“The big deal is the fact they’re your family. Your loved ones, and one day I may want to find someone for myself. Someone who will love me, and you want the same kind of love as your parents.”
“I don’t believe in it. What they have comes once in a lifetime. You’re pissed at me, I get it, but I’ll give you a good life. I’ll make every single one of your dreams come true. You can hate me all you want but you agreed to this and now I’m not letting you back out.”
“I want to hit you.”
He stepped closer. “Do it.”
They were both panting hard.
She wanted to slap that look right off his face as if he knew he’d won. He hadn’t won. She wasn’t going to marry this man. Right now, she didn’t even like him.
Lauren didn’t know what happened or how she had even fallen, but within the next second, his lips were on hers, her arms were wrapped around his neck, and he had her pressed against the wall.
He took hold of her hands, locking them above her head, holding them in place. His lips trailed a hot path down her neck, sucking on her pulse, driving her wild.
All anger and thoughts left her, so what remained was this overwhelming need to be with him, to feel him inside her.
Need took over.
She hated him and yet, he’d gotten under her skin and she wanted him. This was a big mistake, but she didn’t care. It certainly wasn’t acting. This was real to her. Even angry, she couldn’t help but like him a little bit. Maybe even more than a little bit. He was an asshole but he also owned that part of himself.
She pulled out of his hold and removed his shirt, followed by his pants. He attacked her clothes, tearing them to shreds in his need to get them off.
Within seconds, she was on the bed and Caleb was between her thighs. Some sanity returned but then his tongue teased between her pussy, stroking over her clit. She gasped, arching up as he sucked her into his mouth.
No one had ever done anything like this and it drove her to the edge of sanity and back. She melted, screamed, and begged for more. He circled her entrance and as he filled her, she felt the first ripple of her orgasm start to consume her.
Caleb knew what he was doing as he started to fuck her with his fingers at the same time as licking her clit. She clawed at the bed, trying to think of all the reasons why this wasn’t a good idea and came up with nothing. This was what she wanted and as he twisted his fingers inside her, she cried out, feeling the first ripples of her release rush through her entire body.
She cried his name and he sucked her clit into his mouth, biting down on her nub, and she moaned for more. He rode her to the brink when she didn’t think she could take much more and kept her there, poised, ready, desperate, hungry for more. Still, he wouldn’t let her go and as she begged him, he moved up the bed.
During her orgasm, he must have gotten a condom because she watched, dazed, as he tore into it. He slid the latex over his dick and then she gasped, moaning deep into her throat as he started to fill her, driving in deep, taking her breath away from the sheer force of his thrusts. She bit her lip, forgetting about what they were doing and the fact she was now supposed to be engaged to this man. He wasn’t the kind of man she ever wanted to marry, but all those thoughts were driven out of her mind as he started to fuck her.
He went slow, deep, each thrust shocking her to the core as he worked her pussy.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he said.
She wrapped her arms around him and as his lips crashed on hers, she let go of all the worries and just allowed herself to be completely consumed by him, and to be with only pleasure between them.
His thrusts sped up and she chanted his name, begging for more. Needing him more than anything until she couldn’t think or feel. She merely was. They only existed together on a wave of incredible pleasure.
She screamed and he groaned, coming together in perfect harmony.
Chapter Eight
Caleb didn’t want to get out of bed and he knew it was because of the woman beside him. Her naked back was exposed.
She lay with one arm beneath the pillow, one just under her face, and she looked beautiful, sweet, and sexy.
They’d fucked twice more and hadn’t returned to his parents. His father might presume he’d done it on purpose so he didn’t have to answer any questions about her, but he’d be wrong. All he wanted to do was watch this beauty. Sex with her had been incredible, and he wanted it again.