my pressure on your hips, sink in my fingertips

I was taking a long walk instead of sleeping pills when I noticed the lights at the bakery still on and I walked up to it, knocking on the door.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Tara asked, her eyes dark and sad.

"I saw the lights on, it seemed odd to me..." I trailed off, studying her face first then glancing behind me at a glass of half empty wine. Huh. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?" She nodded her head slowly.
"Yes, I finished working late." she shrugged nonchalantly. "What are you doing awake?"
"I was having a hard time sleeping." I explained and walked past her, because she wasn't acting like herself. "Were you drinking?"
"Just a glass of wine. Or two." she grinned "Do you want to join me?"
"You don't have to..." She trailed off but I stopped her.
"Every time I see you lately you seem more and more upset." I pointed out. She shook her head.
"And every time you make me feel better." I sighed. The damn woman knew exactly what to say to make me stay despite my better judgement.
"Tell me it's good wine at least." I narrowed my eyes and she laughed.
"It's yours." She shrugged.
"Good answer." I walked in and waited for her to pour me a glass of the deep red wine. It was one of my favorites and I was impressed.
"Why are you awake?" I shrugged and leaned back in one of the comfy chairs in the window of her cafe.
"I usually stay up late. I've never seen you here at this hour." She refilled her glass....a litle too full and again I wondered what was wrong. I didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know that her relationship was having troubles, and I shouldn't want to know more. But I did.
"Yeah." She nodded and took a long sip of her wine.
"You look beautiful tonight." I told her honestly. She looked sad, it was true, she had no makeup on and her hair was in a mess at the top of her head, but still. She'd always been beautiful to me.
"Why do you always say that to me?" She asked softly, looking up at me and blinking with long lashes.
"Because usually it makes you smile. And it's true." She smiled, this time a real smile forming and her cheeks getting a little pink.
"Thank you." she answered quietly, as she looked down at her glass. "You're too good me."
"Every man would think you're beautiful." I replied seriously.
"But not every man is like you." she said back, then took another sip of wine.
"Are you drunk already?" I teased, knowing she sometimes didn't like to talk about the hard things. 
"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." I grinned back at her, bringing my own glass to my mouth and grinning at her.
"Stop being silly." she shook her head, smiling softly at him, "I mean it." she added quietly.
"I don't know how to answer that." I sighed.
"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." she teased him, leaning into me from across the table. "Careful with what you pick because there will be consequences."
"Thank you Tara you're right." I replied, smirking back at her. She licked her lips and leaned back in her chair.
"That's a real good look for you." She sighed. I looked down. I was wearing the same suit I'd worn all day, one I'm sure she'd seen me in. "No not the outfit. Though you do look good in a suit." She grinned and I smirked again.
"Oh yeah?" She pointed at my face.
"That." she said seriously. "That smile is sexy as hell." I stopped grinning and swallowed as I ran my hand through my hair and scratched the back of my neck awkwardly.
"Tara." I almost groaned.
"What's wrong?" I set my wine glass down and stood up.
"You should go home. And I should go to bed." I sighed. She pouted up at me from her seat.
"Why?" Neither of us had said anything about the kiss we'd shared that night we'd gone dancing. But things hadn't been awkward either. I was pretty used to feeling sexually frustrated around her by now.
"Because...." I sighed.
"Come on Caleb, I feel lame drinking alone." I sighed and grabbed my glass, doing something I'd never done with a good wine and 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." she laughed, knowing I wasn't one to usually disrespect wine by chugging it. I rose a brow and leaned against the counter as I looked down at her.
"Are you telling me you had two glass only?" I questioned and he nodded. "You look like you had more than two."
"I told you, I'm not used to drink, I get buzzed easily." she answered nonchalantly. And took another sip. Something was really wrong and I knew she needed time before she'd talk about it. Or maybe she never would to me. I didn't know why I kept pushing her. I just hated to see her sad. "You don't really have to stay."
