Page 60 of Steamy Dreamy Hearts

Caleb gave me a sultry look that made my breath hitch. He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed my ass.

“Take me to bed, Sean.”

“But…our date?—”

“I don’t care.” Caleb looked at me with a needy gaze.

“Hell, neither do I,” I growled. “We can do takeout…later.”

“Yes,” Caleb whined. He rubbed his body against me. A bolt of pure heat went through me, and I scooped him into my arms again and took him to his bed.

Who needed crowded, expensive restaurants or the movies, or any of the other things I’d planned?

The date was perfect. I wanted it to be us, just us, anyhow.

Caleb had given me a second chance. He had brought me to life. I only wanted to fucking worship him.

His eyes met mine as I put him down on the bed. Caleb stripped off his clothes, and I stripped off mine, glad to see his insecurities about his scars gone.

“Come closer.” He grinned, stretching out his naked body.

Lying down with him, stroking his shoulders to his waist, I couldn’t stop smiling at Caleb. I had the biggest, most foolish grin on my face.

I eased my body on top of his. Caleb pressed us closer, whispering, “Yes.”

I held back a whimper. I needed him so much. His gaze locked on mine. I read the same need there in his brown eyes.

There were no more words.

We kissed for the longest time, and by the time I parted his thighs and slid between them, all I could think was how we were made for each other.

His knees were on either side of me as I surged forward, the lube and condom making it smooth and easy.

“Sean…feels so good.”

I pushed harder, finding the deep part of him that lit Caleb up like an inferno. I grunted, sweat at my back, hammering the right angle, while Caleb jerked at his cock.

I leaned over him, needing one more open-mouthed kiss.

We rocked together as my hand reached for his.

“God, I love you.” I hadn’t meant to shout it out like that as I came inside of him, but I couldn’t hold it back one minute longer. With Dan, we’d been sweet and slow, dating for years, moving logically through the right steps.

With Caleb?

I just exploded with feelings.

“I fucking love you,” I repeated, and it felt so good to say it. To not care about what was right or wrong for once, to own what was in the very essence of my soul.

“Sean!” Caleb’s eyes found mine. I thrust into him, climaxing with a grunt, and Caleb followed me.

When we caught our breath, Caleb sat up. He rested a hand at my heart, pressing there as if to test it.

“People say all kinds of things in the moment…” He began and then stopped, swallowing hard.

“That’s true.” I cupped his face between my hands. “But I meant it. In a moment of passion or in the light of day…” I drew a shaky breath. “I am totally, completely in love with you.”

Caleb stared at me, his lips parted, and it felt like an eternity as I waited, my heart under his palm beating frantically, raw and exposed.

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