Chapter 24 Calum
Calum
The elevator door dings. Kaia glances nervously up at me as I pause, letting the concierge walk out before us. I stare at her, telling her with my gaze all the things I’m about to do to her.
She shivers and places her hand in mine. I lumber out of the elevator, keeping her by my side.
The concierge smiles at both of us as he walks ahead, sweeping the door open.
“Our most grand suite,” he announces.
I walk in, feeling Kaia’s small waist against my large hand. I glance around for about three seconds and see everything I need to see: great wall to ceiling views on on side, a lavish sunken living area right ahead of me, a hallway leading off to my right.
The concierge beams. “Will you two require any other—“
I toss my entire money clip at him. “No.”
I hear Kaia’s tiny intake of breath, watch her hands close and open. Before the man is even out of the suite, I sweep her up and throw her over my shoulder.
“Calum!” she protests. The sound of her voice is muffled by my broad shoulder.
“Get used to calling my name,” I rumble. Shouldering my way through the doorway and into the darkened bedroom, I don’t stop until I tumble her to the mattress.
She flexes her hips into mine, leaning up to twine her arms around my neck.
I allow myself to be pulled down by her weight.
Burying my face in her collarbone, I grab her neckline with both hands and rip her blue dress down to the waist. I expect her to protest again, but she just encourages me, flicking her hips against mine and letting out a needy gasp.
I find her lips with my own, kissing her as hard and as passionately as I can without drawing blood. My cock is pressed between our bodies and one of her hands slides down my neck and over my ribs, making its way toward my zipper.
I growl and grab her hands, pulling them up over her head.
In this position, Kaia is under my control, at the mercy of my hungry mouth, my heavy weight on top of her body, my cock throbbing with need.
I pin both her wrists with one of my large hands, my mouth ravishing hers, my kiss beyond punishing.
I trail my free hand down her curves to her outer thigh. Gentleness isn’t a factor here; I ruck her dress up as hard as I can, loving how she gasps in response. I press her wrists into the mattress, pulling back so I can look down at her gorgeous face.
Her blonde hair is in disarray, her cheeks are pink, her tempting little breasts in their see through lace bra are heaving. God, she looks so perfect right now, a wet dream come to life.
“Don’t move your hands,” I grit out. “Tell me you heard me, beauty.”
She licks her lips, a quick swipe of her tongue, and nods. “Yes, Calum.”
I give her a satisfied smirk, standing up. I pull off my jacket and discard my bowtie, then step out of my shoes. As an afterthought, I pull her heels off and unbutton the top few buttons of my shirt.
She squirms a little as I kneel between her legs, looking down at her tattered dress and the parts of her body I’ve exposed.
Looking her in the eye, I shred the last bit of her dress and undo the front clasp of her bra.
Her breasts are freed and I take a moment to admire them, reaching down and feeling the weight of them in my hands.
Kaia arches up into my touch and I reward her by lowering my mouth to her nipple, teasingly kissing my way around it before scraping it with my teeth.
She moans, her hands coming down to bury themselves in my hair. I release her nipple and nip the side of her breast hard. Her whole body shudders as she says, “ow!”
“Put your hands back up over your head,” I tell her.
Kaia blinks a couple times and then bites her lip, slowly lifting her hands above her head. I drop a kiss in between her breasts, groaning a little.
“Good girl,” I whisper against her overheated skin.
My cock throbs as I slide my body down, hooking my fingers in the waistband of her tiny thong.
I skim her panties down her thighs, pressing my nose into the warm heat of her legs, just below her pussy.
She’s already wet; I can tell from the stain on her panties and the way the earthy but sharp scent of her pussy rises to my nose.
She whimpers when I pull away. When she pleads with me, her whisper is pure need. “Calum…”
I smirk down at her, unbuttoning my shirt the rest of the way and slipping it off. Kaia squirms again, her hazel eyes darkened with lust.
I grip her hips with my hands, leaning down to kiss her lips again. “What is it, beauty?” I whisper against her warm lips.
Her hips dig into mine as she thrusts. “I need more.”
