Chapter 29 Kaia
Kaia
Dripping wet, wrapped in Calum’s strong arms, I kiss him desperately as he carries me into the bedroom. He doesn’t stop until he tumbles me down onto the mattress, looking down on me, his breath coming in ragged pants.
“Stay here,” he commands. “Stay just like that, beauty.”
Calum turns and disappears out the bedroom door for a moment, his footsteps receding into silence. Seconds tick by. I grow restless.
What is he doing?
But soon enough, he returns. He’s holding a golden roll of condoms in one hand. He doesn’t mention them as he places them on the bedside table.
Then Calum focuses on me, reaching out to touch my knee. He spreads my knee out for just a moment, using his free hand to grip my opposite hip. My pussy is partially exposed and he brushes his hand over my lower lips ever so briefly.
I shudder, anticipation already building.
“Oh, beauty,” he rumbles. He looks up at me, our gazes clashing. “The things I’m going to do to you…”
He starts to rip off his loose t-shirt, whipping it over his head and exposing his chest, abs, and arms. Every part of Calum is more impressive than the last; he could truly be a statue carved of marble, come to life.
He hooks his thumbs in his black sweatpants and shoves them down, kicking them off.
For a second he is bare before me, standing proudly, his cock jutting out.
His expression is dark, his gaze feral. It’s like being observed by a big cat who keeps licking his jaws, indicating that it’s time for dinner.
I’m his sole focus right now… and I’m ready for his hands all over my body. Ready to gasp and writhe and know the pleasure that he means to give to me.
I shiver, sitting up, and reach for him. Curling my fingers around the firm flesh of his hips, I pull him down. He pushes me onto my back and our legs tangle. His cock presses into my lower belly as his full weight comes to rest on me briefly.
My breath leaves my lungs in a gush. Calum’s blue eyes scan my face as he bites his lip. He thrusts against me once as he kisses the left corner of my lips. I writhe against his body, moaning softly.
He takes the weight of his upper body off mine, transferring it to his arms. I lock my legs around his waist, biting my lip as I run my hand down between us. When I reach the tip of his cock, smoothing my palm out to touch it gently, he sucks in a sweeping breath.
“God, Kaia,” he whispers. He thrusts against my hand, biting his lip.
“Do you feel how hard my cock is? Hmm? You make me this way.” He leans his weight on one arm, reaching his hand up to cup my jaw hard.
“I’m going to pop your cherry tonight, beautiful.
But before I use my big, hard cock to stretch you out, I’m going to make that pretty little pussy cream for me. ”
My breath hitches. I feel a trickle of desire escape my entrance. Looking at Calum’s expression, I have no fucking doubt that he means it.
I groan, my impatience growing, and rock my hips against his body. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Calum smirks and drops a kiss on my lips. “Patience, beauty.”
I wrinkle my nose at him. Sliding my hands between our bodies once more, I touch his cock, which is hot against even my warm skin. He hisses, closing his eyes briefly.
“Be careful what you wish for, Kaia.” He eyes flicker open, seeming to pierce me down to my soul. “You just might get it.”
I shoot him a defiant look and wrap my small fist around his cock, working it up and down his length. He grabs my hands up pins them up above my head, growling.
“Tonight is supposed to be about you,” he grits out.
My eyebrows quirk. I’m a little breathless when I finally speak. “It is about me, Calum. I want to learn everything about what makes you feel good.” I bite my lip, hesitating. “Teach me, Calum. Don’t hold back. I want to learn.”
His pupils are so large by now that when he casts his gaze over me, they are nearly black with desire.
“Oh, princess. Do you know what you’re asking me to do to you?
I’ve spent the last month dreaming of that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock.
Of you being a good little girl and holding still while I fuck your face… ”
My eyes widen. “You have?”
He nods, his hand wandering down to frame my breast. He tweaks my nipple, causing a shockwave of sensation to slam my oversensitive body. I throw my head back, groaning.
Calum lumbers to his feet. He gestures to me, his gaze like a burning brand over my naked body. “Come to me on your hands and knees, beauty.”
I roll over and then push up, turning and moving toward him. He groans as I approach.
“Do you know how fucking hot you are right now?” he growls.
I stop when I reach the edge of the bed, shaking my head slowly. His cock juts out proudly from his body. He steps closer, brushing his lower thighs up against the bed.
I reach out to take his cock in my hand, looking up at him for guidance. Our gazes clash and he shivers.
