Page 95 of In You
Welcome him.
He lets one of my hips go to link his fingers with my left hand. Tingles fly throughout my entire body as we lock eyes, staring at each other as something raw and vulnerable passes between us. His thumb tightens over mine, and I feel everything inside me turn to mush at the look in his eyes. It's vulnerable, trusting, a tad bit scared.
But he's also resigned. I see it.
He lets my hand go to settle his grip back on my hip and bunches my flesh between his fingers. His eyes narrow, and his chest flexes, my only clue that he's about to attack my body.
"Mmph."I inhale a sharp breath through my nose, sucking my bottom lip between my teeth as he pulls me off all the way to the tip, and then slaps me back down harshly at the same time he lifts and rolls his hips. I scream, jerking against him, but I tighten my knees to his hips and hang on for all I've got.
Up and down he lifts me, our bodies meeting harshly; the only sound filling the room besides our disjointed, desperate breathing and the headboard banging against the wall.
"Take her touch away," he gasps, his eyes wet with tears as he pounds into me just a little faster."Camilla."
The desperation in his voice breaks my defenses and has me fired up for him. I flush with warmth and need, and desire to protect him. I'll do whatever he asks of me. Whatever he needs, I'll give it to him.
Whatever he wants, is his. He can have it all.
"I will," I whimper. "I'll take it away so you'll never feel her again, my love.I love you."
Lowering my hands to his chest, I smooth my fingertips across the straining muscles, purposefully keeping my touch soft. Not able to help myself, I lean down and lick over to lick the flat disc of his nipple, nipping and sucking. He growls, slinging his hips into me, and somehow thickens even more, spreading me even wider. "Fuck me, baby," he pants,"harder."
What's ironic is I'm not even doing any work. He's single handedly taking over, but at his command, I move.
"Oh God…." I tip my head back and squirm on top of him. I swivel my hips, and Caleb groans with pleasure that sends mine sky high. The tendons in his neck stick out pronounced, and his lips pull back as his face tightens in pleasure. "Oh my God!it's sothick,"I cry out, feeling my breasts bounce hard as he firms his grip on me and helps keep me in rhythm. "Caleb!"
"I know, baby." He lifts his head, latching onto my sensitive nipple. I flinch and gasp as the wet heat sears me, and when I feel his teeth scrape, tugging, I freeze, gasping as I gush my pleasure between us. "You're my good girl," he says, my first clue that he's all in, truly lost in wanting me to help him through this, because he willnotsay good girl for fear of making me turn into my seven-year-old alter.
"Caleb," I moan. "Caleb, I'm c-cumming!"
He nibbles my nipple again before letting go and falling back to the pillow as I flinch, tensing up as my orgasm explodes from the inside out, filling me up, tightening my nipples, and curling my fingers and toes as it just keeps coming and coming. He groans, rolling his hips into me. Gasping as he succumbs to his own orgasm and hot lashes of semen fill me up with warmth.
His hips lower to the bed, and my knees touch the mattress as we both pant, and work to come back to earth.
My hand goes to the very slight bump in my belly and I pant, trying to get my bearings. I look down at him, seeing my other hand still flush on his chest, the color is high on his face as he looks up at me.
"Thank you,"Caleb chokes out, his voice quivering. He puts a hand to my belly tenderly, before smoothing up my arm until he gets to my face where he cups me tenderly. "I love you, and our baby."
Unable to speak, I nod weakly and lower my forehead to his as the first tears slip down his face. His arms band around me, and he holds me close as we rock, soothing each other.
A few hours later I'm at the vanity brushing my hair when he comes up behind me, sweeping my hair over one shoulder and pressing his lips to the side of my neck. His arms wrap around me tightly, and he tilts me gently to the side, one hand cupping my belly possessively as he nuzzles into me.
"Thank you for this morning," he whispers, kissing a line to my ear and pressing a hard kiss there, making me break out in goosebumps.
"For what?" I giggle, turning my head to the side to look up at him. Reaching forward, I run my fingers through his hair. "What'd I do now?"
He grins. "Nothing."
I gasp, and half turn in my seat to pin him with a faux upset stare. "Caleb!" I scold him, lightly hitting his arm."You tell me this instant."
Caleb's face goes from playful to sober as he goes down on one knee before me and runs a heavy hand up my arm. "You were on top this morning."
My lips part in surprise, and my eyes go wide. I feel my face go warm, and though my initial reaction is to be happy for him-for us, I can't help but also feel sad. My shoulders slump, but I try to put a lighthearted grin on my face. We'd agreed he'd share the intimate moments he'd shared with my alter, but I still feel like I'm left out.
Like I can't fully enjoy these wins.
I smile at him again and put the brush down, getting up from the little vanity seat and walking over to our bed where I yank the covers straight and fluff the pillows.
"Tamryn?" he asks in a concerned voice. "What is it, baby?"
