Candle In The Wind

Chapter Fifty Three

Too Hot To Handle

I closed the shop for Thanksgiving so everyone could enjoy some time off with their families as it should be. I called Val and Ava to wish them a happy Thanksgiving, though I felt bad because Val had to spend thanksgiving alone. Meanwhile I was here…I looked around as I closed my phone.

I was in a beautiful, expensive home with a full staff ready to do anything I asked them to do, yet it still felt like I was walking on eggshells. It felt like I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I sat on the couch in the room, it was almost noon now, and Clay was soundly asleep—being watched by Laine who seemed to love her role as a grandma more than I expected so I had more alone time than ever.

Cal left for work in the morning…I thought. He whispered something in my ear before he left but I was half-asleep so I didn’t catch a single word of what he said.

And like Laine predicted, my body was sore from the massage I got yesterday. I was contemplating on taking her advice and heading down to the sauna or I could drive up to my shop and work on a few moldings—oh, the strangest thing happened. My AC started working again. I was going to take my car to the shop eventually, but I was getting busy with Clay and work, and I was making too many excuses to actually go but I figured…eventually, I would’ve gone. But out of nowhere, a couple weeks ago I got in the car and the AC turned on. I didn’t question it because it was a good thing, instead I’d just been grateful at whatever force was on my side to make that happen.

I thought about the sauna even more, it would help if I could just relax. Just the thought of the Thanksgiving diner has every single bone in my body tensed up and getting through that would be easier if I was relaxed.

“It’s decided then,”

I said as I stood up and walked inside of the walk-in closet to grab my bag. I didn’t pack any bathing suits because I didn’t plan to go to a sauna or a pool. It was freezing outside—it should snow any day now at this rate.

I substituted with my bra and underwear and wrapped a towel around me. I asked for directions to the sauna from a staff member in the kitchen.

I pulled the door open and steam blew out as I went into the foggy room.

I wasn’t aware someone was already in here.

I cleared my throat. “Hello?”

“Juliette?”

As the fog slowly faded I started to see Callum’s form. He was shirtless and completely drenched, sitting on the wooden bench with the towel dangerously low on his waist.

“Cal?”

I chuckled nervously, “what are you doing here?” I asked, “I thought you were at work?”

“I was actually running errands, then I went to the gym, and I got back thirty minutes ago. I was really cold and tired, so I figured—”

he looked around as he shrugged, obviously gesturing that the sauna was benefiting him.

Oh.

My eyes glazed down his broad shoulders—I could see every muscle —

“And what brought you here?”

he asked before my eyes could meet his chest.

I looked up at him as I tightened the towel over my chest. “I’m—I’m sore.”

His brows furrowed.

I quickly shook my head. “My body—I’m tired and your mom mentioned the sauna yesterday, she went on and on explaining to me how beneficial it would be.”

Cal smiled and scooted himself back on the bench and tapped on the spot next to him. “Come here,”

he said softly.

Almost like he was seducing me.

Hesitantly I walked towards him and awkwardly turned around and dropped down on the seat.

“You want a message?” he asked.

I looked at him over my shoulder. “I got one yesterday.”

He sucked in a breath and came closer to my face, “I know that, but you haven’t gotten one from me.”

He was so close I could feel the heat radiate off his body.

I licked my lips and batted my eyelashes at him. “What’s so special about yours?”

I asked, voice low.

He smiled as his eyes dropped on my lips, “well for instance, sweetheart,”

he tilted his head to the side, “no one can touch you the way I do.”

I shrugged as I bit back a smile. “Yeah, that’s a good point.”

He hummed as he brushed his lips against mine, “and I can actually help you feel good,”

he whispered against my lips.

“How will you do that?”

I whispered back.

He smiled then moved his to connect his lips against my ear, “fuck you until I’m all you can think about,”

he said as his tongue darted out and licked my earlobe.

I shuddered, completely taken aback by his tone and action.

I could actually admit this was Callum-Hub central moment.

