20. Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Evan
C alista is nestled close to my side, wrapped in a warm blanket as we settle in to watch a movie.
My brain is relentless in reminding me over and over again how her warm, cuddly body is snuggled up to me. I have no idea what is going on in the movie, only that the girl I had the biggest crush on growing up is burrowed against me. All I want to do is kiss her and never stop. But I also don’t want to scare her off either.
Instead, to distract myself, I concentrate on memorizing this moment and enjoying the little things. Like her giggles at something that happens in the movie. Or the scent of her shampoo that surrounds me as she rests her head on my shoulder and the way the glow of the screen illuminates our faces and casts dancing shadows across the room.
Right then, her eyes meet mine and a smile lights up her face. Without hesitation, I lean in and press my lips to hers. They’re soft and inviting and comfortable. It's like coming home after a long journey - everything falls into place and feels right again.
As our mouths meet, a jolt of electricity surges through my body, igniting every nerve ending. She melts into my body, and I crave more. I need her body close to mine, like I need a breath. There’s too much space between us. So, I pull her into me, but before I can make my next move, she takes it a step further. Without any hesitation, she climbs into my lap, straddling it, while not once breaking the kiss.
I know she can feel how hard I am and how much I want her. Fortunately, that seems to spur her on. She grabs my hair with both hands, causing me to let out a deep groan. Suddenly, she stops, freezing in place.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” she says, thinking she hurt me and she tries to pull away.
Stopping her, I wrap my good arm round her waist and pull her tight to me.
“That was a good groan, not a painful one. It feels so right having you near me like this.” Then making my point, I lift so my hard cock presses into her.
Her eyes widen as she feels me, but a shy smile crosses her face. She rocks her hips and the slide of her across my cock is heavenly torture. Tossing my head back on the couch, I enjoy every second of it. Keeping my eyes on Calista, her cheeks have a slight blush on them, and her nipples are diamond hard poking through her shirt.
“Maybe we should move this to the bedroom.” I reach up and cup her breast, running my thumb over the hard peak through her shirt.
She pushes her chest into my hand and moans.
“Eyes on me, baby girl.” I don’t move until her eyes meet mine.
“Do you want this?” I need to know I’m not pushing her into something she isn’t ready for.
“More than anything,” she says.
“Then let’s go up to my room. Our first time together isn’t going to be a quickie on the couch like we are trying to sneak around before your dad and brothers get home.” Smiling dreamily at me, she takes my hand as we climb the stairs. When we reach the top, she turns around.
“For the record, I wouldn’t be trying to sneak around at my parents’ house. There is someone always home and I would be way too scared of being caught,” she says, flouncing into my room.
Growing up, once I realized I had a crush on her, I was scared to walk into that house and catch her with someone. So I always made sure I had Cody with me and he walked in the door first. Silly things my teenage self would imagine and the thoughts would run crazily through my mind. With one sentence, she put a younger version of me at ease. I wonder if she knew what she was doing with that one.
Once back in my room, her nerves must be kicking in because she is suddenly shyer that she was downstairs. That’s the last thing I want. Cupping her face in my hand, I rub my thumb along her cheek, grounding us both in this moment.
“You are in control here. You say stop and we stop. I want this but it’s because I want you ,” I stress.
Right away, she relaxes and wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me in for a kiss. I let her take control of this one because I can tell she needs it. Though I do walk her backward toward the bed, letting the back of her knees hit the bed. Startled, she sits and looks questioningly at me.
It hits me then my arm is going to slow us down, but she’s obviously waiting for me to make the next move. So I do.
“Remove your shirt,” I tell her, not moving or taking my eyes off her.
I swear she moves in slow motion as each inch of skin below her shirt is revealed. My heart is races and suddenly I want her naked to see all of her.
She is so much more beautiful than whatever I came up with in my head. She has curves that I can’t wait to touch, and the blush on her cheeks is sexy as hell.
But she’ looking down at her hands and nervously twisting them.
“What’s running through that perfect head of yours?” I ask.
“It’s nothing.” She takes a deep breath, squares her shoulders, but won’t meet my eyes.
“If it’s bothering you, then it’s something. Tell me, baby girl.” I run my hand through her hair, wanting a small connection between us.
“It’s just…” she pauses.
Giving her time to form her thoughts, I don’t speak.
“It’s just I’m older than you. I’ve got stretch marks, and my thighs prove I like cake over carrots…” she murmurs.
“I love your body,” I say, reaching for her hand and placing it on my hard cock to prove my point. “Age doesn’t matter to me. Your stretch marks make you human, and I honestly love your curves. Don’t you dare start eating carrots over cake because I know that isn’t you.”
Reaching up, I unbutton my shirt, but she stops me, placing her hand over mine.
“Can I?” Her words are a mere sigh.
