Page 40 of Drive Me Wild
He slides a finger inside me, and suddenly, I feel a pressure inside. He is pushing against a part of me that is more alive than any other inch of my body, and I lose control.
I’m bucking against him, holding his head between my legs as the thing that was building inside me has taken over, driving my heels into the mattress and making all my muscles contract before—
Boom. A bomb goes off in my center, sending wave after wave of pleasure from tip to toe. Every cell in my body explodes and then relaxes, tenses, and releases, and I realize that I’ve actually released everything.
All over his face.
I pull back and stare at him as he wipes a hand across his face while grinning like a guy who won the lottery.
“What just happened, Caleb?”
“That, Zoe, was female ejaculation.”
“Um, what?”
“It’s not common, but some women release just like men do.”
He stands up and turns to leave. “I’m going to grab a towel real quick.”
Even though one of our ground rules is ‘no shame,’ I feel the heat of it racing up my neck. His bed is soaked underneath me, like I peed on myself.
When he returns, my legs are pulled up against my chest and I’m sitting against the wall.
“Hey.” He climbs onto the bed next to me and hands me a warm, wet cloth. “There’s no shame in this. It’s normal. Special, actually.”
I don’t know if I believe him, but I take the towel and wipe my legs. “Can I help you strip the bed and remake it?”
“No.” He pulls me over, and suddenly, I’m straddling him as he sits against the wall. “That was amazing, Zoe. I don’t want you to feel like anything is wrong or dirty. I’ll deal with the bed later.”
“Has that ever happened before? With you?”
The edges of his kissable mouth curl in a grin. “Nope.”
“So how do you know—”
“You called me a sex-pert, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Well…” Caleb raises his eyebrows at me. “Zoe, you are amazing. That was amazing. And I want to…I want to do that again. That and more. But not because I’m teaching you anything. Because I want to be with you.”
My mind starts racing. I never in a million years would have thought that a man like Caleb would want to be with me, especially after I admitted that I suck in bed. So, even though I’ve been fantasizing about him all summer, especially since I came back to Owl Creek, I never imagined this happening.
“What are you saying?”
“I know we have this secret relationship, but can we try to have more emphasis on ‘relationship’ and less on ‘secret’?”
A lump sits in my throat as I consider what he just asked. Not only did he just admit that of all the women he’s ever been sexual with, I’m the only one who’s done something like this with him, but he’s also done nothing but disprove everything I feared. Why should I punish him by continuing to think that he’s just a player? Why not give him a chance?
“So, you want more than sex, or you want more sex?”
“Why not both?” He squeezes my butt cheeks and presses a kiss to my lips. “But I promised to help you with your business plan this morning. And that’s what a good boyfriend would do, right?”
“B-boyfriend. You want to be my boyfriend.”
“If you’ll have me.”
The air feels as thick as mud.
