24. Fiona
24
FIONA
T he heat of his body against her was driving her crazy. "Caleb," she murmured again against his lips.
Caleb pulled back slightly, his blue eyes gleaming with a mischievous light. His hands started working the buttons of her blouse.
Fiona's breath hitched as his fingers brushed against her skin, her own hands finding their way to the hem of his shirt. She pushed it up, revealing the hard planes of his chest. "I have to say, this is quite the... distraction technique." As they undressed each other, Fiona marveled at the raw power contained within his body.
When he leaned in to kiss her neck, she let her head fall back, exposing the sensitive skin. His lips were warm against her skin.
"You're beautiful, Fiona," he said, his breath tickling her ear. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples into hard peaks. She gasped at the sensation, the fire within her sparking to life.
Caleb's lips trailed lower, his tongue tracing a path across her collarbone before he took one of her nipples into his mouth. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She arched against him, her fingers threading through his dark hair, holding him close.
"Caleb," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. She could feel the heat building inside her.
Fiona's heart hammered against her ribcage as Caleb's lips explored her body. She gasped as he kissed his way down her stomach, her body tensing with a nervous anticipation.
Caleb paused, his blue eyes capturing hers. "You okay?" he asked.
Fiona's cheeks flamed, her words catching in her throat. "I... I've never..." she stammered.
A gentle smile curved Caleb's lips. "Just trust me, Fiona," he said softly. "I'll make sure you enjoy every second."
She nodded, her eyes locked onto his as he continued his descent. The heat under her skin flared.
Caleb's breath was hot against her most sensitive area, his fingers gently parting her folds. Fiona's breath hitched, her body trembling. But as his tongue flicked out, tasting her with a gentleness, her worries dissolved into sheer ecstasy.
The sensation was electric, a jolt that traveled from the core of her being to the very tips of her fingers and toes. She let out a low moan, her hands finding their way into his dark hair, her fingers curling into fists.
Caleb's hands slid under her, lifting her hips to meet his mouth with an urgency that left her reeling. The lapping of his tongue was a rhythm she felt in her bones, a dance that he was teaching her step by dizzying step.
"Caleb," she breathed, her voice laced with wonder. "I didn't know... I had no idea it could feel like this."
He paused for a moment, pulling back just enough to speak. "There's so much I want to show you, Fiona," he said, his eyes dark with desire.
Then he was upon her again, his mouth working its magic, coaxing her higher and higher. The fire within her roared to life.
Fiona's body arched, her muscles tensing as a wave of pleasure crashed over her. She cried out, the sound mingling with the crackle of the flames that danced across her skin.
As the aftershocks subsided, Caleb crawled up her body, a satisfied grin on his face. "I'd say that was a success," he said, his voice teasing.
Fiona's body hummed, her skin tingling with the remnants of pleasure. She watched him, his lips curved in a satisfied smile, his blue eyes gleaming with unspent desire. She wanted to give him the same pleasure he had just given her.
"Caleb," she began, her voice a soft whisper. "I want to... um, return the favor." Her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement, her heart pounding in her chest.
Caleb's eyes widened slightly, a surprised chuckle escaping his lips. "Fiona, you don't have to do that," he said.
"I know I don't have to," she replied, a determined glint in her green eyes. "I want to. But... I've never done this before."
A gentle smile softened his features, and he reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. "I'll guide you," he promised. "Just like you trusted me, I trust you."
Fiona nodded, her confidence bolstered by his words. She shuffled down the couch, her hands tentatively exploring the hard planes of his chest, the defined muscles of his abdomen. She could feel the heat of his skin beneath her palms, a heat that seemed to call to her own inner fire.
Caleb laid back. He watched her, his gaze filled with a mixture of desire and affection. "Just do what feels natural," he coached, his voice steady.
Fiona took a deep breath and pulled his sweatpants down. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw his hard member emerge. She wrapped her fingers around the length of him tentatively, her touch light and exploratory. She marveled at the way he responded to her touch with a sharp intake of breath.