I gripped my towel around my chest so hard it was starting to hurt. My chest heaved as the adrenaline started to hit. My heartbeat couldn’t settle down, and anticipation was running high. All I could do was squeeze my thighs and pretend like his sultry voice and his words and his empty promises weren’t driving me crazy.

I swallowed as I looked at him. “Tell me about it.”

Cal’s brows shot up, he chuckled but I couldn’t tell if it was in awe or amusement. Wasn’t it all the same? He pushed his wet hair back, but a single strand bounced back to his face.

“You want hear about how I’m going to fuck you?”

I laughed but it was only for a second, so it came out like a squeal. “Going to? You’re confident. But yes, let’s hear it.”

He gently grabbed the back of my neck and brought my face close to his, “you’re a dirty girl.”

His breath fanned over my lips.

I didn’t know how to respond. I could only look up at him.

I batted my eyelashes at him, still waiting for him to speak.

“You see,”

he softly sighed as his eyes dropped to my chest, “I want to taste every inch of your skin, I’m utterly obsessed with you,” he whispered as he released his grip from the back of my neck and glided his hand down my back, pulling the towel off me. The action was so swift and intense I sucked in a shaky breath in surprise.

“It’s pathetic, really,”

he mumbled, almost like he was talking to himself. He slowly pushed down the straps of my bra with bated breath and leaned down to kiss my shoulder, “how much I really want you,” he said against my skin. “All the things I want to do to you.”

I sucked in a breath as my chest heaved.

I dipped my hand in his hair as he kissed my shoulder. His lips were hot on my skin, and his other arm was wrapped around me.

“What do you want to do right now?”

I asked quietly.

“I want to make you scream.”

He moved his head up against my neck and softly brushed his lips against my skin. “I want to bend you over this bench and eat your pussy until you beg me to stop, and then I’d finally take you.” He released a heavy breath as his hands slowly moved down my chest to cup my breast.

I bit back a moan as I sighed.

“Only then I’d fuck you slowly.”

He used his other hand to cup my jaw and pushed my head back. “I’d fuck you until I’m all you can think about.”

I swallowed. “What’s stopping you?”

I didn’t need to look at him, I could feel the grin on his lips against my skin.

He moved his lips against my earlobe. “I know I can hold out,”

he said against my ear. He slid his hand down in between my legs, and in response to everything he’s been doing to me so far, I parted my legs open for him almost instantly. Callum dipped his hand inside of my underwear and glided two fingers against my pussy, coating his fingers with my wetness. “I’m just not sure you can,” he whispered before he bit down on my earlobe.

I shuddered and immediately clamped my thighs closed.

I hesitated, but nonetheless I nodded as I swallowed. “I can handle you,”

I almost stuttered but I spoke carefully.

I turned around and looked up at him, my lips parted open and slowly leaned forward until our lips brushed, then—with a single breath—I pushed myself forward and kissed him.

His lips were soft and full, and I didn’t want to stop. I snaked my hand around his neck and pulled him closer as I deepened the kiss with my tongue. I shuddered into our kiss as I felt his fingers gently circling my clit. I nearly melted into him as I titled my head back, but he followed and caught my tongue and sucked it, almost like he knew that would be my exact reaction.

I felt caught.

“You have no idea how breathtaking you look right now,”

he mumbled against my lips as he pulled away to look into my eyes.

I could see the fire in his eyes, how much he truly wanted me. How much he truly loved me, I saw that shift, from that soft look he gave me. It turned into something much more.

Hunger.

Callum slipped two wet fingers inside of me and lips parted open as I moaned. His brows furrowed as he enjoyed the lewd expression on my face as he nearly mimicked me, like just this alone—the look of me enjoying myself—was enough for him.

“Yeah,”

he said softly as he moved his fingers inside of me at a considerate pace, “that look, it’s inimitable.”

I sighed softly.

