“You okay?” he asked, his voice low and rough like he was restraining himself.
I nodded eagerly. “Yeah.”
He kissed me again with the same passion behind his kiss but slower than before. It was intentional, purposeful even. One hand slid into my hair, while the other traced my hip bone before migrating between my thighs.
“I’ve wanted this,” he whispered against my neck, before sucking on the tender skin leading up to my jawline. “You.”
I hooked my legs around his waist tighter, encouraging him with my actions. “Then take me.”
His hand slipped beneath the waistband of my jeans, brushing one finger around my clit. I whimpered when he pulled away, but he didn’t hesitate before he unbuttoned my jeans and began to drag them down slowly. “Hips up, baby.”
I obliged, watching him through lustful eyes.
He took his time sliding both my pants and panties off together, before tossing them over his shoulder.
Caleb’s mouth brushed against mine. He pushed his cock against me so my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He onlypaused when he reached to peel off my top and then undo my bra clasp. I nodded as he unwrapped me like a present. His mouth returned to mine before trailing down my neck, across my collarbone, and lower to my breast. Caleb teased one of my nipples as I unbuttoned his jeans, slipping them down before he kicked them off.
He reached over to his nightstand, fiddling in the drawer before pulling out a condom. He held it up and smiled.
“I have an IUD,” I said, my voice shaky. “But yeah—whatever makes you comfortable.”
He rolled it on, and before I knew it, he was inside me, working his way into my body at first with slow and measured thrusts, giving me more and more each time. “God, you’re so beautiful. So wet and so fucking tight.” His eyes squeezed shut and his cock throbbed.
There was no more teasing. He pushed in deeper, causing me to yelp. In pain, in pleasure, maybe both.
“Caleb,” I whispered, running my hands down his back. “I want this. I want you.”
He practically growled and a fire seemed to start within him, causing his thrusts to go harder, deeper. My nails dug into his back as I clawed at him. He hissed in pain but didn’t relent, only drilling into me harder.
“Harder,” I groaned. I moved my hands down either side of him, loving the feel of his muscles flexing with each thrust. I pulled him closer to me, drunk on the effortless way our bodies moved together.
“Right there.” I moaned shamelessly as I spread my legs wider, taking him deeper. Deeper to the point where I saw stars. Caleb’s face hovered over mine, his mouth barely touching mine. Our lips grazing one another but not exactly kissing. He rubbed against a sensitive spot once more. My back arched involuntarily off the bed as I lost the ability to form a sentence. “I—oh, yes—don’t stop. I’m going to—” My toes curled as my limbs became like jelly and he took me over the edge.
As though he had been waiting for me, Caleb’s eyes rolled back and his thrusts became less measured and more primal. I heard his guttural moan, as I milked him of his own release. He collapsed on top of me, spent and satiated.
All sense of time was lost as we explored one another. We didn’t leave his bed for the rest of the afternoon.
CHAPTER 20
Caleb
As I pulledup behind the shelter, I spotted Ms. Kenzie standing outside by the loading dock, surveying the pallet stacked with boxes of food.
“Need my help carrying anything inside?” I called from behind her as I jumped out of the truck.
Walking around to the passenger’s side, I opened Grace’s door and helped her climb down.
“Good morning to you too, handsome. You can grab these two boxes.” Ms. Kenzie gestured to the brown boxes at her feet. “Along with whatever deliciousness you have in the bed of your truck.” She laughed and looked at Grace before turning back to me with her eyebrow raised in surprise at my company.
I smirked and walked with Grace over to Ms. Kenzie.
“Well, I’ll be damned. Look at you, Fancy Pants!”
“I’m here to volunteer,” Grace announced proudly as she beamed up at me.
Ms. Kenzie shook Grace’s hand and handed her an apron. “Put this on. I feel like you’re getting dirty just by me looking at you.”
Ms. Kenzie gave Grace a once-over. She definitely had adapted her wardrobe from when she first arrived in Grand Haven, but she managed to keep some of her former stylistic flair.
