Page 81 of Bittersweet Legacy

“I know.”

He let go of my hips and let his hands trail down to the hem of my dress, running his thumbs back and forth over it where it connected with my thighs. “There’ll be no turning back.”

“I know.”

He slid his hands under my dress and pulled it up slowly, discarding it on the floor.

I was standing in front of him in black lace and silk underwear and sky-high stilettos, but I didn’t feel self-conscious. Caleb’s breathing became more erratic, as he slowly licked his lips drinking me in, taking in every detail of my semi-naked vulnerability. His body language made it loud and clear that he found me desirable.

He pulled me closer again and ran his hands from the dip in my lower back to my feet. He lifted my right foot, removing my shoe delicately before kissing the top of my foot. He repeated the same ministration with my left foot.

His lips left a trail of fire in their wake, traveling up my legs and taking root in my lower belly. My heart was beating so hard in my chest, it felt like it would escape my body any minute.

“You are perfect,” he whispered breathlessly and it was clear despite his stoic face that he was just as affected as I was.

He trailed his nose over the bare skin of my stomach, inhaling my scent deeply, making me shiver.

He gave my burning skin a quick lick and my knees buckled.

“Coconut and -” he gave another, longer lick.

I tilted my head back and closed my eyes.Lord have mercy.If he continued like that, I was going to come standing there with just some small touches and tongue plays.

“Papaya. I like it,” he licked again. “Very much.”

I sighed, resting my hands on his shoulders. “You’re killing me.”

He chuckled darkly. “We wouldn’t want that now, would we?”

He stood up and swept me off my feet, carrying me bridal-style to his bed.

I squealed as he pulled on my legs until my butt rested on the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?” I asked as he kneeled on the floor.

“Revering you, Esmeralda.” He hooked his forefingers into the side of my panties and pulled them down and off.

I held my breath and he smiled a wicked smile. He raised my left leg and kissed the inside of my ankle, letting his lips trail up my calf leaving fire in his wake. He kissed the inside of my knee, making me shiver, I felt his lips move up my inner thigh just before reaching the most intimate part of me.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed as he pulled back, resting my leg on his shoulder and turning toward the other leg, giving it exactly the same attention.

Except this time he didn’t stop and he hovered over my sex. “Tell me Esmeralda, has anyone ever kissed you here?” he purred so close I could feel his hot breath on me. There was no way he could not see or smell my arousal from where he was standing.

I chewed on my bottom lip and shook my head before falling back on the bed.

The first lap at my seam made me gasp. I closed my eyes, grasping the sheets on my side.

“Oh God!” I breathed.

“You can call me Caleb too,” he teased before starting to explore me more thoroughly, alternating sucking on my bundle of nerves and slipping his tongue into me in a shallow rhythm.

This was the most earth-shattering sensation I’d ever felt, my whole body was quivering. My legs tightening around Caleb’s head as I mewled shamelessly, not caring how needy I sounded.

My orgasm was building relentlessly inside me, as the tiny electric pulses shot out to every nerve ending in my body. “Caleb!” I shouted as I was blinded by the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced, as wave after wave overwhelmed me.

I was boneless and when Caleb removed my legs from his shoulders, they fell on the floor.

He made his way up my body alternating between kissing and nibbling until he reached my lip, giving me a bruising, possessive kiss. This was the quintessence of him, the possessiveness, the domination, the alpha attitude – it was all there, in one kiss.

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