CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT - TARA

My body was desperate for Caleb’s touch. The entire drive home, I could barely see straight. My heart was racing in my chest, and my palms were sweaty. Caleb kept his hand on my knee, but it wasn’t enough. My jeans separated his skin from mine, and I wanted them gone. I longed to feel his strong hands rip off my clothes and press himself against me. My fantasies were working on overdrive as we finally made it back to his apartment.

Stumbling through the front door, Caleb’s hands were already on me. He tore off my shirt and my bra, kissing me roughly as each article of clothing fell to the floor. His fingers moved expertly down to my jeans. He unbuttoned them and shoved them down, pulling my panties with them. I was fully naked before we even made to his bedroom. He kissed me so hard that I thought our lips might fuse together. I couldn’t get enough of him. My tongue raked against his with a needy hunger I’d never felt before. No matter how many times we slept together, Caleb could still ignite my body in ways no one ever had.

He pushed me back on the bed. I bounced lightly and smiled up at him. He scrambled out of his own clothes, kicking them into a pile on the floor and crawling on top of me. His naked body pressed down on mine, his lips searching desperately for my neck. I lifted my head, allowing him better access while he tore at my skin with his tongue and teeth. I moaned and tangled my fingers in his hair, holding him closer to me. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and I could already feel myself dripping with desire.

“I want you so fucking badly,” he growled against my skin.

“I’m yours,” I said.

He growled again and moved his lips down to my nipples. They were hard and perky, ready for his attention. He massaged one between two fingers while his teeth teased the other. I writhed beneath him, moaning with pleasure and need.

When he tore his lips from my tits, I whined in protest. He grinned up at me and slid down my body until he was between my legs.

“Oh God,” I moaned as he buried his face in my pussy. His lips were soft and warm, his tongue vicious and unrelenting. “Caleb.”

He licked me hard, grabbing my ass and pulling me forward. I lifted my hips and pressed myself harder against his tongue. My legs were already shaking, and my face was flushed with desire. I grabbed my tits and held on, rolling my nipples between my fingers while Caleb fucked me with his tongue.

My orgasm built slowly at first, and then, it came rushing to the surface like a flood. My body jerked forward, and Caleb held me there, still licking my clit ferociously.

“Caleb,” I moaned again. “Oh fuck!”

He didn’t stop after my orgasm. His tongue darted downward, lapping up the juices that flowed out of me. Before I could catch my breath, his tongue was back on my clit. I cried out and grasped the bedsheets with both hands. My fingers dug in, and my hips jerked upward to meet Caleb’s strokes.

In seconds, I was ready to come again. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my entire body was on fire. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. Caleb had total control over my body, and I loved it.

“Caleb!” I cried out, coming hard and fast. He grinned against my pussy, licking me slower and savoring my taste.

When he finally pulled his face away from me, I grabbed him and yanked him upward. He groaned as I claimed his lips in passionate kiss. I had to have him. I couldn’t wait a single second.

“Roll over,” I demanded.

“Yes, ma’am.” He grinned and flopped onto his back.

I sat up and straddled him, lowering myself on top of his dick and slowly rubbing my sopping wet pussy over his sensitive skin.

“Shit,” he growled. His eyes rolled back as he ran his hands down my sides. He grabbed my hips roughly. I devoured him with my eyes before lifting myself up to slide his rock-hard cock inside me.

“Yes,” I moaned as he filled me. My pussy opened for him, welcoming him and enveloping him in its folds. He grunted and lifted his hips to meet me, shoving himself deeper inside.

I rocked my hips slowly back and forth, leaning back so he got a good view of my tits. He reached up and grabbed them roughly, pinching my nipples and staring at me with lustful eyes. His hands slid down my stomach to my clit. He rubbed me once, making me gasp and lunge forward. My desire for him was stronger than ever.

