Page 86 of A Love Like Christmas Time
Finally, he pushes a finger inside me.
“Yes,” I sigh happily and move against his touch, letting go of his cock to dig my fingertips into his shoulders.
“I adore how ready you are for me,” he mumbles, gazing up at me, his chin resting between my breasts. “Love how mine you are.”
He kisses my skin, then stares at my face with an unreadable expression. His fingers are driving me crazy. That’s probably why I don’t see the mischievous glint in his eyes.
As he pushes a second finger inside me, his thumb finds my clit with ease, and his lips press down hard, sucking on my skin as he picks up the pace.
“Caleb,” I moan, threading my fingers through his hair. “A hickey? Seriously?”
“Yes.” He crooks his fingers and suddenly, I see stars. I can’t decide what to focus on — his lips trailing over my breasts, his thumb on my clit or his fingers fucking me closer to my first orgasm of the night.
“If you give me a hickey, I get payback,” I press out, my back arching off the mattress as he hits just the right spot again.
It doesn’t take him long to ruin my sanity, making me writhe under him, moaning his name.
“Wait,” I gasp when a familiar pressure starts to build in my lower body.
“What?” he asks, alarmed, his eyes searching mine. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, no.” Blindly, I pat the mattress, trying to find the condom, and when my fingertips finally touch the foil, I hold it in front of his face.
“I just want to come with you inside me.”
“Oh.” He stops, stunned. Then he breaks into a smile, takes the condom out of my grasp and tears the foil open with his teeth. “Yeah, that can absolutely be arranged.”
“Please,” I whisper. Within seconds he has rolled on the condom and captures my lips in a seething kiss that quiteliterally takes my breath away, as he lines himself up to my entrance.
“Ready?” he mumbles against my lips, his eyes searching mine for an answer.
“Caleb,” I whine. “I’m so fucking ready for you.”
His eyes widen slightly before he leans in. His forehead rests against mine and his breath feathering over my face as he slowly pushes inside me.
My fingertips dig into his back, and I breathe through the pressure, getting used to his cock inside me. Fuck, he feels perfect.
I let out a happy hum when he’s fully inside me.
“Okay?” he asks softly, and I nod.
“You feel so damned good,” I moan, and he pulls back slowly. Too slowly. I’m fucking feral for him. “Caleb. More.”
He thrusts back inside me and picks up a quick rhythm.
“You’re taking me so well,” he mumbles against my neck. I lock my legs around him, moving with him, trying to dominate from below, but he won’t let me. “Love how you can’t get enough of me.” He captures my lips in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss.
It doesn’t take long until my orgasm announces itself like a balloon, building up higher and higher, until it bursts. All of a sudden I’m caught in an explosion of pleasure, shock waves rippling through my body and making my moan his name so loudly I fear Nic can hear it all the way to her house.
Even if she could, I wouldn’t give a fuck. Because Caleb is massaging my clit, making me tremble until all that comes out of my mouth is incoherent mumbling.
And I dig my teeth into his neck, right under his ear, then press my lips against his skin and suck.
“What are you doing?” he asks gruffly, not stopping as he fucks me through my orgasm, chasing his own and while keeping me tethered on the edge for another one.
“Payback,” I press out between two shaky breaths, before pressing my lips to the same spot again.
“I’m going to come, princess,” he groans right next to my ear, and I nod fervently, my next orgasm already announcing itself.
