20. Caleb
CHAPTER 20
Caleb
M y eyes take in Bailey and her beautiful skin as she stands before me in nothing but a lace bra and panties. Her tits are perfect, just over a handful, and she has hips that are perfect for holding onto as I take her from behind. Hesitance fills her face and body language as her eyes avoid me and she attempts to cover her stomach.
“Everything. I want it all off,” I say.
She reaches behind her back and undoes her bra, sliding it down her arms and dropping it with the rest of her clothes before she does the same with her panties. I watch each of her movements, enraptured by her. When she’s completely naked, I walk up to her and kiss her, enjoying her taste. I move my lips along her jaw and neck, continuing to move down her chest until I capture a nipple in my mouth. I flick my tongue over the hardened bud, and she moans as her hand comes to my hair. Her grip is tight as my tongue plays with her nipple. I kiss across to her other breast, teasing her the same way.
My teeth scrape over her nipple as I release it and drop to my knees, kissing down her stomach as I go. I lick across each of her beautiful stretch marks, nipping my way to the apex of her thighs. I smell her arousal and groan, wanting a taste, but needing to tease her first. I continue licking and nipping across her stomach, hip to hip, and the top of each thigh. Her grip tightens on my hair, and she mewls at each of my movements over her sensitive skin.
When I finally decide I’ve built her up enough, I help her spread her legs and kiss up her thighs and lick her from entrance to clit. She bucks into my face, and I grip her thigh, throwing her leg over my shoulder for better access. Her flavour erupts on my tongue, and I groan around her clit. She arches, calling my name as I continue to use my tongue. I add a finger, slowly circling her entrance, teasing her.
“Please,” she begs.
I grin; I like hearing her beg for me.
I continue to tease her, circling her entrance and then slowly inserting my finger before pulling out and repeating the same motion. She yanks my hair as she tries to shove my face away from her dripping pussy.
“Caleb, I need to come,” she mewls. “Please.” Her voice comes out in a breathy plea.
I push my finger fully inside her, finding that sensitive spot. I scrape my teeth over her clit before pulling my finger out and adding another as I continue to work her. I move my hand and tongue faster. She bucks her hips into my face, seeking her pleasure, and I give it to her. I use my teeth over her clit one last time and it sends her over the edge. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers, and she chants my name over and over as she comes.
When I’ve pulled every last drop of her orgasm from her, I withdraw my fingers and rise to my full height. Making eye contact with her, I lick her off my fingers. She reaches for me, and I kiss her, forcing her to taste herself on my lips.
She works to undo the buttons of my shirt then pushes it off my shoulders. Her hands roam over my chest, and her eyes widen as she moves them slowly down my stomach. She drops to her knees in front of me, working to undo my jeans. My head drops back, and I groan. The sight of her before me on her knees is almost too much. When she gets my jeans undone, she pulls them and my boxer briefs down until my cock springs free. Wrapping her hand around it, she leans forward and licks the tip with a mischievous grin. I’m too on edge to have her tease me like a brat.
My hand grips her hair, pulling her head back so I can look into her eyes. “Don’t fucking tease me, Bailey. Now open that pretty little mouth of yours.”
She opens, and I slowly feed my cock between her lips.
I groan as her hot mouth wraps around me. Her hand helps work the part of me that can’t fit. My hips buck as she hollows her cheeks, her free hand coming up and rolling my balls. This woman is bringing me to the edge faster than I ever have before. The telltale tingling sensation at the base of my spine lets me know I’m close. I pull her off me, a popping sound echoing around the room.
I lean over her, my lips hovering over hers. “I want to come with your pussy wrapped around my cock. Now be a good girl and get on the bed.”
She swallows but does exactly as I say. I smile to myself. She’s good at taking orders.
I shove my jeans and underwear the rest of the way off and step out of them before climbing on the bed between her legs. I kiss my way up her body slowly, flicking my tongue over each of her nipples and pulling them with my teeth. I kiss her, slowly this time, savouring it. The way she meets my tongue, the feel of her lips, the way she surrenders to me.
She reaches between us, running my cock through her slick pussy. She’s completely soaked. I groan and place my head on her shoulder.
“Condom.” I barely get t he word out as her grip tightens around me.
“Birth control, I’m all clear,” she pants.
Her words are almost my undoing. My hips buck closer to her. I’ve never even considered going without before, but Bailey has all my usuallies flying out the window.
“Me too. I was just tested.”
That’s all she seems to need as she positions me at her entrance and begins to wrap her legs around me. I grip the sheets beside her head in a fist as I slowly push inside her, her pussy stretching around me. She feels like fucking heaven. I could die right now and be a happy man.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” I groan into the spot between her neck and shoulder. When I’m fully seated, I stop, allowing her to adjust. She bucks into me as she moans.
