Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Kara
My body was on fire for the man lying asleep and gloriously naked beside me.
The sheet that was barely covering his toned, chiseled muscles slid between my fingers as I gently tugged it further down. I went slowly, not wanting to wake him just yet.
I should be sated, Lord knows he’d given me enough of himself to last a lifetime, but I’m apparently a greedy girl.
Only for him though.
I’ve been with men before, I am no innocent little flower, but…I have never had orgasms that had my body all but seizing. Seriously, I think I pulled a muscle or two with that first one. My body jerked as if I’d been electrocuted. It was an amazing feeling, once I caught my breath.
Cal knew exactly what to do and how to make my body come alive for him. I was sure if I were to try and walk right now, I’d wobble. The man was a god, the God of orgasms between the sheets.
The years of lusting after this man, the one I thought I’d never get, was pushing me to be a little naughty right now. I wanted more. I wanted all of him and by George, I was going to tease him until I got it. Who needed to walk straight anyway?
I leaned in closer, my warm breath fanning his skin as I took in his scent. Man musk, it was driving my lust and need higher.
Smiling, I ran the tip of my nail along the inside of his thigh, following a faint scar. His body was a road map of hurts he’d gotten over his lifetime. A knife wound on his right side. A thick scar along his left hip. Long thin lines along his lower back. A small scar along his collarbone. That one he’d gotten when we were little. He’d jumped over the shoddy railing on the old creek bridge to save me from drowning. Don’t worry, I wasn’t actually drowning. I was in hip high water. If I’d just stood up, I would have been fine.
I thought it was then that I knew he was a special person. He was the super hero I needed in my life.
Now, as I examined him without his gaze on me, I wanted to know what each of these scars had come from. When they happened, was he in a lot of pain? Did he get all of these while in the Military? What had he done to get them? No matter the story, I knew he would have gotten them doing anything in his power to help another being that was in trouble. These scars were his reminders of the good and bad times. I leaned in to brush my lips over the scar at his hip.
I just wished I could take away any of them that were hurting him still. That was a thing, right? They could heal, but still hurt. I couldn’t handle the thought of him being not okay.
Ugh, don’t get emotional, Kara. Good grief.
I couldn’t help it though. I knew the stories; I saw the reports on the news. Being in the Military was a hard job. The men and women of our Armed Forces were a special breed of hero that really did not get enough credit for what they did. Without them, this world would be a whole different monster.
My finger ran back up the scar on his thigh, the faint line a road map leading my hand back up toward his cock.
Taking in a deep breath, I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth as I watched his length go from flaccid to semi hard. Closing my eyes, I remembered him teasing my slit with the tip only a few hours ago. The back and forth motion had driven me into a frenzy of want—need.
My eyes went up to his face where I met his hard gaze. The desire in those beautiful green eyes lit the torch inside of me.
“Touch me.” His voice, the order in it, rolled across me. Without hesitation, I slid my hand up to cup him, the heel of my hand running along his growing shaft. I would give him what he wanted, but in my own time. The soft, smooth skin ran along my palm. He got harder with each movement.
His soft moan of pleasure sent a jolt straight to my pussy. I was throbbing. I wanted more of those moans. I felt powerful right this moment. With a grin, I licked my lips, my hand gripping him in a tight fist as I brought the tip to my mouth. My tongue teased along the tip, my eyes never leaving his.
And just like a good boy, he moaned for me. I took him into my mouth, sucking softly at first. I had to not gag because I’m sorry, that was not attractive in any way. Say what ya want, I don’t care.
I moved my hand along his base as I took him in as far as I could. He was a very well-built man. Not too big, but big enough to make me weak in the knees. His hand moved to my hair, his fingers curling in the long tresses as I worked his cock in and out of my mouth.
“Fuck, baby…”
At that I swallowed hard, letting him hit the back of my throat before I pulled back up. By the third bob of my head, his hips were jerking. I could feel the tug on my hair, but I wasn’t finished yet.
“Kara…”
Oh yeah, I had him right where I wanted him. I used my bottom teeth to gently glide up the bottom of his shaft before I took him in fully again. The tip hit the back of my throat. I held him in my mouth for a second. His balls drew up, and I knew what was coming.
I pulled free of him, my hand working his shaft in a hard, fast pace as he spilled his seed. His body jerked; his shout of my name filled me with a joy I could never find anywhere else.
This man had no idea just how fucking special he made me feel.
Callum
That was a helluva way to wake up.
I could feel her the second she woke up. Her body pulling away from mine made a cold spot. I missed her warmth instantly. Her gentle touches, the feel of her breath on my overstimulated body, it had been too much to hide my need.
My cock was awake and now, she’d drained every ounce of sense I had out of me. I pulled her up, my mouth claiming hers as I tried to get my body to move. The taste of me on her lips, her tongue—it sent a jolt of need through me. I wanted to return that orgasm with interest.
I pulled back, my hand going to cup her face.
“We have a lot to talk over.” I brushed my lips over hers. “But know this, Kara McGee, you are mine. I will not make the mistake of letting you go again. You hear me? You’re mine.”
