The first time I'd seen him in a year, he was forcing my robe open with the tip of a knife. I stared up at him with an expression of fear. "What are you doing here, Caleb?" I asked.
His steel gray eyes were focused on my breasts as he undressed me. The intensity in his eyes was beyond terrifying. He said nothing for a long time. He circled my nipple with the tip of his knife. Finally he raised his eyes to meet mine. "I've missed you, Caroline. I haven't been able to think of anything but you for the last year."
He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. I instinctively parted my lips to let his tongue inside. We moved our tongues together in a dance of passion. A moan escaped from my mouth into his. His own moan echoed mine. He broke the kiss first. "I knew you'd missed me too, baby." I sat up and pulled my robe closed.
His eyes followed my hands and watched as I closed my robe. "Don't do that." He commanded. I knew the tone of his voice well enough to know that when it reached that level of irritation I shouldn't push. So I didn't. I let it fall open again.
He stood and looked down at my nearly naked body. "You're so fucking beautiful." He said as he unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
I blushed when I saw him removing his shirt. His chest was as perfect as ever. He was paler than before but for some reason that made him even more handsome. I stared up into his silver eyes and found myself drowning in their beauty. It was as if we'd never been parted. He looked almost exactly the same. The biggest change was not his skin color but his hair. It seemed lighter than before like he'd bleached it. He had it styled with gel. He looked even better than before.
I crossed my legs and pulled my robe closed even though I had been warned before. I watched his lips turn up into a small grin when he saw my actions. "What did I tell you, Caroline?"
I looked away from him. "Stand up."
I shook my head no.
"Stand up." He said again in a more sinister voice.
I looked up at him. "No, Caleb. I'm not going to stand up. "
He took his belt off and folded it. He snapped it together to make a loud and threatening noise.
I jumped when I heard it. It reminded me of the past. "I told you to do something."
I stood as I was instructed to do so.
He caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. "That's my girl." He said.
"Take your robe off." I looked away and he grabbed my face roughly forcing me to return my gaze back to him. I dropped my robe without his having to ask again.
He stared down the length of my body and I felt heat rush to my every part. I was more than a little embarrassed. Here was the man who I'd loved my first love, my first lover, my ex fiancée standing in front of me and I was being ordered to undress for his pleasure. I was eighteen when I met him, he was twenty-three. From the moment we met I knew we were soul mates.
"Why did you run from me, Caroline?" He was so near that a mere deep breath could have closed the gap between our bodies.
I looked away. "You know why I left."
I expected him to respond with words but I was surprised by him gripping the sides of my panties and ripping them off. My body jerked with the force. I gasped and put the palm of my hands on his chest to steady myself. He stared down at me with his arrogant expression. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. "Let go of me." I said in a somewhat shaky voice.
"Let go of you?" I stared down at my beauty and couldn't believe what I was hearing. I'd searched for her for more than a year. When I met her I felt as thought I'd found my other half. She was the heart that pumped the blood through my body. She was my pulse, my breath, and my life. I felt this in the first five seconds that I'd met her. I knew that we'd be together forever in that one eye lock which changed our lives forever.
As I stared up into his eyes memories of the past came flooding back. I remembered why I'd loved him, and why I'd left him.
It was nearly one am when Carol walked out of the 7-11 with her two friends. They'd been drinking at a party and she knew that she had to get some food in order to function. They picked up some cokes and Doritos before heading to her friend Cindy's house. When they walked out they saw a group of five guys leaning against Carol's BMW. I pressed the button for my car alarm that unlocked the doors. A couple of the guys jumped but not Caleb. His eyes locked with mine and he felt his breath nearly knocked from him. She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. She was wearing a tight red dress, which hit her right above the knees, and heels so high he didn't know how she was able to walk. The light breeze picked her hair up just enough so that it billowed around her painfully beautiful face. Even in the dark parking lot I could tell that her eyes were green. They were the color of the purest emeralds. They sparkled and I knew she had a fire in her that would match my own. Her full lips glistened with the red lip-gloss that accentuated them. I knew that she would be mine.
I was about to tell the thugs sitting and standing around my car to get lost or I'd call the cops when my eyes locked with his. He was the most handsome man I'd ever seen in my life. His eyes were like liquid silver. He was lightly tanned and his hair was a dark blonde, which he styled in spikes. His lips were a full and a wonderfully pink hue. She licked her lips when their eyes caught. He was tall about 6'3 and nearly two hundred pounds all of it muscle. He was wearing white wife beater and semi baggy jeans. He was the one leaning against her car door.
The men whistled as we approached. "Can you get off my car." I said.
He looked me over and I knew he was thinking the dirtiest of thoughts. "Is this your car?" He asked as he pushed off and stepped closer to me. "Well than maybe you and I could go for a ride."
I laughed when I heard him but he was too cute to resist. "What makes you think I'd want to go on a ride with you?"
He ran his finger over my jawbone and my body was on fire. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. He cupped my ass in his hands and pulled me into the most intense kiss of my life. I moaned against his lips and ran my fingers through his hair. I could hear his friends cheering and my girlfriends trying to pull me away. Finally I broke the kiss. "You can't just go around kissing people." I said my cheeks flushed.
He cupped the back of my head and pulled me close, "Shut up." He said as he pulled me into another kiss. His tongue made love with mine and I moaned. My body reacted to his like no one I'd ever met. I wanted him and it was obvious he wanted me.
She tasted wonderful. I was intoxicated with her and it was only our second kiss. I could feel her fighting me and I liked it.
I broke the kiss again. This time I slapped him. "No one grabs me."
The slap didn't seem to do anything to him since he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me closer. "Go out with me."
I tried to push him back, "no."
I wouldn't let her go. "Yes." Even though she struggled I continued to hold her, "I'm not asking you, beautiful." His lips brushed mine. "You will go out with me. He grabbed my wallet and took my license. He wrote down his number and handed it to me. If you don't call me then I'll come find you.
He was pulled away by his friends and I was left standing by my car breathless.
"Carol there's someone here for you." I jogged down the stairs in my cut off jean shorts and midriff revealing tank top and stopped mid way. He stood in the doorway, which he took up most of and stared up at me. He was wearing sunglasses and he looked even better today than the other night. My dad walked into other room, which left me half way down the stairs staring at him. "What are you doing here?"
"Come here." He said.
I don't know why but I walked to him and stared up at him. "I told you to call me."
"I don't always do what I'm told." I smiled up at him.
He ran his fingers through my hair and yanked my head back. "That will change, Caroline."
"How do you know my name?"
His lips hovered over mine. "Your license."
