Page 212 of Fame & Chaos

“I wasn’t asking, Caleb.”

Jesus Christ.

I grin and kiss her forehead before doing exactly what she says, stretching out on the bed while she stands beside it, watching me nervously.

That catches me off guard more than anything else. Because beneath the confidence and teasing, she’s nervous and vulnerable.

And somehow that makes this feel even more intimate.

She slowly removes the rest of her clothes, and my breath catches hard in my throat. Her body is fucking unreal. Always has been. But tonight there’s something different about the way she holds herself, with more confidence.

Watching Indi step into that confidence does something dangerous to me.

Not because she’s performing for me, but because for the first time she looks completely sure of herself. Sure of us. Sure of the way I look at her.

“Now I’m going to warm myself up, so you don’t have to,” she says, and I furrow my brows.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

She walks over to the side of the bed and lifts her leg, so her foot is on the edge of the mattress. “I mean, I’m going to get myself ready for you, so you don’t have to strain or hurt yourself at all,” she says, and I rest up on my elbows and look at her.

“Indi, I can work you up, baby. It’s not gonna hurt me,” I say, and she shakes her head, pushing me to lie back down on the bed.

Holy hell, this is going to be torture!

“No, I’m doing all the work. You’re gonna sit back and watch.” She runs her fingers down the middle of her tits and down her stomach toward her pussy.

“Indi, seriously, I can—”

“Shh,” she says. I take a deep breath and watch as Indi moves her hand in line with her pussy and runs a finger to her clit. I swallow hard as her head falls back while she starts to circle it. I don’t know what the hell to do. I’m so fucking turned on, but at the same time I want to be the one touching her.

“Indi, please let me—”

“Caleb!” she berates, looking at me sternly while she brings a hand up to her tit and starts to massage it. I breathe quickly, watching her work herself up. It’s so fucking hot that my cock is twitching and I can’t help but move my hand to it to relieve some of the pressure.

I wrap my hand around my thickness and tug slowly while she moves her finger on her clit, her head flopping back like she’s really enjoying herself.

This is so fucking sensuous. Never in a million years would I have ever thought Indi would do something like this for me. I didn’t think she’d have the confidence in herself to perform for me, but she’s doing amazing. She moves her fingers down and inserts two inside herself, causing a moan to escape her. My breathing catches at the huskiness of the sound.

This is so fucking unbelievable I can’t stand it.

“God, I need you, Indi,” I murmur. She starts to move her fingers inside herself faster as she moves her other hand down to her pussy so she can apply more pressure to her clit. She’s moaning, and I can tell she is close to climax while I continue to stroke my cock along with her. I’m close to coming too, but I don’t want to come by my hand. I only want to come inside my Indi. Her entire body begins to tremble, her beautiful skin glistening with sweat as it flushes red. Watching her come undone is the most intoxicating thing I have ever witnessed. Her legs begin to buckle, but she doesn’t stop her movements on her clit. “Shit, Caleb!” she whimpers as the climax hits her full force and she moans loudly as the pleasure rolls through her.

I have to stop pleasuring myself as I watch her body tense up and then relax. I’m covered in sweat just from trying to hold myself back from touching her. That was so fucking hard, but watching her touch herself is one of my new all-time favorite things. She’s breathing fast as she opens her eyes and looks at me.

“I’m so fucking ready for you,” she whimpers. I puff my cheeks out with air, hoping like fuck she means she’s going to fuck me now because I don’t know how long I can hold on for.

“I need you now, Indi,” I growl, and she moves to the bedside drawer, pulling out a condom and throws it at me. I open the packet in the quickest time in history and roll it on. She moves onto the bed, and I lean up ready to move on top of her.

She pushes me back onto the bed. “I’m on top,” she demands.

“Fine by me,” I reply and fall back flat on the bed. She crawls over the top of me and straddles either side of my hips. My cock is so hard it feels like it’s going to explode.

I need to be inside of her.

“Indi—”

“I know, baby.” She leans forward, kissing my lips quickly as she sets her hips over mine, then sits up, positioning myself at her entrance, then she gently eases herself onto me. I moan loudly. I can’t contain the pleasure surrounding my cock. Her warmth and the feeling of having her encasing me again after so long is an undeniable wave of ecstasy that flows all through me. One I didn’t know I needed until this second. “Fuuuck!” I groan.