"Where's John?" I asked instead.
"He's home." she answered shortly, changing the subject a moment later. "Why are you still wearing your suit?"
"Too lazy to get changed?" she got up and reached for my glass before setting it next to hers on the table.
"It looks a little uncomfortable." she said before sliding her hands under my jacket and up to my shoulders to push it off of me. Fu.ck...her hands were warm and felt more than good against me. "You're making me feel underdressed." she added in a playful tone. I knew I had tensed up the minute she touched me and I licked my lips to think of words to say.
"You're in your element." I commented, "But you look tired." I knew better than to say that to a woman, but I didn't mean that she looked bad....just that she looked exhausted. But she didn't seem offended as she grabbed her glass after setting my jacket down.
"You have no idea of how tired I am." she said honestly, letting out a long sigh.
"But you don't want to go home." I pointed out, pushing a loose stray of her hair out of her face. She lifted her glass to her lips and looked a little shaky.
"When I'm here I relax and that's what I need." she breathed out, thought it seemed like she was trying really hard to keep everything inside. She did that a lot.
"You can't sleep here." I teased and she blinked up at me, not even cracking a smile. I tilted her face up and looked into her eyes that showed so much more than her words did. "Tara. What's wrong?"
"I'm not tired so I don't need to sleep yet." She shrugged and I sighed as I sat down on the chair next to the one she'd tossed my jacket on.
"You don't open up very easily." I told her, sipping my wine and refilling her glass. At that she started laughing. "What?!"
"You're telling ME I don''t open up easy?!" She laughed some more. "You're way worse than I am." I chuckled and shrugged. I guess she had a point. Not that I was trying to keep things inside just that I never had anyone to talk to about them. Honestly Tara was the first person in a long time that wasn't related to me who seemed to genuinely want to know me for no more reason than she liked me as a person.
"Okay. How can I open up more?" I asked, leaning in and watching her sip her wine and lick her lips. "You already know about my family, and my ex-wife. What else is there?"
"Plenty!" She 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." I replied, trying to keep a straight face.
"Oh wow." Tara played around. "Does she have good food?" I nodded.
"The best food I've ever had." I agreed. "And I've had plenty of good food." Tara smirked but hid it quickly.
"So you bother bakery owners for fun? That's boring." I laughed.
"It's less boring because she's really hot." I said seriously, then winced because I was pretty sure I was flirting. I didn't know where it came from. I could be on a date with a great girl and be starved for things to say, but with Tara, a woman who was in a long term relationship with my cousin, it came easily. Too damn easily.
"You think I'm hot?" She asked, blinking back at me. I rolled my eyes.
"We've been over this." She shook my head.
"No you said I was beautiful before. There's a difference between hot and beauitful." I widened my eyes.
"Oh? I always thought women preferred beautiful." She nodded.
"We do usually. But that's actually because of the difference between the two." I took another sip of my wine before I spoke again.
"Okay I'll bite. What's the difference?"
"Beautiful is something that you recognize without really thinking about it. Something you appretiate and admire without getting too personal." She shrugged.
"That's very deep." I grinned. "What about hot?"
"Hot is pretty directly linked to lust." She shrugged and I froze with my wine glass halfway to my mouth as I looked back at her.
"Well then you know I think you're hot." I replied simply, bringing the glass back to my lips and taking another long sip. "I also like to play basketball with my friends." I added, trying to change the subject and go back to her original question. "And anything that has to do with the beach. I love the beach."
"Mhm." Tara mumbled as she took another sip of wine. I would probably cut her off after that glass. "I bet that you make girls faint when you go to the beach." I widened my eyes.
"That sounds awful." I said, "Imagine a beach full of girls passed out." Tara took a second and then bust out laughing.
"Oh my god a joke! So you can joke!" she teased and I grinned back at her. "Seriously though, you can not be aware of your looks Caleb."