“Move, please, Caleb.”
I nip at her shoulder, lifting and watching her face as I pull out of her slowly. When just the tip is still inside, I thrust my hips forward, hard and fast. Her back lifts off the bed, and she mewls when I hit that sensitive spot inside. I continue to slowly thrust my hips, finding that spot each time. She meets every one of my movements. My left hand wraps around her throat while my right finds her clit. I watch her eyes roll back as she moans my name.
Her hands move up to her breasts, and she plays with her nipples.
“Fuck woman,” I groan.
She smiles as she meets my eyes and continues to play with herself.
I tighten my grip on her throat slightly, remove my hand from her clit, and slap it. The sensation sends her over the edge, and she clamps around my cock. Her hands fly out, gripping my forearm as she comes.
When she comes down from her high, I remove my hand from her throat and pull out of her. “On your knees.”
She moves as quickly as she can, getting on all fours. I push down on her shoulders as I line myself up with her again. Gripping her hips, I thrust forward, and she moans as she fists the sheets. I’m able to get deeper in this position, and it’s driving me crazy. I don’t take my time, I fuck her fast and hard, watching her ass bounce every time I hit it.
I slap her right cheek, leaving a nice pink mark, and her legs begin to give out. She’s close. She tightens around me, and I grip her hips so tightly she might have bruises tomorrow as I fuck her harder. Faster. The tingling starts at the base of my spine again. I need her to come. I reach around and find her clit. Two flicks of it and she’s coming around me. I follow, emptying myself in her as my thrusts become jerky and I call her name.
I roll off of her and her legs go out. She lies there, flat on her stomach. She smiles at me, and I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. We’re both panting as we just stare at each other. I’m trying to wrap my mind around everything. I’ve never felt so out of control during sex as I did with Bailey. She had me wanting to consume her, destroy her, and leave her forgetting about anyone but me.
“Best sex I’ve ever had,” she says breathlessly.
I grin, leaning over to kiss her. “Me too.”
We lie like that for a minute, staring at each other. I can’t ever remember a time after sex when I’ve just wanted to stare at a woman.
I finally lift off the bed and pick her up. She giggles as she wraps her arms around my neck. I kiss her nose as I walk us into the washroom, placing her on the counter before I turn on the shower. As the water warms up, I step between her legs and kiss her slowly.
There is zero urgency to this kiss. It’s intimate. Exploring. Savouring. With my hand in her hair, I pull her head back, a llowing me a better angle. She goes with the movement and wraps her arms and legs around me. Her nails gently scrape my back and it gets me going. I feel myself hardening between her legs.
I pull back and lead her into the shower, allowing her to get under the water first. When she’s good and wet, I grab the bar of soap and begin washing her. I start on her back, moving my way slowly down to her ass, massaging each cheek, before moving down her legs. I turn her and stand back up. I massage each of her breasts, tweaking her nipples, and she throws her head back with a moan. I walk her back as I work my way down her stomach and kneel before her.
I throw her leg over my shoulder, giving myself a perfect view of her pussy. It’s pink and wet, and not from the shower. I grin up at her as I lick her lazily. Her hand immediately goes to my hair, and I grin. I eat her like a man starved, tasting every part of her. She’s still sensitive from her earlier orgasms. I suck on her clit twice, and she detonates.
When she’s come down from the high, I stand and she wraps her arms around my neck before jumping up. I grab her legs as she wraps them around my hips. She reaches down and positions herself before sliding down my cock. She’s fucking soaked, and I slide in easily.
“Fuck, woman, you’re going to be the death of me.”
She grins as she continues to work herself on me. I grip her ass tightly and take over, bouncing her on my cock as she grips my shoulders and throws her head back. Her tits bounce with each thrust, and I lean forward, capturing a nipple between my teeth and tugging on it before laving it with my tongue.
We keep a relentless pace as she clenches around me. A couple more bounces and she comes. As soon as she clamps down around me, I come. I’m breathless as I hold her against the wall. She slowly unwraps her legs from around my hips before she grabs the bar of soap and begins washing me. She takes her time as she washes every inch of me, and it’s the most intimate I’ve ever been with a woman.
I shut off the water and step out of the shower. I wrap a towel around her and then my waist. I slowly dry her body before offering her one of my shirts to wear to bed. I slip into a pair of boxer briefs and go to climb into bed. I look up and see Bailey still standing in the middle of the room. She looks hesitantly between the bed and the door.
“Bails, come to bed.”
“I can go back to my room,” she says as she plays with the hem of my shirt.
I walk around the bed and stop in front of her, gently placing my hands on each side of her face. “Bailey, I want you in my bed. I want you beside me. You’re not going back to that room unless it’s what you want.”