Emboldened, she leaned down, her tongue darting out to taste him. The salty-sweet flavor of his skin was intoxicating, and she found herself eager to learn, to please. She looked up at him, her eyes seeking approval, and was met with an encouraging nod.
"That's it, Fiona," he said, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Just like that."
Her lips closed around him, her movements tentative at first, but growing bolder with each passing moment. She listened to the sounds he made, the soft moans and the ragged breaths that told her she was on the right track.
"Fiona," he breathed, his body tensing beneath her. "You're incredible."
As the moments passed, the tension in Caleb's body grew, his breathing becoming more labored. Fiona could sense his approaching climax.
"Fiona, I'm close," he warned.
Fiona's heart raced as Caleb sat up on the couch abruptly, pulling her up with him.
Caleb's hand found hers, his grip gentle as he led her to his bedroom. The moonlight streaming through the window cast a soft glow on their naked bodies. Fiona's breath hitched as he pulled her down onto his bed, the cool sheets a stark contrast to the warmth of his skin.
"Hey," Caleb said softly, his fingers brushing a stray lock of red hair from her face. "You okay?"
Fiona nodded, her voice catching in her throat. "Yeah, I'm good. Just... this is all new to me."
A small smile played on Caleb's lips, and he leaned in to press a tender kiss to her forehead. "We'll take it slow," he promised, his hand tracing soothing circles on her back. "And if at any point you want to stop, we stop. No questions asked."
Fiona let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly. "Thank you, Caleb," she murmured, her hand coming up to cup his cheek. "That means a lot to me."
Their eyes locked, a silent conversation passing between them. Then, with a gentleness that belied his strength, Caleb rolled them over so that Fiona was lying on top of him. The new position surprised a laugh out of her, the sound light and airy in the otherwise quiet room.
"What's so funny?" Caleb asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
"Nothing," Fiona said, shaking her head. "It's just... I never imagined my first time would be on top of an alpha wolf."
Caleb chuckled, his hands sliding down to grip her hips. "Well, I aim to please," he said, his tone teasing. "And for the record, I'm honored to be your first."
Fiona's cheeks flushed at his words, and she leaned down to capture his lips in a searing kiss. The taste of him was intoxicating.
As their kiss deepened, Fiona could feel the evidence of Caleb's arousal pressing against her. She rocked her hips experimentally, eliciting a low groan from him.
"You're doing great," Caleb said, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Just follow your instincts."
Emboldened by his words, Fiona reached between them, her fingers wrapping gently around his hard length. She positioned him at her entrance tentatively, the tip of him teasing her with the promise of what was sure to come.
"Ready?" Caleb asked softly, his blue eyes searching hers.
Fiona nodded, her throat too tight to speak. She bore down on him slowly, the initial stretch bordering on discomfort but quickly giving way to a feeling of fullness that was both overwhelming and exhilarating.
Caleb's hands tightened on her hips, his body tensing beneath her as he fought to maintain control. "Fiona," he breathed, his voice filled with awe. "You feel incredible."
Fiona smiled, her body adjusting to the new sensation. She began to move, her rhythm tentative at first but growing more confident with each thrust. The sound of their bodies coming together, the soft gasps and moans that filled the room, only served to heighten her arousal.
"Touch yourself," Caleb urged her, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to watch you come undone."
Fiona's hand slipped tentatively between her legs, her fingers finding the bundle of nerves that throbbed with need. The added stimulation sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, each one more intense than the last.
"Caleb," she gasped, her movements becoming more frantic as she felt herself hurtling towards the edge. "I'm... I'm close."
"Let go, Fiona," Caleb said, his voice a low growl that resonated within her. "I've got you."
With a final, shuddering cry, Fiona tumbled over the edge, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. Caleb followed soon after, his own release triggering a second wave of pleasure for her.
As they laid there in the aftermath, their bodies still intimately connected, Fiona couldn't help but marvel at the turn her life had taken. She had come to Saltwater Grove looking for a fresh start, never imagining that she would find love in the arms of an alpha wolf.