"I don't like to brag about it." I shrugged. I took care of myself, and good genes had given me most of it, but it still didn't get me the girl I really wanted so it wasn't doing me much good. Bragging was for my brother anyways.
"You should." she pointed out, licking her lips and I really wondered what was going on in her head as her eyes went a little glassy. "I haven't gone to the beach since last year."
"Why? Too busy making delicious food for me?" I asked in a teasing voice.
"Exactly." she 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." I shrugged, running my hand through my hair, "But I don't think it'd be a good idea."
"Why?" she pouted, probably more drunk than she realized now. I swallowed and shook my head.
"I can only imagine how hot you look in a bikini." I said eventually. She bit down on her lip and blushed again and it made her look even more fu.cking beautiful. Enough to wonder if she was blushing all over.
"That sounds like a good reason to come with me instead." She replied, and I blinked back at her, shed always taken my compliments when I couldn't hold them back, but she'd never actually encouraged me.
"Tara...I have a hard time saying no to you." I confessed in a soft voice.
"Then don't." she told me just as softly, stepping between my legs and leaning against the table as she looked down at me, "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." I sucked in a deep breath and rolled my neck because it suddenly felt tight.
"I have a lot of work during summer."
"It sounds like a no...your loss." she said in a playful tone even if she still looked bummed. "I'll go alone and send you pics."
"And make me die? No thanks." I groaned, rolling my eyes.
"You're one of the best people in my life right now, don't die please." she pouted and it took a lot to not lean in and kiss her.
"Don't start pouting." I shook my head and looked away from her, finishing the last bit of wine in my glass but barely tasting it because of her heat and her scent and just....her...
"Caleb." Tara's voice sounded breathy and sweet and I looked up into her eyes that were just a little glassy from the wine.
"Yeah?"
"Whatever happened to your mystery girl?" I blinked and then swallowed, as I gripped the table on either side of her body.
"I kissed her." I said honestly, looking into her eyes and daring her to ask me more.
"And?" She tilted her head. "Did she leave her boyfriend and go running into your arms for a happily ever after?" I laughed, even though that wasn't funny. Tara had a boyfriend damn it. A man that was like a brother to me and here I am basically hitting on his girlfriend.
"No." I shook my head. "But it was the hottest moment of my life." I added, giving her a significant look. "I wish I knew what she thought about it but we haven't brought it up since." Tara widened her eyes, realization dawning suddenly and she opened her mouth to speak but then shut it.
"I-" She started but I backed up and shook my head.
"Fu.ck. You don't have to say anything else Tara I'm sorry I even-" But I couldn't finish my sentence because Tara had grabbed my arm and turned me back around to face her. She slid her hands up my chest and then back down before pulling my shirt from the waist band of my pants. "What are you doing?"
"You're still too dressed up." She replied, completely untucking my shirt before reaching up and unbuttoning the top few buttons but before she could do anything else I grabbed her wrists in my hand.
"What are you doing?" I asked again. Tara didn't answer she just leaned in, standing on her toes and pressing her lips against mine so softly it was barely a kiss. She pulled back, staring at my mouth and licking her lips as I let go of her wrists and flexed my hands. But before I could react her hands cupped the back of my head and this time there was nothing soft about her lips.
"Kiss me." She ordered against my mouth and I was lost. I grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against me as I took her mouth with mine. I reached into her hair and it fell out of whatever was holding it up into my fingers so I could grip it and angle her just where I wanted. The problem was I wanted too fu.cking much. I felt like a starving man who'd been given a free buffet.
"God you taste good." I moaned into her mouth and kissed her harder, my tongue sliding with hers as she gripped my shirt with both fists.
"I taste like wine." She pulled back and grinned before I took her mouth again with a possesiveness I didn't even know I had.
