Besotted

Chapter 22

Tell me what can I do to make you love me even more than you already do! Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Sang Pov

I woke up with a smile on my face as I thought about yesterday night at the lake. The fact that he loved

me still sounded bizarre in my head. I mean look at him, he can do so much better than me with his

killer looks and that panty-melting smile which highlights that cute little dimple that forms on his left

cheek.

Oh man, he has got me hooked real bad yet he doesn't even know it.

The feeling scared me yet excited me at the same time. I rolled around on the guest bed, not wanting

to get up just yet. Instead, I let my mind wander around the thought of Caleb. I know he cares for me,

he has proven it in many ways but he is still a mystery. Every time I think about him I get this shivery

feeling along with the feeling of being scared that one day he will stop loving me and leave me for

some model, some women that actually meets his standards, not some nobody like me.

That made me jolt up from the bed.

I shook my head violently to get rid of those unwanted thoughts. Stretching, I gently rolled out of my

bed and smiled at the fact that Caleb's shirt is my very own pajamas.It was more like a dress to me as

it reached my mid thigh. I greedily engulfed his manly scent, loving the way it caressed my nose,

sending tingly sensation all over my body causing me to let out an involuntarily moan.

The scent could drive anyone crazy. I lazily dragged myself to the bathroom and brushed my teeth,

whilst tying my hair in a messy bun on my head. Just as I left the bathroom, a knock came from my

door. Drying my face, and placing the towel on the side, I opened the door to see a shirtless sexy

looking Caleb, clad in only a pair of black jeans that hung dangerously low on his hips. My mouth went

dry at the sight as I stared at his delicious abs which were at correct level with my eyes due to lack of

my height.

This man!

The sound of his throat clearing brought my attention back to the real world. I lifted my eyes shyly to

gaze at him, blushing profusely at being caught ogling him.

Expecting to see a smirk on his face, I was very shocked when I realized his eyes were not on my face

but on my body, looking me up and down, which was only covered in his shirt, leaving my legs on

display. The hungry look in his eyes didn't go unnoticed by me as I gulped nervously.

The heat that radiated from him made me squirm under his intense eyes and him upon realizing that

looked up at my face, an evident smirk on his luscious lips.

" What a lovely sight this is. I must say, this shirt looks way sexier on you than it ever did on me, oh and

don't think I didn't catch you drooling at my body," he teased with a wink, his voice going huskier by the

second. An involuntary gasp left my lips at his words.

I was so embarrassed and my stupid brain does ridiculous things when it is embarrassing and now was

one of those times. Instead of closing the door and finding something more appropriate to wear, I threw

my body to his, hugging him by the waist and burying my face in his toned abs. My eyes widened at

what I just did but I just couldn't look at him after this.

Seconds later I felt a loud chuckle escape Caleb as his muscles rippled tickling my skin which was

separated from his by just a thin shirt.

"Is my kitten getting shy are we?" he teased as his arms came around my waist, resting just above the

curve of my butt.

"Caleb," I whined in a baby voice.

"Stop teasing me," unaware of the fact that my lips brushed against his chest making him stiffen.

Within seconds he lifted me up, carrying me bridal style as I shrieked. The fire that blazed in his eyes

had me frozen.

He carried me to the sofa and sat down, making me sit on his lap so that I straddled him. I gasped,

trying to free myself from this embarrassing situation but he only just held me tighter against with smirk

on his face.

"Quit trying to escape will you, you very well know you can't, so stop making it difficult for the both of

us," he added with a chuckle. I stopped realizing he was right and looked up at him, his eyes twinkling

with mischief.

" Women you're going to be the death of me," he stared intensely at me.

"Ca-leb w-what are you d-doing?," I stuttered as I watched him lean forward.

"Sangavi," he breathed, his minty breath fanning my face.

"I'm going to kiss you, stop me otherwise I won't be able to stop myself."

I felt tingles erupt all over my body. I wanted this. I wanted him. I shyly gazed at him, giving him a shaky

smile, letting him know my answer. I closed my eyes, wetting my lips as I anticipated my first real kiss

with Caleb.

I felt his hand caress my cheeks, running smooth circles on it and then I felt his soft lips on mine. I felt

sparks erupt everywhere. He was slow and sensual, teasing and nibbling. I leaned into him, running my

hands through his hair. He licked my lips asking for entrance and I eagerly let him, opening up my

mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance and like everything he won. I was so scared that I wouldn't

know how to respond but with him, it felt natural and I wasn't worried that is was my first kiss. His

hands found their way under my shirt as he rubbed and massaged my skin making me let out a moan.

Finally not being able to continue without oxygen, we came up for air, both of our foreheads resting on

each other.

Unconscionably my hands went to my swollen lip, as I looked down in embarrassment, very well

knowing that he was watching my every move.

He gently placed his finger under my chin and made me look him in the eye.

"How do you feel?" he asked seriously as if my answer would mean everything to him.

I nodded nervously not knowing what to say and a proud and arrogant smirk formed on those tasty lips

that tasted like chocolate. Chocolate that I couldn't get enough. This guy was sin put together, he was

dangerous for me and I wanted him so bad.

" You have no fucking idea how happy that makes me princess, that I'll be your first everything and you

will be my last everything," he whispered, his eyes locked on me. The sincerity of those words took the

breath right out of my lungs.

I will be his last everything.

Does he really mean it?

What exactly does that mean?

My face lit up with a smile. Growing bold enough to peck him on the lips, I cuddled into his side and

rested my head on his bare chest, loving the warmth he gave me.

" I love you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. I looked up at him on hearing this, his eyes

already on me. I smiled once again I allowed my heart to trust this man with my heart.

" I love you too Caleb," is what I whispered to myself.