Page 135 of Fame & Chaos

“No. God, no.”

“Then talk to me. You know what happened last time you kept things bottled up.”

Pain flickers through me at the reminder. “It’s just…” I exhale shakily. “I want this to be perfect. I want you to feel as good as I know I’m going to feel, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be as good at this as you are.”

His entire expression softens instantly. “Indi,” he murmurs, leaning closer until we’re forehead to forehead. “Just being here with you like this is perfection to me. Being inside you is going to feel like heaven. You don’t need to worry about being good enough because we fit together perfectly.” He brushes his nose gently against mine. “Anything you do will be perfect because it’s you.”

“You’ve only slept with me once, though.”

He smiles slowly. “Once was enough to know that making love with you is the only way I ever want to do this again. We were made for each other, Indi.” Then he kisses me deeply again.

This time, I kiss him back with equal desperation while sliding my hand down between us to wrap around his cock. He groans as I grip him firmly and begin stroking slowly, and his mouth loses control almost immediately. His hips start rocking into my hand while his breathing roughens against my lips. I love seeing him this affected by me. I love knowing I can make him lose control too.

His hand drifts down my stomach and slips between my thighs. I part my legs wider automatically, giving him easier access while he rubs his fingers slowly against my pussy.

The first touch sends a violent shiver through me.

I keep stroking him while he circles my clit, though it’s becoming harder and harder to focus on pleasuring him when he’s making me feel like this.

We’re both breathing heavily now, mouths barely connected while our hands work each other higher and higher. The pressure building inside me grows almost unbearable. A tremor rushes up my spine, and I moan softly against his lips.

“Come for me, baby,” Caleb whispers roughly.

He presses harder against my clit, circling with just the right amount of pressure, and it becomes impossible to concentrate on pleasuring him anymore. I want to keep touching him, I really do, but he’s making coherent thought nearly impossible.

He gently takes my hand from his cock and places it against his chest instead.

I blink up at him in confusion. “Was it bad?” I ask breathlessly.

Then he flicks his fingers over my clit again, and a broken moan tears from my throat. “No, baby, it felt too good. I was going to come, and I only want to come inside you.” His voice turns rougher as he increases the pressure again. “But first, I want you to come. Now.” He crashes his mouth onto mine while his fingers work me harder.

A violent shiver races through my body when he flicks against my clit in exactly the right way. My back arches instantly, and my eyes squeeze shut while pleasure builds to an almost unbearable level. I clutch onto his shoulders to steady myself because my knees feel weak enough to collapse beneath me.

Another flick.

Another sharp pulse of ecstasy.

I stop breathing entirely as heat floods every inch of me.

Then Caleb presses one last time, and my orgasm hits like a goddamn tidal wave. Pleasure explodes through my body so intensely that it feels consuming, every nerve ending igniting at once while my muscles lock tight around the sensation. My knees buckle completely, and Caleb catches me, laughing softly as he wraps his arms around me to stop me from falling.

“Oh God, Caleb,” I whisper weakly, still trembling while he carries me toward the bed.

“I know, baby.” He lays me down carefully before crawling over me again. “Now let me make love to you.”

I open my heavy eyes and look into his dark, lust-filled gaze.

“Please,” is all I can manage.

He smiles and leans down to kiss me deeply, pressing his body over mine, but he pauses again and pulls back just enough to look into my eyes.

Panic flickers through me immediately.

“Is work going to call with an emergency again?” he asks.

Relief crashes through me so fast I actually giggle. “No. Not tonight.” I smile softly at him. “I’m all yours.”

He grins before pulling back slightly again, clearly about to ask something else, and I already know what it is.