Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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With Caleb’s tongue inside my mouth, the world feels right. My heart is content, and the wetness between my legs. intensifies as Caleb’s skillful tongue explores my mouth.
How is he so good at this?
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A moan that would leave me embarrassed for centuries threatens to escape my throat, but I swallow it back, remembering my mom is just down the hall.
But Caleb seems determined to make me scream.
His large, manly hands grip my hips, pressing me back against the dresser as his body molds to mine. I can feel every hard inch of him. His member presses against me, and it makes me dizzy with want. My own hands fist in his shirt, keeping him close
I never want our kiss to end….
Sadly, he breaks our perfect kiss with such suddenness I’m left empty after his lips are no longer pressed against mine. It makes me look up at him with insecure eyes that makes him chuckle.
“Don’t look at me like that,” he murmurs as he trails his lips along my jaw and down my neck. “I still want you, Leah. You taste divine, and you’re beautiful to boot, he murmurs against my skin between open–mouthed kisses. “I could devour you for hours.”
His words send a shiver down my spine straight to my core. I til my head, giving him better access as he sucks and nips at my goosebump–covered neck. “Caleb, I—”
“Leah?” My mom shouts. “Do you have a boy in there?”
My eyes widen in pure panic when I hear my mom heading towards my room. Caleb, however, looks massively amused. There’s a smirk on his lips, and I growl before pushing him towards my bed. “You need to hide!”
He raises an eyebrow at me. “Leah, I’m thirty–seven. I’m not going to-”
“Oh, yes, you will!” I interrupt as I crash into Caleb’s chest with my shoulder.
He chuckles in response. “Are you seriously forcing me to hide in your bed?”
“Yes!”
Another chuckle leaves his mouth before he finally relents and climbs into my bed. It’s when he pulls the sheets to hire his suit that my mom knocks on my door.
“Leah?” there’s no denying the curious tone of her voice–bitch thinks I’m having sex in here!
“Yeah?”
“Are you..with someone?”
“Lumm..” Caleb chooses that moment to give me a cheeky smile and I shoot him a glare before giving the gods a silent prayer my mom won’t waltz into my room.
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“No! I mean, I’m just…talking to myself.”
She is silent before saying, “I’ve never heard you do that before.
“That’s because… it’s a new thing I’m trying for my new book!”
There’s a long, skeptical pause. “Uh–huh. Well, keep it down in there. And no funny business, young lady!”
“Mom!” I whine, my face flaming with embarrassment since Caleb is able to hear everything.
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“What? I’m just giving you some good advice, but if you don’t want it, then fine…” She mutters, and when I hear her retreat. down the hall, I feel immediate relief.
“That was too close…” I sigh.
Caleb sits up in my bed. “Man, I feel like a teenager again…
I stomp over to the bed, arms crossed over my chest. “This isn’t funny, Caleb! Do you have any idea how much trouble I’d be in if my mom caught us together? You’re my dad’s boss!”
“Relax. Your mom didn’t catch us and even if she did, what’s the worst that could happen? Just let it go and come over here…” He reaches out to pull me onto the bed, but I step back to avoid him since I know he isn’t trying to be sweet; he is doing what players do best: play with the other person’s feelings.
“The worst that could happen is she grounds me for life!”
Caleb chuckles. “She can’t ground you, Leah. You’re eighteen, not sixteen.
“You don’t know my mom… I grumble.
“I know her better than you think but don’t worry. I will wait until we are in Tokyo before asking you out on a date.”
Date!!
Is he high?
“I thought you wanted us to remain a secret?” I ask,
“Did I?” Caleb asks with fake innocence. “I can’t seem to remember…”
Oh, now I know he is making fun of me–the bastard!
Frowning, I busy myself with packing so I don’t have to meet Caleb’s heated gaze as he lounges on my bed like he belongs there. Which he definitely does not, I firmly remind myself.
Irritated by reality, I grab my suitcase from the closet and start tessing clothes into it to distract myself.
“What’s the rush, sweetheart?” Caleb drawls, propping himself up on one elbow to watch me. We’ve got plenty of time before our flight. Unless… you’re eager to get me alone?”
“You’re wrong!” I lie like Pinocchio. “I just want to be prepared like a responsible employee.”
Caleb chuckles as if seeing right through me. “Nice try, but we both knew you aren’t responsible.”
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Irritation flashes through me. It’s becoming awfully clear that Caleb must have been a jock and a bully in college by the way he is behaving.
“That’s rude…” I mutter.”
“But true,” he says. “You’re a klutz.”
I immediately grow defensive and growl. “Am not!”
“You are.”
“You have no proof!”
He grins. “If you weren’t a klutz, you wouldn’t have sent me that erotic book chapter instead of your resume.”
“Oh my god, you’re never going to let me live that down, are you!”
Caleb’s eyes glint with mischief as he sits up on my bed. “Never. That delightful mixup is the whole reason you’re here, Miss Foster. Ill be eternally grateful for your clumsy fingers.”
I chuck a balled–up pair of socks at him, which he easily dodges with a laugh. “You’re the worst.
“And yet you can’t seem to stay away from me,‘ he teases, standing up and stalking towards me with a predatory gleam in his eye. “Admit it, Leah. You like that I don’t treat you like a fragile lile girl.”
Like all of those frightened girls in my erotic stories, I back up until I hit the wall. It makes Caleb smirk. He seems to find my reaction amusing and easily cages me in with his arms.
Fuck, was he always so big?
Caleb feels larger and more imposing today, and it’s turning me on. I’m incredibly wet for him, and it doesn’t make it better that he is so close that I can feel the heat radiating off his body. His cologne is teasing me, too. He smells so nice that it makes me want to bury my face in his neck and just breathe himin.
