Not me dragging around my past, and a temper with a hair trigger.
” Even though I held his face in my hands, he cast his eyes to the ground to avoid eye contact.
“With my record, I shouldn’t have gotten into college.
My father had to grease a lot of palms to get me into school.
” Shame cloaked the words that came out in a hushed whisper.
Despite his words, he pulled me closer until I was flush against him. “I don’t want that for you. Rumors and gossip following you around because you’re tied to me.”
Didn’t he know I wanted nothing more than to be tied to him.
“Look at me.”
His stubborn ass refused to obey me. I smirked and tilted his chin, so he was forced to look at me.
I rubbed my thumb between his eyebrows. “Stop frowning.” I smiled at him.
“Sadie would beat my ass for saying this first, but I feel like you need to hear it.”
Although my heart was pumping like a locomotive about to run off the track, I
held his gaze.
“Caleb Daniel McQuade, I have loved you since forever.”
I would have said more, but his mouth crashed into mine; his body propelled me back against the trellis.
While his fingers fisted the fabric at the waist of my sundress, his tongue devoured me.
I was as hungry for him as he was for me.
My tongue ravished him. I’d been kissed by a few boys before when I was trying to test my feelings for Caleb, but the memory of them disappeared the longer he plundered my mouth.
I whimpered when he released my mouth with a ragged breath.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
The vulnerable but steely determination in his eyes made me gasp.
Without hesitation, I didn’t whisper. I promised.
“I’m yours. I’ve always been yours.” I said against his lips.
He leaned in and licked my bottom lip, before sucking it into his mouth. Once he released it, he kissed me hard. Before he could deepen the kiss, I pulled away, panting.
I wanted to be as forward and bold with him as he’d been with me. “Make love to me, Caleb.” I breathed with a sigh. Fear of rejection made my body tremble, despite the shared mutual feelings, heavy petting, and kisses.
Still, I forged on. “I want you to be my first.” I’d been saving myself for Caleb. Wanting him to be the first man I ever gave my body to.
The sultry look in his eyes intensified. I could feel his desire throbbing and pulsing against me.
Without a word, he grabbed my hand. I followed him across the lawn and around the side of the house. For a minute, I thought he was about to push me up against the bricks and continue what we started, but he kept walking, until we were in the front yard, headed towards his truck.
I was a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Was he going to take me to Rendezvous Drive and have sex with me in his pick-up?
Before he could open the door, I squeezed his hand. Caleb turned to me.
“Your first time isn’t going to be in the backseat of my truck.”
Was he reading my mind?
The serious look fell away to be replaced by one of naked lust. “We have the rest of the summer to christen my truck.” He leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose.
He opened the passenger door and helped me inside.
Caleb wasted no time. He rushed around the truck and climbed into the driver’s seat. “Buckle up.”
The motor was revving before I could put on my seatbelt.
We didn’t speak as he raced out of town, but Caleb’s hand didn’t leave my thigh the whole ride. Fifteen minutes later, we pulled up to a motel that sat on the edge of town.
He cut the engine and turned to me. “I hope you know I want so much more with you than just one night.” He paused, studying me.
“Are you sure? If you want to wait longer, we can slow this down. I won’t be mad,” with one hand he cupped my face and stroked my cheek, “tell me and we’ll leave. I’ll take you home right now.”
Seconds passed as I stared at him. I saw the apprehension in his eyes and the tic in his jaw, as he waited for my response.
He seemed to fear my rejection or change of heart as much as I feared his.
I pulled his hand onto my lap. “I want you. Tonight… always.”
He swallowed and let go of a breath I didn’t realize he’d been holding, then he kissed me.
Caleb left the car and went to pay for a room.
I grew antsy waiting for him to come back. I’d been saving myself for him. In the hopes that one day my fantasy would become a reality, and that day was finally here. Forget butterflies, it felt like bat wings flapped in my stomach.
“This is really happening.” I rubbed my sweaty palms on my lap.
Minutes later, Caleb came back and helped me from the truck. He took my hand, and I followed him to the room. Before we stepped inside, he turned on the light, illuminating the cheap, but clean furnishings. He closed the door behind us and secured the chain.
I looked at the bed with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.
I startled when Caleb wrapped his arms around me from behind. Knowing what was coming next had me jumpy.
“Did I scare you?” He said in a low whisper.
My mouth was suddenly bone dry and I felt unable to speak. I rubbed his forearm and relaxed in his embrace. Caleb nuzzled my neck before dropping an open-mouthed kiss on my shoulder. I shut my eyes as his lips and tongue feathered kisses against my skin, making me feel boneless.
