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I’m not fully awake—just conscious enough to know that it’s Caleb beside me and there is something about his body that I really like.
He’s pressed up against me. He wasn’t before. One or both of us must have rolled in our sleep. I rub myself against him and he groans, low and hoarse.
Washed with pleasure at the thick sound, I rub against him some more.
“Louisa.” His voice isn’t normal. It’s groggy, like he’s barely awake the way I am, like he isn’t fully conscious any more than me.
I’m glad. It puts him on my level—acting on pure instinct rather than self-will and reasoned control.
Moving my hands, I start to stroke his shoulders, arms, back.
He moans again and slides his hands down to my bottom. “Yes,” he says in almost a hiss. “Baby, touch me.”
I like being called baby. I’ve been called that before—plenty of times—although more often it got shortened to “babe,” which I’ve always hated. But the way Caleb says it sounds different. Intimate. Emotional.
It feels like we’re more than bodies moving together.
Since he told me to touch him, I do. I slide my hands to his chest, rubbing them along the firm, rough breadth of him and then down to his flat abs. Then even lower.
He’s wearing a pair of old sweats, and his erection is very obvious beneath the loose fabric. I feel him over his pants, and he groans again.
My body is throbbing now, and my breathing has quickened. The fabric is an annoying obstacle, so I slip my hands underneath his waistband. The pulsing between my legs intensifies as I find the warm, hard flesh of his erection. He’s big in my hands, and I explore with a brazen entitlement I’ve never experienced before.
Like he’s mine to touch like this.
“Oh fuck,” he gasps, his whole body jerking as I stroke him. “Just like that. Oh fuck, Louisa.”
He starts to rock his hips into my hands, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever known.
I tighten my fingers around him, and he makes a choking sound.
Then he suddenly rolls me over on my back and moves on top of me. “Louisa. Baby.” He finds my mouth in the dark and kisses me, and I open for him immediately, letting his tongue delve and explore. I still have his erection in my hands, and I keep stroking him as we kiss.
I’ve known Caleb for a long time, but I’ve never known him like this before. All his boundaries and defenses are down. He isn’t stoic, isn’t controlled, isn’t forever holding back.
Part of my mind knows it’s because he’s barely woken up, and that glimmer of knowledge prompts me to ask when he finally breaks the kiss, “You’re awake?”
“Yes.” He’s kissing a line down my neck and dragging my camisole off over my head at the same time.
“And you want this?”
“Fuck, do I want this.” He’s bared my breasts now, and he takes one of my nipples between his teeth, giving it a gentle tug.
I arch up off the bed with a breathless cry.
Then he does it again. “I’ve always wanted this.”
I dig my fingers into the back of his neck and hold on. “You’re not going to push me away this time?”
“No. Never. I’m going to take you just like this. I’m going to make you mine. At last.” The words are soft and hoarse, and he keeps teasing my breasts as he speaks.
I almost come right then and there, simply from the pure hotness of it.
He pulls down my pajama pants and panties, and I kick them off over my feet. Then I’m completely naked, and one of his hands is between my legs.
He kisses me again as he explores, and I whimper into his mouth as his fingers grow bolder. I’m already wet and so aroused that I can’t lie still. I’m trying to ride his hand when he penetrates me with two fingers.
“Shit, you’re already ready for me.” He breaks the kiss and ducks his head, panting against my neck. “Shit, baby, I can’t wait much longer. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
