I rolled my glass between my palms, staring at nothing as I considered lighting a cigarette, but I was drinking already and I didn't want to pass out when I was alone so late at night in my bakery and no one didn't even know I was there. No one knew where I was, no one knew that John and I were over because I needed some time for myself, to stay alone and think about it. I had given him an ultimatum, telling him that I couldn't keep waiting for him to give me attentions and time, that I was tired of feeling alone. I had homed he would have told me that he understood me, that I was right, that he missed me as much as I missed him, instead all I had got was him telling me that he couldn't change the man he was. That wasn't love to me, and major like that, without even a fight, we had broken up. I was now single, heartbroken and homeless too. I was swimming in a sea of sadness. Drowning more like it, even though I knew that our decision was for the best.
A knock on the back door almost made me fall from the chair, my heart beating faster until I saw Caleb peeking from the glass window. I got up and unlocked the door, opening it and putting a smile on my face. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I saw the lights on, it seemed odd to me..." He trailed off, studying my face first then glancing behind me at my glass. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?"
I nodded my head, not ready to talk about this now, not with him. We had kissed and that wasn't one of the reason why I had decided to break things with John, but I had been thinking about my night out with Caleb and I had realized that I wasn't happy, that my relationship wasn't giving me what I wanted and needed. "Yes, I finished working late." I shrugged nonchalantly. "What are you doing awake?"
"I was having a hard time sleeping." He explained and walked past me, acting suspicious. "Were you drinking?"
"Just a glass of wine. Or two." I grinned, deciding to act as if nothing had happened to me. "Do you want to join me?" The words were out of my mouth before I realized it. "You don't have to..." I trailed off.
He stopped me. "Every time I see you lately you seem more and more upset." He pointed out.
I shook my head. "And every time you make me feel better."
He sighed. "Tell me it's good wine at least." He narrowed his eyes and I laughed.
"It's yours." I shrugged.
"Good answer." He walked in and waited for me to pour him a glass of the deep red wine. It was one of his favorites maybe because I had seen him pick it in many occasions.
"Why are you awake?" I asked, since it was late.
He shrugged and leaned back in one of the comfy chairs in the window of my cafe. "I usually stay up late. I've never seen you here at this hour."
I refilled my glass. "Yeah." I nodded and took a long sip of my wine.
"You look beautiful tonight." He told me honestly.
"Why do you always say that to me?" I asked softly, looking up at him and blinkin.
"Because usually it makes you smile. And it's true."
I smiled, without even realizing it, but when I did I also realized he was right. "Thank you." I answered quietly, feeling my cheeks blush as I glanced down at my glass, "You're too good me." I added.
"Every man would think you're beautiful." He shook his head and offered a small smirk.
"But not every man is like you." I said back, honestly, then took another sip of wine.
"Are you drunk already?" He joked and I really really appreciated that. We could pretend everything was fine, but we both knew there was something wrong with me and I liked that he was trying to cheer me up without saying it.
I rolled my eyes and bit back a grin, "No, not yet."
"I'm not that good to you. It's just convenient because you own a bakery and not only I get to taste delicious food, but I got a delicious coffee every morning too." He grinned back at me, bringing his own glass to his lips and showing me a side of him I didn't know much. His playful side, which he didn't show much.
"Stop being silly." I shook my head, smiling softly at him, "I mean it." I added quietly, thinking about how he had always been there for me lately. I didn't know how he could think he wasn't that good.
He let out a sigh, "I don't know how to answer that." He said honestly.
"I'm giving you two options. Either you can't know because you don't know me that much or thank you Tara you're right." I teased him, leaning into him from across the table as I raised one eyebrow at him. "Careful with what you pick because there will be consequences."
"Thank you Tara you're right." Caleb replied, smirking back at me. That smirk was what had got me in trouble the night at the club but I was sure no one was really immune to that.
I licked my lips and leaned back in my chair. "That's a real good look for you." I sighed, not biting my tongue because I didn't have to anymore. He looked down at the same suit he'd worn all day, one I'd seen him in. "No not the outfit. Though you do look good in a suit." I grinned.
He smirked again. "Oh yeah?"
I pointed at his face. "That." I said seriously. "That smile is sexy as hell."
He stopped grinning and swallowed as he ran his hand through his hair and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. No wonder why he couldn't date, he didn't even know how to take an innocent compliment. "Tara." He almost groaned.
"What's wrong?"
He set his wine glass down and stood up. "You should go home. And I should go to bed." He sighed. He was putting a distance, like he always did. Only I wasn't ready to feel alone just yet.
I pouted up at him from my seat. "Why?" I asked and wondered if this had anything to do with the kiss we'd shared that night we'd gone dancing. None of us had brought it up again and things hadn't been awkward either.
"Because...." He sighed again.
"Come on Caleb, I feel lame drinking alone."
He grabbed his glass of wine, drinking it all in one shot and then going over to drink another glass. "If I'm going to stay I need to catch up."
"You're all caught up now." I told him as I shot him an amused look because he had too respect for his wine to just swallow it like it was cheap vodka. Something had to be wrong with him too, maybe he had gone to another date and it had been bad.
He raised his brow and leaned against the counter instead of sitting again, basically towering me as he looked down at me. "Are you telling me you had two glass only?" He questioned and I nodded. "You look like you had more than two." He added.
"I told you, I'm not used to drink, I get buzzed easily." I answered nonchalantly. And took another sip. I felt his eyes on my while I focused on the wine instead, I had no idea of what he could be thinking, just like I didn't know if him being here was really a good idea. I was always happy to have Caleb around but tonight he seemed particularily...I didn't know, almost as if he didn't really want to be here with me and he was just because I asked him to, making me guess he was just pitying me. "You don't really have to stay." I added after a moment.
He ignored my words completely, "Where's John?" He asked instead.
I almost cringed at the name of the man who was now just another ex, just another mistake. "He's home." I answered shortly before changing the subject, not wanting him to make more questions, "Why are you still wearing your suit?"
My trick worked and he shrugged, "Too lazy to get changed?"
I got up, reaching for his glass and setting it on the table next to mine, "It looks a little uncomfortable." I said as if that explained the fact that I was sliding my hands under his jacket and on his shoulders to push the heavy cloth down his strong arms, "You're making me feel underdressed." I added in a playful tone.
He stared at me, almost hypnotized, his body hard and tense, "You're in your element." He commented in a low tone that almost made me shiver, "But you look tired."
I didn't even bother to put a distance between us, instead I grabbed my glass against after setting his jacket on the closest chair, "You have no idea of how tired I am." I said honestly, letting out the fact that it wasn't just physical, but mostly emotional.
"But you don't want to go home." He pointed out carefully, pushing a loose stray of my hair out of my face.
I lifted my glass to my lips, almost panicking because there was no home anymore for me. I still had to figure out where I'd live, I had to collect all my things from John's place...it was just the beginning of a time of my life I already knew it'd be hard. The thought alone made me want to cry. "When I'm here I relax and that's what I need." I breathed out, trying to keep my tone in check and not telling him anything more than that.
"You can't sleep here." He teased and I blinked up at him, not even cracking a smile. I could instead, I probably would too. He tilted my face up and looked into my eyes that showed so much more than my words did. "Tara. What's wrong?"
"I'm not tired so I don't need to sleep yet." I shrugged, still not telling him anything.
He sighed as he sat down on the chair next to the one I'd tossed his jacket on. "You don't open up very easily." He told me, sipping his wine and refilling my glass. At that I started laughing. "What?!"
"You're telling me I don't open up easy?!" I laughed some more. "You're way worse than I am."
He chuckled and shrugged. "Okay. How can I open up more?" He asked, leaning in and watching me sip my wine and lick my lips. "You already know about my family, and my ex-wife. What else is there?"
"Plenty!" I laughed. "What do you do for fun?"
"Well there's this bakery near my house and the owner makes me treats and lets me bother her every day." He replied, trying to keep a straight face.
"Oh wow." I played around. "Does she have good food?"
He nodded. "The best food I've ever had." He agreed. "And I've had plenty of good food."
I smirked but hid it quickly. "So you bother bakery owners for fun? That's boring."
He laughed. "It's less boring because she's really hot." He said seriously, then winced as if regretting it already.
"You think I'm hot?" I asked, blinking back at him.
He rolled his eyes. "We've been over this."
I shook my head. "No you said I was beautiful before. There's a difference between hot and beautiful."
He widened his eyes. "Oh? I always thought women preferred beautiful."
I nodded. "We do usually. But that's actually because of the difference between the two."
He took another sip of his wine before he spoke again. "Okay I'll bite. What's the difference?"
"Beautiful is something that you recognize without really thinking about it. Something you appreciate and admire without getting too personal." I shrugged.
"That's very deep." He grinned. "What about hot?"
"Hot is pretty directly linked to lust." I shrugged.
He froze with his wine glass halfway to his mouth as he looked back at me. "Well then you know I think you're hot." He replied simply, bringing the glass back to his lips and taking another long sip. "I also like to play basketball with my friends." He added, trying to change the subject and go back to my original question. "And anything that has to do with the beach. I love the beach."
"Mhm." I mumbled as I took another sip of wine that was getting me closer and closer to be drunk, nodding my head, "I bet that you make girls faint when you go to the beach."
He widened his eyes, "That sounds awful." He said, "Imagine a beach full of girls passed out."
I laughed, "Oh my god a joke! So you can joke!" I teased him and he rewarded me with a grin, "Seriously though, you can not be aware of your looks Caleb."
"I don't like to brag about it." He shrugged nonchalantly and killed me, because that was exactly how he was. An amazing man who didn't give himself enough credit.
