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I kissed him again.

His soft lips mingled with my own. We stayed like that, sharing another sweet kiss, before I pulled away.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Just enjoying what I got to experience with you tonight,” I told him.

We kissed once more, and there was a desire within me. Caleb was a true gentleman, and I wanted to savor this moment. After a bit, he moved back, smiling.

“Well, want to take this somewhere a little more private?” he asked.

I nodded, even though I was never the type to do this. I tensed up when David kissed me back in the day, and most dates never got this far. But the anticipation rose as he took my hand, bringing me back to the car and driving back to his place.

I wanted him, and I knew that he wanted me as well.

After a little bit, we got inside, but then he brought me somewhere else.

It was a barn. We went inside, and as the doors closed, our lips were on each other again. He felt so soft and wet, like candy, and as he kissed me, I felt that urge within me begin to grow.

He started pushing his tongue against mine, and I eagerly accepted, moaning softly as I enjoyed the touch. Every second spent with him was a little bit of heaven, especially with how his body felt against my own and that little hint of desire that started growing between us.

With that raw need and desire for each other, it was clear that with every moment we shared together, we could feel the anticipation growing between us.

He pushed me down onto a bale of hay nearby, and I landed with a soft thud. His hands started to explore my body, enjoying the touch of my skin.

I shivered as I felt his hands loom against the tip of my dress, and I blushed as his hands touched my breasts ever so slightly with his soft hands. He was . . . astounding. The way he touched me and the fact that I was at his mercy felt strangely . . . nice.

His hands snaked under my dress, tugging on the edge of it. I tensed slightly as he pushed the dress upwards, and I gasped as his hands reached out, caressing my breasts.

It felt good, but . . . then I remembered it.

The reason I hadn’t seen anyone since that incident back in high school.

My eyes widened, and Caleb stopped and looked at me with concern. “Everything okay there, hun? You look a little spooked.”

“No, I’m . . . I’m fine,” I lied.

I sure as shit wasn’t fine, but there was no way I was going to tell him the truth right now.

“All right, but if there’s something you don’t want, just holler,” he said.

I nodded, and then he reached up and pushed my dress upward until he got to my bra. He teased me from the outside, and I let out soft little gasps. Next, he pulled the garment downward, teasing the tips of my nipples with his hands and tongue.

Holy fuck, that felt good. I moaned softly, enjoying the touch this man provided. My anxiety lessened, and I gasped softly, moaning as he continued to pinch my nipples, enjoying the soft moans that escaped me.

His hands reached out, tweaking my nipples ever so slightly, and then he moved his hands to the side of them, and then he pushed his tongue towards the sides of it, licking them slightly.

I gasped, enjoying everything he did. But then, as his hands snaked downward, skirting against my panties.

My eyes widened. “Wait!”

He stopped with his hand against the waistband of my panties. He looked at me with confusion as I stared at him. “Something the matter?”

I looked at him, attempting to figure out how to tell him how I felt. What the fuck do I say? That I remembered what his brother did to me, and it made me scared of the idea of sex?

I looked into his eyes as he cocked his head and sighed. “It’s not you. I’m sorry about this.”

I moved back, the atmosphere tense, and I sat there, wrapping my arms around myself. Why was I so nervous about his? I mean, shit, I wanted this, right?

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