No,” I replied.
The world was barely from my lips when Caleb surged forward and kissed me.
The kiss was hard and firm and I kissed him back with everything I had.
I knew Jackson was watching us and couldn’t help but wonder if that’s what he got off on. Voyeurism. Jackson’s soulful gray eyes watching us sent another spike of lust through my body.
All my thoughts retreated when Caleb deepened the kiss. My knees threatened to buckle beneath me, and I was glad he still held onto me otherwise I’d surely be on the floor. I got lost in our kiss in a way I’d never experienced before. I’d always thought kissing was just kissing. A type of foreplay. But the way Caleb kissed me felt like s*x, like an act unto itself.
After a minute, an hour, eternity, who knows, I felt another body press firmly
