and thrilling.
“The back, let’s go to the back of the car.” I broke the kiss, panting for air. My trembling fingers found the fly on his jeans. “I want you on top.”
“Wow, love. Fuck. Wait.... Wait.” Caleb’s hands circled my wrists. He brought my hands behind my back and rested his head on the center of my chest. “A minute. Just give me a minute,” he said in a tortured voice.
Slowly I descended from my cloud of lust, and my mind snapped back to reality. I looked around us. The car window was foggy, and I no longer could see the stars. I was disoriented, dizzy even. It felt as if an undertow had abruptly dragged me to the bottom of the ocean, and when I sucked in looking for air, a stream of salty water saturated my lungs. Drowning in embarrassment was an awful way to die.
I tried to scoot away from Caleb’s lap, but his arms tightened around me.
“Let go of me,” I said. My voice was dripping with the embarrassment from his rejection.
“Please, don’t. Don’t.” His voice was just a whisper, but it carried such an agonizing plea that I relented. I rested my head on his naked chest and closed my eyes. Slowly, our breaths settled down.
Caleb released my wrists, and his hands cupped my face. “Luna, look at me.”
I opened my eyes. We were so close, that even under the dimmed light I could see the small crease in between his eyes. My hands rested on his chest, and I felt his heart thumping beneath my fingers. We were still naked from the waist up, making it painfully intimate. I wanted to raise the walls surrounding my heart. Keep him out.
“You have no idea how bad I want you. I do. Madly. But not like this. Not in the back of a car.”
My hand curled into a tight ball. I shuttered my eyes closed and tried to free my face from his hold.
“Open your eyes, love,” he commanded, holding my face firmly.
Even though I knew that at that moment, he would see all of me, I opened my eyes and peered at him. The many secretive facets of me, hidden deep inside my soul, exposed, disrobed for him to see. The fearful, the lonely, the broken, the ugly, the hopeful.
“You deserve better, Luna,” he said solemnly.
I bit my lip to stifle the sob that was rising in my throat. If I thought the attraction I felt for him was confusing, the feelings he evoked with his tenderness were unfathomable.
He reached behind me and retrieved my shirt. With gentle movements, he dressed me. It was a sublime experience. It had been too long since I had been the recipient of such a tender gesture. If I was feeling vulnerable before, at that moment I was as defenseless as an infant.
“I’ll take you home.”
I settled in the passenger seat and adjusted my blouse. We rode in silence. Nothing he could have said would release me from the pit of self-deprecation I’d thrown myself in. I was thankful for his quietness.
As soon as the car stopped in front of my house, I reached for the door. But Caleb grabbed my arm, halting me.
“Hey, I had a great time tonight.”
I looked at him and raised a brow.
He smiled, flashing his dimple at me. “Okay, the second half of the night was the best date I ever had.”
I suppressed a smile. “It wasn’t too bad,” I said, matter-of-factly.
“Come here,” he said, pulling me into his arms and seizing my mouth. I wanted to resist, to dash away from his car with a bit of my dignity intact. Instead, my traitorous body melted into his embrace. My lips became pliant and cooperative under his demanding kiss. Definitely not how I envisioned how the night would play out.
Caleb had the upper hand, and he knew it, the bastard. He let go of me and with a cocky smile, he asked, “You still owe me a movie, can we watch it tomorrow night?”
Huh? Was he out of his mind? “Tomorrow, I um…” I was tongue-tied, not a comfortable place to be. “I’ll text you,” I mumbled and made haste to leave the car.
A few minutes later, still in a haze, I slid into a pair of pajamas and
“The back, let’s go to the back of the car.” I broke the kiss, panting for air. My trembling fingers found the fly on his jeans. “I want you on top.”
“Wow, love. Fuck. Wait.... Wait.” Caleb’s hands circled my wrists. He brought my hands behind my back and rested his head on the center of my chest. “A minute. Just give me a minute,” he said in a tortured voice.
Slowly I descended from my cloud of lust, and my mind snapped back to reality. I looked around us. The car window was foggy, and I no longer could see the stars. I was disoriented, dizzy even. It felt as if an undertow had abruptly dragged me to the bottom of the ocean, and when I sucked in looking for air, a stream of salty water saturated my lungs. Drowning in embarrassment was an awful way to die.
I tried to scoot away from Caleb’s lap, but his arms tightened around me.
“Let go of me,” I said. My voice was dripping with the embarrassment from his rejection.
“Please, don’t. Don’t.” His voice was just a whisper, but it carried such an agonizing plea that I relented. I rested my head on his naked chest and closed my eyes. Slowly, our breaths settled down.
Caleb released my wrists, and his hands cupped my face. “Luna, look at me.”
I opened my eyes. We were so close, that even under the dimmed light I could see the small crease in between his eyes. My hands rested on his chest, and I felt his heart thumping beneath my fingers. We were still naked from the waist up, making it painfully intimate. I wanted to raise the walls surrounding my heart. Keep him out.
“You have no idea how bad I want you. I do. Madly. But not like this. Not in the back of a car.”
My hand curled into a tight ball. I shuttered my eyes closed and tried to free my face from his hold.
“Open your eyes, love,” he commanded, holding my face firmly.
Even though I knew that at that moment, he would see all of me, I opened my eyes and peered at him. The many secretive facets of me, hidden deep inside my soul, exposed, disrobed for him to see. The fearful, the lonely, the broken, the ugly, the hopeful.
“You deserve better, Luna,” he said solemnly.
I bit my lip to stifle the sob that was rising in my throat. If I thought the attraction I felt for him was confusing, the feelings he evoked with his tenderness were unfathomable.
He reached behind me and retrieved my shirt. With gentle movements, he dressed me. It was a sublime experience. It had been too long since I had been the recipient of such a tender gesture. If I was feeling vulnerable before, at that moment I was as defenseless as an infant.
“I’ll take you home.”
I settled in the passenger seat and adjusted my blouse. We rode in silence. Nothing he could have said would release me from the pit of self-deprecation I’d thrown myself in. I was thankful for his quietness.
As soon as the car stopped in front of my house, I reached for the door. But Caleb grabbed my arm, halting me.
“Hey, I had a great time tonight.”
I looked at him and raised a brow.
He smiled, flashing his dimple at me. “Okay, the second half of the night was the best date I ever had.”
I suppressed a smile. “It wasn’t too bad,” I said, matter-of-factly.
“Come here,” he said, pulling me into his arms and seizing my mouth. I wanted to resist, to dash away from his car with a bit of my dignity intact. Instead, my traitorous body melted into his embrace. My lips became pliant and cooperative under his demanding kiss. Definitely not how I envisioned how the night would play out.
Caleb had the upper hand, and he knew it, the bastard. He let go of me and with a cocky smile, he asked, “You still owe me a movie, can we watch it tomorrow night?”
Huh? Was he out of his mind? “Tomorrow, I um…” I was tongue-tied, not a comfortable place to be. “I’ll text you,” I mumbled and made haste to leave the car.
A few minutes later, still in a haze, I slid into a pair of pajamas and
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