Chapter 28
TWENTY-EIGHT
“Show me I’m yours.”
The words had barely left Calla’s lips, and I was on her, needing to make her feel as desperate as me. Fuck this distance nonsense. I wanted her in my bed every night, to wake her up with my tongue between her legs every morning. Her taste was quickly becoming an addiction I never wanted to break.
With her dress torn in half at my feet, all that remained on her lithe body was a set of matching maroon lace bra and panties. I toyed with the lace around the crest of her breast, brushing my finger over her peaked nipple. “Did you wear these just for me, Calla?”
“Yes,” she breathed, arching her back to deepen my touch.
“Not yet, beautiful.” I dragged my finger in light circles across her skin. “I promised that I’d show you you’re mine, and I will. But right now, I need you writhing and desperate for me.”
“What?” Calla squeaked, shifting to try and sit up.
My hand splayed against her stomach and stopped her, anchoring her in place. The other grabbed her wrists, placing them above her head. “Keep them there,” I demanded, leaning down to nip her lower lip. “If anything is too much, tell me to stop. Everything ends the moment you say so.”
“I understand, sir ,” Calla added with a smirk.
Fuck, that word would be my undoing. My lips found hers immediately, but there was nothing delicate about this kiss. It was primal, all need and pure adoration at this woman’s trust in me. But before I could lose my entire mind, I lifted back, removing my belt and bringing it back to Calla’s wrists. I twisted it around her delicate skin, checking that it wasn’t cutting off circulation before wrapping the other end around the footboard of the bed. “Too tight?”
Calla shook her head, pure lust clouding her own eyes. “No, it’s good.”
She must have thought I was about to resume my touch, but instead, I tugged off my tie, running it through my fingers as I stared down at the girl at my mercy. “Now, beautiful, do you remember the first time I had you like this?” She stared at me, confusion furrowing her brow. I chuckled, continuing as I moved back over her, “You told me to beg for a taste. And I did. I would beg a thousand times if it meant you’d come on my tongue. But tonight, the only one begging will be you.”
She pulled her lip between her teeth, and for a moment, I was afraid I’d gone too far, that she wouldn’t be able to handle my darker urges. But instead of nerves, all I saw reflected at me was excitement in those honey-hued irises.
“This is going over your eyes now, beautiful. But remember, any time you want to stop, it comes off immediately.”
She nodded as I slipped it over her head, tightening it only enough so she couldn’t peek at me. As soon as her eyes were covered, I leaned back, taking her in like a masterpiece. Fuck the paintings that hung on my walls. This was a sight I’d pay any amount of money to see every day. Calla was my salvation, my heart, and for tonight, every inch of her would be mine. But as much as I wanted to take her right now, patience was going to play off in the long run when she was screaming my name and clenching around my cock.
Shedding the rest of my clothing, I climbed back over her, letting my lips explore her chest and breasts. Between kisses, I nipped at her flesh then blew on the same patch to soothe it. By the time I finally brought my mouth around her peak, she was practically squirming underneath me, desperately trying to add more friction between us.
“Is there something you need, beautiful?”
“God, please touch me, Theo,” Calla said, her voice tight and strained. “I’m losing my mind waiting.”
“I don’t know….” I teased, drifting my lips down her stomach, bypassing where she wanted me. Instead, I focused on her thighs, loving the way they were trembling in anticipation. “I think I’ve heard better begging.”
“Theo, please, I need you to touch me,” Calla cried. “Fuck me, lick me, I don’t care, as long as you do something, please. Please, Theo.”
“That’s better, baby,” I crooned as I parted her pussy, licking along her seam. Calla’s back bucked off the bed, bringing her even closer to me. I chuckled against her sensitive skin. “You really are such a needy little thing, beautiful. You’re making a mess all over my sheets.”
“Theo…” she cried out as my tongue flicked her clit right as my finger entered her .
“Relax, baby, and I’ll take care of you. Just remember to breathe.”