I fell on top of him, bouncing my ass up and down roughly. Our lips met, and he kissed me harder than ever. Our tongues lashed against each other while our bodies slammed into one another with vigor. I rocked back and forth while he lifted himself up, bringing us both closer and closer to the edge.

When I was seconds away, I pulled away from his lips and sat up. I rode him harder and faster than I thought I could. My body took over control, and I pounded against him, making myself scream out his name and vibrate with need.

“Come for me,” he said, his voice rough. “Come for me again. Let me feel you come.”

“Fuck!” I screamed. “Caleb!”

He rammed his hips upward and rubbed my clit furiously with his thumb. I moaned and cried out with pleasure. My entire body shook uncontrollably while he continued to ram himself inside me. He prolonged my orgasm, making me convulse and whimper.

“Come here,” he growled and flipped me over. He rolled me onto my stomach and slapped my ass, making it shake and bringing yet another moan to my lips.

“Take me,” I said weakly. “Take me.”

“You’re so goddamn perfect,” he whispered, running his fingers down my spine and over my ass. He slapped me again and then lifted my hips. I laid on my stomach, clutching the bedsheets while he slid back inside me.

“Oh shit,” I groaned and immediately felt my body shake with need.

I’d already come three times, and yet, I couldn’t get enough. As Caleb started to thrust inside of me, holding onto my ass, I already felt another orgasm building. I didn’t know how much more I could handle, but I would let him fuck me until I collapsed. His cock felt so perfect inside me. I dripped around him, my juices flowing. His balls slapped against me hard and fast, hitting my clit and making me gasp.

“Oh God!” I screamed. “Caleb! I’m going to come again!”

He slapped my ass, and I cried out, my body vibrating and weak. He took me harder, making me whimper with pleasure. I’d never felt so alive in my entire life. I pushed my ass backward, desperate to feel all of him while I could.

“Fuck, baby,” Caleb said. “You’re so damn wet.”

I moaned and came hard. My body shook, and my mouth fell open. I could barely make a sound. Caleb’s cock throbbed inside of me, and when I came, he shot forward with his own release.

“Shit!” he cried out. “Oh fuck!”

He gripped my hips and pushed himself deep inside me, letting the waves of pleasure wash over him. We both froze in that position, trembling and dripping with each other’s ecstasy. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I could barely breathe.

When Caleb pulled out of me, I collapsed on the bed, panting and shaking. My body was exhausted, and yet, I’d never felt better. I couldn’t believe how amazing that was. Caleb made me come not once, but four times. I’d never been with anyone who could do that. As Caleb fell on the bed beside me, I could hear him breathing hard.

I rolled over to face him. His eyes were closed, and his hand was over his face. He was shaking. I grinned at the sight. I wasn’t the only one weak from our encounter. I pushed myself up and flopped on my side, slowly pulling myself over to where he laid.

His eyes blinked open, and he looked at me. His smile was weak, but when he lifted his arms to embrace me, they were as strong as ever. He pulled me against his chest and held onto me tightly. My lips found every inch of his skin that I could reach. I kissed him while my breathing returned to normal and body finally stopped shaking. I could already feel a soreness creeping up in my legs.

“That was amazing,” I managed to say.

Caleb laughed and kissed my head. He was still panting, his chest rising and falling heavily.

“You’re amazing,” he said. “That was fucking incredible.”

“I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow,” I joked.

Caleb laughed again, and the sound filled me with a happy glow. In that moment, I was so certain of our future. I saw everything. I saw myself beating this cancer and being healthier than ever. I imagined Caleb and I starting a life together. We could stay in town, or we could leave like he always wanted. It wouldn’t matter where we went because we would be together.

My eyes fell closed while Caleb held me. I was too tired to fight the exhaustion any longer, and soon, sleep overwhelmed me. I dreamt of him that night. My dreams were hazy. I couldn’t make out anything specific except for Caleb’s face. I saw his face all night, and when I woke the next morning, his deep green eyes were the first thing I saw.