Page 61 of Steamy Dreamy Hearts

But hopeful.

“You love me?” Caleb repeated.

“I know it’s way too soon. And it’s totally fine if you want time to figure out how you feel about me. But I just—” I fumbled.

“Love me?” he whispered.

I smiled, tracing a finger over his lips. “Yeah, that.”

“God, I love you, too!” Caleb crushed me to him. He kissed my eyelids, my cheeks, jaw, lips. As he kissed me, I ran my hands down his body. Caleb laughed. “We’re both so dense. I’ve loved you for so long. I kept trying not to.” He laughed again, the warm, rich sound like a joyous treasure. I was about to say so when Caleb’s expression sobered.

“Make love with me,” he said. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

“I want that, too. Or…” I slid him a sly glance. “You could be inside of me?”

He inhaled sharply. “It’s been a while…but hell yes.”

Caleb was faster than me to grab the lube and condoms. His gaze stayed on mine the entire time I prepped, using the lube to stretch my hole.

“Fuck, that’s hot. I want in.” Caleb drizzled lube on his palm and rubbed his hands together.

“I’m not a genie’s lamp,” I joked, then groaned as he nipped at the shell of my earlobe, making me shiver.

“But I have so many wishes,” he whispered in a teasing voice. “I can’t wait to have your ass.”

“It’s already yours.” I grabbed him, seizing his mouth in a kiss.

Drawing back, Caleb stroked his dick, getting it firm. I soaked in the sight of his length, thicker than my own. A shudder went through me. I’d missed bottoming, and I meant what I’d said to Caleb. I wanted him to have me.

I flipped to my knees, wiggling my asscheeks at him. “I like it from behind.”

“Bossy,” Caleb said.

I spread my cheeks with my hands, letting him see all of me. “I also like it hard. Can you handle that?” I glanced back to find Caleb’s eyes fixated on my pucker.

Then he looked up. “Yes, sir!” He gave me a cocky grin.

That’s when things turned. I was no longer in charge—Caleb was. And I loved the way he rolled on a condom, positioned himself, and pounded me into that mattress.

“Caleb,” I let out on a ragged groan. I clenched him tighter, pulling him into me. I grabbed at my poor helpless dick, in need of attention. Caleb rutted into me, each thrust powerful and strong. I matched his furious rhythm, jerking my cock. Caleb murmured endearments. I cursed.

Then I begged, “Please.”

He pushed us higher and higher, and with a sharp cry, I orgasmed. Jets of cum shot through me so hard I almost blacked out.

Caleb gave a final thrust or two and followed me. I felt the shake of his body as he rode out his climax.

Ending in a tangled heap, we collapsed onto each other. Panting, Caleb rained kisses over my sweaty back. I groaned as he pulled out of me, already missing his warmth, the feeling of Caleb filling me. Small aftershocks had my legs still shaking.

Caleb rolled to his side, watching me, smiling. Without speaking, I moved and held him close. There was nothing better than this, I thought as I traced a lazy circle on his stomach.

My body ached with fulfillment, my limbs wobbly, my dick spent, my pulse still slowing down.

“You just killed me,” I said, my eyes twinkling. “You killed me with love.”

“Be prepared then to die nightly,” Caleb teased.

I barked out a laugh, hugging him to me. “I love you, Caleb.”

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