"You should." I pointed out, licking my lips as I thought about being on a beach, the warm sun on my skin, the sounds of waves crashing...Caleb half naked. God he had to be too hot, even if I had never seen him undressed I could imagine how perfect his body had to be. In a moment of alcohol induced honesty I admitted to myself that phisically he was much more my type than John. "I haven't gone to the beach since last year." I added.
"Why? Too busy making delicious food for me?" He asked in a teasing voice.
"Exactly." I laughed. "I'd ask you to come with me one of these days but I'd feel like I'd patronize your time. I'm always asking something from you lately."
"I don't mind that." He shrugged, running his hand through his hair and making that super thoughtful expression again, "But I don't think it'd be a good idea."
"Why?" I breathed out, feeling a little upset about it with no reason at all.
He swallowed then shook his head, "I can only imagine how hot you look in a bikini." He said eventually.
I bit down on my lip, blushing at the compliment, "That sounds like a good reason to come with me instead." I told him, stright flirting at this point. The wine was starting to have some kind of effect on me.
He blinked at me, looking surprised, "Tara...I have a hard time saying no to you." He confessed in a soft voice.
"Then don't." I told him just as softly, stepping between his legs and leaning my ass against the table as I looked down at him, "I can wear a one piece swimsuit if that's the problem...I'd get really bad tan lines but I'd do it for you."
His chest expanded visibly under his shirt as he sucked in a breath, "I have a lot of work during summer."
"It sounds like a no...your loss." I said in a playful tone even if it burned. I wanted to go with him instead, because he made me feel good, because I knew I'd have a good time. God I needed to start learning to do things by myself. "I'll go alone and send you pics."
"And make me die? No thanks." He groaned, rolling his eyes.
"You're one of the best people in my life right now, don't die please." I pouted and even if I was saying it to be silly I also meant that.
"Don't start pouting." Caleb shook his head and looked away from me, finishing the last bit of wine in his.
"Caleb." My voice sounded breathy, and I felt a little dizzy.
He looked up into my eyes. "Yeah?"
"Whatever happened to your mystery girl?" I asked, suddently thinking about what he had told me.
He blinked and then swallowed, as he gripped the table on either side of my body. "I kissed her." He said honestly, looking into my eyes and daring me to ask him more.
"And?" I tilted my head. "Did she leave her boyfriend and go running into your arms for a happily ever after?"
He laughed, though it sounded a little bitter. "No." He shook his head. "But it was the hottest moment of my life." He added, giving me a significant look. "I wish I knew what she thought about it but we haven't brought it up since."
I widened my eyes, realization dawning suddenly and I opened my mouth to speak but then shut it. "I-" I started but he backed up and shook his head. Oh my god. I was her. I was shocked. Oddly pleased too.
"Fuck. You don't have to say anything else Tara I'm sorry I even-" He couldn't finish his sentence because I had grabbed his arm and turned him back around to face me. I slid my hands up his chest and then back down before pulling his shirt from the waist band of his pants. "What are you doing?"
"You're still too dressed up." I replied, completely untucking his shirt before reaching up and unbuttoning the top few buttons but before I could do anything else he grabbed my wrists in his hand.
"What are you doing?" He asked again.
I didn't answer I just leaned in, standing on my toes and pressing my lips against his so softly it was barely a kiss. I pulled back, staring at his mouth and licking my lips as he let go of my wrists and flexed his hands. But before he could react my hands cupped the back of his head and this time there was nothing soft about my lips. "Kiss me." I ordered against his mouth, feeling confident and excited.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me flush against him as he took my mouth with his. He reached into my hair and it fell out of whatever was holding it up into his fingers so he could grip it and angle me just where he wanted. Finally.
"God you taste good." He moaned into my mouth and kissed me harder, his tongue sliding with mine as I gripped his shirt with both fists.
"I taste like wine." I pulled back and grinned before he took my mouth again with a possesiveness that surprised me.
"Wine is one of my favorite things." He replied as he pulled away from my lips to work his mouth down the skin of my neck. "You're going to have to tell me to stop Tara." He groaned into my collarbone before heading back up my neck the other way, his hands reaching down to cup my ass and pull me against his body hard. "Soon... or I won't be able to."
I moaned softly, one of my hands going to his hair as I tangled my fingers with his golden locks, doing what I had wanted to do since the day I had met him. "I'm not going to stop you." I breathed out, closing my eyes a moment and focusing on how good his lips felt on my skin, so soft and warm, and how wanted I felt right now.
My words made him pull his head back and I had to look at him again, I could see he was torn. "Tara, please." He swallowed and for a moment I saw a glimpse of that mand that always had everything under control.
I set my forehead against his, boring my eyes into his, "I don't want you to stop. I don't want to stop." I whispered then kissed him again, taking his lips and pouring myself into that kiss as my heart beat faster and faster.
He groaned against my mouth, kissing me back with a voracity that both surprised me and excited me, his hands gripping at my waist tightly to distance my body from him only to pull me back harder against his own hips. Oh god. "You're making me crazy." He muttered and there was still that trace of struggle in his voice.
"I'm crazy." I nodded as I hopped on the table, making a fist into his hair and opening my legs, them going around his waist and pulling him into me a moment later.
Another groan left his throat, deeper, sexier, it left me shivering. "I won't be able to stop." He repeated and I had the feeling he was saying that to himself.
"Good. You can be crazy with me." I whispered once I left his lips regretfully as my hands went to unbutton his shirt and expose his body. Which was as perfect as I had imagined if not more. My eyes dropped on his sculpted chest and his defined abs. "I want you." I breathed out, finsinf myself all hot for him and it wasn't just for his bodym it was the whole package that was a temptation I didn't want to fight. My open mouth went on his neck, my nostrils inhaling deeply his manly scent as I trailed down, exploring more of him both with my hands and lips, kissing, touching, sucking, caressing.
"F.uck Tara." He said in a raspy tone and after those two words something happened. Everything changed. There was no trace of the controlled Caleb I knew in the way he kissed me, in the way he cupped my a.ss and lifted me just so slightly from off the table to press his hips against me, to make me feel how hard he was getting. He was in control, but in control of me, he was a fury ready to make me his and I loved it. IT was intense and so damn hot I felt lightheaded.
I gasped, surprised in the best way, wanting to touch more, to taste more too. I pushed the sleeves of his shirt down his arms, tilting my head back and moaning loudly when he sucked on my neck then bite on that same spot. "Undress me." I managed to say, only hoping that my plea wouldn't bring him back to reality.
"This is like a f.ucking dream." He groaned but did as told, peeling my top of my body and glancing down to watch. "Better than a dream."
"Don't make me blush." I bit down on my lip as I claimed his lips again and this time it was my turn to press my hips against him, barely grinding against his erection and feeling a fire in me. I had lost my mind, it was official. I reached behind my back to unhook my bra, his hands joining mine as he kept me caged in his arms. "You're making me impatient." I whispered against his mouth as I bored my eyes into his, praying that he didn't want to stop me but just help me.
"You wont rush me Tara." Caleb growled and my eyes widened while my nipples got more defined against the fabric of my lacy bra.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice breathy because I was so turned on and anticipation was killing me.
"That's a loaded question." He admitted, reaching for the button on my jeans. "I want to taste every inch of you." He slid the zipper of my fly down and then slid his hands to my ass. I raised my hips almost instantly, my lips parted, but I let him keep talking. "I want to spend a little time just looking at what I never thought I could have." He admitted, slowly peeling the jeans off my long legs and tossing them aside before he went back and did just that, looking at me and growling and making me blush from head to toe.
"I feel like you're fucking me without even touching me....." I whispered and moaned as he growled again.
"You like my eyes on you...." He said, not phrasing it as a question but I nodded quickly. "You can take your bra off now." He said slowly, in a voice of forced control which only made him sound sexier as if he needed that. "Then your panties."
I moaned again and reached behind me to unhook my bra and let it slide down my torso, my eyes on his. Then my fingers slid down my stomach to hook in my panties and I shimmied them down too leaving me completely naked and practically begging him to touch me with his eyes. "Caleb...." I arched my hips and my breasts lifted. "More....please..." I arched again, clearly happy to give him control which seemed to suprise him a little.
He took a step closer and set his hand around to my lower back, then pulled up to arch my body into his as he leaned in and took one breast into his mouth.
I gasped and wrapped my legs around his waist again, impatinet like I'd said. He was too. "I want too much at once." He admitted before bringing his mouth to my other breast. "I want to spend hours on just your breasts, want to see if I could make you come from just this." I moaned and nodded and he swirled his tongue around my nipple before tugging it between his teeth and hearing me call out his name. "I want to see you fall apart in every way I can think of. From my fingers, from my tongue....I want to watch you use your own fingers and I want to watch every inch of me sink inside of you until I'm so deep neither of us can think about anything except how fucking good it feels."
I listened to him almost hypnotized, part of me surprised that this side of him, so sexy and hot, was the opposite of how he was usually. Sure he had a way with words and I couldn't wait to find out what he could do with his hands too since he was already so damn good with his voice only. "Do anything you want to me." I managed to breath out, meaning it because I needed him to take control of me, I felt so desired and I trusted him completely.
He looked up at me and his dark eyes showed his surprise. "Careful with what you say." He growled as his lips left my breast only to move up my chest and to my neck again while his hands ran up my thighs.
"I mean it." I moaned, in complete awe of him, my fingers tugging at his hair to guide his mouth to mine to kiss him deeply as my other hand searched for his hard stomach then slid down to reach for his belt.
Another groan left him as I felt his large hand stopping mine, his teeth sinking into my lip and tugging at it as he pulled his head back and stared at me with his gorgeous eyes. "You're going to kill me Tara." He muttered, dead serious.
