Reinvented

Chapter 11

I fiddled with the keys and finally got the door open. I was tipsy for sure. There was a note in the kitchen from Skylar. It said, “I am out!” That was it. Geez, why even bother writing a note at all. I went upstairs and could tell that Caleb was in his room. I wondered why he was not “out.” Just as I went to open my door I tripped over my shoes. Bang! I hit the floor.

Caleb came running out of his room and grabbed me. “Are you ok? Man that was a loud thud.” I am alright, I said. He helped me up and walked me to my bed. “Here let me take your shoes off.” Caleb, I am not that drunk, well, maybe just a little, I said with a giggle. So why aren’t you out with Skylar? “Cause he is out on a date.” What? With who? Lana, I asked?  “Yep,” said Caleb. I just shook my head.

“Speaking of dates he said in a very taunting tone, how was your date with Jensen?”  I took off my shoes and swung them towards my closet not caring where they landed. I thought I made it clear that who I am with is none of your business. “But, it is my business, he said, because you know how I feel about you.”

 “And,” he continued spewing, “I thought you liked Ivan, and when the hell did Jensen get in the picture?” I ignored him for the moment and got off the bed and walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I came out and said, “Caleb, something is brewing between Jensen and I, and you and I are NOTHING. “Nothing, he raised his voice. Here you go again with that NOTHING nonsense.  So, you are actually trying to say that our mini make-out session was nothing? That you didn’t feel anything?” He sounded hurt, and I could see some sadness in his eyes, or was it because I was buzzed and that’s why I was thinking that?

Turn around, I said. “What?” he questioned. Turn around, I said exasperatedly! I took my clothes off leaving my black thong on and slipped a long pink tank top on that came a little bit above my knees. I knew that you would be able to see my nipples since my bra was off, but I didn’t care. I wanted to purposely tease him, plus I was feeling no shame thanks to my lollipop martini. Ok, I said, and he turned around. He couldn’t hide his expression of lust for me. Again, was that my alcohol talking?

I sat on the bed. “Where were we?” he said, shifting himself  on the bed so he could face me. He looked at my chest and I could only imagine what he was thinking. “Honestly Cali, nothing happened between Sabra and me. I do not want her, and her accent annoys me.” I laughed out loud. I didn’t want to laugh, but it was funny the way he said that.

“She tried in her drunken stupor to mess with me in my bed but I didn’t do anything. I could not get you off my mind Cali, and I wanted nothing more than to come sleep with you.” I sat back and laid my head on the pillow. He looked so hot, his hair was messed up and he had this sadness about him. His tan still glowed and his blue eyes were piercing. Jensen had nice eyes too, but they were different than Caleb’s less intense. 

I cleared my throat, Caleb, I have been jogging almost every day with Jensen. We have really gotten to know each other, and tonight was our first date. You just think you want me because I don’t reciprocate the same feelings for you. And, furthermore, how dare I not kiss your feet like every other girl in school, right? Isn’t that what you are thinking? You want what you can’t have?

 “Listen, he said firmly. He grabbed my chin tightly and looked in my eyes. I know what I felt last night and I am pretty damn sure you felt the connection too. I am literally telling you that I want you he practically shrieked.  And you are slapping me in the face.”

He shook his head, looked at me intently and said, “Look, I will make you a deal. I am going to kiss you one more time. If you honestly feel nothing for me after this kiss I will back off.” He didn’t even give me a chance to respond. He pulled my chin towards him and he softly put his lips on mine and wasted no time slipping his tongue in my mouth. He then put his hands on my waist and scooted me on top of him so I was straddling him.

My tongue ravished his tongue now I couldn’t help it. This position that our bodies were in was almost too hard to take. You could see my black thong since my legs were separated as I straddled him and I am sure he was eating that right up. He stopped kissing me and started kissing my neck and whispered, “You make me so hot for you.” He tightened his grip against me and I could feel his hardness rubbing up against my hot spot. I was burning for him now. I let him control me because at that moment I was too horny to care.

He had this aggressive, passionate way about him that I had never felt with anyone else. Like I have said before, he really knew how to push my buttons in every sense of that phrase. He slowly moved his hand up to my breast. I knew what was coming next; again, I didn’t stop him. He cupped my right breast and started massaging my nipple with his finger and thumb. I heard myself moaning as we kissed again. I couldn’t help myself, the sensation of his fingers doing that to my nipple was fantastic. He pulled my T-shirt off my shoulder and bent down and started sucking on my nipple. Aww, I whimpered…. I massaged his back and ran my fingers through his hair as he sucked away on my nipple. I thought I was going to explode.

 I knew that I was wet and I could feel that he was harder than a rock. I pulled his face back up to my mouth and kissed him feverishly and then he started grinding me. Now was my time to run away or tell him no, but I wanted it as bad as he did. I moved my hips with his and I could feel my panties were soaked. We were both moaning as we were grinding and kissing. Our rhythm was fast and my head was spinning with passion. I felt like I was going to have an orgasm and I knew it would only be a couple more seconds.

I picked up the pace and I felt him moaning a little louder. I started to explode and I think that made him go over the edge too because we both were panting and whimpering together and gasping for air.  I pulled away and got off of him and tugged my t-shirt back up so my breast was not exposed. We both said nothing for a couple of seconds.  “I will be right back,” he said, and went into the bathroom. I regained control of my breathing and got under the sheets. I think I heard him turn on the faucet or was it the shower? I don’t know I  couldn’t even think I was so tired, and light headed still from the martini,  but I think I fell asleep with a smile on my face.