And I would…if my
mom wasn’t within earshot and if Caleb didnt make me so damn nervous.
“I…I don’t know what I like,” I stammer.
“You like me, and I like you too.”
He likes me? Gosh, now I know he is lying! Caleb doesn’t like me, but goddamn it, those eyes look like they do!
I sigh heavily and whine, “You confuse me.”
“Do I?” He lifts a hand to brush a stray lock of blonde hair from my cheek, his fingers lingering. “I think I make things very clear. I want you, Leah. In my bed. On your knees. Screaming my name as I make you come over and over again until you forget anyone but me exists.”
I whimper
softly at his blunt words, my core clenching with need. He is so close–too close. It’s making it hard to function since my mind is just filled with Caleb, Caleb, Caleb. All I want him, and my nipples harden when his muscular and much bigger body presses me into the wall.
Who gave him the right to be so sexy? I’m drowning as I look at him. Damn it. I want him so badly that it’s almost painful not to reach out and touch him.
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It only gets worse when he tilts his head, “Why do I get the feeling you wouldn’t resist me if I tried taking you here, right. underneath your mom’s nose.”
Fuck, that’s dirty!
“Caleb…” I breathe, unsure why the idea of getting fucked by Caleb right here, right now, is turning me on beyond relief- what’s the matter with me?
“Yes, Leah?”
“I…I want you.
His eyes darken at my words, and his gaze drops to my parted lips before he groans. “Fuck me, you’re actually fucking adorable, Leah
Adorable!
Before I can question what he said, he steps closer and leans down so I can feel his breath on my face.
“I can’t get over how responsive you are to me,” he murmurs as he grabs my face and smirks down at me. Those eyes of his seem to know just how horny I am, yet that only brings out my defiance.
“I.. I’m not responsive to you,” I don’t believe my own words.
Caleb doesn’t either.
“Oh?” he chuckles. “Is that why you’re barely able to stand up on your legs with me so close?”
My eyes narrow, and he chuckles again.
“Don’t glare at me, Leah. I’m not insulting you. I actually like that you’re totally into me. It’s making me feel incredibly powerful since you would probably let me do whatever I wanted with you.”
My eyes widen, and I open my mouth to lie and say he is wrong, but he places his hand on my lips.
“Schh, his amused eyes hold mine. “Don’t you dare lie and say in wrong because, believe me, I’m not. You want me, and guess what? The feeling is mutual. I want to taste you again. Want to make you fall apart with my mouth and hands until you forget your own name.”
Even though his cockiness is beyond annoying, I’m already throbbing from his words, my body screaming for his touch. I rise up on my tiptoes, desperate to close the scant distance between us and seal my mouth over his. But Caleb has other ideas.
Just before our lips meet, he pulls back with a wicked grin. “But think I will make you wait. After all, anticipation is half the
fun.”
I bite back a frustrated groan. He’s toying with me, the bastard. Working me into a frenzy and then denying me what I crave
-him.
“You’re evil,” I hiss under my breath.
Caleb chuckles darkly. “You think I’m evil now?” He snorts. “I’m just getting started, sweetheart. By the time this trip is over, you will be ruined for every other man.”
With those arrogant words hanging in the charged air between Caleb steps back, releasing me from the sensual spell he
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so effortlessly cast. I sag against the wall, my knees like jelly, as he strolls casually over to my open suitcase and peers inside.
“Not a very efficient packer, are you?” he remarks, picking up a lacy red thong between two fingers and dangling it with a raised brow.
I lunge for the provocative scrap of fabric, my face heating. “Give me that!”
But Caleb holds it out of reach, smirking as I press against his firm chest, straining for my scandalous panties. “I think I’ll keep these. As a souvenir of my time in Leah Foster’s childhood bedroom.”
“You will not!” I make another swipe for them, but he captures my wrist easily, pulling me flush against him. I freeze, suddenly extremely aware of every place our bodies touch.
“Careful, Miss Foster,” he warns silkily, his breath hot on my ear. Keep wiggling against me like that, and I might decide to expedite my plans to have you writhing under me.”
A whimper escapes me at the erotic threat, desire pulsing between my thighs. Caleb’s lips quirk up in knowing amusement. It infuriates me because it’s obvious that he knows that I want him, and for a suspended moment, I’m sure he’s going to kiss me, but just as Caleb’s lips are about to claim mine in a searing kiss, a knock sounds at the door, making us spring apart guiltily.
“Leah? Are you sure everything is alright in there?” My mom’s suspicious voice filters through the door.
I shoot Caleb a panicked look, and he just grins, totally unfazed. Damn him and his unflappable calm.
“Everything’s fine, Mom!” I call out, my voice slightly too high and strained. “Just…packing!”
“Okay, well, hurry it up. Don’t want to miss your flight.” She walks away, and I exhale in relief.
“That was a close call,” I mutter, turning to glare at Caleb. “This is all your fault, you know. If you hadn’t shown up here…”
“You would be having a lot less fun packing.” he finishes with a roguish wink. “Admit it, Leah. The thrill of potentially getting caught turns you on.”
I flush, knowing he’s right but not wanting to give him the satisfaction of admitting it. “You’re delusional. I just want to get packed and get out of here before my mom catches on that I’m not alone.”
“Whatever you need to tell yourself,” he shrugs, that infuriating smirk still dancing on his criminally handsome face. “But I know the truth: there’s a bad girl inside of you begging to be set free. And I fully intend to help set her free–that’s a promise.”
