Page 27 of Changing Caleb
I could never forget. This song was playing when we had our first kiss. Right then and there, Caleb said it was our song.
“Found out some interesting news today. Tell me why?”
“Why what?”
“Why’d you break up with the professor?”
“It just didn’t work out.”
Lame excuse, but it’s the truth all the same. It didn’t work out because I wasn’t right for him, and he wasn’t right for me.
“Because of me?”
“Nope.”
“Liar.”
His breath is hot on my ear, his lips grazing over the sensitive skin. I can’t breathe. I back away and brush past him, heading inside. I hurry to the bathroom, but Caleb catches the door before I can close it behind me.
He stares at me intently, his eyes full of hunger as he slams the door shut. Our mouths fuse together in a desperate kiss. All the heartache, all the pain, washes away. I openly groan into his mouth as he presses his growing erection against my core, lifting me up, my legs wrap around him.
This time, nothing is stopping us.
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Caleb
Istumble with Casey, holding her against me while she grinds her body over my cock until I rest her ass on the bathroom counter. It was always like this with her.Wild. Out of control. Frantic.I loved every fucking second of it. Tonight is no different.
Casey tugs at my shirt, her nails scraping my skin as she brings it over my head and tosses it down. She leans forward and flicks her tongue over my nipple before licking her way up my chest to my neck. I pull the straps of her dress down, baring her sweet tits encased in lace. I unbutton my jeans and shove them down, desperate to sink inside her.
She takes my dick into her hands and strokes. Hard and fast, then soft and slow. Groaning, I shove her bra down and push her tits together, licking the valley between them before capturing one of her nipples between my teeth. I bite down, just hard enough to elicit a cry from her, then I suckle on it to soothe the sting. I make sure to give the other nipple the same pleasure.
Her dress is hiked over her hips, revealing her black, lace thong. Fuck me, her panties are soaked. Casey stops strokingme and braces herself on the counter, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I lift her enough to pull the thin scrap of material down her legs, leaving them dangling off one of her heels. I drag my hands up her thighs and run my fingers up and down her slit.
“What are you waiting for?” she smirks.
I grin at her, easing two fingers inside her. “There’s the Casey I know.”
She bites her bottom lip and stares at me. Her feisty green eyes daring me to do what we’ve been denying ourselves since I came back to Hollis. A part of me knew I would always have this again with her, despite how much she denied me. We could never deny each other this.
Withdrawing my fingers, I pull a condom from my pocket, quickly rolling it on. Not wanting to assume that she’s okay with me fucking her bare again after what happened. Casey doesn’t say a word as I press the tip of my dick to her dripping entrance.
“You’re soaking fucking wet, Case,” I groan.
There’s not a chance in hell I’m changing my mind. Not with her tits out on display and the warmth of her pussy touching me. I drive inside her with one swift movement, and she moans as though she hasn’t been fucked good in a long time. Her body shudders as I thrust into her again and again, trembling with pleasure.
“You like that, don’t you?” I ask.
I grip her underneath her thighs and hoist her legs up, forcing her to lie back on the counter as I rest her legs on my shoulders. My jeans drop to my ankles as I fuck her, my cock slamming home with each deep surge.
“God, yes! Fuck!” Casey screams. “So good! Don’t stop, Caleb! Please!”
“Tell me what you want, Case,” I demand. “Tell me how good my cock feels. That your sweet pussy craves it.”
“Yessss!”
I want to ask her if the professor fucked her this good. Made her this wet. If he ever made her scream out his name. But I keep my mouth shut. I’m enjoying watching her fall apart too much to ruin it with jealousy.