When Caleb pushed the strap of my sundress off my shoulder, I stepped away from him, tugging it back up.
“I’ve been sweating all day.” I looked towards the bathroom. My body seemed to be made up of nervous energy at that moment. “I want to get a shower before…” I trailed off, leaving the rest of my thought unsaid, but implied. I didn’t want to smell gross to him.
“We can shower together. It will be great foreplay.” He interlocked our fingers and gave me a quick smooch.
How many women had Caleb showered with before me? For that matter, how many women had he slept with before me?
I couldn’t stop the horrible thoughts running through my head. I shouldn’t care. He was here with me now.
“Hey. Where’d you go?”
I heard his voice but had to focus before his face swam into vision.
“Huh?”
“Your eyes went blank for a minute there. Do you still want to stay?” Caleb had his hands on my shoulders, and he was looking at me with concern.
“I’m okay.” I said and walked towards the bathroom.
I put my hand on his chest when he attempted to follow me. “Give me five minutes and then come in.”
I knew we were about to have sex, but I was anxious about him undressing me. I needed to calm my nerves.
“Sure.”
After closing the door to the bathroom, I leaned heavily against it and took a deep breath.
Only five minutes. With shaking fingers, I unzipped my dress and let it drop to the floor and unhooked my strapless bra and tossed it onto the counter.
When I caught my reflection in the mirror, I stopped and examined myself.
I hope he thinks I’m beautiful.
I looked at my eyes and full lips. Ran my hands over my C cup sized boobs, and the curve of my hips and flat stomach. I wanted Caleb to like what he saw. Pursing my lips together, I gave my body another once over.
The shower water was cold when I turned it on, but it took less than a minute for it to heat up. I stepped in and closed the shower door. Beneath the spray of water, I waited for him to come to me.
I didn’t have to wait long.
The door to the bathroom creaked when he opened it.
A blast of cool air hit me when he opened the shower door.
I didn’t turn around. The shower door closed, and then he was there.
Behind me. Skin to skin. I shivered at his nearness.
Caleb ran his hands down my arms and then reached past me for soap and a washcloth.
I still didn’t turn around. I wasn’t ready to see it.
I could feel how big he was, and it made me even more nervous.
Some of my tension melted away when he began to wash my back.
When he brought the cloth down and around to my stomach, my breath hitched as he went lower and lower, until he cupped my sex.
I moaned low in my throat. Caleb flung the wet rag away and used his finger to rub my clit.
He wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me against his body.
I was grateful to have him holding me because my legs had turned to jelly as he kneaded my flesh.
“Does that feel good?” He asked, his voice low and gruff. His tongue lapped up the droplets of water on my throat and shoulder.
Words failed me. I nodded.
After a couple minutes of stroking my flesh, he removed his finger and turned off the water.
We stepped from the shower, and he pulled a towel off the counter and began to slowly dry me off. The way he worked my body over had me in a state of need. I needed more of him.
After he dried off, Caleb carried me into the bedroom, where his clothes lay in a heap on the floor.
When he laid me on the bed, he pulled my hair from its bun and fanned my hair out across the pillow.
“You’re so beautiful.”
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh at those words. I wasn’t looking for validation, but I wanted to hear him say it.
He kissed his way down my body, mumbling into my flesh. “Beautiful, so beautiful.”
He kissed my pubic bone. “Beautiful everywhere.”
When he slipped his tongue between my nether lips my back bowed, and I moaned out his name in a long exhale.
He gripped my thighs and ate my pussy like a death row inmate getting his last meal. I was sure our neighbors could hear me, but I didn’t care. I fisted his dark hair in my hand as I rode his mouth to an orgasm that had colors dancing in front of my eyes.
Caleb kissed the inside of my thigh and climbed back up my body, so we were eye to eye. His tanned skin was flushed red, and his lips glistened from my juices. He nestled between my trembling thighs.
He moved his hand between our bodies and took his dick in his hand, rubbing it between my folds, coating it in my wetness.
Ecstasy contorted his face as he eased his dick inside me.
It hurt more than I expected. Only the tip was in, but it felt like I was being split open.
“Ow, ow, ow.” Tears sat in the corners of my eyes.
“I’m sorry, baby. Did I hurt you?” He paused his invasion.
The strain in his voice between pleasure and concern made me feel conflicted. I wanted this, but it hurt.
“You’re too big. You’re not going to fit.” I pushed against his chest.
Most guys would have huffed and probably been upset or called me a tease, but not Caleb. Had I ruined our night?