"No please." I whispered and broke into a smile, unbuckling his belt and getting stopped again. "Let me touch you." I added my voice sounding like I was begging him.
He shook his head, grabbing both of my hands and setting them on the table behind me. "Not yet." He said and it sounded like an order. "I want you to make my dream come true first."
I swallowed and did as he wanted, my chest heaving up and down while I sat still, waiting impatiently. "Did you ever dream of me?" I asked and it was supposed to be just to tease him, but when he nodded my eyes widened. What...how hadn't I seen anything of this? "Caleb..." I trailed off, my voice a little breathy.
"You were saying my name like this." He confessed and ran his hand flat down my stomach, making me hold my breath when it finally stopped between my legs. Dear god. "Oh f.uck you're so wet."
I felt myself blushing even though at this point it was just silly. I was naked in front of him, completely at his mercy and willing to let him do whatever he wanted to me. "I can't remember the last time I was so turned on Caleb." I bit down on my lip, closing my eyes and moaning when his fingers grazed my p.ussy.
"You're so soft." He said quietly in that raspy voice as he nuzzled my neck in a cute way that clashed with the intensity of all the rest. "I had no idea I could have this effect on you."
I smiled at his words, wrapping one arm around his shoulders, "I couldn't know either until now." I chocked on my words when one of his fingers slid torturously slowly inside of me and I sank my nails into the skin of his back. "God Caleb." I moaned a little louder this time.
"Don't hold back baby....give my every sound." Caleb slid another finger into my and I cried out, my head tossing back perfectly for him to slide his tongue against the pulse point in my neck.
"You feel so good..." I whimpered and he watched my face as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, feeling me clench and pull him in just the way I would when it was his dick inside me.
He moved his thumb up to my clit, rolling it across the bundle of nerves as I shook and clenched, my moans getting louder and my body shaking. "You're so close..." His voice was hoarse as he pressed harder and curved his fingers inside of me.
I bowed off the table as I came, his name falling from my lips as he took me over the edge and brought me down slowly. "Caleb..." I moaned almost reverently before he was on his knees in front of me and h'd replaced his fingers with his tongue. "FU.CK!" My hands gripped his hair and I arched into him, shamelessly taking everything he was giving me. "Oh god I can't....I don't think I can...again."
He shook his head and pressed a kiss against my clit before he looked up at me. "You can. You will." He ordered and then he slid his fingers back inside of me, three this time, stretching me as his tongue worked worked the bundle of nerves just above my entrance.
I glanced down at him and swallowed, he was super serious about that. I wondered if that was possible. No one had ever been able to make me come twice, not even myself. Of course John was good, Andy was the best instead...so far. Because Caleb seemed to be even better and he hadn't even been inside of me yet. "I don't know if I can." I said in a breathy voice, my eyes glued on him as he pumped his fingers inside of me and god that was hot. It was like watching porn.
"You can but you're too tense." He said back with a confidence that left me wonder how many girls he had had under his skilled fingers. While he was really modest in the everyday life he seemed almost cocky now.
I nodded, wanting to trust him and focusing on him and his fingers. "How-" I started but cut myself off immediately as his tongue ran flat up my pussy. "God." I moaned. I lifted my left leg, leaning my ankle on his shoulder.
"You're closer than you think." He muttered against me, the vibration of his voice alone making me tighten against his fingers.
I was impatient but that same impatience was into his eyes too. Reaching for his hair again, I gripped it as I moved his hips at the same pace he was moving his fingers, them reaching the right spot every time while I wrapped myself around him. "This is unbelievable." I whispered, almost feeling as if I was living an extra corporeal experience, I was so aware of my body and the way it was reacting to him. It had never happened with anyone else before.
Caleb chuckled a little, making my fingers clutch his hair tighter, so he hummed as he sucked my clit into his mouth and I broke apart again.
"Oh my god!!!" I pushed my hips against his mouth as I rode out my second orgasm. He growled as he pulled away, kissing my inner thighs and then up my stomach. He ran his tongue along the undersides of my breasts as his hands gripped my thighs and wraped them around his waist. "Please let me touch you...." I asked, looking up at him with pleasure soaked eyes.
"Do it." He almost ordered.
I smiled, looking like he'd just told my christmas came early. I scrambled to sit up as my eyes roamed over his torso while my hands reached for his belt. "You won't stop me again?" I asked, undressing him almost slowly as if I was afraid he would.
He just smirked down at me. "I want your hands on me." He said seriously.
I pulled off his belt as I undid his pants. "What about my mouth?"
He nodded and tangled his fingers in my hair before he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me throughly while I pushed his pants down and ran my hand over his boxer briefs, finding his erection and making him hiss against my mouth. "Tara." He groaned and nuzzled into my neck as I pushed his boxers down too and then pushed him back. He stood up, feeling my need to just look. Goddamn. He had the perfect body, hard and muscular all over, a real man's body.
"Holy shit Caleb. Why do you ever wear clothes?" I asked so seriously it made him laugh again.
"I thought you wanted to touch me."
I tried to bite back a smirk but failed miserabily, wrapping my legs around his hips again to pull him closer to me, "Who's impatient now?" I asked in a breathy voice that showed how excited I am despite my attempt to act calm and sexy.
"I already waited for so long." He replied in a low tone, his hands dropping on my thighs and squeezing them as he kept his eyes on me, letting me read all the frustration. Had I been blind? And mostly, why? Why did he like me? "For months." He added.
"What's 5 more minutes?" I whispered and leaned into him just enough to have my lips a few inches from is as my hands moved down his torso torturously slow, teasing him on purpose.
"It's 5 minutes too long Tara." He groaned, the look into his eyes so intense it made him look like a man this close to lose his sanity.
I brushed my lips against his, just when my fingers moved past his navel, "But I want to take my time." I pouted, not meaning it for even a second. I had already wasted so much time during the last year of my life and with Caleb here, so hot trating me like this, I didn't want to lose even a moment.
"You're teasing me." He captured my bottom lip with his teeth, biting down hard and making me moan a little.
I ignored his words completely, instead I finally wrapped my hand around his thick erection, "Maybe I should tie your hands while I touch you."
"F.uck Tara." He hissed between clenched teeth and all that control that he was trying to keep was just so sexy, because I knew that once it'd be gone there would only be a hurricane of sensations and pleasure. I knew it now.
"Don't you like the idea?" I asked, stroking him slowly and wrapping my free hand around his nape to keep him close to me, eye to eye, my legs still caging him.
"Yes..." He trailed off and closed his eyes, his lips parted just a little, "No."
I couldn't resist and I sucked his bottom lip gently, "You sound confused." I whispered as I moved my hands a little faster, so impossibly turned on by how he was reacting to me. His face, the sounds he made, how he gripped my legs tight...everything.
He opened his eyes again, and it was like looking into a stormy ocean. "No I want to touch you." He groaned even though it sounded like a plea too and his hands trailed up my body again, as if he was afraid I could stop being there.
"I want your hands on me." I whispered as I kissed down his neck then further down, making my way down to his stomach and pausing only to place small bites here and there while I slid down the table where I was sitting, my hand still stroking him. "But now I need you to let me take care of you." I added as I sank to my knees, looking up at him and licking his balls before taking one into my mouth.
"Tara!" Caleb groaned and gripped my hair almost losing his balance from surprise.
"Mmmm" My tongue ran flat up the underside of my dick as my eyes searched his. I couldn't stop looking at him, I wanted to please him and make him come so bad.
"So good...." He ran his hand down my cheek before I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock and then took him deep into my hot mouth. "Shit" Jis eyes closed tight and I could see for a moment he lost control, my lips working him, sliding to the back of my throat over and over, my hand stroking whatever didn't fit inside my mouth. A low stream of curses left his lips incoherently mixed with praises of how good and perfect and sexy I was.
I moaned and he opened his eyes to watch as my free hand cupped my breast and teased my nipple. "Caleb." I moaned against him. "I never want to stop but I want so much more at the same time." I admitted, eyes wide and lips red from sucking him.
"I know the feeling." He replied horsely.
"I've never felt sexier in my life." I whispered, almost as if it was an admission.
He cupped my face and pulled me back to my feet, his hands running down my back and pulling me against his body, making me feel...protected. Safe. "I've never met anyone sexier than you Tara." He kissed me, hard and deep and making me want to cry for how perfect that moment felt compared to the past year of my life.
I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around him to press closer. "I want you inside of me so bad." I whispered as he grabbed my ass, hooking my legs around his waist as he pressed me into the wall and arched his hips into mine. "Yes...." I gasped as his lips hit my neck and he nibbled his way up to my ear.
"I need my pants." He groaned into my skin.
"What?" I looked down at him in lusty confusion and he kissed me before smirking.
"Protection." He clarified.
I shook my head, gripping at his hair to keep him from moving as I bit down my lip, his words only confirming me how good of a man he was. "No, we don't need that." I told him softly.
He shook his head himself, "We can't risk it Tara." He said seriously.
"I'm on the pill." I said as I broke into a wide grin, bringing his lips to mine again and kissing him.
I felt his lips curve into a smile against my mouth, his hands back on me as he pushed his hard body against mine again. "Oh." He muttered, not hiding his satisfaction, "Perfect."
I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, basically climbing him like a tree while I bored my eyes into his. "Why aren't you inside of me yet?" I whispered.
He grabbed my a.ss, lifting me from the floor like I weighted nothing, "No idea." He grinned at me and in that moment we were like teenagers, so excited and h.orny and silly. It felt great.
His hips flexed, his d.ick rubbing against my p.ussy as our eyes went to where our body were meeting and oh my god. "Caleb." I swallowed, holding my breath then leaving it out in a long moan when he slid inside of me, "Caleb!" I repeated again but this time I nearly screamed. The feeling of having him inside of me...it was unreal.
