Page 34 of Wreck Me

“Everything okay, Starlight? You seem a little flushed.” He removed his fingertips from my thigh, toying with the hem of my—his—shirt instead.

I inhaled a shaky breath, composing myself as much as possible before I answered. “Perfectly fine, thanks. You’re the one who’s taking a while to clean up his mess. Areyouokay?” I did my best to make my voice sound playful with a hint of sarcasm, but it came out strained and shaky.

Caleb’s eyes sparkled with mischief and he tapped two fingers against my thigh, pursing his lips like he was really thinking about my words. Slowly, he nodded his head. “You know what, Starlight? You’re right. I am taking way too long to clean up my mess.” On the same breath, he gripped the hem of my shirt, pulling it up to my stomach, as his mouth descended on my slick pussy, licking through my folds. Sucking in a harsh breath, I threw my head back and let out a gargled moan. His tongue swirled around my opening, lapping at my pussy before flicking his tongue against my pulsating clit.

“Caleb,” I moaned, reaching down to fist his hair. “Caleb, seriously… I… don’t have… time.”

“You’re already too late to go,” he declared, still torturing my clit with the tip of his tongue.

The harsh movements did wicked things to my body and, faster than I thought possible, I could feel the tingles of my orgasm building. My hips rocked into his face, chasing the pleasure he was gifting me with his tongue.

Pulling back abruptly, he let the shirt drop from his hold, and lifted my ankle, guiding my foot to his bent knee. Through hooded eyes, I watched him trace light circles around my calf, teasing my sensitive skin. My knees practically buckled at the mental image of him, finger fucking me while his tongue was on my clit. He knew exactly the effect he had on my body, figuring out just how to tease me, and exactly what got me off.

As if he were reading my thoughts, Caleb’s right hand came to rest on the back of my thigh, holding me in place, while his two fingers on his opposite hand slid into me effortlessly. I jolted at the intrusion, but mild surprise quickly morphed into elation. A wistful sigh passed through my lips as I moaned, shamelessly rocking my body against his hand.

Slowly he withdrew his fingers entirely, before pushing them back into me and curling upward, caressing my walls torturously. Reaching down, I crossed my arms to grip the hemline before tugging it over my head and tossing it to the floor. Watching him pleasure me was such a turn on, I didn’t want to miss a second of it, hidden beneath clothing.

Caleb groaned, staring up at me as he tongued my clit. Completely naked before him, I cupped my breasts, massaging them as his fingers worked me, scissoring within me as I shamelessly rode his hand. The sensations made my body tingle, but still, it wasn’t enough. He’d ruined me with his cock, and as good as his fingers felt, I wantedmore.

“Add another,” I commanded, feeling my body escalate.

He obliged, slipping a third finger in. I cried out, bucking against him, thankful for his grip on my thigh and the dresser behind my back or I would have fallen from the lack of stability. The rapid soar of pleasure made me lightheaded, my vision blurring as a string of unintelligible curses and moans flew out of my mouth.

I wasn’t ready when my climax hit violently, much faster than I expected, and I screamed—I actually fucking screamed.My soul felt like it left my body, hovering above me, as Caleb finger fucked and tongued me through my free fall. He moved his hand to push against my hip, pinning me in place against the dresser, letting me ride out my orgasm for as long as possible, only relenting when he felt my body shudder. I went limp against the dresser, only held up by his hands, as my chest heaved.

A sheen of sweat layered my skin, and I felt like I had just finished running a marathon I hadn’t trained for.

Was I about to have a heart attack?

What a way to go.

Caleb withdrew his fingers, unabashedly licking them clean as he stood. His cock bobbed with his movement, painfully erect and begging for its own release, but Caleb seemed unfazed as he closed the gap between us and kissed me hard.

“You’re insatiable,” I muttered, smiling with his lips against mine. My fingers reached between us and curled around his shaft, feeling precum leak from the tip as I grazed it with my thumb.

“Stop being so damn delicious, then.” Caleb kissed me again, distracting me as he positioned his hand on top of mine, uncurling my fingers and dropping my hand away from him. He wrapped his arm around the back of my waist, pulling me with him as he took a step backward.

Spinning me toward my closet, he pushed me forward gently, slapping my ass as I took a stumbled step forward. “Go get dressed. You’re late for class.”

I tossed my hands in the air, groaning as I kept walking. “You’re impossible,” I called, louder than I needed to. He was still practically right behind me, pulling on his briefs and pants I had waiting for him on the small chair by my bedroom window.

“I’m pretty sure I warned you about that, Starlight. It’s not my fault you didn’t listen.”

“It’s not too late for me to start,” I mused, thumbing through the sweaters hanging neatly in color order. Pulling the cream one from its hanger, I flipped it in my hands, about to pull it on when Caleb crowded my space from behind. His erection dug into my back as his arm wrapped around the front of my chest, his hand curling up around my throat. His fingers brushed my jawline as he tilted my head backward and pressed his lips against my ear.

“Oh, it’s definitely too late. I warned you if we started something, I’d never let you go. Did you think I was lying?”

“I thought I got to decide what was best for me?” I goaded, my mind thinking back to one of our previous conversations.

Caleb turned me slowly, using the hand holding my jaw to guide me to face him. “You do.”

Releasing his hold, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine in the softest of kisses before he pulled away and bent slightly to lift me up. With one arm placed firmly just below my ass, he tossed me over his shoulder so I was upside down, giving me the perfect view of his as he walked me across the room.

“Good,” I quipped, laughing. His hands shifted up to my hips, and I knew he was about to toss me onto my bed, but before he could, I added, “Because I think I’ll keep you, too.”

When he stopped in front of the bed, he gripped my ass with his free hand and squeezed the plump flesh. Hard.

Asshole.

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