Without another word, I dove back in, letting my tongue explore every part of her, mapping out all the moves that made her ignite. It didn’t take long for her to start clenching around my finger, but I wasn’t finished with her, not yet. Another finger joined the first as I sucked her clit, savoring her essence. Only a few more strokes of my tongue, and Calla came while screaming my name loud enough to wake the whole campground. It only made my dick harder. I kept working her through her release, not wanting to waste a single drop.
Once her breathing evened out, I lifted myself, kissing her lips to let her taste the same sweetness as me. She chuckled as I leaned back. “God, what did I do to deserve you?”
I reached down, needing to see her eyes. Her soft, satiated smile shot right to my heart, and I knew right then I was in love with this girl. It wasn’t the kind of love I felt before, a natural progression, slowly building until you realized you were in it. No, falling for Calla was more like being struck by lightning, igniting every fiber of your being and knowing your life would never be the same. I’d never recover from this woman, nor would I want to.
“Please, Theo. Please fuck me.” Calla shifted to reach her lips to mine. “I need to feel you inside me.”
“Greedy girl.” I smirked, reaching up to release her wrists. I pulled them to my lips, kissing the reddened skin. “But you need to earn this cock, baby. Get on your knees and suck me. Take all of me. Show me how desperate you are to come again.”
Calla didn’t even hesitate, twisting until she was kneeling in front of me. With me sitting back on my haunches, she placed her hand around my length, twisting it a couple of times before her mouth descended. Fuck . Her tongue swirled around my tip, and I almost blew right there. But when she took me deeper, letting me hit the back of her throat, all the thoughts left my mind. All I could think of was the goddess in front of me, sucking my dick like it was all the nourishment she’d ever need. And when she took my hand, placing it on top of her head? I said a silent prayer to whoever sent her my way, unsure what I’d done to earn this beautiful girl.
As she continued her movements, it was getting harder and harder to maintain control. After a few more bobs of her head, I pulled her off me. “Need to come inside of you, baby. Another night, I’ll paint the back of your throat, but tonight, I want to feel you pulsing around me when I come.”
“Fuck yes.” But when I twisted to grab a condom, she stopped me. “I’m on the pill, and I was tested when I moved to the city.”
“What are you saying?”
“I want you bare,” Calla said. “Nothing between us, Theo. If you’ve been tested–”
“I was,” I answered her. “Three months ago. I haven’t been with anyone since. All good on my end.” I lifted my hand, brushing my thumb along her cheek. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “More than anything. I want you, Theo. Every piece of you.”
That was all the reassurance I needed. I lifted her into my lap, lowering her onto my dick, inch by inch. I slowly stretched her, raking my nails down her back as she struggled to take all of me.
When I was buried to the hilt, our eyes met, pure need darting between us. I originally planned to fuck her hard, but with the way she was staring at me? It was almost impossible. I wanted her in my arms, wanting to hold her close as she fell apart. I’d always heard about people making love, and honestly, I thought it was a myth that there could be anything between two people other than carnal desire. But tonight? I felt it with Calla. While we both needed this release, it was about so much more between us.
When she started to fall apart, Calla placed her hand on top of my heart, as if she knew the thing only beat for her. “Come with me,” she whispered, her lips meeting mine. “Come with me.”
As if I had any other choice. When it came to Calla, I’d blindly follow her wherever she led, especially when she was gliding along my cock like she was made for it. As soon as her walls started to constrict around me, I felt my spine start to tingle, and I was crashing alongside her.
When we finally came down from our highs, we collapsed against the pillows, grinning at each other. Calla reached up, tracing the lines of my face with her forefinger. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“For what, beautiful?” I asked, turning so I could hold her even closer.
“Being you,” she said. “Even when you’re being rough, I feel safe with you.” she nuzzled against my chest. “And for caring about me, all of me. You make me feel like I’m enough.”
I tilted her chin to make her meet my eyes. “You are more than enough, Calla. And I’ll spend forever trying to get you to see that too.”