Callum smiled as he left a chaste kiss on my lips before he dipped his head into the crook of my neck, he ran his nose along my skin then kissed me softly, I shuttered.

My head was cloudy and I couldn’t focus. I was feeling two intense, pleasurable feelings. My skin was burning up and I couldn’t tell if it was from the sauna or the fact that Callum was driving me crazy. I couldn’t keep my voice quiet. I couldn’t God—

Because, because, because…Callum was relentless, his fingers inside of me weren’t nearly enough, he was biting and kissing my skin, grazing his teeth along my breast with my hand tangled in his hair. The lower he got, his speed increased. I melted, completely into him.

“Callum,”

I nearly cried out.

Without sparing me a single glance, he pulled his fingers out and dropped on his knees in front of me and spread my legs open.

He looked up at me, “do you want me to stop?”

I swallowed as my chest heaved, I was feeling hazy, maybe it was from the heat—I couldn’t tell anymore.

I blinked at him as I finally registered his words. “What? No.”

He licked his lips, and my eyes glazed at his body, his chest…until my eyes dropped to his V line. His shorts were pulled down, probably from all the moving but I could see his happy trail, and that raging hard on that rested in his pants.

I looked back up and met his eyes. “I really like you.”

His eyes widened a little, as a single bead of sweat fell down the side of his head. Maybe he was shocked that I had the courage to say something like that at a time like this.

“I mean, I always like you,”

I clarified, “it’s not because of this.”

God, I wanted to crawl into a hole.

“What? You’re telling me you don’t like me because I can make you feel like this?”

Cal teased as he leaned over and kissed my lower stomach, fighting the smile on his face.

I felt my face hit up as my body shamelessly shuttered. My hand flew to my face as I groaned, “I’m only human, Callum.”

He nodded against my skin and kissed my lower stomach again, this time lower, and all the playfulness that was between us disappeared.

“Yeah,”

he whispered, “and I wouldn’t mind if you used me like this,” he said as he pulled my underwear down.

My stomach tightened.

Callum marveled at my skin as he licked and sucked my stomach, working down his way to my pussy.

“Would it even count as using me if I enjoyed it? More than you could comprehend,”

he said as he looked up at me through hooded eyes.

“It’s simple math, Juliette, there’s no feeling better than this.”

He lapped his tongue over my pussy.

I shuddered as I moaned loudly.

I couldn’t agree more.

He pulled my legs over his shoulders, another round of hot steam blew all around us. I dug my hand into his hair as I squeezed my legs around his head as he sucked my clit.

“Fuck!” I moaned.

Callum grumbled against my pussy as he squeezed my thigh. He lapped his tongue once, twice, then moved his hand and pushed two fingers into my pussy. I arched my back as I closed my eyes and dropped my head back. His free hand moved up my wet body. He pushed my body back down then he cupped my breast and twisted my nipples.

My lips parted open as I gasped. It felt like I’d see stars anytime soon.

“You have to scream louder, sweetheart,”

Cal mumbled against my pussy.

I shuddered, feeling his voice vibrate against me. My thighs squeezed against his head as I felt my walls tighten around his fingers. My eyes rolled as I moaned but my fun was caught short when Cal withdrew his fingers and pulled his head away. I released a heavy breath as I glared at him.

“You promised you’d hold out, baby.”

He tilted his head to the side as he smiled, then he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean.

This was a joke, he did this to amuse himself because edging me on wasn’t part of anything but a game. I felt my blood boil, I couldn’t let it slide, I had to give him a taste of his medicine.

I quickly stood up and Callum smiled as he looked up at me on his knees. “You look so beautiful.”

Flattery wasn’t getting him anywhere this time.

“Sit down,”

I ordered.

He stood up and slapped my ass before he sat down, with a smug grin on his face.

I dropped myself in his lap and his eyes dropped with my boobs as they bounced. He immediately wrapped both of his hands around my breasts and before he could attach his vampire fangs around them, I pulled away. Cal looked at me curiously as I slowly dropped on my knees in front of him.