He growled as his eyes searched for mine, "You're so f.ucking tight." He said between clenched teeth, arching his back and pushing deeper inside of me, stretching me forcefully, "Christ."
"You barely fit me." I choked on my words, all those feelings overwhelming and still I wanted more, so I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips and pressed my heels against his naked b.utt to keep him there.
He brushed his lips up my neck, stopping behind my ear and making me shiver, "It's the perfect fit." He groaned and kept me pressed against the wall before pulling back just enough to push back inside of me, starting moving torturously slow.
"Yes...god Caleb yes, just like that." I moaned in a voice that didn't even sound like mine, taking him at every thrust and wanting him to never stop.
I kept his face buried in my neck as I gripped him hard. I'd never had sex like this, like every atom of my body was connected to his and taking pleasure and giving it too. He tugged on my earlobe with his teeth and I moaned and sunk my nails into his back.
"More..." I moaned, almost pleaded as he slid deep and held himself there.
He groaned and held my ass tighter before walking over to one of the tables. He set me down, pulling out of me and making me whimper and arch my whole body towards his.
"This isn't more." I pouted but my words almost sounded like a threat which made him smirk.
"Are you sure?" He gripped my thighs and slammed back into me, the new angle getting him deeper and my scream was almost drowned out by the roar coming from his own throat. "Fucking hell Tara..." He groaned and let his body take over. His hands moved to my waist so he could fuck me hard in earnest while watching everything, my eyes watching him, my hair a mess and my breasts moving with the force of his thrusts. His eyes moved between my legs and he watched as he disappeared over and over into my body, my own eyes watching that and feeling like fainting for how hot it was.
"Caleb..." I moaned again, my hands moving to my breasts and he groaned.
"Do you know what it does to me hearing you say my name like that?" He growled, angling his hips upward to hit a spot that made my head fall back. "I don't think I'm ever going to stop." He admitted.
For a brief moment his words brought me back to the real word, where I had just broken up with John and I was having sex with his cousin. Amazing mind blowing sex, but still. What was next for me? I refused to ruin the moment and let my sex fogged mind forget about everything instead, my hands squeezing my breasts as I shut my eyes tight. "I wish." I breathed out, letting go completely and focusing on him only.
His hips kept moving relentlessly, each thrust hitting the spot that was making me see stars. "Tara." He said between gritted teeth while I felt his hands gripping at my hips to keep in place. "Tara." He repeated, making my name sound like an order.
My eyes fluttered open and I found his dark eyes looking for mine, their expression softening as I smiled at him. "Yes?" I asked in a breathy voice, not sure about what he wanted.
He took a moment to answer, using it to pull almost all the way out then slammed inside of me again, "Don't close your beautiful eyes." He roared.
"Fuck!" I moaned out loud, tightening around him and widening my eyes indeed, "If you keep doing that I'll come sooner than later." I added, not wanting this to be over just yes.
A smirk curved his lips, "That's the point." He groaned before repeating the motion and making me scream again. "Oh Christ I can't wait to make you come for me again." He added in a low voice.
"Come with me." I moaned, bending my legs and setting my feet on the edge of the table, allowing him to go even deeper if possible. "I want to watch you coming inside of me, with me."
My words seemed to make him lost it and a low feral sound escaped from him throat, "You kill me Tara." Was all he said before starting pounding hard, deep and fast, no trace of control in how he was f.ucking me and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
I started spasming around him, my whole body tensing and my back arching off the table while my orgasm hit me so hard I could barely remember to breathe, there was no more air in my lungs because of how loud I was screaming his name, it seeming never ending as he started coming a moment later, "Oh my god." I choked out, keeping my eyes on him as my hand dropped between my legs and I rubbed my clit to make it last longer.
"Holy shit." Caleb groaned under his breath as we both tried to catch our breaths.
"Yeah." I pulled myself up into a sitting position to kiss him slowly and he savored every taste of my mouth. He was still inside of me and the longer I kissed him the more ready he was to take me again. "Put my shirt on." He said against my lips, grabbing it from the floor and handing it to me.
"What?" I asked, my brain barely working.
He smirked. "We're going to my bed Tara. Put my shirt on so you're not walking naked through my winery."
I blushed and bit my lip. "Oh." I slid my arms through the sleeves of his shirt but left it unbuttoned. "I'm guessing we're not done yet?"
He shook his head as he pulled on his pants and grabbed my hand. "Not even close."
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I woke up slowly, my eyes still closed as I rolled over onto my side, my legs a bit sore and my head dizzy. I had no idea of what time it was, but my guess was that it was early and I hadn't slept more than a few hours and I wasn't in my bed. Or John's bed, which now was his only and I was homeless and with literally nothing since all my stuff was still at his place. I had to find an apartment, go get my clothes and all what was mine...the thought alone was enough to make me panic and get me an headache too. But right now I had more urgent matters to think about...I had slept with Caleb. As I finally fond the courage to open my eyes I found him there, close to me, sleeping pacefully and with an expression oh his handsome face that made my heart ache a little. What the h.ell had I thought? He was John's cousin and his friend too...and I didn't want to ruin that. The problem was that I hadn't thought about anything really, he was there for me in a moment when I didn't want to be alone, and it wasn't just that, he was just so amazing because he listened to me, he understood me, he was such a great man. As if he wasn't perfect enough as he was, he was also a hurricane in and out of bed, if I replayed the hours spent together I coud still feel him inside of me, huge and hard giving me so much pleasure I didn't even know how to handle it. I kept motionless for a while, staring at him, trying to figure out what to do but the more I thought about it the more nervous I got. There was no way to make this thing work without damage, even if I liked him and I wished I could go on and see how far we could get...I just couldn't. But how was he going to react instead? Maybe it was better for us both to pretend this never happened, we could go back to be friends and John didn't have to know anything about us. If something went wrong I had a lot to loose because Caleb was my landlord too and the last thing I needed was to find another place for my bakery, as if looking for a new place to live in wasn't enough. My worries kept growing in number and I felt as if I couldn't even breath, I felt this thing in my chest, this weight on my heart. What the fuck was wrong with me, fucking my ex' cousin?! God I was awful. And still I couldn't even regret what I had done because it had been epic. I couldn't stay in this bed a second longer. I got up carefully, looking around for my clothes only to remember that I had left them on the floor of my bakery, so I grabbed the shirt Caleb had given to me the night before and wore it with a belt around my waist, as if it was a dress...a dress my a.ss. I had no panties and no bra on wither, all I could do was pray that no one would see me sneak back into my bakery. My eyes landed back on Caleb and for a moment, just a tiny moment, I considered waking him, but I knew that if I did I wouldn't be able to take good decision so I left him a note on his bedside table to tell him that he'd get his shirt back with a coffe when he'd come to my bakery, thinking that it wa s agood way to let him know that he was still welcomed, that our routine would stay the same. Or at least I hoped so. I bent over him and placed a small kiss on his scruffy cheek, risking it, but I couldn't resist, his cologne filling my nostrils and making it harder for me to leave. But I had to, and I did.
A knock on the back door almost made me fall from the chair, my heart beating faster until I saw Caleb peeking from the glass window. I got up and unlocked the door, opening it and putting a smile on my face. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I saw the lights on, it seemed odd to me..." He trailed off, studying my face first then glancing behind me at my glass. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?"
I nodded my head, not ready to talk about this now, not with him. We had kissed and that wasn't one of the reason why I had decided to break things with John, but I had been thinking about my night out with Caleb and I had realized that I wasn't happy, that my relationship wasn't giving me what I wanted and needed. "Yes, I finished working late." I shrugged nonchalantly. "What are you doing awake?"
"I was having a hard time sleeping." He explained and walked past me, acting suspicious. "Were you drinking?"
"Just a glass of wine. Or two." I grinned, deciding to act as if nothing had happened to me. "Do you want to join me?" The words were out of my mouth before I realized it. "You don't have to..." I trailed off.
He stopped me. "Every time I see you lately you seem more and more upset." He pointed out.
I shook my head. "And every time you make me feel better."
He sighed. "Tell me it's good wine at least." He narrowed his eyes and I laughed.
"It's yours." I shrugged.
"Good answer." He walked in and waited for me to pour him a glass of the deep red wine. It was one of his favorites maybe because I had seen him pick it in many occasions.
"Why are you awake?" I asked, since it was late.
He shrugged and leaned back in one of the comfy chairs in the window of my cafe. "I usually stay up late. I've never seen you here at this hour."
I refilled my glass. "Yeah." I nodded and took a long sip of my wine.
"You look beautiful tonight." He told me honestly.
"Why do you always say that to me?" I asked softly, looking up at him and blinkin.
"Because usually it makes you smile. And it's true."
I smiled, without even realizing it, but when I did I also realized he was right. "Thank you." I answered quietly, feeling my cheeks blush as I glanced down at my glass, "You're too good me." I added.
"Every man would think you're beautiful." He shook his head and offered a small smirk.
"But not every man is like you." I said back, honestly, then took another sip of wine.
"Are you drunk already?" He joked and I really really appreciated that. We could pretend everything was fine, but we both knew there was something wrong with me and I liked that he was trying to cheer me up without saying it.
I rolled my eyes and bit back a grin, "No, not yet."
"I'm not that good to you. It's just convenient because you own a bakery and not only I get to taste delicious food, but I got a delicious coffee every morning too." He grinned back at me, bringing his own glass to his lips and showing me a side of him I didn't know much. His playful side, which he didn't show much.
"Stop being silly." I shook my head, smiling softly at him, "I mean it." I added quietly, thinking about how he had always been there for me lately. I didn't know how he could think he wasn't that good.
He let out a sigh, "I don't know how to answer that." He said honestly.
