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I doubt he’d had sex with anything but his own hand since the zombies started roaming the streets.
It was a base, primal sort of reaction.
Like the throbbing need between my own thighs.
Like my desire to feel more of him.
Letting out a fake sleeping sigh, I shifted over him until his cock was pressing against my cleft.
“Fuck,” Caleb hissed in that deeper, sexier voice he’d only used once around me.
His hips involuntarily bucked up against me, making him slide against my cleft, tease over my clit.
I couldn’t seem to find the control to force my own hips to stay still then, grinding them down onto him, letting out a little whimper at the feel of him.
“Catie,” he said in that same deep, bedroom-sexy voice. But I was busy writhing against him again. “Okay,” he murmured, voice soft as he started thrusting up against me as I continued to move, as I drove myself up, not caring about the consequences, about potentially losing my new friend because I’d let things get complicated.
All I cared about right then was relief from the need that was flooding my system, making rational thought impossible as we kept moving together, as my little whimpers became moans, as Caleb’s breathing got faster, more ragged, as he made sexy grunts of pleasure as I got closer and closer.
“Come,” he demanded, voice rough and soft somehow at the same time. “Come for me,” he demanded, his own voice getting tight as he teetered on that edge too.
His hands went to my ass, grinding me harder against him as he moved faster and faster.
I tried to muffle the sounds of my orgasm into his shoulder as his own body shuddered, finding his release.
I clung to him after.
For a few minutes, just a little too overwhelmed and more emotional than I could have anticipated. After that, though, it was just pure, undiluted, all-consuming mortification.
I mean, who dry-humped their new friend?
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I murmured into his shoulder.
“Talk about what?”
Right.
Exactly.
I climbed off of him, keeping my back to him as I got to my feet.
“I need to get the cushions inside. It’s looking like rain today,” I said, seeing the clouds gathering.
So that was exactly what I did, busying myself with the task as Caleb came back down.
“I have to get some food for Toddy,” he said, a bit of tension in his voice.
“Okay,” I agreed, nodding. “Here,” I added, going into my stash and producing a weapon I’d sort of made with knives, an old garden rake pole, and duct tape. Like… alotof duct tape.
“Thanks, Catie with a C and ie,” he said, giving me a smile that looked forced.
“No problem,” I said, nodding. “Try not to get eaten out there.”
“I’ll do my best,” he said, making his way out of the door without even looking around first. Toddy followed behind.
I only watched for a moment or two before going back inside to wallow in some self-loathing for a few hours that turned into a few days.
The loneliness that set in then was different. Stronger. Bolstered up by the friendship I’d just begun to explore, that a part of me had been hoping would be a bigger part of my future.
