Page 73 of Shake the Habit

“Do the knee thing,” I said. I was already out of breath.

“This?” He tilted his thigh, his quad hard and strong from the years of running, in between mine. That pressure was amazing.

“Yes, that.” I rocked my hips, and I licked my lips and closed my eyes.

He unclasped my bra and palmed my bare breasts. “This is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Keep doing it.” He massaged and rolled my nipples between his fingers.

“Caleb, it feels so good,” I told him. I moaned and his eyes widened.

“Hell. Kayleigh, we have to take your clothes off.”

I couldn’t do that fast enough and there was nothing slow and easy now. His mouth was on my neck, my collarbones, my nipples. His hands gripped my butt, slid up my thighs, and felt how ready I was at the crux of them.

“You’re really good at this,” I gasped.

“This?” His fingers moved in a circle over my clit. “You like this?”

“Yes, but…oh, Caleb…yes, but all of it,” I managed to say. “You’re really good at relationships.”

“I love you,” he told me again, and I couldn’t hear it enough. I also couldn’t get enough of how he was touching me, and he liked when I did it, too. His body froze and tightened when I caressed him, up and down the soft skin of his shaft and cupping the sacks behind it. I watched as pleasure overtook all his features and his eyes closed.

Then he slowly blinked them back open. “You’re good, too. You’re good at making me love you.”

“You like this?” I asked, just as he had.

“Yes,” he hissed. He breathed and tried to focus. “And I like everything else, too. I like how you stir your coffee and sing along to the clinks. I like how you try to carry all the groceries in one trip. I like how you…I like everything,” he said, but now he was breathing so hard that it was difficult to understand. “Let me.”

He kissed down my body, from my breasts to my thighs, not missing too much. He buried his face between my legs and moved his tongue like he’d moved his fingers, massaging my clit as he reached inside me. My head turned from side to side on the pillow and I heard myself talking, telling him that I loved him and it was just right—just right! And then it washed over me and I arched my back, wanting him more.

“Now,” I said, and he answered yes. We moved together, fitting so perfectly and with the rhythm perfect, too. Caleb touched me and it was almost too much, like I was going to go to pieces,and then, suddenly, he surged his hips and was so deep inside me that I lost my breath and came again. He shuddered, his movements frantic, and he pulled us onto our sides so we could hold each other.

“I love you,” I whispered. It might have been too quiet for him to hear, but I knew that he felt it. I knew that I felt his love in return.

“I think we should tell your family today,” he said. “I think they’ll see, anyway.”

“Tell them what?”

“That we’re together, and that it’s permanent. It may be that some relationships don’t work out, but ours is going to.”

“They’ll be very happy for us,” I answered. “I’m very happy for us.”

“I know someone who isn’t.”

“My Lord, that’s Sir?” I picked up my head. “I thought there were a lot of ambulances driving past.”

“He’s been howling for a while. Should I go get him?”

He did, and then we felt like the dog needed to understand the new situation, too.

“You’ll always be our first baby,” I explained, “but I’ve been thinking that I might want one or more of the human variety, sometime in the future.”

Caleb, whose chest I was lying on, took that opportunity to palm my butt. “It sounds like the beginning of plan,” he agreed. “Sirwill be an excellent big brother and I don’t have any doubts about your skills as a mother. I don’t have any doubts about you at all.”

In not too long, we had to get up for real, because we were picking up Aunt Paula and bringing her down the mountain for church. Sir was going to stay with Marc, who had texted to request his presence, so we had a few things to accomplish before the service started.

“Hello,” my aunt greeted me when I knocked.

“Good morning. Are you ready for your ride?” We had made up since Sir’s party and I didn’t hold a grudge anymore, but she was still wary and I knew that she was watching what she said a lot more carefully than before. “Here, you take the front seat,” I directed as we walked out, and she got in and then looked at Caleb.

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