"Wine is one of my favorite things." I replied as I pulled away from her lips to work my mouth down the silky skin of her neck. She didn't just taste like wine she tasted like fu.cking heaven. Sweet and exotic and better than all of my fantasies combined. "You're going to have to tell me to stop Tara." I groaned into her collarbone before heading back up her neck the other way, my hands reaching down to cup her as.s and pull her against my body hard. "Soon... or I won't be able to." Tara moaned as she tangled her hands in my hair and arched her body into mine.
"I'm not going to stop you." she breathed out, closing her eyes a moment as I licked out against the skin on her neck...she tasted so good I could barely think straight. I pulled back to look in her eyes. I didn't know what to say...I felt too conflicted.
"Tara, please." I swallowe, my control breaking as she set her forhead against mine, looking deep into my eyes.
"I don't want you to stop. I don't want to stop." she whispered then kissed me again, feeling like everything she felt was poured into the kiss. My body took it as a green light and my hands gripped her waist to pull her hard against me as I kissed her back.
"You're making me crazy." I muttered, knowing I should step back but I knowing I wouldn't be able to.
 "I'm crazy." she nodded as she hopped on the table, making a fist into my hair and opening her legs to wrap around my waist and pull me closer. Fuc.k.
"I won't be able to stop." I thought out loud, wondering if I'd ever come up for air at all.
"Good. You can be crazy with me." she whispered once we finally did and she went to start unbuttoning my shirt, her hands on my stomach making my muscles jump beneath them. "I want you." she breathed out, before her mouth went to my neck and trailed down. Fu.ck her mouth was hot and soft and everthing I'd ever wanted in a woman.
"F.uck Tara." I said in a raspy tone and I felt myself break as I kissed her hard and fast, cupping her ass and lifting her up from the table to press her against my erection. She moaned and let her head fall back, her eyes almost closed. She looked fu.cking gorgeous and I could't wait to touch and taste.... Tara pushed the sleeves of my shirt down my arms and tilted her head back to allow me to suck against her neck before biting down on that silky smooth skin.
"Undress me." she begged, her words lighting a fire in me as I peeled her top off and glanced down to watch her body exposed to me.
"This is like a f.ucking dream." I groaned. "Better than a dream."
"Don't make me blush." she bit down on her lip as she kissed me again, pressing her hips against me and grinding against my erection. Fu.ck. Tara reached behind her back to unhook her bra but I wanted to take more time. I reached for her wrists and caged me in my arms, loving how she felt pressed up against my body. "You're making me impatient." she whispered against my mouth as she bored her eyes into mine, looking finally happy and passionate and beautiful.
"You wont rush me Tara." I growled and her eyes widened while her nipples got more defined against the fabric of her lacy bra. She was impatient? Ha. I'd wanted this for over a year. If I had tonight with her? I was going to make the most of it.
"What do you want?" She aksed, her voice breathy and I loved that this time I knew it was because of me, because she was turned on for me.
"That's a loaded question." I admitted, reaching for the button on her jeans. "I want to taste every inch of you." I slid the zipper of her fly down and then slid my hands to her as.s. She raised her hips almost instantly, her lips parted, but she let me keep talking. "I want to spend a little time just looking at what I never thought I could have." I admitted, slowly peeling the jeans off her long legs and tossing them aside before I went back and did just that. She was fu.cking flawless. I heard myself groan as my eyes looked over every inch of creamy exposed skin while my hands itched to touch her and take off the rest.
"I feel like you're fu.cking me without even touching me....." she whispered and moaned as I growled.
"You like my eyes on you...." I said, not phrasing it as a question but she nodded quickly.
"You can take your bra off now." I said slowly, in a voice of forced control. "Then your panties." Tara moaned again and reached behind her to unhook her bra and let it slide down her torso, her eyes on mine. Then her fingers slid down her stomach to hook in her panties and she shimmied them down too leaving her completely naked and practically begging me to touch her with her eyes.
