Page 86 of Always Red (Chasing Red 2)

“Do you want to touch me?” I

murmured. “Red?”

Her eyes were half-closed as she stared at my lips, but she didn’t say anything.

“I’m sorry. I don’t want you to think that you have to… I just…I just. Right now. I want to feel…” I let out a loud breath, scrubbing my face with my hand. “Fuck. You tie me in knots. I don’t even know what the hell I’m saying.”

“I do.” She lifted her eyes to mine, and my breath caught. She was so beautiful. “Let me.”

“I need you to.”

“You’re going to miss your flight,” she rasped.

I watched the rapid rise and fall of her chest, and I wanted—

“I’ll catch another one.”

I held my breath as her hands slowly reached for the bottom of my shirt. Tugged it up, then off. She let it fall to the floor.

When she placed her palms on my naked skin, I hissed.

Her eyes quickly shifted up and looked at me. Those eyes—they were dark, vulnerable, and full of questions.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked.

“No, love. It feels so damn good.”

I closed my eyes, breathing through my mouth. I didn’t want to come early, but…fuck… she made me feel.

“Tell me what you like, Caleb. I want to…please you.”

“This.” I placed her palm on my stomach. “You can’t possibly know how good your touch feels. Everything you do to me pleases me. Just do whatever you want with me, Red. Whatever you want.”

“Caleb…”

Her touch was hesitant, and I realized she hadn’t done this before. And I felt so damn good that I was the first one she would touch this way, and that no one else knew her this way—or would know her this way.

She was mine.

“Here.” I dragged her palm back where my heart was beating fast. “Feel that? You do this to me. Make my heart race, and you’ve just started. You have the power to make me feel whatever you want me to feel. Touch me.”

Her eyes filled with understanding, gleaming with womanly knowledge that excited me.

Her hands were soft, smooth, and curious as they traveled down my body. When she removed my belt and tugged my pants down, I swallowed hard.

Slowly, leisurely, she placed her lips on my neck and kissed and licked her way down, down, down until…

“Jesus.”

Her mouth was hot, soft, and wet.

Another second and I would push. Another second and I would beg. Another second and I would explode.

I pulled her up and kissed her mouth savagely as I dragged her to the bed. Climbed on top of her. Filled my hands and my mouth with her taste, her scent.

Our hands shook as we frantically pulled at each other’s clothes. I was blind with the need to possess her.

“Caleb.”

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