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He tasted her then, sliding his tongue along her wet folds, filling his mouth with her. She whimpered, but he knew he couldn’t be hurting her. In fact, when he licked again, wetness flooded his tongue, and he grunted in shock. No, he wasn’t hurting her. She liked it. She liked his mouth on her cunt.
He licked up all the way to that spot. When he reached it, Jessica cried out. Her hips jerked toward him, and then she tried to squirm away, but Caleb wrapped his hands under her thighs and held her close.
He was remembering now, the stories he’d heard around campfires or over whiskey. Men bragging how you could get any girl to agree to a fuck if you kissed her just right on the pussy. About how they’d beg for it if you took your time and used your tongue.
Caleb wanted her begging.
He tugged her closer and opened his mouth, and he sucked at that spot. Jessica squirmed again. But this time she wasn’t struggling to get away. Her hips tipped toward him as he tongued her. His sweet, demure Jessica, pushing her cunt against his mouth for more.
He gave her more. He licked quickly, loving the way she cried out like a beast. Caleb wasn’t the only animal here.
“Please,” she groaned, and he loved it. Her hands twisted into his hair. “Please, Caleb.” The little nub that he’d been working at got bigger and harder against his tongue as he flicked it.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. “Please. I don’t… You have to stop. Please.”
He closed his mouth over her pussy. Her thighs trembled, drawing up, pressing to his head.
“Stop!” she yelled, but the word ended on a scream as her hips bucked up and her pussy jumped against his mouth. Her body jerked, then jerked again as jagged cries tore from her throat.
He didn’t raise his head until her hips fell back to the bed and she was panting.
“Oh, God,” she breathed. Her legs shook like trembling leaves. “Caleb.”
He looked up at her as she took a deep breath and put a hand to her mouth. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. A strange, high sound snuck past her fingers. “I’m so sorry, Caleb.” It wasn’t until she sobbed that Caleb realized she was weeping.
“Don’t cry,” he said automatically. He hadn’t hurt her. He knew he hadn’t. She’d climaxed.
“I’m sorry,” she repeated, pressing her hand harder to her mouth as he rose up. Tears spilled down her temples and disappeared into her hair. She lifted her hand as her glimmering eyes found him. “I’m so sorry for what I did. I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.”
He backed off the bed and stood up, slightly panicked, though he wasn’t sure why. He didn’t want to see her cry. Not like this. It made his chest ache. “Don’t cry,” he repeated.
She shook her head, and her face crumpled on another sob.
“Stop it.” He wanted her to pay. He wanted her sorry, but not like this.
The need to hold her was a physical ache. To make it better for her. To rock her in his arms and kiss her tears away and tell her it would be fine. But it would never be fine, and his rage swelled at the knowledge that neither of them could make this better. He couldn’t help her, and she couldn’t take it back.
“Stop crying,” he ordered.
“I’m sorry,” she repeated, the words breaking in the middle. “I’m sorry.”
He clenched his fists, fighting the urge to reach for her. How could she do this to him? “If you’re so fucking sorry,” he rasped, “then get on your knees and tell me.”
Her eyes widened. She hiccupped on another sob, watching him as if she’d misunderstood. But she hadn’t. He wasn’t the one who’d betrayed her. She had no right to make him feel guilty. He stood there and waited.
Finally she nodded. She bunched part of the sheet in her hand and wiped her face and nose. “All right,” she whispered. She climbed from the bed, and Caleb tried to ignore the tears that still fell from her eyes.
She went to her knees without being told again. As if she’d done it a hundred times.
He stepped closer, his cock growing hard once more at the sight of her naked before him. Still, he had to stop from reaching for her and offering comfort.
Jessica looked up at him and slowly raised her hands to his thighs. He jumped a little at that first touch, then closed his eyes against the feeling of her fingers spreading over his skin.
“I’m sorry, Caleb,” she whispered one more time. “Truly.” And then her mouth touched him.
He sucked in a quick breath at the shock of it. Jessica pulled back and looked up at him, but when he only watched her, she did it again, a soft brush of her lips against the head of his cock.
He shifted closer and wrapped his fist around his shaft.
