The Rose He Killed novel Chapter 136

Chapter 123: First Time Again

Bella POV

He shut the bedroom door with a quiet click and turned to face me in the dim light filtering through the

curtains.

I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way he held himself back like always-giving me room, waiting for permission but I wasn’t in the mood to wait tonight.

I stepped forward as his eyes stayed locked on mine, dark grey and steady, watching every move. I opened his shirt button by button, spread the fabric wide, and pressed both palms flat against the hard planes of his chest. His breath hissed out sharp against my forehead.

“Bella.” His voice sounded low. “We don’t have to”

“I know.” I met his gaze. “I want to, all of it. No more exits.”

Something snapped in his expression like control fracturing-and he kissed me like he’d been starving for it..

Hands rougher now, he shoved the robe off my shoulders. It pooled at my feet. The way he stared at my naked body made heat rush from my throat straight down to my core.

“You have no fucking idea,” he rasped, palms sliding over my waist, my hips, gripping like he needed to memorize me again. “What you do to me. What you’ve always” He cut himself off with another deep kiss and walked me backward until my calves hit the mattress.

We fell onto the bed together. He caught himself on one forearm, still trying to be careful, but I yanked him down hard. I wanted his full weight, his heat, every solid inch of him after so long apart.

He pulled back just enough to shuck his trousers and boxers in one motion, never taking his eyes off me. Then he was back. He didn’t rush, his mouth moved slowly-collarbone, shoulder, the soft spot under my ear-learning me again like I was something precious. Hands followed, thumbs brushing my n*****s until they ached, then sliding lower, spreading my thighs.

When he finally settled between my legs, c**k thick and heavy against my stomach, he paused, eyes. locked on mine.

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“Bella.”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Caleb, yes”

But before he could push inside, I slid down his body, pushed him onto his back, and took him in my mouth. He was hot, hard, salty at the tip. I sucked slow at first, then deeper, tongue swirling, hand stroking what I couldn’t fit. His hips jerked; fingers twisted in my hair.

“Jesus, Bella” His voice cracked. “As much as I’d love to come down your throat… I’m saving it. I want to fill your pussy.”

I pulled off with a wet pop, crawled back up, and he flipped us in one smooth motion. He hooked my legs over his elbows, spread me wide, and drove in deep – one long, steady thrust that stretched me open. I moaned loud, helpless, nails digging into his shoulders. He groaned into my neck, hips flexing once, twice

Chapter 123 Prst Time Again

before settling deep.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “So tight. So perfect.”

“Like that?” he growled on the next hard stroke.

“Yes-fuck-harder”

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He gave it to me harder. The bed creaked. was loud-moans turning into cries-and he didn’t try to quiet me until he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and yanked my hips up. He slammed back in from behind, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip so hard I’d bruise. Each thrust slapped skin against skin; I screamed his name into the pillow.

He fucked me like that until my arms gave out and I collapsed forward, ass still high.

Then he pulled me up-arms around my waist, c**k never leaving me-and carried me straight to the wall.

My back hit the cool plaster. He pinned me there, my legs wrapped around his waist, and pulled out a bit before he drove up into me again, in a deeper angle, hitting that spot that made white sparks dance behind

my eyes.

“You’re screaming so loud,” he said against my ear, voice rough with amusement and lust. “Tom’s only a few rooms down. You’re gonna wake him.”

I dug my nails into his shoulders, clenched around him on the next thrust. “Fuck you, Caleb.”

He smirked, slow and filthy, hips snapping forward. “I’m actually fucking you right now.”

I laughed-breathless, broken-then moaned again as he pounded harder. The wall rattled. My orgasm hit like a freight train-shuddering, clenching, crying his name so loud I didn’t care who heard. He followed right after, burying himself to the hilt, groaning low and/ragged as he came deep inside me, pulse after pulse filling me up.

We stayed like that-panting, sweaty, my back against the wall, his forehead pressed to mine.

He kissed me softly this time. “Stay,” he whispered.

I tightened my legs around him and nodded against his mouth. “I’m not going anywhere.”

We stayed pinned against the wall for long minutes, breathing hard, bodies slick and trembling. His arms were still locked around me, holding me up like I weighed nothing. Eventually he eased out slowly, careful, and set my feet on the floor.

My legs were jelly. The second my heels touched the floor, my knees buckled. Caleb caught me with a low chuckle, one arm banding around my waist.

“Easy,” he murmured, brushing damp hair off my forehead. “I’ve got you.”

I gripped his shoulders for balance, still buzzing, still aching in the best way-and somehow still not done. Heat coiled low in my belly again, insistent, greedy. My body hurt in various places, but the need was louder.

I pushed at his chest-gentle but firm-guiding him backward toward the bed. He let me, eyes narrowing with curiosity and fresh hunger as the backs of his knees hit the mattress. He sat, then lay back when I

Chapter 123 Time Again

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