The next morning, I woke up feeling like everything was right in the world. With my girl in my arms and the quiet country around me, I’d slept better than I had in years. Every moment I spent in this town, the more I saw its appeal. I’d never be able to live here full-time, but I could get used to weekends like this.
Kissing Calla’s cheek, I climbed out of bed, my stomach grumbling and in desperate need of coffee. I opened the door, sparing one last look at Calla before I walked out into the summer heat. Hopefully, she’d sleep a bit longer, and if not, I hoped returning with fresh coffee would make her forgive me for leaving her in bed alone.
I walked into the main building of the resort, letting my nose lead me toward food. I was surprised when I stepped inside and found Adam at one of the tables, sipping from a mug and staring out the window. I cleared my throat as I came closer, waiting to see if he even acknowledged me.
Our last conversation had been tense, and he’d been ignoring my calls and texts since then. I hated this rift between us, hated that he was floundering and I was unable to help.
Adam looked up and nodded his head, motioning for me to join him.
I sighed as I dropped into the seat next to him. “Didn’t know if you’d want to talk to me. Thought you might still be pissed.”
“Nah,” Adam answered, not looking at me, instead keeping his gaze trained on the view. “If I was, watching you try to play corn hole last night would have killed the last of it. How in the hell are you so bad at it?”
“City kid, remember?” I chuckled.
“Forgot,” he sighed. “Look, Theo, I know you mean well, but right now, I just need to take a step back. I’ve got a lot going on in my head, and being on set…” Adam sighed. “Th at’s the last thing I need. I know this fucks with your job–”
“I don’t give a shit about that.” I shook my head. “I just want to make sure you’re good, Adam. You haven’t seemed like yourself in months. I’m not going to push unless you really need it, but you need to know I’m here for you. Not as your agent, but as your friend.”
Adam nodded, keeping his eyes trained low. “Thanks, Theo.” He sighed, toying with the cup in his hand. “It’s just?—”
“ Thank fuck ,” a voice came from the other side of the dining room. We both looked up to see Grayson Anders rushing toward us. “Theo, I’ve been calling your phone all goddamn night! I need to talk to you.”
I glanced back at Adam. “Can it wait?”
Adam waved me off. “Go help Gray out. There’s not much you can do for me anyway.” He nodded at me. “But if I need to talk, I know where to find you.”
“Make sure you do,” I said sternly. “If you keep going radio silent on me, I’m going to show up at your house and drag you out into the world.”
Adam chuckled. “You can try.”
As I walked away from Adam, I looked at Gray, trying to figure out what I was walking into. The man looked like shit. His long, dark blond hair was wild, and his eyes were blood-shot red. If I didn’t know any better, I would have sworn the man was coming back from a bender. He pulled me into a side room, one set up like a small sitting room with a library against the wall.
I took a seat in one of the chairs while Gray paced the room, muttering to himself. I leaned forward. “Anders, I’m here to help, but you’re going to have to tell me what’s going on. ”
He paused, crossing his arms as he looked at me. “I need you to get me out of my contract.”
“You want to retire?” That made me stand up. The man was in the prime of his career, likely to have his pick of teams when his contract expired next year. “What the hell is going on, Gray?”
He stared me down, as if weighing how much he wanted to let me in. Well, tough shit. If I was about to risk my neck to get him off his team, then he’d better start trusting me. After a long moment, he ran his hand through his hair. “Fine. But if I tell you, this needs to stay between us and us only.”
“Deal.”
“I mean it, Theo. You can’t tell anyone, not even Calla.” His steel gray eyes stared back at me with more determination than I’d ever seen. “ Especially Calla.”
I almost said no, not wanting to keep any secrets from her. Hiding something from her already was a bad plan, and everything in me wanted to say no.
But looking at the desperate man in front of me, I knew that wasn’t an option. When he signed his contract with my agency, it became my job to help him, even if it put me in a tight spot.
I nodded. “No one will know. Tell me what’s going on.”