Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Penny
W hen I wipe the water out of my eyes, I let them wander down Calvin's body.
The blood is gone now and I won't ask how it got there for a good long time; I understand what he's trained to do, and I trust that he wouldn't have done it if it wasn't necessary. I don't need the details.
Cal stands in front of me, crowding me with his bulk despite the generous size of the shower.
His steel gray hair is wet and pushed back from his face, water drips from his beard, running down a broad chest that's more defined than some of the guys half his age that I see at my gym.
..when I talk myself into going to the gym.
The hair that adorns his chest is mostly the same gray as his beard, with a few more dark strands mixed in. But it's what the thick trail of silvered hair leads to that has me finally, truly, forgetting the horrors of the last several hours.
Calvin's hand is wrapped around the base of his cock where it juts proudly upward from his body, long, thick, and hard enough to look like it hurts.
My hands reach for his chest, drawing across his chiseled pecs, brushing the pads of my thumbs over his flat, dark nipples and liking the reaction I get as he inhales sharply.
When I replace his hand with my own, Calvin groans deeply and leans back against the tiled wall, watching as I sink to my knees in front of him.
I don't line up perfectly with him. I have to straighten my back and angle my neck. He's so hard, I have to pull him down to my mouth.
Reaching out with my tongue, I lick across the swollen head, the bead of salty pre-cum mixing with the shower water on my tongue.
Calvin's body tenses, and when I take him completely in my mouth, his hands tangle in my wet hair.
"Fuck."
His curse comes out harsh and unrehearsed as he pulls my hair away from my face and holds it in one hand behind my head.
"That feels like heaven, baby. Don't stop."
With his free hand, he cups the side of my face. His long fingers wrap around the back of my head, while he strokes my jawline lightly with his thumb.
I continue working his shaft with my hands and my mouth. It takes effort to take him deep and each time I do, a strangled noise hits my ears through the steady drumming of the rainfall shower head.
Cal's hand leaves my hair to slap against the tile suddenly. His body going taut while he thrusts into my grip.
I can feel his eyes on me, and when I look up without taking my mouth off him, I know he's too close to stop now.
"Pen...you have to...or I'm going to come down your pretty little throat, baby."
Every word is forced out of him, like he has to put effort into remembering speech, and I love that I can make this big, strong man break so perfectly for me like this.
I don't let go of him, I swallow everything he pours into me as his hot release hits the back of my throat, never stopping the long strokes up and down his pulsing shaft until he finally stops convulsing in my grip and sags back against the cool shower wall.
It's on then that I start to notice the uncomfortably hard shower floor under my knees.
When I try to stand, my legs won't take the weight and instead, I topple down to a sitting position. Calvin gives me his hand to pull me up but instead, he slides down to sit on the floor with me.
Pulling me around so my back is to his chest, with the water still falling over us.
"There's an extra-large, double slipper tub in my master bath," he whispers into my ear. "When we get home, I'm going to get you in there with me just like this."
His arms snake around me, one hand palming my breast. He lifts, kneads, twists my nipple gently between his thumb and forefinger till he has me leaning back into him in a desperate attempt to give him better access.
"Although, you do look fucking hot with the shower raining down on this perfect body of yours like this."
His voice has deepened to a growl, his touch firmer. Against my back, I can feel his cock stirring back to life already.
Cal's other hand slides down my body, pushing between my legs till I part my thighs for him.
The water is still deliciously hot, but not nearly as hot as the need running through me as his thick fingers part my folds and slip inside me.
Calvin
P enny's thighs fall open for me, her wet body laying against my chest, giving me access to her body like a playground.
I want her again already. My dick's already growing hard between us, ready for round two, hoping to spill inside her womb this time. Doing its job of filling her with child.
My fingers work between her legs, dragging through the wetness that isn't due to the shower. Reaching for a better angle, I get two fingers deep inside her, rubbing along her frontal walls in search of that place that will unravel her completely.
I don't want her thinking about today or about the dark things that brought us here. I only want Penny's mind full of us, together, and the life we're going to have from here on, including the one I want to start inside her.
Right now, with her neck craned and her head thrown back against my shoulder, I'd say I'm doing a damn fine job of making sure she has better memories of this cabin than being locked in that godforsaken basement all alone, or the psychos that threatened her.
Wet sounds echo off the tiled walls all around us, the sounds of Penny's sweet ass as she works those hips for her reward, the sound of her eager pussy taking my fingers deep as I work her up and over that edge.
When we've both decided we're too old to fall asleep on the shower floor, I take my time to admire her again as I run a thick, oversize towel over every inch of her naked skin.
"I love looking at you, baby. Love touching you too." I lean down to whisper in her ear, nipping lightly at the spaces along her jaw.
"Love making you come. In fact--" To prove my point, a press in close to her, letting her feel how hard I am for her again. "-- if you're not already tuckered out, I could make sure you sleep real good tonight."
Penny's smile appears from under the towel as she takes it from me and finishes working her damp hair with it on her own. I was probably tangling it all up and she's just trying to avoid having to shave it off.
"I'm all about making sure we both get a good night's sleep," she purrs up at me, one small hand stroking my shaft with a light touch that's barely more than a tease.
"I certainly don't want you to be up all night either."
It's hard to believe the cute little thing playing with my dick right now is the same woman who came into my life scared and not knowing where else to turn just days ago. It's even harder to believe she wants a future with a rough old bastard like me.
Speaking of which-- I toss her over my shoulder and then drop her on the bed, quickly crawling on with her and pinning her into the sheets.
"You and Tyler never started a family, why not?"
Penny stills beneath me, the playful smile turning to something more worried than the sadness I expected I might get.
"We were waiting till he was discharged. He wasn't going to make the military a career like you did. He wanted to be home to raise his kids and never have them worry when he deployed."
I touch my lips to hers, hoping I didn't spoil the mood by bringing up the life she had before me.
"Sounds like the guy I knew."
"What about you, Cal? You never got married? No kids at all?"
"Married the damn US Navy, sweetheart. Kept me busy. Sent me into places and situations I'm still not allowed to talk about-- even with the guys who were there with me. I guess I just never came across a woman who was going to put up with that...probably, I wasn't lookin'."
"You weren't looking for me, either."
Now I get her smile back. And a swat to my naked ass, perking my dick back up before our conversation is over.
"And I'm done with the service too."
"Are you? Harlan said he's trying to talk you into joining whatever he does? And tonight..."
"Tonight was about keeping you safe. It was about making sure a handful of unstable fanatics don't put you or anyone else in danger ever again.
Harlan's got plenty of guys who want the work he offers them.
I've told him before, I'm not interested in getting into his line of work.
..but never doubt for a second that I'll do whatever needs to be done to protect my family. "
"You're family?"
"Mm hmm," I kiss her cute little nose and then her chin, earning myself a little frown before getting to her lips. "Family. My brothers...my wife ..."
"Wife?"
Penny's soft whisper has me understanding something-- everything's happened so fast. Although I made it clear that she has a future with me, we never got around to talking about what that future's going to look like.
"Wife." I tell her, letting the word bear the full weight of my intentions. "And our children."
"You want kids, Cal?"
"Want 'em with you. Want 'em with you like I never knew I could want a thing."
Hope, or maybe something more like relief, eases her features back into that pretty smile I like so much that I'm planning on making sure it stays there permanently.
"Kinda hoping I knocked you up earlier," I whisper against her ear. "But just in case I didn't, I think we should give it another shot."
This time, Penny doesn't mention the lights at all.