“Fuck,” he says. He lets me explore for half a minute more before pushing my hand away, fisting his cock in his hand.
His gaze drops to my mouth. He tilts his head, giving himself a lazy stroke.
“Open your mouth, sweetheart,” he rasps.
I lick my lips and open my mouth. He runs his free hand through the mass of my hair and then grips it, guiding me forward.
The last thing I see before my face is buried against his skin is a drop of milky white semen leaking from the crown of his cock.
“Put your tongue out,” he coaches.
I stick my tongue out and he prods it with the tip of his cock. It tastes salty and metallic, the skin as soft as velvet against my tongue. But as soon as I adjust to that, he is tugging on my hair, lifting my throat.
And then he nudges his cock into my mouth, inch by slow inch. I try to put my hand up, to give myself a little control over how fast he moves, but he knocks it away.
“Don’t,” he grates out. “Just cover your teeth with your lips and try to relax.”
Looking up at him, my head gripped by his hand, I cover my teeth and relax as much as I can.
Calum keeps pushing his cock inside my mouth, the tip almost brushing my throat. I can’t help but gag, my whole body shuddering at once.
“Fuuuuck,” he says, watching as I try to control the reflex.
He flexes his hips again, forcing his cock to touch my throat. I gag again, throwing my hand up to drag myself backward with a gasp.
A loud sound bursts forth from his chest, a rumbling bass growl.
He steps back, pulling his cock out of my mouth with a pop. I look up at him, sucking in my breaths.
Calum strokes his cock, looking at me. “So much to do, so little time.” He bites his lower lip and cocks his head. “I like watching you gag on my dick, princess. But now I need you on your back. I’m going to taste your sweet pussy and make you come on my tongue.”
My eyes widen. “Is that a promise?”
He pushes me forcefully onto my back and then comes down to rest on top of me. He drinks me in with his eyes, growling softly as his fingers trail down to stroke my dripping slit.
“God, Kaia. You’re so fucking wet.” He brings his glistening fingers to his mouth and licks my juices off the tips of his fingers. He closes his eyes and lets out a low moan as he tastes me on his hands. “Fucking delicious, beauty. So damn sweet.”
I know he is waiting for an answer, but I can't seem to find the words he was waiting for. All I can focus on are his fingers that are now playing with my clit, teasing their way along my seam.
He kisses me deeply, hungrily. I can feel his rock hard cock digging into me. I moan loudly, feeling anticipation building.
“Calum,” I whisper, my hands gripping his shoulders. “Please. Don’t make me wait anymore.”
“Fuck, Kaia. Breathe, beauty…” His voice is husky, low.
I follow his advice, taking a deep breath to clear my ridiculously, pathetically aroused mind enough to whimper, “Please!”
He kisses the corner of my mouth and then starts to move down my body. Burning hot kisses land on my collarbone, my breasts, my sternum. He licks a ring around my belly button and I writhe against his body.
I can feel my clit aching, feel how fucking good his mouth is going to be when it finally touches my pussy.
I want him bad.
Calum kisses his way down my lower belly, to my thighs, around my sensitive mons. With his fingers he spreads my pussy lips wide.
“God damn, Kaia,” he says quietly. He lays one kiss just above my lips. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to taste you?”
Without waiting for a response, he buries his whole face in my pussy, gorging himself on my taste, getting my scent and juices all over his mouth. Then he pulls back, licking slowly but hungrily along my seam. He lets out a low moan again. “So fucking sweet, Kaia.”
He sticks out his tongue and swirls it around my clit, the part of my body that begs for attention. He groans and takes my sensitive clit in his mouth, sucking lightly, his tongue flicking against my bud.
I moan and touch my tits, grabbing them and pinching my nipples. The sensation makes my hips buck and my back bow.
His tongue quickly reduces me to a shivering, moaning maniac.
I writhe my hips against his tongue, unable to contain myself any longer, but his strong hands on my hips hold me in place.
He licks and sucks until I see nothing but stars and fireworks, feeling like I am about to fly away if it wasn't for him anchoring me.
The pressure that has been building up inside me releases into a bright ball of light. My mind shatters, shards falling every different direction. I scream his name, digging my fingers into his shoulders and tugging at his hair.
He keeps licking, swirling his tongue. I become too sensitive and push at his shoulders. He looks up at me with the filthiest grin.
“You taste better than I could’ve imagined, beauty.”