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‘Allyour clothes.’
He nods at my underwear. I step out of them, feeling a little more self-conscious.
‘You’re so fucking perfect. Want to try an old favourite?’ He inhales, as if to regain some control.
I nod slowly.
‘Kneel on the bed, grab the headboard and separate your knees.’
I celebrate inside. I know what is coming. We did this that first weekend and it was sensational. I assume the position, eagerly waiting for Caleb’s touch.
He makes me wait for what seems like for ever before his head appears between my knees, then guides my hips down to him and places me on his mouth. It doesn’t take long for me to start to oscillate and pant, as my hips take over. I feel a bead of sweat make its way between my breasts and down my belly as I start building to an explosion. Caleb abruptly lifts my hip from his mouth and disappears.
‘Put your hands on the bed,’ he asks gruffly.
I comply as my build starts to ebb.
‘Are you okay?’ he asks, holding my hips from behind.
‘Yes,’ I whisper. With that, Caleb sinks into me from behind.
‘Does this feel good?’ he whispers, pausing.
‘Yes.’ I can barely get a breath out.
He starts off slowly, but his pace quickly builds, taking me with him. There is just no denying that Caleb and I have an uncanny ability to move in sync. It doesn’t take long for me to tremble with him inside me. It grips me hard and fast, getting more intense with every stroke. As I ride my wave, I lift my body, knowing from experience that he enjoys the extra constriction it brings. Caleb moves even quicker and harder, almost out of control, pulling me towards him, increasingly tighter, before he releases a loud groan between clenched teeth. I love that sound. It makes me feel everything. Caleb collapses on his back and I snuggle up to him.
‘I could do that with you all day, every day,’ he sighs, smiling at me. Just then, the smoke alarm goes off.
‘Pie!’ I exclaim and we both rush out of the bedroom. Caleb grabs me and stops me from entering the living room.
‘Wait here,’ he commands.
The kitchen is full of smoke, slowly making its way across the ceiling to the living room. I rush to the windows to open them completely, letting the freezing winter air rush into the flat while Caleb takes the battery out of the smoke alarm. I dash to the oven Caleb turned off and gently open the door to let the rest of the smoke out. It takes a little while to get the house under control, by which point we are freezing.
‘Shower?’ Caleb suggests.
I follow him with no complaints. We wash the cold and the smoke off us, helping each other reach the places the other can’t. When we emerge, we are squeaky clean.
‘Can I stay?’ I ask nervously, unsure of the answer. The last time I was in here, I was escorted out.
‘Are you going to be weird in the morning?’ He looks worried.
‘No.’
‘We can’t mention the J-word.’
‘Okay.’
A huge smile breaks across Caleb’s face as he tugs the corner of my towel to unwrap me. ‘Get in.’
I scramble into his bed, wet hair and all.
‘Please don’t move.’
He leaves the room and returns with my toothbrush, a blanket, our open bottle of wine, some cheese, crackers, ham from the fridge and a jug of water.
‘Picnic?’ he asks, laying it all on the table at the side of his bed.
