He pulls me close and the air around us gets heavy and hot, coating our bodies with desire. I can feel it prickling on my skin, his firm fingers making a trail of heat down my arm, leaving goosebumps springing up in their absence.

“Baby, trust me. Don’t run away from me again,” he grows into my ear, his chest rising and falling against mine. My breasts fall against him as I melt into him.

“I trust you,” I say, taking a leap of faith I’ve never made before. “I’m here.”

Caleb grabs my wrist and leads me down the hallway, past several offices, and pulls me into one at the end of the hall. He shuts the door behind us and pushes me up against it.

His fingers come to my lips, and I part them carefully to bring them into my mouth. He caresses the inside of my bottom lip with the pads of his fingers, and then drags them down and out of my lips, to my chin, down to my collarbone. Pulling one leg up to his thigh, his hand snakes under my leg to my ass, squeezing hard and making me cry out a little yelp.

“Quiet, sweetheart. That’s only for me. If you need to moan, bite your lip. Don’t make a sound.”

I nod quietly in agreement and look up at his eyes. His mouth comes down onto my throat, making a trail of hot, small kisses along the back of my neck to where my hair starts, as his hand comes around to the front of me, stopping at my belly, his fingers dancing slowly inside the waistband of my shorts.

“Ohhh…” a small moan comes from my mouth; I can’t help but part my lips and let my body react to what he’s doing to me.

“That’s alright, baby,” he whispers, unbuttoning my pants and pulling the zipper down slowly. “A little bit of noise is alright. But it’s for me, you understand?”

“Yes,” I gasp as his fingers press against the outside of my panties. I’d never have thought the evening would start like this, with Caleb’s fingers pressed up against my wet panties. I’m wearing the most basic white cotton pair I have. If I’d known, I might have worn something a little bit more festive. The girls he’s with probably have drawers full of La Perla and Agent Provocateur, the really beautiful lace panties and matching bra sets. But he doesn’t seem to mind as he grinds his fingers against my clit through the fabric.

Kissing my neck and making a trail to the top of my breasts, he slowly brings his fingers up to the waist of my panties. I know what he’s going to do next. The feeling of his fingers against me through the fabric was dizzying, but I know I’m going to lose myself when I feel his skin against my soaked pussy, his fingers sliding against my clit, touching me the way he did last night.

I breathe in deeply, bracing myself for the inevitable. The smell of sex is in the air around us, and it’s all I can do to stop myself from yanking down his pants and jumping his bones.

Because I want to. I really, really want his dick inside me. But I’m scared as hell and I don’t know what I’m doing.

“Baby,” he growls as his fingers tease against the top of my panties, his strong hand sliding down my belly, “relax. You’re too tense. Relax.”

I swallow as I realize I haven’t been breathing. And then his slides his hand down farther, and it feels like it’s taking forever, until finally his fingers reach my clit.

“Ohhhh…” I moan again as his lips come down on mine. I moan into his mouth as two of his fingers slide down each side of my clit and then up again, the slippery wetness of my pussy making his fingers glide easily.

“Fuck,” he groans, pulling his lips away from mine. “You’re so fucking wet.” Both of his hands fly to the edge of my t-shirt and I put my arms up instinctively as he pulls it over my head. He pulls my bra down off my breasts and lets them pop out, and slides two fingers over one of my nipples, making it wet with my juices.

Heat flashes inside my clit as he brings my nipple into his mouth, tongue swirling around it slowly. The blood whooshes out of my head and I feel dizzy and lightheaded for a moment, but I don’t want him to stop.

Caleb brings his hand back down to my pussy, now grinding his fingers hard against my clit. I need his fingers inside me. I need them so fucking badly, to feel him inside my pussy. Even more than that, I need his cock. Without considering it first, I push my hand down to his crotch and feel his dick through his shorts.

It’s massive and heavy in my hand, and oh, so thick. I start at the base and work my fingers along the shaft, and it feels like I’ll never reach the end of it.

“What’s that, baby?” He pulls his lips away from my nipple and grins mischievously, looking down at what my hand is doing to him. “You found something you like, didn’t you?”

“I…” Gasping, unsure of what to say, I pull my hand away and bring my hands up to his sexy, stubbly chin, leaning up to kiss him.

His fingers slowly start to bend past my clit, and slow down to a halt at the entrance to my pussy.

Caleb slowly inches his fingers past my opening, and I shudder and brace myself between him and the door behind me. With his thumb on my clit and his middle and index fingers stroking the inside of my pussy, I feel the aching inside my clit grow, heat spreading and growing through my belly.

“Baby, you’re so damn sexy,” he growls into my ear, nuzzling against me. I breathe him in, totally enraptured by the moment, my breath coming in quicker gasps like I’m struggling to find air.

“You’re so sweet, baby,” he says, slipping a hand around my throat. I’m surprised by this, and I feel my eyes go wide as my pussy gets wetter, his fingers sliding in and out of my tight channel. I can’t help myself as I breathe faster, his hand moving against me, his thumb grinding out a rhythm against my clit.

I close my eyes tight, my body rocking against Caleb. It’s happening again; I can feel the heat inside me spill over as I come.

“Ahhh...yes…” I moan as he places his mouth over mine, his teeth scraping against my bottom lip, making me pant and squirm in his arms as I ride his hand. “Yes!”

“Baby, you like when I make you come, don’t you? Don’t you like it?” His hand slides up my throat to my chin and his thumb brushes lightly over my bottom lip. God, I can’t believe this. I open my eyes and nod as the corners of my eyes prickle with tears, my body on fire with cresting lust.

“Say you like it. Tell me how much you like it,” he growls, looking down at me. He’s never looked sexier, not last night in his suit, not before when I saw him in the hallway. With me, alone, I’ve never seen a sexier, more masculine and more delicious than before.

“I like it, Caleb,” I gasp. He pulls his fingers out of my panties and brings them to my lips, and I’m still coming when he slides his fingers into my mouth, making me taste my own juices. My pussy clenches up as I suck my fresh, sweet desire from his fingers, my newly touched pussy craving more and more.

“You’re a fiend,” he whispers into my ear as he pulls his fingers out of my mouth. I moan as he takes them away, and my clit jumps as he puts them into his own mouth, hungrily sucking away the last of my desire. He lets out a growl from deep inside his chest and looks down at himself, his dick hard as a rock and erect inside the little shorts he has on. “You always come first, sweetheart, but wait until I give you a taste of what you really want. But not now. Not yet.”

I close my eyes and let my face fall forward onto his chest; he’s panting as hard as I am. I want to drop down to my knees, yank his shorts off and see for myself my very first real-life cock.

But something’s still stopping me.

“Baby, everything okay?” I lift my face up to see him. His smile is big and kind and protective and just for me.

I want to tell him I’m a virgin...that I was untouched by any man before him. But I don’t know if I can do it. Fear is overwhelming me.