“Please, Caleb,” I mumbled, arching my head against the wall. He ran his fingers all the way to the line of my panties and down to my knees, setting every nerve ending in my body on fire. I couldn’t bite back my moan, and it came out loud and desperate.
Caleb dipped his head forward and kissed my inner thigh, his lips soft as his fingers curled into my underwear, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He pressed his thumb to my clit, and my knees nearly buckled from pleasure.
“Yes,” I gasped.
He pulled back to give me a wicked smile, shoved my panties out of the way, spread me apart with his fingers, and licked through my core.
I’d forgotten how good he was at this. “Holy crap.”
His tongue swirled around my clit, and one of his fingers slid inside me. A whirlwind of exquisite pleasure swept through me. Sparks flew behind my eyes as he licked me in another long stroke of his tongue. My chest heaved. The tension in me was already so tight I could barely breathe.
Caleb picked up his pace, the strokes of his tongue steady and sure. It was driving me wild. My hands flew to his hair, tugging at the thick strands as pure sensation overtook me.
His tongue thrust into me as my hips bucked against him, writhing under his mouth as I tried to get closer to him. The tension in me was winding so tight, I felt like I was about to snap.
My thighs started shaking, and another loud moan escaped. One more stroke of his fingers and the tension unwound in waves of euphoria as I came.
“Caleb. Oh, fuck. Caleb.” His name fell from my lips again and again as he licked me through my orgasm. He didn’t give me time to recover as he jerked me down to the floor so I was facing him on my knees. Then his hands were on my hips, and he turned me around, bent me forward, and got rid of the panties.
“I’m going to fuck you now. Tell me right now if you don’t want that.” Every line of his hard body was tense, his muscles locked. His breathing was rapid, and his voice was harsh, rough. I could tell he was still angry, but I didn’t care.
I needed him. I felt achingly empty without him inside me, and this was the only way I knew of to make him realize that I was really here. That I meant what I said and that I wasn’t going anywhere.
“Fuck me,” I breathed, reaching around to unhook my bra and then bracing myself on my elbows.
Caleb scooted up behind me, his cock nudging at my entrance. He took a deep breath, gripped my hips, and slammed in me, a deep growl ripping from his chest as he thrust home. I moved my hips against his, and he began to move. Each stroke hit me exactly where I needed it, filling me in the most perfect way.
His hips moved in a precise rhythm, never once breaking pace. He groaned and moved faster until he was pistoning into me, rubbing every nerve, every sensitive inch of skin. Heat spread through me, the tension winding tightly in my belly.
I was so close, but I needed more. “Caleb!”
“I’ve got you,” he rasped out, reaching around us and pressing the rough pad of his thumb against my clit. Circling it and adjusting the pressure until it was just right, my entire body started shaking.
My core tightened, and with one last thrust of his hips, I went flying over the edge again, soaring on mind-blowing pleasure that shattered my mind and overtook my senses as I came shouting Caleb’s name.
His low groans turned into loud moans that ran into one as he tensed behind me, rammed into me, and came with an animalistic growl.
We fell back onto the thick carpeting of Caleb’s hotel floor. A flush spread across my cheeks as I realized what we’d just done in front of a bank of windows that looked out over the whole city, even though I knew logically that no one had been able to see us.
My body was sated, as relaxed as I hadn’t been since we’d had that fight the night after Destitute’s first show. Caleb seemed relaxed too, tracing circles on my back with a lazy grin on his face.
When I’d come over to his room earlier, I hadn’t been surprised to find him stand-offish and hostile, but I knew that I wasn’t leaving without saying my piece, no matter how hard it was. There had been more than a few instances where I thought he was going to chuck me out of his room, and right at the end there, I was sure he was going to tell me to leave.
The thing was that I’d been prepared for it. If that was what he wanted, if he wasn’t ready to face the ghost of his past, I would’ve left. And I would’ve liked to think that I would’ve done it without looking back. I even had a bottle of wine and a pint or two of mint chocolate chip waiting in my fridge back in my room for that eventuality.
I couldn’t deny that I was beyond relieved that it hadn’t turned out that way. Looking into the chocolatey depths of his eyes now, unguarded for once, I knew that I’d done the right thing.
Caleb reached over to stroke my cheek, looking into my eyes like he could see into my very soul. “I don’t know how all this is going to go. It’s not going to be easy.”
“I know,” I told him honestly. “And I don’t know how it’s going to work either.”
He paused, cupped my face, and didn’t let his gaze wander away from mine. “But you’re willing to give it a try?”
“Absolutely.”
Grinning, he lowered his head to mine and kissed me. It was a sweet, slow kiss. An exploration and a reverie, but it didn’t take long before my legs were tangled with his once more and our hips were grinding together.
Caleb broke the kiss, rested his forehead against mine, and smiled. “Good, because I want to try too.”
I nudged his nose with mine. “Good.”
Then his lips met mine again, and our kisses quickly went back to that passionate fervor. Caleb grew hard against my thigh and groaned into my mouth when I pressed it against him.
“Right now though, I’m ready for round two,” he whispered into my ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth and nibbling on it.
I laughed, but my giggles turned into soft moans as his hands roamed my body and his lips hungrily crashed back to mine. Seconds ago, I’d thought I was sated. Under Caleb’s hands and mouth and strong, hard body, it wasn’t long before that throbbing ache started back up between my legs, and I grew desperate for him again.
Here we go again. I smiled as I reached for him, completely ready for it and moaning softly when I felt that he was too.
Chapter 21
Caleb
I woke up the next morning hard as a rock and ready for another round. I couldn’t get enough of Kelly, and now that we’d decided not to end things after all, I was looking forward to many more mornings starting as well as this one was about to.
Before I so much as blinked my eyes open though, I knew that Kelly wasn’t in bed anymore. The floral scent of her clung to the sheets and her pillow, pressed all the way against mine. But her heat was absent from the bed. I groaned and rolled over, fanning my arm out to be sure, but I was met with nothing but cool bedding.
The blackout curtains in the suite were still drawn, but there was faint light coming from the kitchenette area. Sure enough, Kelly was there.
She was wearing one of my T-shirts and nothing else that I could see, a steaming mug of coffee in her hands as she balanced on a stool with her heel planted on its seat and her arms around the knee she was hugging to her chest.