Page 79 of Never Will I Ever

Want.

You.

Kaleb turns his head and presses a kiss to the top of my head. “What do you want, Aves?”

His voice is soft and gentle, floating over me like a summer breeze, and I ache for it to be whispered against my skin instead. For his breath to send shivers down my spine. For his touch to bring me to the brink of ecstasy and then shove me over the edge.

I want you.

Knowing how to say it better with my body, I turn into him more and press a kiss against his neck. I don’t stop there, though, and I trace my lips up the column of his throat before nipping at the space below his ear. A shiver has his body vibrating beneath mine, and his fingers tighten on my waist.

“Jesus,” he hisses, the words coming out all breathy.

Already feeling more confident, I grin against his skin before rocking my hips into him. My cock is already hard as granite, and when my hand strays toward his groin, I find his has also joined the action. I rub the heel of my palm over his length, stroking him over his sweats until he’s arching for more friction.

“Kaleb.”

His name leaves my lips in a whisper, but what comes next is nothing short of a plea.

“I want you.”

He moans softly before rolling me to my back and sealing his lips to mine in a searing kiss; one we only break to strip each other down to nothing before coming back together again. His bare skin over mine sets me on fire, and it quickly becomes a raging inferno when he wraps his hand around me. The heat of his palm on my shaft has me arching into his touch instantly, both need and anticipation building inside me.

Kaleb strokes me a few times—long, slow pulls over my cock that are surely meant to torment me to no end—while I helplessly allow him to explore my mouth.

And that’s what I am.

Helpless, and at the mercy of his every touch.

“You want me, hmm?” he whispers against my lips before taking the bottom one between his teeth.

Fuck, yes,my brain immediately screams. My mouth, on the other hand, can’t seem to form the words, let alone speak them. So all I do is nod, my nose brushing his with the movement.

“How do you want me? Hand wrapped around you, stroking until you come? Or would you rather it be around both of us?” Lust and seduction drip from his words as his mouth moves from my lips to my jaw. He kisses and nips against my skin until he reaches my ear, his hot breath sending shivers rushing down my spine like an electric current as he continues, “Or maybe youwant my mouth instead, licking and sucking until you spill down my throat.”

Jesus Christ.

If there’s one thing I can admit, it’s that this version of Kaleb is my favorite. The confident aggressor in bed paired with the cool, reserved demeanor he normally carries is a juxtaposition equally intriguing as it is intoxicating. And I’ll be damned if the vivid pictures this side of him paints in my brain aren’t every kind of alluring.

I just don’t know which one to choose. Or if I’d rather paint one of my own.

“What do you want, baby?” he asks again, voice raspy and demanding.

His palm gathers the pre-cum leaking from my tip and spreads it down my shaft in a way that feels so fucking good, I can’t be responsible for the words that leave my lips next.

“I want you to fuck me.”

Kaleb pauses, pulling back to look me in the eye. “What’d you just say?”

I didn’t entirely mean to say it aloud—at least, not yet—but now that it’s out in the open, the idea feels even more right than it did in my head.

This…us…feels…

Abhorrent!

Slamming the gate on Shame’s voice, I replace it with my own.

Right.

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