She looks into my eyes for a few seconds before she nods and walks around me, climbing under the covers.
I round the bed and climb in behind her, wrapping an arm around her middle and pulling her into me. “You’re not sleeping all the way over there,” I say as I drop a kiss on her temple.
She wiggles back into me, and I hold her tight. Her hand comes to mine, and she interlaces our fingers. I listen to her breathing as it slows, and she falls asleep in my arms.
I wake up in the morning to Bailey draped across me and I smile. Her hair is spread across my chest and shoulder, her arm is wrapped around my stomach, and her leg is over mine like she was worried I’d run away. There is no way that’s going to happen.
I turn and check the time an d see it’s almost 9 a.m. I didn’t wake up in the middle of the night. The only thing I can think of that caused that is Bailey. I run my fingers through her hair as she snuggles into me. Her eyelashes flutter across my skin before she looks up at me with a smile.
“Good morning,” she says.
I tuck her hair behind her ear. “Good morning.”
I lean down and kiss her. She pulls back from the kiss and throws her leg all the way over me to straddle my hips. She looks at me with an expression full of lust as she reaches down and pulls my shirt over her head before pushing my boxer briefs down and pulling my cock out. She sits over me, her blonde hair cascading down her front and back. I groan as I grip her hips. She has a mischievous smile as she lifts, positioning herself before sinking down on my cock. She goes slowly, allowing each inch to stretch her. I throw my head back, gripping her hips as I try not to just thrust mine up. When she’s all the way down and our hips meet, she leans her head back, her hair going with as she grinds herself on my pelvic bone, working her clit against me.
She swivels her hips before lifting up and slamming down. She works herself up then she leans forward, planting her hands on my chest.
“Play with my clit,” she moans while continuing to ride me.
I let her take the lead this morning. I don’t usually take orders, but seeing her like this, so unrestrained, has me doing exactly as she asks. I reach between us, finding her clit. With each swipe of my thumb, her nails scrape at my skin. When she comes, her nails dig in, leaving marks. I love it.
I remove my hand and hold her hips as I thrust, finding my own release. She collapses on top of me, and I brush her hair back before kissing her forehead.
“Breakfast?” I ask, and she nods against my chest.
She rolls off me, and I make my way into the washroom, cleaning myself off before returning to the bedroom with a warm washcloth and cleaning Bailey. I give her a quick kiss before tossing the washcloth into the laundry basket.
Opening the bedroom door, I see Finn lying in front of it. He lifts his head, giving me an expression that tells me he’s not happy about not being able to sleep on the bed last night. I reach down and scratch the top of his head.
“Come on, boy. Let’s get you some breakfast, and I’ll let you out to pee.”
He follows me down the stairs and into the kitchen. I turn on the coffeepot then fill Finn’s bowl. Once he starts chowing down, I begin scrambling eggs and putting bacon into a frying pan. As I finish plating breakfast, Bailey wanders into the kitchen wearing only my shirt. I hand her a cup of coffee and kiss her.
I enjoy being able to kiss her whenever I want and I’m going to take advantage of it. She smiles at me before settling into a chair at the kitchen table.
“What do you want to do today?” I ask her.
“I don’t have any plans.”
“So you’re saying that I can keep you naked until we need to leave for the game?”
She smiles and blushes.
“I love that colour,” I say.
She raises an eyebrow, and I reach forward and brush the backs of my fingers over her cheek. Leaning down, I whisper, “The pink your cheeks turn when you blush.”
Goosebumps erupt over her skin as my breath dusts over the shell of her ear, and I grin at her body’s reaction to me.
When we finish eating, we place our plates in the sink. I lift Bailey into my arms as she giggles and wraps her legs around me then I rush us upstairs. We spend the next few hours in bed, either exploring each other’s bodies or talking.
She tells me about her paren ts and their deaths and how that left her with no other family as her parents were only children and her grandparents had already passed. Lily was the only friend who stuck by her when she got pregnant.
It takes everything in me to not ask for names and addresses to go over and give these people a piece of my mind. Who abandons their friend just because they get pregnant? I could never imagine pulling away from Josh and Olivia or from Max and Sarah because they’re expecting.
I tell her about my father dying overseas while I was a teenager and how my mom raised Max and me by herself. She listens, taking in every word. I almost tell her how I’ve been requesting records from the military to find out more about my father’s death, but I’m not able to work up the nerve. I haven’t told anyone yet, not even my mom or Max.
At 3 p.m., we get up and get dressed before heading to the game. I have Bailey hook her phone up to the car stereo and I find out she listens to a lot of pop, particularly a lot of Taylor Swift. We ride there with my hand on her thigh as she sings along. When we get there, I kiss her before she joins Olivia and then make my way to the dressing room.