Keller and Callahan

Chapter 19

Olivia lay languidly in the afterglow of sex. Thank God it was Sunday. She had absolutely zero plans for the day besides ravaging Sam and his beautifully sculpted body. He was nothing but six foot three inches of rock hard man, and she had every intention of exploring every single inch of him.

Rolling over, she propped herself up on her elbow as she looked down at him dreamily. God, he was beautiful. There had never been a more perfect sight than a naked Sam Callahan tangled up in her bed sheets. He lay on his back, eyes closed, with one arm pinned behind his head, the other draped across his chest. While his muscled body was every bit the man, when Olivia gazed at his face, her heart couldn’t help but break when she saw glimpses of the former young boy she used to know. The young boy who had seen and been a part of terrible things. His face looked so guileless and pure, his closed eyes shielding the look of anguish that sometimes crept into them. She knew she would never understand the demons he carried with him, but by God she was finally going to start fighting them alongside him.

She was shattered when he hadn’t returned after his eighteenth birthday. Her worry for his well-being had been her main focus for months, but once she found out that he had gone elsewhere, that worry had quickly transformed into anger. Anger that he had strung her along for the whole year they were corresponding about their future plans. Anger that she had allowed herself to give her heart over so completely. Once the anger ebbed from a roiling boil to a slow simmer, pain was the only emotion that had consumed her. That she had once again been abandoned, that she wasn’t good enough. It took months of Cassie and her father reassuring her otherwise that she started to come around and allow the hurt to slowly heal.

But over the years that passed, she couldn’t help but picture the boy who trusted her to hold him while he learned to float. And then the young man who physically put himself between her and his fire-wielding father. She held onto the hope knowing that person would never desert her willingly, that there had to be a huge reason why he never came back. And underneath all the anger, betrayal, sadness, and hope, she had held onto the fact that the love she felt for him would be enough to get her through.

Bending down to place a kiss on his chest, she lay her head against the thump of his heart. His arm wrapped around her instinctively and pulled her close. Snuggling in as far as she could go, she felt him take a deep breath and let out a satisfied groan as he pulled her tighter against him.

“Good morning,” he said lazily as he ducked his head to give her a kiss on the lips.

“Morning,” she said through a grin. Wrapping her leg across his waist, she looked up at him with clouded eyes and gave him a mischievous smirk. “I hope you don’t have any plans today. Because I’m not letting you out of this bed.”

Giving her a playful pat on her bare ass eliciting a delightful squeal from her lips, he smiled. “Liv. It would take a nuclear bomb to get me out of this bed with you looking like that.” He began to trace his fingers along her back in lazy circles.

Her hair was tousled, in a way that screamed sex, and her lips were swollen where he had kissed her all night long. He had never seen anything more beautiful.

“Oh yeah? And what ever are you going to do with me?” She taunted him.

“I have some ideas,” he growled as he pulled her mouth up to his for a deep and inviting kiss. Pulling away a moment later, she gave him a devilish smile from underneath her lashes.

“I have some ideas of my own,” she started tracing kisses down his stomach, skimming her hands down the tautness of his abs, before grabbing his erection firmly in her hands.

Sam could have sworn his heart stopped beating. Looking down at Olivia beneath his legs, gazing up at him through heavy-lidded eyes full of lust, he gripped the sheets with such force to anchor him from floating to the sky.

He let out a groan of pure pleasure as she began to lick the entire length of him in pure seductiveness. She made a point to make eye contact with him when she took him into her mouth and his head fell back in ecstasy as she began to move her mouth and hand up and down his shaft at the same time. It took every ounce of control he had in his body not to thrust himself into her deeper. Almost as if she could read his mind, she took him as far as he could go and he whispered holy fuck under his breath when he could feel the vibration of her moan at the back of her throat.

“Jesus Liv. You have a goddamn perfect mouth,” fisting his hands in her hair when she took him even deeper. Every part of him was threatening to explode, and the only thing he had on his mind was giving her the pleasure she had just given him.

Regretting not coming in her mouth, he groaned as he slipped himself from her swollen lips and effortlessly pulled her on top of him. Without giving her time to think, he adjusted her hips and sat her right on top of his dick that was slick with her saliva where she had sucked him to oblivion. She let out a scream of satisfaction as she sank down hard on his cock. He began pulsing his hips in a way that rocked him right over the sensitive spot of her sex. She lost all sense of everything and let her instincts take over. She began to ride him fast and hard, and moaned when Sam’s hands clung to her hips in encouragement.

