“More?”
“More than just casual.”
Those words. Oh god, if only I could. If only I hadn’t lived the life I did. If only I had a choice.
I would pick him.
I’d always pick him.
“I…I can’t.”
“But you did with your ex.”
“That was a long time ago. Things are different now.”
Caleb sighs unhappily, and I brush a kiss to his neck.
“I’ll cancel with him if it makes you feel better. I’ll do whatever you want if you stop being angry with me.”
“Don’t cancel. I…just…I don’t want you with anyone else when you’re with me, casual as it is.”
“Stop saying casual like it’s a dirty word. It’s not. I haven’t been with anyone else since we started this. And I don’t plan on being with anyone as long as this lasts.”
My hips drag against his hard length, and Caleb huffs.
“Seems you still do want me despite being angry,” I say.
“Don’t be a smug asshole. You already know I’m constantly hard around you and willing to do just about anything. No need to rub it in. I already feel pathetic.”
“Don’t. I love it. How needy you are for it.”
His hand sneaks under the hem of my shirt, brushing along my skin. He’s never done that before, and I like it.
My entire body trembles as I arch into his touch.
“Do you?”
“Yeah,” I say. “Want to try something new?”
He swallows roughly. “Hell yeah.”
I sit up, straddling his legs and pulling his pants down. His cock emerges, and I stare down at it. I’m not a huge fan of oral, but for some reason, I want to do this to him. I want to give him this part of me.
“I’m going to blow you.”
His breath catches, and he holds on to the sheets tighter.
“This will be over embarrassingly fast,” he says, and I can’t help the smirk that lifts my lips.
“I am very good with my mouth. Just do me a favor, Caleb. Don’t grab my head.”
I’ve never liked someone having that much power over me, so much control.
He nods, and then I lean forward, my lips grazing over the tip of him. There’s a bead of precum there, and my tongue laps it up.
Caleb gasps.
It’s been so long since I’ve done this.
