Page 66 of Even If the Sky is Falling
When we finally catch our breaths, an exhausted laugh falls from his lips. “That was...”
“Fuck.”
He responds with a proper throaty laugh. “Absolutely.”
Hugging me tighter into his body, he presses a kiss on my forehead. “Are you thirsty? Or hungry?”
I gaze up at him. “Only for you.”
Burying my face in his chest is the only way I can think to hide the burn consuming my face. Could I possibly sound more desperate?
I can’t help it though. It’s more than just the mind-blowing sex we just had. There’s something else between us. Comfort, connection, genuine emotion. I want to wrap myself in that feeling as long as possible.
And sex. I want to have more sex with him too.
When I glance up at him, a playful smile tugs at his lips.
“So eager. I love it.”
With his response, I relax the tiniest bit. Seconds later I feel him start to harden against my stomach, and I grin before kissing him.
“How much longer till you can go again?”
The sound of sheets rustling wakes me. When I open my eyes, I’m treated to the sight of bare-naked Caleb walking the few steps from the couch-bed to the refrigerator. I’m quiet as I take in the visual of his beautifully muscled body while he moves, reaching and grabbing items in the fridge. I have to bite my lip so I don’t make any noise. But good god, is he hot. Watching all of those muscles in his back arms and his legs bulge with every move he makes is mesmerizing, but it’s his ass that has me salivating. Despite how intimate we’ve been with each other the past few hours, I haven’t yet gotten an up-close, unobscured view...until now. Just...wow. I wonder if he does a lot of squats in his workout routine—it sure looks like it judging by the ample swell of his rock-hard ass. I’ve never seen a backside as perfect as Caleb’s.
I could get used to this view, to seeing Caleb again so we can have a repeat of the last few hours. Even just chatting and laughing with him would be a blast. Being with him has been the best time I’ve had with a guy in ages...
I catch myself the second that thought materializes in my brain. What am I doing? I shouldn’t be making future plans with this guy. Yeah, he’s amazing, but we hooked up because we were stuck together during a natural disaster, there was chemistry, and we acted on it. I don’t even know if he’d be interested in anything more than this little interlude we’re currently enjoying.
Maybe I could ask him...
I stamp out the thought instantly. Whenever I brought up the “what exactly are we/where is this headed” topic to guys I’ve dated in the past, I was almost always told I was coming on too strong—and that was from guys I’d dated for weeks, sometimes months. Doing that now with a guy I’ve known for less than a day would definitely come off as too much.
The thought sends a tinge of disappointment through me, but I push it aside. I just need to focus on enjoying the moment.
When Caleb twists around and catches me staring, I bite my lip.
He grins, quirking an eyebrow. “Enjoying the show?”
“Very, very much.”
He walks back over, sits on the edge of the bed, and sets the plate down by me. “Thought you might like some breakfast in bed,” he says, while reaching down to give Mango a pat while he snoozes on his cat bed.
My heart flutters at the makeshift platter he’s put together: clementines, strawberries and cherries.
“If I had access to a kitchen, I’d have whipped up something more elaborate,” he says.
I sit up and grab his face to kiss him. “Don’t. This is the sweetest breakfast in bed ever. Thank you.”
I try not to fantasize about him doing this every morning for me. That’s ridiculously clingy given how we’ve known each other for less than a day.
He swipes a strawberry and holds it up to my mouth. I take a bite, then he takes a bite. I notice he’s refilled Mango’s water bowl and set a plate down with a few morsels of meat from the pansit for him too. My chest aches at how sweet it was for him to think of my cat.
I beam up at him. “Amazing in bed and amazingly thoughtful.”
After our first round of sex, it didn’t take long for Caleb to bounce back for round two, then three. I was blown away. He possesses a stamina I’ve never experienced in all my dating and relationship history.
I drain the bottle of water he hands me. “What kind of exercise do you do? You were...”