"I'm giving you two options. Either you can't know because you don't know me that much or thank you Tara you're right." I teased him, leaning into him from across the table as I raised one eyebrow at him. "Careful with what you pick because there will be consequences."
"Thank you Tara you're right." Caleb replied, smirking back at me. That smirk was what had got me in trouble the night at the club but I was sure no one was really immune to that.
I licked my lips and leaned back in my chair. "That's a real good look for you." I sighed, not biting my tongue because I didn't have to anymore. He looked down at the same suit he'd worn all day, one I'd seen him in. "No not the outfit. Though you do look good in a suit." I grinned.
He smirked again. "Oh yeah?"
I pointed at his face. "That." I said seriously. "That smile is sexy as hell."
He stopped grinning and swallowed as he ran his hand through his hair and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. No wonder why he couldn't date, he didn't even know how to take an innocent compliment. "Tara." He almost groaned.
"What's wrong?"
He set his wine glass down and stood up. "You should go home. And I should go to bed." He sighed. He was putting a distance, like he always did. Only I wasn't ready to feel alone just yet.
I pouted up at him from my seat. "Why?" I asked and wondered if this had anything to do with the kiss we'd shared that night we'd gone dancing. None of us had brought it up again and things hadn't been awkward either.
"Because...." He sighed again.
"Come on Caleb, I feel lame drinking alone."
He grabbed his glass of wine, drinking it all in one shot and then going over to drink another glass. "If I'm going to stay I need to catch up."
"You're all caught up now." I told him as I shot him an amused look because he had too respect for his wine to just swallow it like it was cheap vodka. Something had to be wrong with him too, maybe he had gone to another date and it had been bad.
He raised his brow and leaned against the counter instead of sitting again, basically towering me as he looked down at me. "Are you telling me you had two glass only?" He questioned and I nodded. "You look like you had more than two." He added.
"I told you, I'm not used to drink, I get buzzed easily." I answered nonchalantly. And took another sip. I felt his eyes on my while I focused on the wine instead, I had no idea of what he could be thinking, just like I didn't know if him being here was really a good idea. I was always happy to have Caleb around but tonight he seemed particularily...I didn't know, almost as if he didn't really want to be here with me and he was just because I asked him to, making me guess he was just pitying me. "You don't really have to stay." I added after a moment.
He ignored my words completely, "Where's John?" He asked instead.
I almost cringed at the name of the man who was now just another ex, just another mistake. "He's home." I answered shortly before changing the subject, not wanting him to make more questions, "Why are you still wearing your suit?"
My trick worked and he shrugged, "Too lazy to get changed?"
I got up, reaching for his glass and setting it on the table next to mine, "It looks a little uncomfortable." I said as if that explained the fact that I was sliding my hands under his jacket and on his shoulders to push the heavy cloth down his strong arms, "You're making me feel underdressed." I added in a playful tone.
He stared at me, almost hypnotized, his body hard and tense, "You're in your element." He commented in a low tone that almost made me shiver, "But you look tired."
I didn't even bother to put a distance between us, instead I grabbed my glass against after setting his jacket on the closest chair, "You have no idea of how tired I am." I said honestly, letting out the fact that it wasn't just physical, but mostly emotional.
"But you don't want to go home." He pointed out carefully, pushing a loose stray of my hair out of my face.
I lifted my glass to my lips, almost panicking because there was no home anymore for me. I still had to figure out where I'd live, I had to collect all my things from John's place...it was just the beginning of a time of my life I already knew it'd be hard. The thought alone made me want to cry. "When I'm here I relax and that's what I need." I breathed out, trying to keep my tone in check and not telling him anything more than that.
"You can't sleep here." He teased and I blinked up at him, not even cracking a smile. I could instead, I probably would too. He tilted my face up and looked into my eyes that showed so much more than my words did. "Tara. What's wrong?"
"I'm not tired so I don't need to sleep yet." I shrugged, still not telling him anything.
He sighed as he sat down on the chair next to the one I'd tossed his jacket on. "You don't open up very easily." He told me, sipping his wine and refilling my glass. At that I started laughing. "What?!"
"You're telling me I don't open up easy?!" I laughed some more. "You're way worse than I am."
He chuckled and shrugged. "Okay. How can I open up more?" He asked, leaning in and watching me sip my wine and lick my lips. "You already know about my family, and my ex-wife. What else is there?"
"Plenty!" I laughed. "What do you do for fun?"
"Well there's this bakery near my house and the owner makes me treats and lets me bother her every day." He replied, trying to keep a straight face.
"Oh wow." I played around. "Does she have good food?"
He nodded. "The best food I've ever had." He agreed. "And I've had plenty of good food."
I smirked but hid it quickly. "So you bother bakery owners for fun? That's boring."
He laughed. "It's less boring because she's really hot." He said seriously, then winced as if regretting it already.
"You think I'm hot?" I asked, blinking back at him.
He rolled his eyes. "We've been over this."
I shook my head. "No you said I was beautiful before. There's a difference between hot and beautiful."
He widened his eyes. "Oh? I always thought women preferred beautiful."
I nodded. "We do usually. But that's actually because of the difference between the two."
He took another sip of his wine before he spoke again. "Okay I'll bite. What's the difference?"
"Beautiful is something that you recognize without really thinking about it. Something you appreciate and admire without getting too personal." I shrugged.
"That's very deep." He grinned. "What about hot?"
"Hot is pretty directly linked to lust." I shrugged.
He froze with his wine glass halfway to his mouth as he looked back at me. "Well then you know I think you're hot." He replied simply, bringing the glass back to his lips and taking another long sip. "I also like to play basketball with my friends." He added, trying to change the subject and go back to my original question. "And anything that has to do with the beach. I love the beach."
"Mhm." I mumbled as I took another sip of wine that was getting me closer and closer to be drunk, nodding my head, "I bet that you make girls faint when you go to the beach."
He widened his eyes, "That sounds awful." He said, "Imagine a beach full of girls passed out."
I laughed, "Oh my god a joke! So you can joke!" I teased him and he rewarded me with a grin, "Seriously though, you can not be aware of your looks Caleb."
"I don't like to brag about it." He shrugged nonchalantly and killed me, because that was exactly how he was. An amazing man who didn't give himself enough credit.
"You should." I pointed out, licking my lips as I thought about being on a beach, the warm sun on my skin, the sounds of waves crashing...Caleb half naked. God he had to be too hot, even if I had never seen him undressed I could imagine how perfect his body had to be. In a moment of alcohol induced honesty I admitted to myself that phisically he was much more my type than John. "I haven't gone to the beach since last year." I added.
"Why? Too busy making delicious food for me?" He asked in a teasing voice.
"Exactly." I laughed. "I'd ask you to come with me one of these days but I'd feel like I'd patronize your time. I'm always asking something from you lately."
"I don't mind that." He shrugged, running his hand through his hair and making that super thoughtful expression again, "But I don't think it'd be a good idea."
"Why?" I breathed out, feeling a little upset about it with no reason at all.
He swallowed then shook his head, "I can only imagine how hot you look in a bikini." He said eventually.
I bit down on my lip, blushing at the compliment, "That sounds like a good reason to come with me instead." I told him, stright flirting at this point. The wine was starting to have some kind of effect on me.
He blinked at me, looking surprised, "Tara...I have a hard time saying no to you." He confessed in a soft voice.
"Then don't." I told him just as softly, stepping between his legs and leaning my ass against the table as I looked down at him, "I can wear a one piece swimsuit if that's the problem...I'd get really bad tan lines but I'd do it for you."
His chest expanded visibly under his shirt as he sucked in a breath, "I have a lot of work during summer."
"It sounds like a no...your loss." I said in a playful tone even if it burned. I wanted to go with him instead, because he made me feel good, because I knew I'd have a good time. God I needed to start learning to do things by myself. "I'll go alone and send you pics."
"And make me die? No thanks." He groaned, rolling his eyes.
"You're one of the best people in my life right now, don't die please." I pouted and even if I was saying it to be silly I also meant that.
"Don't start pouting." Caleb shook his head and looked away from me, finishing the last bit of wine in his.
"Caleb." My voice sounded breathy, and I felt a little dizzy.
He looked up into my eyes. "Yeah?"
"Whatever happened to your mystery girl?" I asked, suddently thinking about what he had told me.
He blinked and then swallowed, as he gripped the table on either side of my body. "I kissed her." He said honestly, looking into my eyes and daring me to ask him more.
"And?" I tilted my head. "Did she leave her boyfriend and go running into your arms for a happily ever after?"
He laughed, though it sounded a little bitter. "No." He shook his head. "But it was the hottest moment of my life." He added, giving me a significant look. "I wish I knew what she thought about it but we haven't brought it up since."
I widened my eyes, realization dawning suddenly and I opened my mouth to speak but then shut it. "I-" I started but he backed up and shook his head. Oh my god. I was her. I was shocked. Oddly pleased too.
"Fuck. You don't have to say anything else Tara I'm sorry I even-" He couldn't finish his sentence because I had grabbed his arm and turned him back around to face me. I slid my hands up his chest and then back down before pulling his shirt from the waist band of his pants. "What are you doing?"
"You're still too dressed up." I replied, completely untucking his shirt before reaching up and unbuttoning the top few buttons but before I could do anything else he grabbed my wrists in his hand.
"What are you doing?" He asked again.
I didn't answer I just leaned in, standing on my toes and pressing my lips against his so softly it was barely a kiss. I pulled back, staring at his mouth and licking my lips as he let go of my wrists and flexed his hands. But before he could react my hands cupped the back of his head and this time there was nothing soft about my lips. "Kiss me." I ordered against his mouth, feeling confident and excited.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me flush against him as he took my mouth with his. He reached into my hair and it fell out of whatever was holding it up into his fingers so he could grip it and angle me just where he wanted. Finally.
