#Chapter 77: Something’s Different

Caleb’s arms greedily wrap around me, dragging me closer to him, right up, hard to his chest. I grab at his shoulders at first, trying to regain some balance. Holding me as he is, though, I have little need for it. So I give up and bury my fingers into his hair instead, urging him on as he licks past the seam of my lips and into my mouth. Caleb’s hands move down to my ass where he grabs and squeezes. Lifting me up, he hauls me off to the bed, where he throws me down. Maybe he expects this to go like every time before, where I passively accept his passions and the pleasures he bestows onto my body. Maybe, like usual, he even expects some resistance, feigned or otherwise. Leah’s words – her threats of what the future might bring – ignited something within me. There’s a fire burning within me now, and I’m not ready to let it smother. Maybe, just this once, I can fan the flames and let them burn. He starts to lean forward, but I move quicker, pushing myself up to my knees. He