Chance(24)

Chapter 19


The urgency of his kiss increases as his hand leaps to my chin. He holds my head exactly where he wants it as he pushes my lips apart with his tongue. I moan into the kiss. The sound only spurs him on more and he bites my bottom lip softly.

I reach up to grab his shoulders. One of my hands slides to the back of his neck and with that a low growl pours from within him and into me.

I whimper from everything I feel. I can't control it. I may not have admitted it to myself or anyone else, but I've wanted this since I knew what kissing was. I've dreamt of what his lips and breath would taste like. I've compared every man I've ever been with to Caleb even though I've never touched him in an intimate way.

He pushes his body into mine and I instantly feel his erection beneath his pants. He's as aroused as I am. I want this. I'm wet just from the taste of his kiss.

His hand drops to my leg and without thinking I arch my hips off the bed.

"Rowan," he whispers against my lips. "Yes."

I pull him back into the kiss. My tongue sliding against his in a sensual invitation to give me everything his body has to offer. He pulls back abruptly. It's so fast that I actually moan into the silent air.

His hand finds the bottom of the sweatshirt and he pushes it up and over my head. I struggle to rid myself of it but once I do I toss it next to us on the bed. All I'm wearing is the thin, white tank top I had put on when he woke me earlier.

I watch silently as his eyes travel over the front of the shirt. My nipples are hard, swollen and straining against the flimsy material. His hands fall to my waist as his eyes meet mine. I see the same hunger within them that I feel.

"You're so beautiful." His right hand slides over my body towards my breast. "I can't believe how beautiful you are."

I push my face into the pillow wanting to absorb everything I'm hearing and feeling. I gasp loudly when I feel his teeth gently tug at my nipple through the shirt. My hand leaps to the back of his head, wanting to feel more. I'm desperate to steal every possible sensation I came from this.

In one swift and gentle movement, his hand is sliding down my body and beneath the waistband of my pants. I can't control the whimper that escapes me when he edges his fingers under the lace of my panties and I moan loudly when his fingers run through my soft, moist folds until they settle on my clit.

"You're so wet." He pushes my legs apart with one of his. "I knew you'd feel so good."

I try to control my desperate need to come beneath his touch but it's futile. He's circling my clit with expert strokes, applying just enough pressure to bring me closer to the edge.

"I've thought about what your body looks like, Bell." He breathes the words into the air between us. "I've thought about the sounds you make when you come."

The words only make me more desirous. I cover my face with my hand, suddenly feeling incredibly exposed.

"No." He shakes his head. "Let me see. Let me watch."

I drop my hand slowly to my chest as I allow the pleasure to run through my body. I push my wetness into his hand, wanting to feel even more.

"You're getting close." He lowers his mouth to my nipple and sucks it through the thin material. "I've wanted this for so long."

I close my eyes as I feel the heat racing through me. I bite my bottom lip to quiet the raging need I have to scream his name and just when he pulls back to look at me, I lock eyes with him as I fall over the edge into an intense orgasm.

"That's it," his voice is a low growl. "Come for me, Row. Come for me."

I whimper as I try to move away from his hand but he doesn't stop. He only presses harder, stimulating me more as he slides a finger into my channel and pushes me towards another release.

"Caleb," I say his name without realizing it. "Caleb."

"I've never seen anything as beautiful as you." His lips are on mine again. His kiss hot and wanting. His tongue is lush and soft as it glides into my mouth.

I cry out as an intense orgasm bears down on me just as I hear the sharp shrill ring of a smartphone bite through the air.





Chapter 20


Ten minutes later, I'm standing in the shower, the hot water beating a path over my tender flesh. I still feel as though my core is on fire. I've come with men before but it's never been that intense. I know that logically it's not just the sensations that my body was feeling. It has much more to do with the tangled emotions that I feel for Caleb. I've had fantasies for years about the touch of his skin and the taste of him and now that I've felt the skill in his hands and breathed in the heady scent of him, I want him even more.

He'd ignored the phone the first time it rang. After I came, he'd kissed me tenderly while I fumbled with the belt of his pants. I'd wanted to slide down the bed and take him in my mouth. I wanted to give him pleasure in the way I've always imagined I would. In my wildest and most arousing dreams, Caleb is standing against a wall, while I'm on my knees, and his hands are on my head. His cock is sliding in and out of my mouth and his breath is labored and heavy as he comes hard and gives me a taste of everything that he is.

I'd nodded in patient agreement when he told me that he had to take the call and I'd finally rolled off the bed and slid into the bathroom when he stood up, turned his back to me and walked to the window to talk about an order of shirts that hadn't been shipped.