Page 51 of Caleb's Salvation
He nibbled on my ear then he bent down and took my nipple between his teeth. God, I loved that. The edge of his teeth biting just hard enough to make me feel it between my legs. When he was done with that breast, he made his way to the other then farther down until his face was between my legs again.
I looked down at him then, his face planted between my thighs. I moved my leg this time putting it over his shoulder, giving him more space and room to ravish me.
Was that a growl? I heard it before he was fucking me with this tongue. Then sucking on that button right at the top of my pussy until I was pushed over the edge into bliss.
“Yes. So good. Caleb, I need you again. Inside me.”
I was trying to tug on his shoulders, pulling him toward me. He crawled back up my body and kissed me, and I thought, that was me on his tongue. I was tasting me, and it was sexy and forbidden and I loved it.
Only then he rolled off the bed, his holding his dick in his hand as if trying to gain control over it.
“No more condoms, babe. This morning was for you.”
I didn’t like that. I didn’t like seeing him standing there in pain when I felt so good.
I got on my knees and I could see him squint to take in my body in the morning dark. Then the thought occurred to me that I wanted him to see me naked. It made me feel like a sex queen knowing a man like him desired me.
“I can use my hand, make you feel good, too,” I said, reaching for him.
“Nope. Because it won’t be as satisfying as fucking you and I’m taking that memory with me today.”
He backed away and went looking for his clothes. A few seconds later he was dressed. His boots on. I hadn’t moved from where I was kneeling on the bed.
Memory. Was that what I was now?
“Shelby dropping the kid off?” he asked as he approached the bed.
“Sam. His name’s Sam,” I insisted.
He didn’t say anything, but he nodded.
I sighed. Impenetrable walls. What was I even thinking when I decided I might try to climb them? “Eli is. On his way to camp.”
Caleb nodded and ran a hand over his face. He looked grim. Like whatever he was going to tell me wasn’t something I wanted to hear.
“You should get dressed.”
I shrugged. “I was naked to you all night. You can say what you need to say to me like this.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Vivienne.”
“Of course you don’t. Just say it, Caleb.”
“I want you to understand what this is between us. I like you and I want to keep—”
“Fucking me,” I said bluntly and watched him wince. “Don’t be shy. You taught me to say the word.”
“I need you to know that it can’t be anything more than that. I think you understand why, but I need to be crystal clear. For my own conscience. You get me?”
I nodded. Just a little bit of me. That’s what he wanted.
“Thank you for telling me,” I said. “I wish Dave had, too. Let me know up front what he wanted me for. Then I wouldn’t have spun my head around fantasies about getting married and leaving town.”
Caleb’s face got really angry then. “Don’t you compare me to that asshole.”
“Why not? He wanted me for sex, you want me for sex. He made me hide what we were doing, and you made me hide what we were doing. He didn’t acknowledge he had a child and you won’t acknowledge my son has a name. I don’t plan to get pregnant again, but other than that, I can’t see much difference. Of course the sex is better with you. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“Vivienne, do not fuck with me,” he growled at me.