"God you taste good." He moaned into my mouth and kissed me harder, his tongue sliding with mine as I gripped his shirt with both fists.
"I taste like wine." I pulled back and grinned before he took my mouth again with a possesiveness that surprised me.
"Wine is one of my favorite things." He replied as he pulled away from my lips to work his mouth down the skin of my neck. "You're going to have to tell me to stop Tara." He groaned into my collarbone before heading back up my neck the other way, his hands reaching down to cup my ass and pull me against his body hard. "Soon... or I won't be able to."
I moaned softly, one of my hands going to his hair as I tangled my fingers with his golden locks, doing what I had wanted to do since the day I had met him. "I'm not going to stop you." I breathed out, closing my eyes a moment and focusing on how good his lips felt on my skin, so soft and warm, and how wanted I felt right now.
My words made him pull his head back and I had to look at him again, I could see he was torn. "Tara, please." He swallowed and for a moment I saw a glimpse of that mand that always had everything under control.
I set my forehead against his, boring my eyes into his, "I don't want you to stop. I don't want to stop." I whispered then kissed him again, taking his lips and pouring myself into that kiss as my heart beat faster and faster.
He groaned against my mouth, kissing me back with a voracity that both surprised me and excited me, his hands gripping at my waist tightly to distance my body from him only to pull me back harder against his own hips. Oh god. "You're making me crazy." He muttered and there was still that trace of struggle in his voice.
"I'm crazy." I nodded as I hopped on the table, making a fist into his hair and opening my legs, them going around his waist and pulling him into me a moment later.
Another groan left his throat, deeper, sexier, it left me shivering. "I won't be able to stop." He repeated and I had the feeling he was saying that to himself.
"Good. You can be crazy with me." I whispered once I left his lips regretfully as my hands went to unbutton his shirt and expose his body. Which was as perfect as I had imagined if not more. My eyes dropped on his sculpted chest and his defined abs. "I want you." I breathed out, finsinf myself all hot for him and it wasn't just for his bodym it was the whole package that was a temptation I didn't want to fight. My open mouth went on his neck, my nostrils inhaling deeply his manly scent as I trailed down, exploring more of him both with my hands and lips, kissing, touching, sucking, caressing.
"F.uck Tara." He said in a raspy tone and after those two words something happened. Everything changed. There was no trace of the controlled Caleb I knew in the way he kissed me, in the way he cupped my a.ss and lifted me just so slightly from off the table to press his hips against me, to make me feel how hard he was getting. He was in control, but in control of me, he was a fury ready to make me his and I loved it. IT was intense and so damn hot I felt lightheaded.
I gasped, surprised in the best way, wanting to touch more, to taste more too. I pushed the sleeves of his shirt down his arms, tilting my head back and moaning loudly when he sucked on my neck then bite on that same spot. "Undress me." I managed to say, only hoping that my plea wouldn't bring him back to reality.
"This is like a f.ucking dream." He groaned but did as told, peeling my top of my body and glancing down to watch. "Better than a dream."
"Don't make me blush." I bit down on my lip as I claimed his lips again and this time it was my turn to press my hips against him, barely grinding against his erection and feeling a fire in me. I had lost my mind, it was official. I reached behind my back to unhook my bra, his hands joining mine as he kept me caged in his arms. "You're making me impatient." I whispered against his mouth as I bored my eyes into his, praying that he didn't want to stop me but just help me.
"You wont rush me Tara." Caleb growled and my eyes widened while my nipples got more defined against the fabric of my lacy bra.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice breathy because I was so turned on and anticipation was killing me.
"That's a loaded question." He admitted, reaching for the button on my jeans. "I want to taste every inch of you." He slid the zipper of my fly down and then slid his hands to my ass. I raised my hips almost instantly, my lips parted, but I let him keep talking. "I want to spend a little time just looking at what I never thought I could have." He admitted, slowly peeling the jeans off my long legs and tossing them aside before he went back and did just that, looking at me and growling and making me blush from head to toe.
"I feel like you're fucking me without even touching me....." I whispered and moaned as he growled again.
"You like my eyes on you...." He said, not phrasing it as a question but I nodded quickly. "You can take your bra off now." He said slowly, in a voice of forced control which only made him sound sexier as if he needed that. "Then your panties."
I moaned again and reached behind me to unhook my bra and let it slide down my torso, my eyes on his. Then my fingers slid down my stomach to hook in my panties and I shimmied them down too leaving me completely naked and practically begging him to touch me with his eyes. "Caleb...." I arched my hips and my breasts lifted. "More....please..." I arched again, clearly happy to give him control which seemed to suprise him a little.
He took a step closer and set his hand around to my lower back, then pulled up to arch my body into his as he leaned in and took one breast into his mouth.
I gasped and wrapped my legs around his waist again, impatinet like I'd said. He was too. "I want too much at once." He admitted before bringing his mouth to my other breast. "I want to spend hours on just your breasts, want to see if I could make you come from just this." I moaned and nodded and he swirled his tongue around my nipple before tugging it between his teeth and hearing me call out his name. "I want to see you fall apart in every way I can think of. From my fingers, from my tongue....I want to watch you use your own fingers and I want to watch every inch of me sink inside of you until I'm so deep neither of us can think about anything except how fucking good it feels."
I listened to him almost hypnotized, part of me surprised that this side of him, so sexy and hot, was the opposite of how he was usually. Sure he had a way with words and I couldn't wait to find out what he could do with his hands too since he was already so damn good with his voice only. "Do anything you want to me." I managed to breath out, meaning it because I needed him to take control of me, I felt so desired and I trusted him completely.
He looked up at me and his dark eyes showed his surprise. "Careful with what you say." He growled as his lips left my breast only to move up my chest and to my neck again while his hands ran up my thighs.
"I mean it." I moaned, in complete awe of him, my fingers tugging at his hair to guide his mouth to mine to kiss him deeply as my other hand searched for his hard stomach then slid down to reach for his belt.
Another groan left him as I felt his large hand stopping mine, his teeth sinking into my lip and tugging at it as he pulled his head back and stared at me with his gorgeous eyes. "You're going to kill me Tara." He muttered, dead serious.
"No please." I whispered and broke into a smile, unbuckling his belt and getting stopped again. "Let me touch you." I added my voice sounding like I was begging him.
He shook his head, grabbing both of my hands and setting them on the table behind me. "Not yet." He said and it sounded like an order. "I want you to make my dream come true first."
I swallowed and did as he wanted, my chest heaving up and down while I sat still, waiting impatiently. "Did you ever dream of me?" I asked and it was supposed to be just to tease him, but when he nodded my eyes widened. What...how hadn't I seen anything of this? "Caleb..." I trailed off, my voice a little breathy.
"You were saying my name like this." He confessed and ran his hand flat down my stomach, making me hold my breath when it finally stopped between my legs. Dear god. "Oh f.uck you're so wet."
I felt myself blushing even though at this point it was just silly. I was naked in front of him, completely at his mercy and willing to let him do whatever he wanted to me. "I can't remember the last time I was so turned on Caleb." I bit down on my lip, closing my eyes and moaning when his fingers grazed my p.ussy.
"You're so soft." He said quietly in that raspy voice as he nuzzled my neck in a cute way that clashed with the intensity of all the rest. "I had no idea I could have this effect on you."
I smiled at his words, wrapping one arm around his shoulders, "I couldn't know either until now." I chocked on my words when one of his fingers slid torturously slowly inside of me and I sank my nails into the skin of his back. "God Caleb." I moaned a little louder this time.
"Don't hold back baby....give my every sound." Caleb slid another finger into my and I cried out, my head tossing back perfectly for him to slide his tongue against the pulse point in my neck.
"You feel so good..." I whimpered and he watched my face as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, feeling me clench and pull him in just the way I would when it was his dick inside me.
He moved his thumb up to my clit, rolling it across the bundle of nerves as I shook and clenched, my moans getting louder and my body shaking. "You're so close..." His voice was hoarse as he pressed harder and curved his fingers inside of me.
I bowed off the table as I came, his name falling from my lips as he took me over the edge and brought me down slowly. "Caleb..." I moaned almost reverently before he was on his knees in front of me and h'd replaced his fingers with his tongue. "FU.CK!" My hands gripped his hair and I arched into him, shamelessly taking everything he was giving me. "Oh god I can't....I don't think I can...again."
He shook his head and pressed a kiss against my clit before he looked up at me. "You can. You will." He ordered and then he slid his fingers back inside of me, three this time, stretching me as his tongue worked worked the bundle of nerves just above my entrance.
I glanced down at him and swallowed, he was super serious about that. I wondered if that was possible. No one had ever been able to make me come twice, not even myself. Of course John was good, Andy was the best instead...so far. Because Caleb seemed to be even better and he hadn't even been inside of me yet. "I don't know if I can." I said in a breathy voice, my eyes glued on him as he pumped his fingers inside of me and god that was hot. It was like watching porn.
"You can but you're too tense." He said back with a confidence that left me wonder how many girls he had had under his skilled fingers. While he was really modest in the everyday life he seemed almost cocky now.
I nodded, wanting to trust him and focusing on him and his fingers. "How-" I started but cut myself off immediately as his tongue ran flat up my pussy. "God." I moaned. I lifted my left leg, leaning my ankle on his shoulder.
"You're closer than you think." He muttered against me, the vibration of his voice alone making me tighten against his fingers.
I was impatient but that same impatience was into his eyes too. Reaching for his hair again, I gripped it as I moved his hips at the same pace he was moving his fingers, them reaching the right spot every time while I wrapped myself around him. "This is unbelievable." I whispered, almost feeling as if I was living an extra corporeal experience, I was so aware of my body and the way it was reacting to him. It had never happened with anyone else before.