Unable to speak, I nod, watching her face as she slowly unbuttons my shirt. Even though she’s seen me without a shirt every night as she helps with my shoulder, this feels different. But right now, her beautiful eyes are roaming over me like a whisper in the wind. When the shirt drops to the ground, her hand lightly traces over one of my tattoos. I want her with everything in me. And I don’t want to wait another minute.
Catching her eye, I give her an order. “Take off your clothes and lie in the middle of the bed.” I’m hardly able to get the words out just thinking of her naked in my bed.
If I was able to remove her clothes, I would take my time and kiss every inch of her skin, ending at her pussy. But with one arm, it makes that challenging. But I will make up for it as soon as I can use my arm again. Though there’s no way I want to wait to have her and show her that I’m all in. All the way.
Watching her peel off every piece of clothing is the most erotic show I’ve ever seen. Her bra hits the ground, exposing her large breasts and hard dusty pink nipples. Then she slowly removes her pants and as they hit the floor, she steps out of them, standing in just her lacy underwear. I lose any sense of composure when they hit the ground and want to devour her.
Unhurriedly, she moves to the center of the bed and watches me as I just as slowly remove my pants and boxers. I reach into my nightstand, grab a condom, and toss it beside her on the bed before climbing between her legs.
I spread her wide for me and as I lean down to get my first taste of her, she tries to close her legs.
“You don’t have to too…” she trails off.
I pause for a moment. Who the hell made her feel like that? I don’t want to think of her with other men because at this moment, I’m certain she won’t be with anyone else ever again.
“Open your legs, baby girl. This isn’t for you, this is for me.” Without another word, I push her legs wide and kiss and nibble up the inside of her thighs.
When my lips connect with her clit, her back bows off the bed. She tastes sweet and I want more and more. With how vocal she is, I know she’s enjoying this. I’m instantly addicted, and I’d spend all night down here if I could. But my cock is begging for attention, and the position is making my shoulder throb. I realize really quickly I’m going to have to put her in control, so I don’t cause any setbacks.
Sitting up, I grab the condom, putting it on carefully with one hand, not once taking my eyes off of her.
“Scoot over,” I say.
When she moves to the side of the bed, I lie down in her spot. “You are in control tonight. I’m pretty sure my nurse wouldn’t be too happy if I hurt my shoulder any more than it already is,” I say, smirking.
“Well, let’s not upset her.” Then, straddling my hips, she reaches between us to place my cock at her entrance.
“Eyes on me,” I order. When I enter her for the first time, I want her eyes on mine.
Slowly she sinks on to me, and all I want to do is close my eyes and let them roll to the back of my head because she feels so damn good.
She leans forward to rest her hands on my shoulders, but stops herself and looks lost on where to balance herself.
“Grip the headboard, baby.
When she does as I instruct, the angle allows me to get even deeper.
With every thrust she is moaning, so vocal for me. It’s such a fucking turn on.
“Slow down, baby, or I’m not going to last very long.”
“We have all night.” She gives me a wicked smile before picking up the pace.
Fuck, this woman is perfect. Reaching up, I wrap my hand behind her neck and pull her down for a kiss. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on and I’m fighting to make it last. There’s no way I want to get off before she does.
“Come for me, baby girl.” I trail kisses down her face and neck.
Then, to encourage her along, I take one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting it. Her pussy clamp down on me like a vise as she moans.
Kissing my way over to the other nipple, I nip at her again. Then I reach my hand between us and use my thumb to circle her clit.
“Evan!” She calls out, gripping the headboard tightly as her body starts to shake.
“Fuck, you are beautiful. I could look at you all day.”
As she starts to come, her pussy clamps down on me even harder.
I’m trying to hold back my organism as much as I can so I can enjoy hers. But when she screams my name like I always imagined she would, I lose it. My orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks.
Calista collapses on me, resting her head on my good shoulder while we catch our breath.
After a minute, I gently roll her off of me and go to the bathroom to remove the condom and clean up. Grabbing a washcloth, I run it under some warm water and bring it back to the bedroom with me to wash her.
The satisfied hums, along with the cat eating the canary smile on her face, makes my heart thump harder in my chest. I did that. I satisfied her like that and it’s a feeling I’ve never felt before.
Finally, I crawl into bed with her and pull her to my side. She puts the blankets over us and wraps her arm around my waist.
Neither of us speaks, but I can tell a lot is going through her mind just like it is mine.
“I’m not ready to talk to Cody about this.” She tells me like she can read my mind.
My stomach turns at her words. I don’t want to be her dirty secret because I am all in. But at the same time, it is her brother, and I have to respect how she wants to handle this.
“I’m ready whenever you are. I’m not going anywhere.” I try to convey how I feel without scaring her off.
That seems to calm her because she relaxes and falls right asleep.
On the other hand, I’m sleepless with a million questions racing through my mind.