~Elara~
Something primal awakened in me at those possessive words. I moved faster, chasing the pleasure building between us. Caleb watched me with fascination, like he couldn't quite believe I was real.
"You're beautiful," he murmured, hands sliding up to cup my breasts. "So f*****g beautiful."
The profanity surprised me— crack in his usually perfect control. I wanted more of that. Wanted to see him come completely undone.
"Then take me," I challenged, tugging his hair to expose his throat. When I bit down gently on his pulse point, his whole body jerked beneath mine.
"Bedroom," he managed. "Now."
This time we made it there, stumbling through the doorway between desperate kisses. Caleb laid me on the massive bed, taking a moment to just look at me, sprawled across his sheets.
"Whaaa