Caleb chuckled a little, making my fingers clutch his hair tighter, so he hummed as he sucked my clit into his mouth and I broke apart again.
"Oh my god!!!" I pushed my hips against his mouth as I rode out my second orgasm. He growled as he pulled away, kissing my inner thighs and then up my stomach. He ran his tongue along the undersides of my breasts as his hands gripped my thighs and wraped them around his waist. "Please let me touch you...." I asked, looking up at him with pleasure soaked eyes.
"Do it." He almost ordered.
I smiled, looking like he'd just told my christmas came early. I scrambled to sit up as my eyes roamed over his torso while my hands reached for his belt. "You won't stop me again?" I asked, undressing him almost slowly as if I was afraid he would.
He just smirked down at me. "I want your hands on me." He said seriously.
I pulled off his belt as I undid his pants. "What about my mouth?"
He nodded and tangled his fingers in my hair before he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me throughly while I pushed his pants down and ran my hand over his boxer briefs, finding his erection and making him hiss against my mouth. "Tara." He groaned and nuzzled into my neck as I pushed his boxers down too and then pushed him back. He stood up, feeling my need to just look. Goddamn. He had the perfect body, hard and muscular all over, a real man's body.
"Holy shit Caleb. Why do you ever wear clothes?" I asked so seriously it made him laugh again.
"I thought you wanted to touch me."
I tried to bite back a smirk but failed miserabily, wrapping my legs around his hips again to pull him closer to me, "Who's impatient now?" I asked in a breathy voice that showed how excited I am despite my attempt to act calm and sexy.
"I already waited for so long." He replied in a low tone, his hands dropping on my thighs and squeezing them as he kept his eyes on me, letting me read all the frustration. Had I been blind? And mostly, why? Why did he like me? "For months." He added.
"What's 5 more minutes?" I whispered and leaned into him just enough to have my lips a few inches from is as my hands moved down his torso torturously slow, teasing him on purpose.
"It's 5 minutes too long Tara." He groaned, the look into his eyes so intense it made him look like a man this close to lose his sanity.
I brushed my lips against his, just when my fingers moved past his navel, "But I want to take my time." I pouted, not meaning it for even a second. I had already wasted so much time during the last year of my life and with Caleb here, so hot trating me like this, I didn't want to lose even a moment.
"You're teasing me." He captured my bottom lip with his teeth, biting down hard and making me moan a little.
I ignored his words completely, instead I finally wrapped my hand around his thick erection, "Maybe I should tie your hands while I touch you."
"F.uck Tara." He hissed between clenched teeth and all that control that he was trying to keep was just so sexy, because I knew that once it'd be gone there would only be a hurricane of sensations and pleasure. I knew it now.
"Don't you like the idea?" I asked, stroking him slowly and wrapping my free hand around his nape to keep him close to me, eye to eye, my legs still caging him.
"Yes..." He trailed off and closed his eyes, his lips parted just a little, "No."
I couldn't resist and I sucked his bottom lip gently, "You sound confused." I whispered as I moved my hands a little faster, so impossibly turned on by how he was reacting to me. His face, the sounds he made, how he gripped my legs tight...everything.
He opened his eyes again, and it was like looking into a stormy ocean. "No I want to touch you." He groaned even though it sounded like a plea too and his hands trailed up my body again, as if he was afraid I could stop being there.
"I want your hands on me." I whispered as I kissed down his neck then further down, making my way down to his stomach and pausing only to place small bites here and there while I slid down the table where I was sitting, my hand still stroking him. "But now I need you to let me take care of you." I added as I sank to my knees, looking up at him and licking his balls before taking one into my mouth.
"Tara!" Caleb groaned and gripped my hair almost losing his balance from surprise.
"Mmmm" My tongue ran flat up the underside of my dick as my eyes searched his. I couldn't stop looking at him, I wanted to please him and make him come so bad.
"So good...." He ran his hand down my cheek before I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock and then took him deep into my hot mouth. "Shit" Jis eyes closed tight and I could see for a moment he lost control, my lips working him, sliding to the back of my throat over and over, my hand stroking whatever didn't fit inside my mouth. A low stream of curses left his lips incoherently mixed with praises of how good and perfect and sexy I was.
I moaned and he opened his eyes to watch as my free hand cupped my breast and teased my nipple. "Caleb." I moaned against him. "I never want to stop but I want so much more at the same time." I admitted, eyes wide and lips red from sucking him.
"I know the feeling." He replied horsely.
"I've never felt sexier in my life." I whispered, almost as if it was an admission.
He cupped my face and pulled me back to my feet, his hands running down my back and pulling me against his body, making me feel...protected. Safe. "I've never met anyone sexier than you Tara." He kissed me, hard and deep and making me want to cry for how perfect that moment felt compared to the past year of my life.
I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around him to press closer. "I want you inside of me so bad." I whispered as he grabbed my ass, hooking my legs around his waist as he pressed me into the wall and arched his hips into mine. "Yes...." I gasped as his lips hit my neck and he nibbled his way up to my ear.
"I need my pants." He groaned into my skin.
"What?" I looked down at him in lusty confusion and he kissed me before smirking.
"Protection." He clarified.
I shook my head, gripping at his hair to keep him from moving as I bit down my lip, his words only confirming me how good of a man he was. "No, we don't need that." I told him softly.
He shook his head himself, "We can't risk it Tara." He said seriously.
"I'm on the pill." I said as I broke into a wide grin, bringing his lips to mine again and kissing him.
I felt his lips curve into a smile against my mouth, his hands back on me as he pushed his hard body against mine again. "Oh." He muttered, not hiding his satisfaction, "Perfect."
I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, basically climbing him like a tree while I bored my eyes into his. "Why aren't you inside of me yet?" I whispered.
He grabbed my a.ss, lifting me from the floor like I weighted nothing, "No idea." He grinned at me and in that moment we were like teenagers, so excited and h.orny and silly. It felt great.
His hips flexed, his d.ick rubbing against my p.ussy as our eyes went to where our body were meeting and oh my god. "Caleb." I swallowed, holding my breath then leaving it out in a long moan when he slid inside of me, "Caleb!" I repeated again but this time I nearly screamed. The feeling of having him inside of me...it was unreal.
He growled as his eyes searched for mine, "You're so f.ucking tight." He said between clenched teeth, arching his back and pushing deeper inside of me, stretching me forcefully, "Christ."
"You barely fit me." I choked on my words, all those feelings overwhelming and still I wanted more, so I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips and pressed my heels against his naked b.utt to keep him there.
He brushed his lips up my neck, stopping behind my ear and making me shiver, "It's the perfect fit." He groaned and kept me pressed against the wall before pulling back just enough to push back inside of me, starting moving torturously slow.
"Yes...god Caleb yes, just like that." I moaned in a voice that didn't even sound like mine, taking him at every thrust and wanting him to never stop.
I kept his face buried in my neck as I gripped him hard. I'd never had sex like this, like every atom of my body was connected to his and taking pleasure and giving it too. He tugged on my earlobe with his teeth and I moaned and sunk my nails into his back.
"More..." I moaned, almost pleaded as he slid deep and held himself there.
He groaned and held my ass tighter before walking over to one of the tables. He set me down, pulling out of me and making me whimper and arch my whole body towards his.
"This isn't more." I pouted but my words almost sounded like a threat which made him smirk.
"Are you sure?" He gripped my thighs and slammed back into me, the new angle getting him deeper and my scream was almost drowned out by the roar coming from his own throat. "Fucking hell Tara..." He groaned and let his body take over. His hands moved to my waist so he could fuck me hard in earnest while watching everything, my eyes watching him, my hair a mess and my breasts moving with the force of his thrusts. His eyes moved between my legs and he watched as he disappeared over and over into my body, my own eyes watching that and feeling like fainting for how hot it was.
"Caleb..." I moaned again, my hands moving to my breasts and he groaned.
"Do you know what it does to me hearing you say my name like that?" He growled, angling his hips upward to hit a spot that made my head fall back. "I don't think I'm ever going to stop." He admitted.
For a brief moment his words brought me back to the real word, where I had just broken up with John and I was having sex with his cousin. Amazing mind blowing sex, but still. What was next for me? I refused to ruin the moment and let my sex fogged mind forget about everything instead, my hands squeezing my breasts as I shut my eyes tight. "I wish." I breathed out, letting go completely and focusing on him only.
His hips kept moving relentlessly, each thrust hitting the spot that was making me see stars. "Tara." He said between gritted teeth while I felt his hands gripping at my hips to keep in place. "Tara." He repeated, making my name sound like an order.
My eyes fluttered open and I found his dark eyes looking for mine, their expression softening as I smiled at him. "Yes?" I asked in a breathy voice, not sure about what he wanted.
He took a moment to answer, using it to pull almost all the way out then slammed inside of me again, "Don't close your beautiful eyes." He roared.
"Fuck!" I moaned out loud, tightening around him and widening my eyes indeed, "If you keep doing that I'll come sooner than later." I added, not wanting this to be over just yes.
A smirk curved his lips, "That's the point." He groaned before repeating the motion and making me scream again. "Oh Christ I can't wait to make you come for me again." He added in a low voice.
"Come with me." I moaned, bending my legs and setting my feet on the edge of the table, allowing him to go even deeper if possible. "I want to watch you coming inside of me, with me."