I dragged my hands over his chest like I’d been dying to do this whole entire time. His muscles were taut, and he looked so incredibly sexy with his legs spread open, his slight slouched look, and his head tilted to the side as he looked down at me with an odd expression like he didn’t have the slightest clue of what I was going to do next.

“You’re not the only one that can drive someone crazy.”

Callum’s brows furrowed. “I wasn’t aware I was driving you crazy, you said you could hold out.”

“Yeah, let’s see if you can,”

I mumbled as I pulled down his shorts and his cock sprang free.

He was raging hard as pre-cum dripped down his cock.

“Fuck this,”

he groaned, “just the sight of you like this drives me crazy,” he said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me up and brought me back on his lap. Now I was straddling his lap, feeling his erection under me.

I smiled in satisfaction.

I won.

I cupped his face and leaned in to kiss him as smiled. He wrapped his arms around my waist as he brought me closer against him as we kissed. The kiss was sloppy and desperate, and our skin was slippery and somehow it made everything hotter—and I mean, it only made me want him even more.

I ran my hands over his chest as our tongue moved together, soft sighs were escaping my lips and soft groans were escaping his as he moved his arm on my waist, adjusting himself almost every second.

I pulled away with a groan. I couldn’t ignore my ache any longer, I dropped my forehead on his shoulders as I panted, “please, Cal,”

I muttered.

“Mhmm,”

he hummed as I felt his voice vibrate, “say it.”

“I want you.”

I tightened my arms around his neck.

“Okay, baby,”

he whispered as he kissed my cheek.

He laid another kiss on my shoulder as he gently guided my waist and placed me on top of him. I released a slow breath as he thrusted into me roughly. For a couple seconds he held me, he didn’t move at all…he just held me as our heartbeats synchronized.

He softly caressed my back. My hair was in a ponytail so it was never in the way.

“I love you,”

he whispered against my head as he started moving inside of me in a slow yet delicious pace.

I moaned in response.

This wasn’t how, where, or when I wanted to say I love you to him for the first time. I wouldn’t want him to think that he coerced it out of me.

I closed my eyes as Callum picked up his pace. We broke away from our hug and I placed my hands on his shoulders for support as I moved myself up and down following his pace. His hands rested on my hips as he helped me move but his eyes were fixated on my boobs. He was watching them move as I moved. Like he was in a trance.

Then he finally gave up and leaned in and took one of my nipples in his mouth with a whimper as he bucked his hips forward. I moaned, my stomach tightening.

My brows furrowed as I sighed, “fuck, Cal.”

I bit my lips as he bit my nipple then sucked it again.

He pulled away to look up at me with a smile. “Do that again.”

His hands tightened around my waist.

He licked the valley in between my breasts.

I shuddered. “Do what?”

I muttered, almost incapable of focusing.

“Moan my name again,”

he repeated.

I looked down at him as I tilted my head to the side. “I’m not just going to moan your name on command—”

He pulled out of me and roughly slammed back into me.

“Callum!”

I cried out in pleasure.

He slapped my ass. “You just did, sweetheart.”

“Fuck.”

I groaned as I dropped my head on his shoulder to catch my breath. Callum took it as his opportunity to bite my shoulder as he picked up his pace and fucked me harder.

His body against mine felt right, and I felt completely sure about him—this intimate moment, it felt good. He felt good, and I wouldn’t mind doing this one hundred more times with him. I’d never felt a fraction of what I felt for him with anyone else. Callum occupied every chamber in my heart more and more every day and I couldn’t find a way to put my feelings into words, so I could only hope he could decipher how much I truly felt for him in these moments, when I couldn’t tear my hands off of him, or stop kissing him, or the obvious fact that I couldn’t stop wanting him.

He groaned breathlessly, struggling to focus as much as I was.

My stomach tightened as I felt ecstasy wash over me, I felt myself tighten around him as I came. Cal whispered as he came right after me.

Our chest heaved as we held each other.