Hearing her innocent plea makes me want to unzip my pants and bury my cock so deep inside her pussy that I may never find my way out again. But I’m trying to take it slow, so I just kiss her hard, working my tongue against hers.
When she moans and writhes against me, I pull back, scanning her face.
“I’m going to take my time with you, beauty.
The longer you wait for me to fuck you for the first time, the more explosive it will be.
And I have all the time in the world… so I’m not going to pop your cherry tonight.
I’m going to make you wait a little longer before I pluck your petals, beauty. ”
The exhalation of her breath leaves her lungs in a quiet moan. I see her hands flex. “Calum…”
I lift myself up and take off my slacks, leaving me bare underneath. Kaia rocks her hips up, her eyes glued to my cock. She sucks in a breath and releases the tiniest groan.
Biting my lower lip hard, I run my hand down to my groin, drawing wide circles around my cock. I look down at Kaia’s perfect body splayed out before me.
“Spread your legs for me, beauty,” I tell her. “Show me what I’m missing.”
Her face heats, but she looks so fucking hungry as she slowly spreads her knees wide, exposing her creamy pussy.
I run my free hand inside her thigh, up to her pussy lips.
She hisses and rocks her hips against the brush of my fingertips.
I circle her entrance a few times, gathering the sticky moisture I find there.
“Does that feel good, princess?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “God, yes.”
I fist my cock, staring at her pussy, wet from its own juices. My dick is so sensitive from all this buildup that I can tell I won’t last long. So I focus on Kaia, on driving her over the edge.
I trail my fingertips up, spreading the moisture that I’ve found around her clit. She closes her eyes and hisses as I draw lazy figure eights around her clit and her entrance.
“Bring one of your hands down here,” I order her. “I want to watch you touch yourself, dirty little girl.”
Her eyes open, piercing me as she draws one shaking hand down the length of her body. She touches her pussy lips oh so gently, her fingers bumping mine as she caresses her clit. She starts to close her eyes again, a little mmm rising from the back of her throat.
“Use your other hand to feel your tits,” I say.
She grasps her nipple, tweaking it hard. A shudder of pleasure racks her small frame. I grip my cock, pumping it a few times. Then with the other hand I run my fingers down to her pussy entrance.
I stare at her face. “Look at me, Kaia. I want to watch your expression when I fuck you with my fingers.”
Her green-brown eyes open, pinning me in place. Her plump lips part as I tease her entrance. She’s slick with want, making it easy to slide one thick digit inside the warmth of her body.
Her expression turns to one of ecstasy mixed with torment. For a moment, I’m afraid that I’ve hurt her. But she starts feverishly moving her fingers in small circles around her clit.
My body tightens with need. I try to keep the grip I have on my cock light, but my hand is already working my dick over just the way I like it.
I’m determined to get Kaia to the breaking point before I spill my seed all over her pretty body.
“Do you like that, beauty?” I whisper.
She bites her lower lip, her hips thrusting. “Give me more,” she says, her voice sultry. “Fuck, Calum…”
I turn my hand so that my palm faces upward and introduce a second thick finger to her tight pussy. I can feel the walls of her channel start to tremble as I begin to work my fingers in and out slowly.
“Oh god,” she gasps. “Oh god…”
“Look at me!” I command. “I want to watch you unravel, Kaia.”
The second her hazel gaze lands on my face, she starts pulsing, her innermost muscles spasming. Her lower body convulses and her eyes roll up in the back of her head. She lets out a strangled groan, the sound of it like music to my ears.
“Fuck, Kaia,” I grit out.
Only a few seconds later I feel my balls draw up and my cock start to twitch.
I jet pulses of semen across her lower body, my eyes closing briefly as I come so hard that it almost hurts.
I hear a strange sound, only realizing moments afterward that it is a low moan escaping my chest. I desperately thrust a few final times, wringing out every drop of pleasure left in my body.
When I open my eyes and let myself sag onto the mattress beside Kaia, I’m unable to speak. She twines herself around me, seeking my mouth, and I kiss her with lazy flicks of my tongue.
I close my eyes and let myself drift, my arm encircling Kaia’s waist, my nose buried in her honey-scented hair.