"Caleb...." She arched her hips and her breasts lifted. I don't think I'd ever seen more perfect breasts in my life. "More....please..." she arched again, clearly happy to give me control which suprised me a little, but was good because I needed it. I took a step closer and set my hand around to her lower back, then pulled up to arch her body into mine as I leaned in and took one perfect breast into my mouth. Tara gasped and wrapped her legs around my waist again, impatinet like she'd said. I was too.
"I want too much at once." I admitted before bringing my mouth to her other breast. "I want to spend hours on just your breasts, want to see if I could make you come from just this." Tara moaned and nodded and I swirled my tongue around her nipple before tugging it between my teeth and hearing her call out my name. Fu.ck. "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 fu.cking good it feels." I felt like a total mad man. She had always been sexy to me, always been this fuc.king perfect woman I couldn't have but with me touching her? She was real and so much hotter than anything I could have thought up. She looked like she was in a daze as she listened to me, her lips red from my kisses.
 "Do anything you want to me." she managed to breath out, making my di.ck twitch because I'd dreamed of those words coming from her mouth for so long. I looked up at her and swallowed, trying to keep even a little control.
"Careful with what you say." I growled as I pulled away from her breasts to move up her chest and to her neck as my hands ran up her thighs slowly. 
"I mean it." she moaned, tugging my hair to guide me back to her mouth while her free hand ran down my stomach to reach for my belt. I groaned against her mouth and bit against her lip and tugging as I pulled back to look into her eyes again. 
"You're going to kill me Tara." I muttered, dead serious.
"No please." she whispered and broke into an unbelievable smile, unbuckling my belt and getting stopped again by my hands. "Let me touch you." she added, her voice sounding like she was begging me just a little. I shook my head and grabbed both her wrists, setting them on the table behind her.
"Not yet." I said seriously. "I want you to make my dream come true first." Tara swallowed, her breasts moving with her breaths, her nipples getting even tighter as she waited.
"Did you ever dream of me?" she asked and I nodded because hell yes I had, more than a few times. "Caleb..." she trailed off, her voice a little breathy.
"You were saying my name like this." I confessed and ran my hand flat down her stomach until I reached her center and rubbed my fingers against her. "Oh f.uck you're so wet." Tara blushed but still arched against me.
"I can't remember the last time I was so turned on Caleb." she bit down on her lip, closing her eyes and moaning when I rubbed slowly against her.
"You're so soft." I said quietly as I nuzzled against her neck. I loved that spot...she smelled so good and felt even better.  "I had no idea I could have this effect on you." Tara wrapped her arms around my shoulder and smiled.
"I couldn't know either until now." she said, her voice choking on her words when I slid one finger slowly inside of her.  "God Caleb."
"Don't hold back baby....give me every sound." I slid another finger into her wet heat and she cried out, her head tossing back perfectly for me to slide my tongue against the pulse point in her neck.
"You feel so good..." she whimpered and I watched her face as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, feeling her clench and pull me in just the way she would when it was my di.ck inside her. I almost came just thinking about that. I moved my thumb up to her clit, rolling it across the bundle of nerves as she shook and clenched, her moans getting louder and her body shaking. This was how she felt right before she came. I wanted to fu.cking memorize it, to watch every second.
"You're so close..." My voice was hoarse as I pressed harder and curved my fingers inside of her. Tara bowed off the table as she came, my name falling from her lips, her beautiful body glistening and flushed as I took her over the edge and brought her down slowly.
"Caleb..." She moaned almost reverently before I was on my knees in front of her and I'd replaced my fingers with my tongue. Oh she tasted better than anything. "FU.CK!" Her hands gripped my hair and she arched into me, shamelessly taking everything I was giving her. "Oh god I can't....I don't think I can...again." I shook my head and pressed a kiss against her clit before I looked up at her.
"You can. You will." I ordered and then I slid my fingers back inside of her, three this time, stretching her as my tongue worked worked the bundle of nerves just above her entrance.
"I don't know if I can." she said in a breathy voice, her eyes glued on where I was pumping my fingers inside of her....I liked that she seemed to love watching.
