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CALEB

The resort is quiet tonight, just the faint ripple of water from the pool nearby, and standing in front of me is a beautiful woman I’ve loved for years…who actually loves me back.

She tugs me by the tie toward the lounge couches, breathless as she pulls away from our kiss. “I want so much more but I’m a little nervous,” she admits with a quiet laugh.

I tilt her chin up, lips grazing hers in a promise. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” She says, her pupils widening.

The moment the word leaves her lips, I press a quick kiss to them, then step back a few feet to secure the curtain flaps of the cabana, sealing us inside. I loosen my tie, slip it over my head, and let it fall carelessly to the floor.

I unbutton my shirt slowly, one at a time, my gaze locked on hers. “Take off your dress.”

She swallows, reaching behind to unzip it just enough for it to loosen. It slips down an inch before sliding gently from her shoulders.

While I watch her, I pop the last button free and shrug off my shirt, letting it fall beside my discarded tie.

She tugs at the hem of her dress, shifting her hips so the fabric slides down, just barely grazing her hardened nipples.

“That’s it,” I rasp. “Keep going.”

The crisp clink of metal cuts through the air as I unbuckle my belt, yanking it free and letting it fall with a thud.

Her dress pools at her feet and my breath catches. God, she’s stunning.

My eyes drink her in. Every. Single. Inch.

“God, this is insane.” She laughs nervously, eyes swirling with adrenaline.“What if someone catches us?”

“Then we’ll just have to be quiet.”

Sinking to my knees in front of her, my hands grip her waist as I press slow, lingering kisses up her stomach, my tongue tracing a path that draws a low hum from her lips. When I look up, her eyes meet mine…wild, mirroring my anticipation.

“Can I?” I beg, my fingers skimming the waistband of her underwear.

“Yes.”

A slow grin tugs at my lips as I hook my fingers inside the fabric, sliding it down her thighs in no rush. When I finally see how wet she is, my gaze darkens and I toss the soaked panties aside.

“Sit on the couch.”

She obeys, settling into the cushions while her eyes never leave mine. I take off my pants and boxers, revealing myself completely.

Her gaze drops to my length, hard and aching for her. And the look on her face nearly undoes me on the spot.

“This is what you do to me.” I admit, lowering into the couch across from her, my hand trailing down my chest before curling around my cock.

Her breathing turns shallow as she presses her thighs together.

“Touch yourself.”

Her gaze flickers between my hand and my face. “You want to watch?”

“Please.” The word leaves me without any damn shame. I don’t care how pathetic I might sound right now.

Her hand drifts lower, fingertips ghosting down her stomach. My breath catches the second she reaches her core, and all I can do is watch… entranced.

“Look at my pretty girl.” I sit up straight. Stroking. “Lift your leg up for me.”

She listens, placing her black high heel on the couch. “Should I take off my?—”

“No.” I shake my head. “Leave them on.”

She shudders at my command, as her fingers move in slow circles against her slick center.

“Does that feel good?” I whisper, pumping myself at the same pace she’s moving, never breaking eye contact.

“Oh god. Yes,” she pants.

“Shhhh.” My jaw clenches as I lean back, taking in the way her thighs begin to tremble, her chest sinking in with uneven breaths.

“Slide a finger in.”

Her middle finger easily slips inside, drawing a low moan from her sweet lips.

“Another.”

She gasps as she slips in another.

“Now fuck yourself.”

She sucks in another breath, as she begins to pump her fingers.

“Faster.”

Her eyes flutter shut, rolling back in pleasure, as she picks up speed.

“Eyes on me baby,” I stroke myself faster as she opens her eyes. “Now, imagine that’s my cock sliding in and out of you until you come.”

A warm glow spreads across her face, and she picks up her pace even more at my words. Her fingers work faster, and she’s so goddamn wet, squelches fill the thick air along with our labored breathing.

“You’re perfect,” I pant, feeling my abs tighten as I twist and stroke myself. “I’ve waited so long to see you like this.”

“Caleb,” she utters a soft moan, her hazy eyes locked onto mine as she spreads her legs wider, opening herself to me so I get the perfect view of her wet core.

She digs her heels into the cushion as she sits up and I can tell she’s almost there. “God—” her words cut off as her body goes still.

“You’re close, aren’t you?”

She nods frantically, her lips parting in a breathless ‘O’ shape.

“Come for me.”

She clamps her eyes shut, arching her back as a sharp gasp spills from her lips, her body writhing against the couch as she fails to keep quiet. She pulls her glistening fingers out, rubbing her clit to ride out her orgasm.

Holy shit.

“God, Amelia.” I pump myself faster, the sight of her shaking pushes me over the edge.

A deep groan rumbles in my chest as I release, my body taut with waves of pleasure crashing through me. I lean back on the couch for a moment, my mind reeling from everything that just happened tonight.

She blinks up at me, breathless, and lets out a airy, dazed laugh.

Then I glance around the quiet cabana before stepping to the nearby towel rack. I clean myself off, grab a fresh towel, and sit beside her, pressing it gently to her skin, letting the moment settle around us.

“How are you feeling?”

“Perfect,” she murmurs, amusement flickering in her eyes. “I can’t believe we did that. Seriously, someone could’ve caught us.”

“It would’ve been your fault, you weren’t exactly quiet.” I tease, my knuckles gliding lightly down her arm.

“Neither were you,” she sighs, nestling into me. Her warm skin luminous under the dim light of the cabana.

I pause, my heart thudding faster. “I know it’s probably a little late to ask this, but…does this mean we’re dating now?”

She giggles. “God, yes. I’d love to be your actual girlfriend.”

Warmth floods my chest.

“Then I’m all yours.”