Caleb's POV
Hell, this was beyond anything I could have anticipated. Shocking? Mind-blowing? Earth-shattering?
I had no words for what was happening.
When she slipped her foot against mine during dinner, disgust had filled every fiber of my being. The audacity to pull such a stunt with both our families present had made me want to grab her ankle and snap it in half.
But now, with her positioned between my legs, her mouth working me like she was born for this exact moment, disgust was the furthest thing from my mind.
She had suggested I picture someone else to help things along, and I tried. Behind closed eyelids, I conjured images of crimson locks, but something felt fundamentally wrong about that fantasy. When I opened my eyes to reality, I found midnight-black hair cascading around her face in the darkness.