"You can but you're too tense." I said seriously and she nodded, hanging on to my every word.
"How-" she started but cut herself off immediately when I lowered my mouth and ran my tongue flat up her pu.ssy. Damn she tasted so so good. "God." she moaned and lifted her leg to give me more access.
"You're closer than you think." I muttered against her and felt her tighten against my fingers. She reached for my hair against and moved her hips against me at the same pace my fingers were fu.cking her, hitting that spot that made her gasp each time.
"This is unbelievable." she whispered. Fu.ck....most women I was with were trying to show me how loud they could be, or pulling all sorts of tricks. Teaching Tara to come with me over and over was easily the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced. I wanted to watch her learn everything, watch her eyes as she sank into this pleasure.
I chuckled a little, I couldn't help it. If this surprised her it was going to be amazing to show her all the things her body could do. But right now I was focused on this. And when I had laughed a little her fingers had clutched my hair tighter, so I hummed as I sucked her cli.t into my mouth and she broke apart again.
"Oh my god!!!" she pushed her hips against my mouth as she rode out her second orgasm, her moans making me fu.cking nuts. I growled as I pulled away, kissing her inner thighs and then up her stomach. I ran my tongue along the undersides of her breasts as my hands gripped her thighs and wraped them around my waist. "Please let me touch you...." She asked, looking up at me with pleasure soaked eyes. Fu.ck I never wanted her to lose that look in her eyes.
"Do it." It would take a fool to not realize she responded to the edge in my voice. She smiled, looking like I'd just told her christmas came early and fu.ck if it didn't feel good that she wanted me that much. She scrambled to sit up as her eyes roamed over my torso while her hands reached for my belt.
"You won't stop me again?" She asked, undressing me almost slowly as if she was afraid I would. I just smirked down at her.
"I want your hands on me." I said seriously. She pulled off my belt as she undid my pants.
"What about my mouth?" I nodded and tangled my fingers in her hair before I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her throughly while she pushed my pants down and ran her hand over my boxer briefs, finding my erection and making me hiss against her mouth.
"Tara." I groaned and nuzzled into her neck as she pushed my boxers down too and then pushed me back. I stood up, feeling her need to just look and the expression on her face? A man would kill to have a woman like her like at him like that.
"Holy shi.t Caleb. Why do you ever wear clothes?" She asked so seriously it made me laugh again.
"I thought you wanted to touch me." I was so hard my erection was throbbing, aching to get more of this woman that had drove me crazy for so long. She wrapped her legs around my hips again to pull me closer and I came to her instantly.
"Who's impatient now?" she breathed out.
"I already waited for so long." I replied in a low tone, dropping my hands to her thighs and squeezing, showing her how frustrated I was, making sure she knew how fu.cking badly I wanted her. Needed her. "For months." I added.
"What's 5 more minutes?" she whispered and leaned into me just enough to have her lips a few inches from mine as her hands moved down my torso torturously slow.
"It's 5 minutes too long Tara." I groaned, feeling on the edge of fu.cking her so hard we both forgot who we even were. She brushed her lips against mine as he fingers moved past my navel.
"But I want to take my time." she pouted, though I could feel her losing the same control.
"You're teasing me." I captured her bottom lip with my teeth, biting down hard and making her moan a little. She ignored me and finally.....FINALLY wrapped her hand around my erection.
"Maybe I should tie your hands while I touch you."
"F.uck Tara." I hissed between clenched teeth as I felt her hand move against me.
"Don't you like the idea?" she asked, stroking me slowly and wrapping her free hand around the nape of my neck to keep me close, looking into my eyes. 
"Yes..." I trailed off and closed my eyes, "No." Tara sucked gently on my bottom lip.
"You sound confused." she whispered and moved her hands a little faster, as I groaned. She was perfect....she felt so fu.cking perfect.
"No I want to touch you." I groaned, my hands moving back to her as she kissed down my neck.
