My whole body trembles. I only had him yesterday, but each time I’m with him, it’s like the first. He presses his lips against my folds and finds my bundle of nerves with his wicked tongue. His hands grip my thighs tight and his fingers dig into the chunky flesh there as he licks further down around my entrance. Then he draws his tongue back up to engulf me with his mouth, groaning into me, sending a vibration through my centre that radiates my entire body.
“Cal,” I cry, fisting his hair. It’s the only thing I can clench as I pant his name, trying to be quiet, still listening out for Cairen.
“Ah, baby,” he groans into me again, and the vibration from his words rock through my core.
“Cal, I want you inside of me.” I pant the words in utter desperation and whimper as his lips leave my bud, making their way to my face. I open my eyes to see his mouth slick from me, and then his fingers are sliding down my seam, entering and withdrawing at a steady pace.
“Are you ready for me, baby?”
“Always.” I pant and kiss his wet lips, tasting myself on his tongue, and he groans into my mouth.
“I love your pussy, Steph; always soaked for me.” He removes his fingers to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans, pulling his boxers down just enough to free his erection. Taking in a breath, I prepare myself for the full length of him. He grips his erection and I rest my bottom on the edge of the kitchen table, wrapping my legs around his waist as he guides himself into me.
My bottom aches with the memory of him from yesterday, and every time I sit down, I feel him there. Relaxing into him, all thoughts disappear; he’s all I see, hear, and feel. His large, rough hands roam under my shirt around my back, leaving a trail of flames in their wake.
With his hot mouth sucking my neck, he groans, pushing into me. Each time deeper than the last. His lips lock onto mine and our tongues entwine around each other. His lips turn upwards against mine and small huffs of laughter breathe into my mouth.
“What is it?” I say against his lips, trying not to break the kiss but wonder what’s making him laugh at a time like this. Is it my big knickers? Has he just realised how big they actually are? Now they’re strewn somewhere on the floor.
He laughs again into my mouth, but continues with his tender assault.
“What’s funny?” I say again, slightly pulling away from his lips this time.
“Your fucking dog is humping my leg.”
I look down to see Teddy’s paws clinging onto Callum, wrapping himself tightly around his knee while his back end moves in swift motions and a laugh rocks through my body.
“He wants a piece of the action,” I say, laughing wildly as Teddy’s eyes bulge, and his motions get swifter as his grip around Callum tightens.
“He wants a piece of me,” Cal says. “He thinks I’m his bitch.” Cal shakes his leg, trying to free himself of Teddy’s claws, but he clings on for dear life, dry humping, making us both laugh even more.
“Let me put him outside,” I say.
“No, let me.” Callum buttons the top button on his jeans to hold them up while he attempts to walk to the back door. The dog hangs on to his calf, sliding along the high gloss tiled floor as Callum pulls himself out of the kitchen. I listen out for Cairen, who seems to still be asleep.
Callum returns, unbuttoning his jeans. “Where were we?” His hands slide back under my opened shirt to caress the skin on my back once more with his rough hands.
Taking my lip between his teeth, he takes full possession of my mouth, consuming my senses. I gasp as his erection fills me, and I melt into him. Everything blurs. I’m ascending into the clouds. Light and colour swirl around me. The only sound is our hearts beating as one.
I taste him mixed with my flavour and feel every inch of him. Not just between my thighs, I feel his soul ripping through me, infiltrating every cell as he courses through my blood.
He bites down on my shoulder. “I won’t last much longer, baby. Come for me.”
“I won’t be long. You know what I like to hear.” I pant.
He wraps his fingers around my curls, tugging my head back as he nips my lips. “You’re mine, Steph.”
And with those words, I’m taken over the edge. Flashes of white brighter than the sun fill my mind. My body stiffens, my toes curl, and I fist his hair.
“That’s it, baby.” He rests his forehead against my shoulder as he comes down from his high, steadying his breathing.
He kisses me again as tenderly as our first time. The dog barks and scratches at the back door.
“I’ll let the dog in before he wakes your boy,” he says, zipping himself up, walking out of the kitchen.
He returns with a calmer Teddy, who thankfully has put his lipstick away.
“Shall I make us that coffee now?”
“Yeah, I’m parched.” He grins, kissing my nose. “Do you want me to get you some tissue or a flannel or something?”
“No, I’m going upstairs to clean myself up.” I slide my bottom off the kitchen table, looking on the floor for my clothes. “Where are my knickers?”
Callum glances around, and I look again, but all I see are my leggings.
My fingers fiddle with the buttons on my shirt, trying to button myself up as I scour the kitchen, under the table, behind the bin. “That’s odd. Have you taken them?”
I look at Callum, knowing it wouldn’t be the first time he has stuffed my underwear in his pocket, though I doubt my big cotton knickers would actually fit in his pocket.
He lifts his hands up, breaking into a laugh. “Don’t look at me. I’m not guilty this time.” Callum nods towards the living room and when I turn around, the bloody dog is standing in the lounge with my big knickers hanging from his jaw.