Page 113 of Roommates


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‘Don’t…’ I plead. What is happening right now?

Caleb smiles that dark smile I caught earlier as he holds my gaze. He lifts his hand to release my hair from the towel wrapped round it. He tenderly moves my fallen curls from my face as he inspects my eyes.

‘Are you sure? You’ve been drinking,’ he whispers, with sincere concern.

I nod. I’m not drunk. I am very aware that we may regret this in the morning, but right now I don’t care.

He slowly pulls one side of my dressing gown aside, exposing my white vest underneath. He keeps my gaze as he runs his hand over my left breast. He finds my nipple pretty easily, straining against the cotton, and strokes it lightly. I inhale sharply, taken aback by the pleasure I feel, enjoying the friction between his finger and the vest’s cotton. The minute I exhale with desire, Caleb stops, closes his eyes and rests his forehead against mine. His juniper-scented breath is panting lightly.

‘Tell me to leave you alone and go to bed, Aari,’ he asks again, breathlessly.

‘I don’t want you to. I feel safe with you,’ I sigh into his mouth as I cover it with mine. I don’t want him to stop. That is all he needs.

Caleb pushes the space he made in my dressing gown wide apart, and rips my vest in two right down the middle, exposing me. He covers my left nipple with his mouth, sucking hard while teasing my right with his fingers. He lets out a groan and asks if I am okay as he releases the left to get acquainted with the right. All I can do is swallow and nod, keep my balance with my hands, and ignore what’s going on in my underwear. Caleb returns his lips to mine.

‘Aari, you taste so good…’

I can’t respond, I am too busy trying to breathe. I open my eyes and they meet his and everything stops. Breathe, Aari, breathe.

‘Look at me, Aari. I want you to remember this. I want you to remember me. When you think about this later, I want you to see me, my face, my mouth, doing this to you.’

Looking straight into my eyes, he traces both his thumbs up each of my inner thighs, making them meet right between my legs. Keeping one thumb gently rubbing on me, he brings the other up to his mouth. He closes his eyes and lets out a deep moan.

‘You’re fucking delicious, Aari,’ he shares with his eyes still closed.

Before I can respond, Caleb slides my underwear off and tips my hips so far forward that I end up lying backwards on the kitchen island, supporting my upper body with my elbows. He moves my legs apart and over each shoulder. His mouth traces the same path his fingers wandered to earlier, and his tongue is now exploring where they met. His tongue dips into me and circles my centre slowly with his mouth between kisses. He eventually settles where he wants, and I surrender. The sensation and the thought of him down there with his mouth on me makes me shudder.

‘I’m going to make you come, Aari. You’re close, I can feel it. Just go with it, okay? Let yourself go.’

He is right. The feeling of him against me is too much. First my mouth goes dry, I find it even more difficult to regulate my breathing, and there is a tightening in my stomach. The feeling rips through me so hard that my elbows give way and my back slams against the countertop. I let out a throaty, unfamiliar moan as Caleb’s mouth stays busy between my legs. His groans alone are enough to bring me to the edge again. Just when I think it is over, he moves his mouth and a new wave of pleasure hits me. Eventually, when my legs begin to tremble uncontrollably, I feel him stop and rub his hand over my thighs to soothe them. He then removes my legs from his shoulders, stands up and holds my hands to help me sit up.

‘How are you feeling?’ he asks, smiling victoriously.

‘Shaky. I think I’ve just had an orgasm?’ I laugh, feeling embarrassed and drained.

‘I think you may have had more than one.’ He smirks.

‘I’m not sure I’ll ever look at your mouth the same way again,’ I say, smiling and pulling him in for another kiss. Having his tongue in my mouth feels carnal, and the surprise of tasting myself on him is strange.

‘I got a bit carried away, you were so…’

He closes his eyes, puts his mouth on mine, parts my legs again and slides one of his fingers into me effortlessly. He moves carefully, confidently and possessively. Like he owns me. I feel myself start on the wave again, so I hold his hand gently to stop. I’m not sure I can take any more. He opens his eyes and smiles at me.

‘Shower? We’ve made a bit of a mess.’

He chuckles gently, and I want to kiss him again.

‘Yes please, but we aren’t done yet. We need to take care of you as well.’ I have no idea who this person is, talking to Caleb, but I like her. She is confident and unashamed.

‘Aari, we don’t need to,’ he says, looking worried.

‘I think we do.’ I look right at him.Yes. We are doing this, Caleb, while I still have my nerve.

‘Let’s get in my shower; it’s much bigger than yours.’

He isn’t asking. He lifts my semi-naked body, half-draped in my ripped vest and dressing gown, up from the kitchen island and over his shoulder. He carries me into his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind us with his foot.

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