"I want your hands on me." she whispered, making her way down my stomach and placing small bites, along the way before sliding off the table.  "But now I need you to let me take care of you." she added as she sank to her knees, looking up at me and licking my balls before taking one into her mouth. Holy fu.ck.
"Tara!" I groaned and gripped her hair almost losing my balance from surprise and how good her mouth felt.
"Mmmm" her tongue ran flat up the underside of my dic.k as her eyes searched mine. This was a view I would never ever be able to get out of my mind. She looked beautiful, her hair a mess from my fingers and her eyes looking up into mine full of lust and passion.
"So good...." I ran my hand down her cheek before she swirled her tongue around the head of my co.ck and then took me deep into her hot mouth. "Shi.t" My eyes closed tight and I struggled not to thrust as she took back control, her lips working me, sliding to the back of her throat over and over, her hand stroking whatever didn't fit inside that sweet mouth. Clearly the reason she didn't know she could have multiple orgasms was because the men she'd been with were too busy being obsessed with her ridiculous oral skills. A low stream of curses left my lips incoherently mixed with praises of how good and perfect and sexy she was. I knew I'd have to pull back soon even if the temptation to empty in her mouth was great. I felt Tara moan and I opened my eyes to watch as her free hand cupped her breast and teased her nipple.
"Caleb." She moaned against me, the vibrations nearly too much. "I never want to stop but I want so much more at the same time." She admitted, eyes wide and lips red from sucking me.
"I know the feeling." I replied horsely.
"I've never felt sexier in my life." She whispered, almost as if it was an admission. I cupped her face and pulled her back to her feet, my hands running down her back and pulling her against my body, and fu.ck just holding her naked and against me felt so damn good.
"I've never met anyone sexier than you Tara." I kissed her, hard and deep and something inside me told me that this was how it was always suppossed to be, that you were always suppossed to want more and more and feel like you could just kiss forever at the same time. Tara moaned into my mouth and wrapped her arms around me to press closer.
"I want you inside of me so bad." She whispered, and for the hundreth time I could have sworn I was dreaming. I grabbed her as.s, hooking her legs around my waist as I pressed her into the wall and arched my hips into hers. "Yes...." She gasped as my lips hit her neck and I nibbled my way up to her ear.
"I need my pants." I groaned into her skin.
"What?" She looked down at me in lusty confusion and I kissed her before smirking.
"Protection." I clarified, proud that I was coherent enough to remember that at least. She shook her head and gripped my hair to keep me from moving away from her.
"No, we don't need that." she told me softly.
"We can't risk it Tara." I replied but she smiled brightly, looking so beautiful I could barely stand it.
"I'm on the pill." I smiled as she kissed me. Fu.ck not only was I going to have Tara but to have her bare? Skin against skin? I would never recover.
"Oh." I muttered, not hiding my satisfaction, "Perfect." Tara wrapped her arms around my neck as she looked into my eyes.
"Why aren't you inside of me yet?" she whispered. I grabbed her ass, loving the feeling of her in my hands.
"No idea." I grinned, feeling like a damn teenager again as I flexed and rubbed my di.ck against her, both of us looking down to where our bodies were meeting.
"Caleb." she swallowed, holding her breath then leaving it out in a long moan when I slid inside of her, seeing fuc.king stars. "Caleb!" she almost screamed but I could barely even hear her at this point.
"You're so f.ucking tight." I said between clenched teeth, arching my back and pushing deeper inside of her, stretching her forcefully, "Christ."
"You barely fit me." she choked but still wrapped her legs around my hips tighter and pressed her heels against my ass to keep me deep. I brushed my lips up her neck and stopped behind her ear.
"It's the perfect fit." I groaned and kept her pressed against the wall before pulling back just enough to push back inside of her, starting to move torturously slow.
"Yes...god Caleb yes, just like that." she moaned in a deep sexy voice that killed me.
