Bad Seed

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Looking for you,” he said. “I’ve been trying to call you for hours.”

“You have?” I frowned and looked down at my phone. I’d been so distracted by my own issues that I hadn’t bothered to check my phone. Sure enough, I had four missed calls. “Sorry about that. I’ve just been out of it today. What’s up?”

“Well,” he said, glancing nervously at Stephanie. She got the hint and turned around, walking quickly to the other end of the bar. “I was worried about you. How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” I said. “Really. I feel fine today.”

“Good.” Caleb sighed, clearly relieved. “I also wanted to tell you that I found out what happened to my pills.”

“You did?”

“My mom threw them away,” he said. “She was at my place cleaning, and she didn’t realize what they were, so she tossed them.”

“How did she not know what they were?” I asked suspiciously.

“I put them in my old matchbox container so I wouldn’t lose them again,” he said. “She thought it was junk.”

I stared into his eyes while he spoke and I believed him. It hit me suddenly, but once it did, I couldn’t believe I’d ever doubted him. Of course he was telling the truth. Of course he just lost them. Caleb wasn’t the same messed up kid he used to be. He was a man now. A gorgeous, sexy, intelligent man who I could trust.

“I’m sorry I doubted you,” I said.

“With everything you have going on, it’s understandable.”

He smiled, and I felt all the tension leave my shoulders. My stomach tightened, and my body leaned into his. We kissed, and it sent desire shooting through my body. I moaned against his lips.

“Let’s get out of here,” I said.

I waved goodbye to Stephanie and let Caleb lead me outside.

***

Caleb was gentle with me that night. It was almost like he was afraid to hurt me. He kissed me softly, barely pressing his lips against mine. When he took off my clothes, his fingers were light against my skin. They sent chills down my spine, but I wanted more. I wanted the same rough desperation we’d shared before.

“Stop it,” I said as he slowly kissed my breasts, lightly tracing my nipples with his tongue.

“What?” he asked.

“You don’t have to be careful with me,” I said. “I won’t break.”

“It’s hard to admit, but I’m scared,” he said. He sighed and sat up, his eyes meeting mine.

“You won’t hurt me,” I said. “And right now all I want is to be distracted.”

Caleb kissed my lips, and this time, he kissed me roughly. I tangled my fingers in his hair and held him there, our tongues lashing against each other. My juices flowed between my legs as he rubbed his hips against mine. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him close, shoving my wet puss

y against his cock.

He groaned and sat up, rolling me onto my side and lying down behind me. His hands roamed freely over my body while he positioned himself at my entrance. He lifted my top leg and threw it over him. In one motion, he was inside of me.

“God,” I muttered. “I needed this.”

“Me too,” Caleb grunted and thrust his hips harder.

I craned my neck around to kiss him while he gripped my tits in his hand. He squeezed and thrust inside of me, rotating his hips just right to hit the perfect spot. His fingers slid down my stomach to my clit.

“Oh my God,” I breathed as he slowly circled my clit.