Raedene

By the time we got home my body was on fire, sitting pressed up against Caleb’s back was excruciating, all I could think of was his lips on mine and those intense eyes that that bore into my soul. The moment he turned the bike of I scrambled off and rushed into the house and I knew he was short on my heels, but I had to check on Braden first.

“Samson, Maria?” I whispered as I entered the living room.

“Hi,” Maria said as she excited the kitchen, “Braden’s asleep upstairs, he went to bed about an hour ago.”

“He never goes to bed so early,” I said concerned.

“Well we had a lot of fun and he was so exhausted. He did have something to eat before he passed out, so don’t worry.”

“Oh okay then, I’ll go look in on him,” I walked to the stairs then turned, “Maria. Thank you.”

“No problem.”

I ran up the stairs and quietly opened Braden’s door. He was fast asleep hugging a plush toy bear to his chest. My heart ached as I looked down at him sleeping and I brushed a lock of hair from his brow.

“Sweet dreams my boy,” I whispered and then kissed his forehead before I quietly left his room.

As I entered the hallway, Caleb was there waiting for me and from the way he looked at me, I knew he was also reaching the end of his sanity. Without a word, I grabbed his hand and pulled him into my bedroom.

The moment the door closed, Caleb spun me around and pressed me up against the door. He lowered his one hand to my hip and his fingers brushed the bare skin between my vest and jeans, which sent a shiver of pleasure coursing through me. I sighed as his lips met mine and I knew that there was no turning back now. I slid my hands down to his waist and pulled him tighter against me and that was encouragement enough. In one swift motion, he reached for my vest and pulled it off over my head and his hands instantly cupped my breasts, and even though they were covered in lace I could feel the heat of his palms burn into my skin. I followed suit and pulled his T-shirt off and the sight of him took my breath away. He was all muscle and ripped abs and I knew that it could make any woman swoon helplessly at his feet. I felt a stab of jealousy poke at my subconscious knowing that other women had seen him like this, but the moment his hands moved to the buttons of my jeans those thoughts fled for the hills.

We undressed each other eagerly until we stood naked in front of each other.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered as he drew me into his arms.

“You’re biased,” I joked as I ran my fingers down his chest stopping just above the V that cut down in front of his stomach. I felt his stomach muscles contract and tighten and I smiled.

“I promise you that this has nothing to do with being biased, it’s the honest truth,” he groaned and lifted me effortlessly into his arms then carried me over to the bed.

I met his eyes and his desire reflected my own, I needed him, I needed to feel him make love to me, but before I would allow myself that pleasure, I wanted him to know exactly how much I needed him. As he stood at the edge of the bed, I sat up and looked at him with a smile tugging at my lips while I ran my hands up along his thighs to his waist. He was rock hard and as I reached to wrap my hand around his erection, he cursed under his breath.

“Too much, too soon?” I asked smiling as I stroked him.

“Hell no, but if you keep that up, it will be the quickest climax in history,” he said in a strained tone.

“I doubt that very much.”

I lowered my head and took him into my mouth, his hands fisted my hair as I rolled my tongue around his tip as his hips started to move. With my one hand at his base, I dragged my tongue along his full length and then sucked him into my mouth again.

“Oh my god Rae…” he uttered breathlessly.

“Not even god can save you now,” I said and continued teasing him.

As I pleasured him with my mouth he groaned audibly and rocked his hips, not once letting go of my hair. I could feel my own arousal as the wetness between my legs increased. I was lost in time and space and the present was all that mattered. Before I knew it, Caleb had tugged me away from him and was now laying on top of me, kissing me with such passion I thought I was going to faint. I felt his hand slide down over my stomach and between my legs and when his fingers slid between my folds I cried out, “Caleb, please!” I was slowly coming undone.

“Patience,” he said and I could feel him smile against my skin as he pressed kisses along my jaw, down my throat and between my breasts. He moved his lips to one of my nipples and sucked the aching tip into his mouth. It was like a magical chord of ecstasy that connected every nerve ending in my body to each other. And while he slid his fingers in and out of my wetness and sucked on my nipple I felt my entire world spiral out of control.

He moved up along my body again until our eyes met and as he lay nestled between my thighs I raised my knees, spreading myself for him.

“Are you sure about this,” he asked with a smile tugging on his lips.

“Is the pope catholic?” I asked dragging my nails up along his spine.

“His loyalty is questionable,” he joked and then slid his rock-hard length between my slick folds.

“Oh god, just…” I started, unable to formulate a coherent sentence.

“Say please,” he teased.

“You’re making me beg?”

“Maybe.”

“Seriously?”

Caleb looked down at me and I bit my bottom lip and in one smooth motion he moved his hips and entered me slowly at first, but with each stroke he became more relentless, thrusting faster and harder. I wrapped my legs around his thighs and gripped his biceps as he thrusted, over and over. I arched my back and met his every stroke; overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment I could feel every nerve ending in my body tingle and rise to the pinnacle of pleasure.

“Caleb,” I uttered over and over as I felt my body and mind slipping further and further into oblivion. Each thrust of his cock into my core drove me closer and closer to the edge and I knew that he too, was reaching that tipping point. When he called out my name my entire world came undone and I surrendered myself completely to him.

For a while after, I lay cradled in his arms while he drew patterns over my back and arms, something I always loved. Everything felt perfect, it was as if our stars were aligned and nothing and no one could ruin this sacred moment.

“When you said that we have to show Braden Horton hears a who, did you just say that?”

I felt the smile tug at his lips and then he pressed his lips against the top of my head.

“I meant it; Braden deserves to have us both in his life.”

I closed my eyes and bit my lip, for now I’ll take what I can get and leave the empty promises and unhappily ever after’s, for when they rear their ugly heads.