Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 466

Caleb seemed to be venting as much as he was trying to distract me from our earlier conversation.

My breath hitched, cheeks flushed with the heat of the moment.

He deftly stripped off my clothes, the hot droplets of water on my skin contrasted sharply with his icy fingers.

In that moment, my mind went blank under his fervent touch.

This jerk... must've watched too many of those late-night shows.

"Caleb... you bastard..." I gasped for air, the shower's heat and his relentless kisses making it hard to breathe.

Was he trying to suffocate me?

Just as I caught my breath, ready to cuss him out, he kissed me again, relentless...

Where did he learn this aggressive kissing? It was all over the place... unmethodical.

His hands wandered without restraint.

"Caleb..." I was on the verge of tears, unable to think of anything else.

He kissed the corner of my eyes, pinning me against the wall...

The sound of the shower drowned out my breaths and sobs, this bastard... I don't know where he learned to be this way, tormenting me till the wee hours last night, and now continuing his assault.

My legs trembled, my body pressed against the cold tiles, shaking in its entirety.

"Caleb... you bastard..."

was behind me, gently nibbling, as if to soothe me, but his movements

His voice was hoarse, as if acknowledging my

ever going

continued, responding to whatever I said, but it only infuriated

him away, but

my wrists, seeking my

betray me, probably out

come back to me... how could I dare

ready

"How could I dare..."

crazy to respond to his kisses, biting his

Let's drown together then.

you dare leave

rising,

back before, I couldn't

my leg is cramping!

holding me close but

it was mounted securely enough

was still jealous, jealous that Dexter wanted to

jealous of the past,

to hurt you..." His fingers caressed my wrist, gently rubbing the bruise left when

me... don't like him."

to do, the beauty

can't help but want to curse Dexter. "He and Melody are of the same intellect... don't bother with

his persuasive whisper. "Phoebe he probably joined the club just to show off in front of you, hoping to uncover the truth earlier, to make like

YOU