Page 83 of Well That Happened

I smile, flushed and buzzing. “I am great.”

He kisses me again—slow and deep.

Then he reaches for the nightstand drawer.

He tears open the condom, gaze locked on mine like he’s making sure I see all of him now.

“You okay?” he asks, even as he rolls it on, hand flexing around himself.

I nod, breathless. “Yeah. You?”

He gives me a look. “Rilee.”

I’m still catching my breath when he positions himself between my legs. His skin is hot against mine, his hands sure now—not soft, not shy.

I feel the shift in him.

The sweetness is still there, but it’s layered now—under something rougher. Hungrier.

And then he’s kissing me again—messier this time. Deeper. One hand braced beside my head, the other sliding under my thigh as he lifts my knee.

I gasp when he presses against me, slow and deliberate.

His voice is low, filthy now. “You want this?”

“Yes,” I whisper, nails digging lightly into his back. “Please.”

“You’re so wet for me,” he groans, rocking forward just enough to make me whimper. “So fucking perfect.”

And then—he pushes in.

My breath catches. His body tenses. And the sound he makes is pure, wrecked pleasure.

“Fuck,” he mutters, dropping his forehead to mine. “You feel incredible.”

I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer.

“More,” I whimper.

His eyes darken.

And then he moves.

It’s everything I never even knew sex could be. Hot. Desperate. Tender.

Caleb moves inside me with slow, deep strokes—each one grounding, deliberate, like he’s trying to memorize the way our bodies fit together.

His breath is hot against my neck, his hand firm around my thigh, pulling me closer like he can’t get deep enough.

I can feel the restraint in him—the tension in his shoulders, the tremble in his arms—as if he’s holding back everything he wants to give me.

“You feel so good,” he whispers, voice ragged. “Like you were made for me.”

I tighten around him, and he groans, low and helpless.

Every roll of his hips sends sparks down my spine. Every word out of his mouth makes me want more.

He reaches between us and begins rubbing my clit again each time he thrusts.

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