I captured her mouth in a heated kiss. Her body went lax, pressing against mine. I swallowed down her moans as my hand released her face and roamed her body.
I played with the soft curls just above her sex, teasing her. She shifted her hips, opening herself for my touch. My fingers slid through her slick folds. Finding her clit, I used my index and middle fingers to slide into her while my thumb rubbed her nub. Her body flushed a light pink, her head fell back, and I leaned in, taking her exposed nipple into my mouth. Sucking, teasing, pinching the hard bud between my teeth.
“Cal…God…”
Smirking, I ran my tongue over her nipple and kissed up to her neck, nipping at the skin just under her ear. That sensitive spot that set her off every time. I could feel the tremors running through her as her need rose. My fingers moved faster, curling in her, hitting her walls; I needed her to feel just as good as she made me feel.
“I want to hear you.”
She was quiet, her moans soft until my words hit her. Then she let the sounds of pleasure free. I closed my eyes as I kissed her again, swallowing down the gasps as her body started to shake. Her orgasm built quickly.
“Come for me, baby. Let me feel those juices on my fingers. I want to taste you.”
Her body jerked as she screamed my name. The smallness of her voice urged me on. I needed more of her cries of pleasure.
I got off the bed, pulled her to the edge, and watched as her eyes glazed with lust and need. My cock filled her tight pussy.
I closed my eyes once more, breathing in the feel of her wrapping around me.
Her breasts bounced as I started to thrust harder, pulling her legs up, her knees against my ribs. I held her there, my cock filling her, pulling back to push back in again. She was gripping the sheets under her, my name a swear off of her lips.
I watched her neck redden as she arched her back. I released one leg and leaned in, my hand going to lightly grip her neck. Her gaze flashed to mine.
“You like that. You want me to fuck you harder?”
She whimpered, her eyes rolling back as I thrust harder, my hips slamming into her, pressing against her clit as my cock filled her. She cried out, her body needing more. I moved my hands to her hips and thrust harder, faster, the entire bed shaking as I gave her what she needed.
“Yes…right…oh God!”
I watched as she lost control over her own body. Her orgasm had her body tightening around me, painfully gripping my cock. I let go, my own orgasm hitting. I released my seed deep inside of her, my hips slowing just enough to help her ride out the orgasm. Her chest heaved, the flush of her body—she was so fucking beautiful.
Once we were both breathing normally, I leaned in to press a kiss against her lips. “Stay here; I’ll be right back.”
I pulled free of her, groaning at the loss. I shook myself and moved to the bathroom. Her large Jacuzzi tub was just what she needed. I started to fill it with hot water. I tested it to make sure it wasn’t scalding, then dropped in a few dribbles of her scented bubble bath. I lit the candles she had on the edge of the tub and in the window before I went and scooped her off the bed.
“I can walk.”
I smiled, carrying her into the bathroom. “I’m sure you can, but I want to carry you.”
She pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth.
“Here, stand in the water for a minute, then sit slowly.”
She shivered as she went into the water.
I joined her in the tub, a wash cloth in hand. With her laying back against my chest, I wet the cloth and used her body wash, a soft vanilla-scented soap, to wash her arms one at a time. She completely relaxed as I took care of her.
“I can do that myself,” she sighed, not moving to take the cloth from my hands.
I chuckled. “As I said earlier, I’m sure you can, but I want to do this. I enjoy taking care of you.”
She turned her head slightly and smiled. “You don’t have to try and prove to me that you’re here. I see you. I feel you.” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she shifted, turning herself slightly. “I know?—”
“I’m not trying to make up for anything,” I said, cutting her off. “I’m not trying to prove anything. I need to do this. To give you everything I have. The past is haunting, yes, but I’m focusing on the here and now. And what is to come.”
Her smile grew, and I saw in her eyes that she wanted the same thing. I pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. Once she relaxed back against me, I continued to pamper her. Tapping her thigh, she raised the leg, her foot resting on the tub’s edge. I placed a soft kiss on her neck before moving to the other leg.
When she was clean, I gave myself a quick wipe down, tossed the wet cloth to the sink, and relaxed back, flipping the button for the jets.
“You know,” she commented, sounding half asleep, “a girl could get used to this kind of treatment.”
Chuckling, I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Good thing I could get used to doing it then. Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She snuggled down a bit more. I was afraid she would fall asleep in the water, so I helped her sit up before I got out of the tub, quickly wrapping a towel around my waist. When she stood, I helped her out and dried her off. I wrapped a towel around her after she pulled her hair, only partially wet, into a new bun.
“I can’t believe it’s 5:00am.” Her gaze went from the window and the darkness beyond it to the bedroom. “How about a small snack and a movie before we get a little more sleep? I want to be rested for the fair later.”
“I think that’s a great plan. Go get into your PJ’s, and I will go get us something to nibble on.”
I swatted her ass as I walked by and headed out of the room. I needed to cool my growing need or she would be what I was nibbling on. I had to remind myself that she needed rest. I didn’t want her in pain after our vigorous love making.