I kept my face buried in her neck as she gripped me hard. I'd never had sex like this, like I was feeling it everywhere. Every sound she made, every inch of her body did it for me. She did it for me. I tugged on her earlobe with my teeth and she moaned and sunk her nails into my back.
"More..." She moaned, almost pleaded as I slid deep and held myself there. I wanted more too but this position wasn't allowing it. I groaned and held her as.s tighter before walking over to one of the tables, hoping like hell it was sturdy enough for what I wanted. I set her down, pulling out of her and loving the way she whimpered and arched her whole body towards mine. She was so fuc.king beautiful.
"This isn't more." She pouted but her words almost sounded like a threat which made me smirk and wonder just what she'd do if I was to tease her a while instead. Too bad I didn't have that kind of patience.
"Are you sure?" I gripped her thighs and slammed back into her, the new angle getting me deeper and her scream was almost drowned out by the roar coming from my own throat. "Fuc.king hell Tara..." I groaned and let my body take over. My hands moved to her waist so I could fuc.k her hard in earnest while watching everything, her eyes watching me, her hair a mess and her breasts moving with the force of my thrusts. I felt like a mad man when my eyes moved between her legs and I watched as I disappeared over and over into the most perfect body on earth.
"Caleb..." She moaned again, her hands moving to her breasts and I groaned.
"Do you know what it does to me hearing you say my name like that?" I growled, angling my hips upward to hit a spot that made her head fall back. "I don't think I'm ever going to stop." I admitted, knowing I could easily forget my whole life while buried inside this woman.
"I wish." she breathed out as she tightened against me and squeezed her breasts against her own hands. She was so hot, so made for sex. Made for me.  My hips kept moving, thrusting up to hit that spot that she loved.
"Tara." I said between gritted teeth while my hands went to her hips to keep her in place. "Tara." I repeated, making her eyes flutter open and look into mine.
"Yes?" she asked in a breathy voice, not sure yet about what I wanted. I took a moment to answer, pulling almost all the way out of her before slamming back inside.
"Don't close your beautiful eyes." I roared.
"F.uck!" she moaned out loud, tightening around me and making her eyes widen. "If you keep doing that I'll come sooner than later." she added.
"That's the point." I groaned before repeating the motion and making her scream again. I loved that sound... "Oh Christ I can't wait to make you come for me again."
"Come with me." she moaned, bending her legs and setting her feet on the edge of the table, allowing me to go even deeper if it was even possible. "I want to watch you coming inside of me, with me." I was lost, felt myself groan as I grabbed onto her perfect body. The view was unreal, Tara naked was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, and Tara naked with me pumping inside of her? No words.
"You kill me Tara." Was all I said before starting pounding hard, deep and fast, no trace of control in how I was f.ucking her anymore. Her body spasmed around me and her whole body tensed, her back arching off the table and I saw the moment her orgasm hit her. She gapsed for breath and lookd deep into my eyes before screaming my name, the sound making me come inside of her so hard I couldn't even think, couldn't do anything but empty myself into her, harder than I'd ever come before in my life.
"Oh my god." she choked out, keeping my eyes on me as her hand dropped between her legs to rub her clit, making it last longer as I watched. Oh god nothing was better than this.
"Holy shit." I groaned under my breath as we both tried to come down but I still felt so high.
"Yeah." she pulled herself up into a sitting position to kiss me slowly and I savored every taste of my mouth. I was still inside of her and the longer she kissed me the more ready I was to take her again. "Put my shirt on." I said against her lips, grabbing it from the floor and handing it to her.
"What?" she asked, her eyes still foggy from her orgasm. I smirked at her.
"We're going to my bed Tara. Put my shirt on so you're not walking naked through my winery."
"Oh." she slid her arms through the sleeves of my shirt but left it unbuttoned, which was so sexy I could barely think. "I'm guessing we're not done yet?" I shook my head and pulled on my pants before grabbing her hand.
"Not even close."