25. Calista
C alista~
“God, that feels so good...” I moaned, Myer’s face between my thighs, my eyes closed, enjoying every stroke of his tongue and thrust of his fingers.
After dinner, Myer and I had actually fallen into this comfortable conversation of telling each other about our workday, and I couldn’t lie and say that I hadn’t felt a particular peace at how right it’d all felt.
Nothing had been forced, and Myer had also mentioned how he wanted me to meet his family soon, which had me over the moon.
At any rate, when I had walked Myer to the door, the plan had been to kiss him goodnight, then take a shower before going to bed.
Not for nothing, but apart from work, I couldn’t remember the last time that I’d been busy damn near every day of the weekend, and I’d been feeling it.
However, that simple kiss had turned into Myer walking me back to my bedroom, his face now between my legs.
“I think you’re going to have to spend the night...” I panted, and I could feel the heat from his chuckle on my clit.
“Sounds good to me, baby,” he replied before getting back to business.
Lost in the pleasure, I wasn’t sure how long Myer had been at it, but when I finally felt that familiar sensation begin to take over, I let him know. “I’m going to cum...don’t stop...God, don’t stop...”
As soon as euphoria took over, I was lost to everything but how the intense pleasure was consuming every inch of my body, and after having gone so long without sex, it was understandable to see how I could so easily become addicted to Myer Justus.
“I’ll never get tired of seeing you come undone for me,” Myer rasped as I felt him crawl back up my body, stopping at my breasts. “I’ll never get tired of this, baby.”
All I could do was run my hands over his shoulders as his lips began to devour my left breast, his tongue manipulating the peak like an expert.
Still basking in my orgasm, I laid with my eyes closed, letting Myer help make the world go away with his lips, tongue, and the heavy weight of his body over mine.
A feeling that I had missed for so long.
When I finally found my bearings, I said, “So help me God, you better have a condom in your wallet.”
“I do,” he chuckled before licking my right nipple. “But I’ll be sure to bring an extra box over here, so that we don’t run into any issues in the future.”
“Please do,” I murmured
Chuckling again, Myer finished crawling up my body until his hips were nestled between my legs. “How long before we can ditch the damn things?”
“When you show me a clean bill of health,” I answered honestly. “But don’t forget, birth control isn’t one-hundred percent effective.”
Myer kissed my neck as he said, “I’m not worried about it if you’re not.”
While I’d always wanted kids, I wasn’t about to get pregnant with a guy that I just started dating three days ago. “Get the condom, Myer.”
Always the good sport, Myer leaned over the bed to grab his jeans, and I waited patiently as Myer took care of business, glad that he wasn’t the type of guy to take my insistence personally.
Honestly, good guys were so hard to find, and the more that I learned about Myer, the more that I was determined to keep him forever.
Once he was suited up, Myer was back to kissing my neck. “Are you ready for me, baby?”
“Always,” I answered, never having meant the word more.
Myer smirked as he went back to kissing my neck, and when I felt him push inside me, I let out a moan of encouragement.
While orgasms were always the endgame, that feeling of when a man first entered you was a whole different kind of pleasure.
The stretching, moaning, and fullness was something that needed to be enjoyed without distraction.
“Oh, God...” I moaned.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “You always feel so fucking good.”
“Deeper...” I begged him, wanting to feel him all over.
“Gladly, baby,” he chuckled, pushing inside me until he couldn’t go any further. “God, I love how you feel wrapped around my dick.”
“I love being wrapped around your dick...” I panted, meaning every word.
“Good,” he chuckled darkly. “That’s very good.”
Nothing more was said as Myer started moving in and out of me, filling me in a way that I was never going to get tired of.
Unlike a lot of guys, Myer didn’t just have sex with a woman; he had sex with her entire body, and I was fortunate enough to be reaping the benefits of that skill.
The man kissed me everywhere, touched me everywhere, and made me feel everything everywhere.
“So good...don’t stop...”
“Never, baby,” he rasped against my neck. “You’re never getting rid of me, Calista.”
“Good...” I moaned.
When Myer’s hips started working harder and faster, I met him halfway, needing the same thing that he did.
I needed that connection that you only felt when you were with another person like this.
There was no substitute for what Myer was making me feel right now, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit that this felt like everything.
“Cum for me, baby,” Myer ordered as his lips found my shoulder. “Cum for me.”
“Make me cum...” I said, issuing orders of my own. “Make me cum...”
I wasn’t prepared for Myer flipping us over, and I couldn’t help but laugh as he settled me over his groin. “Let’s make each other cum.”
Determined to drive him out of his mind, I placed my hands on his chest, then began moving my hips over him, the head of his dick bottoming out as he thrusted upward from beneath me.
Myer’s hands on my hips held me in place as we both raced towards what we both desired, and it hit deep inside that I had someone in my life that wanted to give as much as he wanted.
Removing one of his hands from my hips, Myer’s fingers slipped between my legs, and when he started thrumming my clit, he warned, “I’m close, baby. I’m close, so I need you with me.”
Digging my fingers into his hard chest, I moved faster, letting my body and mind freefall into nothing but pure pleasure. Myer was chasing his high, and I was chasing mine, and we were lucky that we were going to get there together.
“Fuck, baby,” he grunted. “I’m going to cum.”
“Don’t stop...” I panted. “I’m almost there...”
A few minutes later, Myer’s sexy grunts were ringing in my ear as he came inside me, and I was following right behind him, my thighs trembling with my release, my head thrown back as I cried out my pleasure, Myer’s name on my lips.
“Oh, God...” I choked out, my hips still moving.
“We’re definitely going to have to semi-move in together,” he sighed underneath me. “I have no desire to get up and go back to my house right now.”
I dropped on his sweaty chest, not caring since I was sweaty myself. “Maybe we can start with toiletries only, baby steps.”
“Baby, if you think that toiletries aren’t a big deal, then you’re very mistaken,” he replied before letting out a sweet yawn. “Toiletries might as well be engagement rings.”
“Somehow, I don’t think that’s true,” I muttered lazily.
“It is,” he insisted. “Look it up.”
“I will,” I lied. “When I have more energy.”
“Well, in light of Louise, the police, and that damn pentagram, I’ll be spending the night just to make sure nothing else untoward happens,” he said, making me grin as I rolled off his body.
“Better get rid of that condom,” I teased. “Can’t have it ending up in my hair during the middle of the night.”
“You’re such a romantic, Calista Glenn,” he smirked. “Seriously.”
“Do you want romantic or real?”
I yelped as Myer slapped my ass before getting out of bed. “Remember that when it’s our anniversary.”
Rolling over to get comfortable, I said, “Keep it up, and there won’t be an anniversary to remember.”
“Too late,” he called back from the bathroom. “You’re stuck with me.”
A few seconds later, I felt Myer get back into bed, and when he anchored his arm around my waist to pull me next to him, I couldn’t help but smile contently. While the sex was great, this was the part that really mattered, and this was the part that I had missed the most.
“Goodnight, baby,” he muttered in my hair, his big spoon the perfect size for my little spoon.
“Goodnight,” I replied, the first of many more.