Looking down into his bright green eyes, she saw nothing but hunger. Pure male hunger that was solely focused on her. That look alone could lead her to climax but it was when he sat up and placed her hard nipple in his mouth that she lost all control. Feeling her release as she tightened around him, Sam pulled her down on top of him and cupped the back of her neck, pinning her to his chest. With one more thrust he emptied inside her and felt her body instantly go lax on top of his.

Not speaking for a few moments while their labored breathing started to slow, Sam went back to tracing designs on her back. After a minute, she realized he was drawing different sized hearts along her skin. Closing her eyes in grateful contentment, she pushed up to look him in the eyes.

“Sam Callahan, you are a God.”

Chuckling under his breath, he pinched one of her tight little ass cheeks. “I don’t know about God, but you just made me feel as if I’ve died and gone to Heaven.” Falling onto his chest in a fit of giggles, she tucked her head underneath his chin and snuggled in closer to his body heat.

“That wasn’t a cheesy line or anything - you use that one after every one of your sexcapades?” She asked against his chest.

“Shh shh, I’m still floating on a cloud, don’t burst my bubble, Keller,” he theatrically covered her mouth with his hand. Laughing from underneath his fingers, she spoke through them in a mumbled mess of words.

“How have I gone so long without having you in my bed?”

Releasing his hand from her mouth, he gave her a quick peck on the cheek and tucked her in closer against him. “Let’s not go another ten years, alright?”

“Ten years? I won’t be able to go another ten minutes…” she said teasingly as she traced her fingertips along the strong ridge of his chest.

“I was thinking more along the lines of ten seconds,” he dipped down to catch her mouth in a long, lingering kiss. He was just about to take it deeper when the shrill of his cell phone buzzed in his pants that lay in a heap on the floor. “Shit,” he cursed against Olivia’s mouth.

“Let it go to voicemail,” she whispered as she began tracing kisses along his jaw.

“Good plan” growling as he rolled her over onto her back and settled on top of her. “I do believe I have some other ideas of what I want to do to you –” his sentiments were cut off as his phone rang again. “Mother fucker. Hold on, baby,” he said begrudgingly as he gently rolled off of her and smoothly exited the bed.

Snatching his phone from the pocket in frustration, he snapped at the person on the other line. “Yeah? Callahan.”

Pausing as he listened to the person speak on the other end, he ran a hand absently through his dark hair, mussing it up in such a sexy way. Remembering the way that gorgeous head of hair looked between her legs last night, Olivia could feel the insides of her thighs start to grow hot.

“Shit man, my bad. I completely forgot,” hearing a chuckle come from the other end of the line, she saw a sly grin creep over Sam’s face. “You could say I’ve been a little busy,” he shot Olivia a wink that caused her to pull the covers over her head to hide her blushing cheeks.

“Yeah. I’ll see ya in fifteen. Be right there,” he said as he hung up and tossed his phone back on the pile of his clothes.

Pulling her head out from under the sheets, Olivia gave Sam a dramatic pout. “I thought we were going to stay in bed all day.”

“My business partner, Jensen, is here for the week. We’ve been scouting out locations for our next center and I told him about the epic events you guys put on for the 4th. So he decided to come stay and check it out on his way to his next site visit,” Sam said as he started pulling on his boxers. Which was an absolute tragedy in Olivia’s opinion. His perfect body should never have to be hidden by clothes.

“I’m meeting him at the restaurant. Get dressed, Keller. You’re comin with me,” he said as he tossed her a shirt and laughed when it landed on her head.

“The only reason I would even consider leaving this bed today is for brunch. I’m in. But I have a very important question for you,” she said as she tossed the tank top back at him. When he gave her a puzzling look, she asked, “bottomless mimosas or bloody marys?”

“Do I look like a guy that sips mimosas? Bloody Mary, all the way. With extra bacon - we have to make it manly.”

Laughing, she hopped from the bed and reached up on her tiptoes to kiss him. “The only other thing that could get me out of this bed with you is a hot shower,” she tossed over her shoulder as she walked naked into the bathroom. “Coming, Callahan?”

“Sweet Jesus, what a woman,” he whispered under his breath as he scrambled after her.