He had fallen asleep, the warmth of Estelle's body a comfort he'd never let himself admit he craved. The rhythm of her breathing was more then just a hot sweetness, it was the start point of so many of his fantasies. He peeked at her over her shoulder, still holding her tight against him, his own face half on the pillow half resting on her arm. Estelle opened her eyes looking at him in the darkness, catching him looking at her.
He suddenly felt like he was sixteen again, shy and unnevered. She reached her left hand over in the darkness, tracing the length of his arm. The feather light touch sent an electric jolt through him, as she let her fingertips glide over the bare smoothness of his collarbone.
Caleb wrapped his right leg around hers enjoying the idea of being with her. Even if they weren't having sex. Caleb had to admit, he really enjoyed Estelle's company. Closing his eyes against the material of her dress, he let another sound escape his lips as his right hand found its way over her ribcage and up to her breast.
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