My words seemed to make him lost it and a low feral sound escaped from him throat, "You kill me Tara." Was all he said before starting pounding hard, deep and fast, no trace of control in how he was f.ucking me and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
I started spasming around him, my whole body tensing and my back arching off the table while my orgasm hit me so hard I could barely remember to breathe, there was no more air in my lungs because of how loud I was screaming his name, it seeming never ending as he started coming a moment later, "Oh my god." I choked out, keeping my eyes on him as my hand dropped between my legs and I rubbed my clit to make it last longer.
"Holy shit." Caleb groaned under his breath as we both tried to catch our breaths.
"Yeah." I pulled myself up into a sitting position to kiss him slowly and he savored every taste of my mouth. He was still inside of me and the longer I kissed him the more ready he was to take me again. "Put my shirt on." He said against my lips, grabbing it from the floor and handing it to me.
"What?" I asked, my brain barely working.
He smirked. "We're going to my bed Tara. Put my shirt on so you're not walking naked through my winery."
I blushed and bit my lip. "Oh." I slid my arms through the sleeves of his shirt but left it unbuttoned. "I'm guessing we're not done yet?"
He shook his head as he pulled on his pants and grabbed my hand. "Not even close."
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I woke up slowly, my eyes still closed as I rolled over onto my side, my legs a bit sore and my head dizzy. I had no idea of what time it was, but my guess was that it was early and I hadn't slept more than a few hours and I wasn't in my bed. Or John's bed, which now was his only and I was homeless and with literally nothing since all my stuff was still at his place. I had to find an apartment, go get my clothes and all what was mine...the thought alone was enough to make me panic and get me an headache too. But right now I had more urgent matters to think about...I had slept with Caleb. As I finally fond the courage to open my eyes I found him there, close to me, sleeping pacefully and with an expression oh his handsome face that made my heart ache a little. What the h.ell had I thought? He was John's cousin and his friend too...and I didn't want to ruin that. The problem was that I hadn't thought about anything really, he was there for me in a moment when I didn't want to be alone, and it wasn't just that, he was just so amazing because he listened to me, he understood me, he was such a great man. As if he wasn't perfect enough as he was, he was also a hurricane in and out of bed, if I replayed the hours spent together I coud still feel him inside of me, huge and hard giving me so much pleasure I didn't even know how to handle it. I kept motionless for a while, staring at him, trying to figure out what to do but the more I thought about it the more nervous I got. There was no way to make this thing work without damage, even if I liked him and I wished I could go on and see how far we could get...I just couldn't. But how was he going to react instead? Maybe it was better for us both to pretend this never happened, we could go back to be friends and John didn't have to know anything about us. If something went wrong I had a lot to loose because Caleb was my landlord too and the last thing I needed was to find another place for my bakery, as if looking for a new place to live in wasn't enough. My worries kept growing in number and I felt as if I couldn't even breath, I felt this thing in my chest, this weight on my heart. What the fuck was wrong with me, fucking my ex' cousin?! God I was awful. And still I couldn't even regret what I had done because it had been epic. I couldn't stay in this bed a second longer. I got up carefully, looking around for my clothes only to remember that I had left them on the floor of my bakery, so I grabbed the shirt Caleb had given to me the night before and wore it with a belt around my waist, as if it was a dress...a dress my a.ss. I had no panties and no bra on wither, all I could do was pray that no one would see me sneak back into my bakery. My eyes landed back on Caleb and for a moment, just a tiny moment, I considered waking him, but I knew that if I did I wouldn't be able to take good decision so I left him a note on his bedside table to tell him that he'd get his shirt back with a coffe when he'd come to my bakery, thinking that it wa s agood way to let him know that he was still welcomed, that our routine would stay the same. Or at least I hoped so. I bent over him and placed a small kiss on his scruffy cheek, risking it, but I couldn't resist, his cologne filling my nostrils and making it harder for me to leave. But I had to, and I did.
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ReplyDeletetara.
yes?
ReplyDeletei love that smile...
ReplyDeleteYou make me smile a lot
ReplyDeletei'm lucky
ReplyDeleteBecause you have super powers and make me smile? :3
ReplyDeletejust smile? :3
ReplyDeleteno...god no
ReplyDelete(dead. i just said the same thing on the other story :333)
ReplyDeletewhat else?
scream
ReplyDeleteI loved that...
ReplyDeleteme too...
ReplyDelete:*
ReplyDelete:*
ReplyDeleteCome here
ReplyDeleteI'm here...
ReplyDeleteYou're so beautiful....
ReplyDeleteIf you keep saying that I'll start to believe it...
ReplyDelete*cups her face* don't tell me you don't already know.
ReplyDelete*shooks her head as she stares into his eyes* no...
ReplyDeletedo it :3
ReplyDelete:3 do you like the idea?
ReplyDeleteI do
ReplyDeleteReally? I'm a little surprised :3
ReplyDeleteWhy?
ReplyDeleteThe same reason I was surprised that you liked me in control.....I guess you strike me as wanting it, not giving it up.
ReplyDeletegiving it up its a way to have it too. I decide to give it to you...so it's still me having the control to say yes or no or stop you.
ReplyDeleteTrue. Besides the fact that I would do anything for you. Always.
ReplyDeleteAnything?
ReplyDeleteYes
ReplyDeleteI don't trust people easily...but I trust you
ReplyDeleteI'm glad
ReplyDeleteI loved giving you all the control
ReplyDeleteyou're a totally different person when you're naked...
ReplyDeleteAm I? :3 which do you prefer?
ReplyDeleteYes you are :3 none. Or both :3 I like how you are when you're dressed and I like how you are when you're naked too
ReplyDeleteI have to admit I might prefer you naked....
ReplyDeletedo you?
ReplyDeleteNot that I don't like you clothed....but if you gave me an option I'd always choose seeing your creamy skin and beautiful body.
ReplyDeleteand have me scream instead of talk?
ReplyDeleteHave you do anything really :3 talk, scream, serve me food :3
ReplyDelete*chuckles*
ReplyDelete*cups her face and kisses her*
ReplyDelete*gasps then kisses him back*
ReplyDeleteyou taste like strawberries o.o :*******
ReplyDelete*smirks against his lips* do I?
ReplyDelete*nods and kisses her harder*
ReplyDeleteDo you have to be anywhere for 3 to 4 hours?
ReplyDeleteno...why?
ReplyDeletebecause i want you naked :*****
ReplyDeleteundress me :***
ReplyDelete*groans and peels off her top*
ReplyDelete*shivers* it's so sexy when you undress me...
ReplyDeleteits sexy when you do anything...*pulls off her jeans*
ReplyDeletebut I'm doing nothing :3
ReplyDelete*groans and lifts her onto the table* what else do you want? :3
ReplyDelete*wraps her arms around him* anything you want
ReplyDeleteanything? :3 you don't know me that well beautiful girl, i could be into some really kinky things how would you know? :3 *kisses down her neck*
ReplyDelete*tilts her head back and tangles her fingers into his hair as she moans* are you?
ReplyDeleteyep :3 *pulls off her bra and tosses it aside*
ReplyDelete*presses her chest against him* like what?
ReplyDeletei think i want to know more about what you're into first :3 *pushes aside her panties to sink two fingers inside of her*
ReplyDeleteoh god *pulls at his hair* no you first
ReplyDeleteare you impatient? :3
ReplyDeleteyes *kisses up his neck as her hands slide down his stomach*
ReplyDelete*tightens around his fingers and bites his neck* mhmmm
ReplyDelete*grabs her hair in his free hand and pulls it back to look at her* once you come i'm turning you around and bending you over before i take you right here.
ReplyDeletedo all you want *moans louder*
ReplyDeletedo you know what hearing you say that does to me? how am i ever going to decide when i have one million fantasies of you in my head *kisses her hard and curves his fingers*
ReplyDeleteCALEB! *screams against his lips and comes*
ReplyDeletetired already? *grins and grinds against hips*
ReplyDeletenope :3 wear me out.
ReplyDeletecan I take my time? *looks up at him as she slides down on the floor and kisses down his stomach*
ReplyDelete*unbuttons his jeans* aren't you impatient? :( :3
ReplyDelete*groans and cups her face* you're teasing me baby...
ReplyDelete*cups his balls and takes him deep* mhm
ReplyDelete*grips her hair and groans* Tara....your mouth is a damn miracle....
ReplyDelete*looks up at him and sucks on him*
ReplyDeleteTara....I'm too close....
ReplyDelete*pulls back* donìt hold back *grins and starts sucking him again*
ReplyDeleteno...yes. o.o ugh god you're good.
ReplyDeleteyes or no? *grins and takes him back into her mouth*
ReplyDelete*reaches for her waist to guide her* Tara.....
ReplyDeleteoh god you feel so good *moans and tosses her head back*
ReplyDeleteThere isn't s better view in the world....*slides his hands up her stomach to cup her breasts*
ReplyDelete*rocks her hips against his* more caleb...
ReplyDelete*groans and grabs her hips to control her movements* tell me you're close....
ReplyDeleteI'm so close *tightens and moans*
ReplyDelete*moves his hand between her legs* come for me beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI'm right with you baby....god you feel good....
ReplyDelete*hides her face against his neck*
ReplyDelete*plays with his hair and kisses behind his ear*
ReplyDelete*squeezes her and nuzzles into her neck*
ReplyDeleteyoure a dream caleb
ReplyDeleteAre we dreaming? :3
ReplyDeleteI hope not :*
ReplyDeleteDamn good dream :3
ReplyDeleteI agree :)
ReplyDelete*cups her face and kisses her hard*
ReplyDeleteis that a goodbye kiss? *smirks and bites his bottom lip*
ReplyDeleteNo :3 unless you have to go
ReplyDeleteno...not yet
ReplyDeletegood :)
ReplyDeleteWhat are you thinking?
ReplyDeleteim happy with you
ReplyDeletegood :)
ReplyDelete