Chapter Nineteen #2
Years of wanting her pour into the kiss as she grips my hair tighter and kisses me back with just as much desperation. My hands slide down to the hem of her pajama top, and I drag it up over her head, forcing us apart for a brief second.
And holy fuck.
I stop breathing.
Her pale skin glows softly beneath the bedroom light, her breasts full and beautiful, her body somehow even more perfect than every fantasy I tortured myself with over the years.
She’s stunning.
Absolutely fucking stunning.
My cock jerks violently back to life, and I crash my mouth onto hers again.
She grips the hem of my vest and yanks it over my head, forcing us apart for only a second before her lips are back on mine.
Her bare chest presses against mine, and the warmth of her skin almost destroys whatever control I have left.
Every touch of her feels overwhelming, like my entire body is reacting only to her.
Her hands slide down to my jeans. She pops the button, lowers the zip, then pushes them over my hips. I’m naked beneath them, and when her gaze drops to my cock, she gasps softly.
I smirk and bend down quickly to kick off my jeans and shoes.
Indi hops down from the drawers and slides her pajama bottoms and panties down her legs, leaving herself completely bare in front of me.
And fuck.
I just stare.
Of all the women I’ve ever seen naked, none of them compares to Indi. Not even close.
“You’re stunning,” I whisper.
She bites down on her bottom lip before stepping forward and pressing her warm, naked body against mine. I wrap my arms around her instantly, holding her tightly like I’m terrified she’ll disappear.
“You’re pretty impressive yourself,” she murmurs with a smirk. Then she pushes lightly against my chest until I stumble backward toward the bed. Before she can fully take control, I grab her waist, spin us around, and toss her gently onto the mattress.
She giggles as she bounces slightly, and I crawl over her slowly, leaning down to kiss her again.
This time, I take my time.
Slow kisses.
Deep kisses.
The kind meant to savor every second.
Indi deserves to be worshipped, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing tonight.
Her fingers glide over my bare back, and every touch sends another shockwave through me. It’s like my entire body has come alive beneath her hands. Music has always made me feel most alive, but…
Nothing compares to this.
Nothing compares to her.
She wraps her legs around my waist until our bodies are pressed tightly together, my cock resting directly against her heat. Every instinct in me wants to thrust into her immediately, but I force myself to slow down.
I don’t want to rush this.
I don’t want to hurt her.
I want her to feel adored.
Loved.
My hand trails slowly down her arm, across her waist, then lower until she shivers beneath my touch. I kiss her steadily while my fingers slide between her thighs and instantly find her soaked for me already. A rough groan leaves my throat at the feeling.
She presses herself harder against my hand, and I circle her gently, earning a trembling whimper against my mouth. Her fingers tighten painfully in my hair while I work her slowly, learning her body all over again, even though it feels like I never truly forgot.
I kiss her harder as she arches beneath me, her breathing turning ragged while I keep touching her exactly the way she needs.
Every little sound she makes wrecks me further.
I move down to her neck, kissing and sucking gently while she trembles beneath my hands. Her nails drag across my back every few seconds, and the mix of pleasure and pain only drives me crazier.
Then her body tightens suddenly.
Her back arches from the mattress while a broken moan leaves her lips, and she clings to me as the orgasm tears through her.
Watching her fall apart like that almost finishes me on the fucking spot.
I kiss her softly while she comes down from it, her body relaxed and pliant beneath mine.
“You always were good at that,” she whispers lazily against my mouth.
I smile and brush my hand slowly over her stomach before trailing upward.
God, she feels incredible.
If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.
I kiss down her neck and chest while she runs her fingers through my hair, still breathing unevenly from her release. Slowly, I work my way lower, kissing along her stomach while she watches me through hooded eyes. Then I kneel at the edge of the bed and pull her gently toward me by her thighs.
She squeals softly in surprise. “Caleb, I was relaxed.”
I grin against her skin. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll get you right back there.”
She melts into the mattress again while I take my time admiring her.
Indi is fucking perfect.
Everything about her feels like home.
I kiss slowly along her inner thigh before moving between her legs, and the second my mouth touches her, her entire body jolts.
Her breathing grows heavier almost instantly while her fingers fist the bedsheets beneath her.
She writhes against my mouth, and I swear I could spend the rest of my life making her feel this good.
The more she reacts, the more addicted I become to it.
Her hand tangles into my hair again, guiding my tongue exactly where she wants me, and honestly, that only turns me on more. My cock aches painfully while I focus completely on her, determined to make her fall apart again before I even think about myself.
Her moans grow louder.
Her thighs tighten.
Her body trembles harder and harder until she suddenly cries out my name and completely loses control beneath me.
Fuck.
Watching her come apart like that nearly destroys me.
I kiss my way back up her body before settling over her again, and that’s when I notice the pill packet sitting on her bedside table. I didn’t bring condoms because, honestly, I never thought tonight would end like this. But right now I can barely think straight anyway.
I lean down and kiss her deeply while she wraps her legs around my waist again, pulling me tightly against her.
This time, the kiss feels different.
More desperate, more emotional, as if she is pouring everything into it.
I brush a piece of hair away from her face and look down at her. “Are you sure you want this?”
She smiles softly and nods. “I’m sure. Make love to me, Caleb.”
This is really happening.
I kiss her hard while shifting my hips until the head of my cock presses against her entrance. The relief of finally being this close to her after so many years almost sends me over the edge already.
Slowly, I begin pushing inside her, and the second her warmth surrounds me, I nearly fucking lose my mind.
Pure.
Fucking.
Ecstasy.
I groan into her mouth while she clings to me, and just as I’m about to sink into her fully, her cell suddenly rings.
I freeze.
Then groan loudly against her lips.
“Leave it,” I mutter, trying to kiss her again.
She squeezes her eyes shut. “Shit.”
“Indi…”
“I have to answer it.”
I stare at her in disbelief while still buried only partially inside her. “Can’t you call them back later?” I ask roughly, fighting every instinct to keep going.
“I can’t. It’s the hospital. There must be an emergency.” She looks genuinely apologetic. “I’m so sorry.” Then she pushes me gently away.
I flop onto my back beside her while my cock throbs painfully, and disappointment crashes over me like a fucking eighteen-wheeler truck.
This cannot be happening.
“Hello?” she answers breathlessly. “Yes. Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” She ends the call, and I drag my arm over my face because I genuinely want to scream.
She leans over me and gently pulls my arm away. “I’m sorry, but it’s an emergency. I have to go.”
I force myself to smile even though I feel hollowed the fuck out. “It’s fine,” I lie.
“Get dressed. I need to leave now.”
Well shit! Those words hit harder than they should.
She doesn’t even want me staying here to wait for her.
Slowly, I sit up while she rushes around the room, pulling clothes on. Meanwhile, I get dressed at the speed of a depressed sloth, feeling completely deflated while trying not to catch my still painfully hard cock in my zipper.
“Caleb, hurry up,” she calls while racing into the living room.
I pull my vest over my head, shove my jacket back on, and slide into my shoes before following her out.
She grabs her keys and coat near the door. “I’ll call you, okay?” Then she rushes outside before I can even answer.
I stand there in the middle of her living room, completely stunned.
How the hell did we go from that… to this… in less than thirty seconds?
“Caleb!” she yells from outside.
Blinking hard, I finally force myself to move and head out the front door.
“Thanks for dinner. I’ll call you,” she says quickly before hugging me tightly.
She jumps into her car, starts the engine, and drives away, and just like that…
She is gone.
Leaving me standing there on her front doorstep like a stunned fucking idiot with a confused head, a throbbing cock, and absolutely no idea what just happened.