26. CALLUM – QUICKIE
CALLUM – QUICKIE
A cool breeze glides over my thigh as Ev slides the sheet out of the way and climbs into bed. The smell of lavender and honey dance around me as she tucks her little body up against me, throwing her leg over mine.
My hand glides up along her thigh until it’s clamped around her bare ass. She lets out a little giggle and I’m done for. Everything about this woman has me falling.
“Everlee,” I scold with a smile that won’t stay off my lips when she’s around.
“Callum.” She sucks in a breath at the end, no doubt feeling my cock hardening under her leg.
“How was your night?”
“It was good. I just got out of the shower. Needed to wash the club off me.”
“How was Lizzy?”
“She’s good. I think she knows, but she didn’t say anything. And Low knows.”
“Low?”
“She called me out for giving the group orange juice and grenadine shots.”
A chuckle slips past my lips as I pull her on top of me. Her nipples lightly graze across my hard chest as she props her chin up to look at me.
“She’s also the one that told me Lizzy knows. I had a little bit of champagne.”
Even through the dim light from the under bed lighting, I can see her pull her face.
“It was barely a sip.”
“It’ll be fine.”
“I know, but…”
“It will be fine.” My hand brushes the hair behind her ears before I cup her face and stare at her. “I love you, Ev.”
“Is everything ok?”
“Yes.” My cheeks hurt from how much I’m smiling. “I just missed you tonight. I know it’s not very sexy to want to be around you all the time, but God I miss you when you’re not around.”
“I think it’s very sexy.” Her tone drops sensually low as her finger swirls on my chest.
“You do?” I ask, as my hands clamp onto the sides of her hips and shift her up a little so her pussy slides over my cock. A tingle shoots through my body and a switch flips, but I have to fight losing control.
She lets out a little hum with a playful grin tugging at her lips. She knows what she does to me and even after all this time, loves pushing my buttons. “How was your night?”
“It was good. Tony’s friends are dicks. They rented a yacht with a private chef, which was nice, but also had half-dressed woman there to serve food. They seemed miserable, which pissed us off a little. Before we left, I passed them our business cards in case they wanted to do something different.”
I know people on the outside may think there isn’t a difference in what they were doing versus coming to work at Allure or Vixen, but even though Allure is a sex club, it's about empowering women to take control. If you want guys to look at you, it’s because you want it and not because you’re trying to make a quick buck.
“That’s nice. We could always use more talent.”
“If they call, we can have Low interview them and see what their interests are.”
She gives a little wiggle when my finger glides up her spine to that spot between her shoulder blades that makes her squirm.
“Knox and Jax ended up in the water. One guy thought he could race and beat Knox in a swim. Water was freezing so the guy couldn’t make it back so Jax had to help bring him back in.”
“I bet he wasn’t happy about that.”
“It’s Jax, so no. And to make it worse, he thought it was Knox in trouble, so of course, Knox is on cloud nine right now and giving Jax hell.”
“I hate I missed it.”
“The yacht was nice, though. Maybe we can do that for our vacation one year. Take a yacht to the Caribbean and sail around from port to port.”
“That sounds nice, but this year we have the beach house again.”
“That’s why I said one year, not this year.” I boop her on the end of her nose.
She plants her hands on my chest and pushes to sit up. She’s a vision, legs spread around me, her perfect breasts hanging there begging for a hand to hold them, her nipples already hard and waiting to be pinched.
Her wet hair falls to the side as she watches me, watching her.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Will you still think that when I’m out to here with our kid?” She holds her hand out far in front of her.
“I will think you are beautiful every day for the rest of our lives.”
Her hand clamps around my cock and slides up with a firm grip as her hips rock on the base. She’s wet, so she slides along it easily.
“Do you like that?” she asks.
Tucking my hands behind my head, I watch as she rocks her hips on me and slides her hand up and down my length. “I always love watching you take what you want.”
Her hand moves in sync with the rocking of her hips as she gets herself off on my cock.
“Callum,” she cries out, but I don’t move.
Her hips rock faster and faster, at pace with her hand. I’m going to come before I even get inside of her.
“Put it in me.” She moans out.
In a second, I have us flipped and her on her back. I drop between her legs and run my tongue up her center and over her clit. She’s drenched. As soon as I suck her clit into my mouth, her legs clamp around my head and she bucks her hips off the bed and rides my face, taking her orgasm. Her pussy is still pulsing when I slide my cock into her. She cries out, pressing her head into the bed. Her moans and the slick thwap of our skin meeting become our soundtrack as I pound into her over and over again, urging my own release along.
Tonight’s not for taking time and drawing out the pleasure. Instead, it’s about feeding our beasts and making them happy. We’re both tired, but the beasts get what they want.
“Callum.” The word puffs out in a weary exhale. A plea. A feeling.
“I’m coming, baby girl.” And with that, my balls tighten and my stomach clenches. A wave of euphoria washes over me as my release explodes inside of her.
A second later, I collapse and fall to the side of her, our breaths shallow and erratic.
“Well, I didn’t expect that,” she chirps after a few minutes.
“Expect what?” I roll to my side, propping my head on my bent elbow.
“Sex.”
“You came in here naked and crawled into bed.”
“I was hot after my shower and never sleep with clothes on now… it’s a waste of time.”
There are no words, so I kiss the tip of her nose. “Go pee and then we can cuddle when you come back in.”
“Yes, sir.” She salutes me.
“Keep it up,” I threaten playfully.
“Yes, sir,” she says, lower and more seductive.
“Ev.”
“Sorry daddy.”
She squeals and takes off for the bathroom with her hand cradled between your legs, laughing the entire way there.
A few minutes later, we’re both cleaned up and lying in bed with the fan on high and the sheets laying over our ankles.
“I love you,” she says quickly and buries her face into the crook of my neck.
“I love you too, babe.”