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“Make it up to me?” I laughed, “What are you making up for? That was amazing.”
“But it wasn’t…” he sighed, “Your first time should be better than that. Gentler. More special.”
My lower lip trembled. “That’s sweet, but-“
Caleb took me by the left arm and lifted me from the hips. Like a bride and groom through the wedding night threshold, he carried me towards his bedroom. Gently he lay me in his shower cubicle and got inside. The water cascaded against my body, between our lips as he washed me off. His hands were gentler, his mood softer.
I fell into my boss and he fell back. After tenderly soaping the blood from my thighs and the sweat from my skin, he carried me to bed.
The cool silk sheets covered our naked bodies as he took me again.
This time was slower, sweeter, gentler. He didn’t fuck me, he made love to me, bringing me to the crest of purest pleasure again and again. I gave my body to him and he worshiped it, sucking my nipples and finding other little spots to make me moan. Just behind my earlobe, right along my collarbone, the curve of my hip.
And when we came again, it was in that same perfect sync. The pleasure was unbelievably sweet, making me realize just what I’ve been missing all these years. Absently, I wondered if I’d ever be able to stop.
Could I ever possibly get enough?
Chapter 10 – Caleb
Her supple ass was in my face, her pussy on my tongue. Her wet mouth worked down over my cock. We were in the second night of our quarantine together and were competing to see who’d cum first. And I absolutely refused to be the loser.
But to be fair, I wasn’t far behind her, and while she was still quaking in climax, I poured my load down her throat and she swallowed it down eagerly.
She collapsed beside me and I absent-mindedly stroked her hair.
“What’s your favorite meal?” I asked her randomly.
“Steak,” she answered without hesitation.
“Oh,” I clapped a hand over my chest, “A woman after my own heart. Want a steak? We’ve got the best down here.”
“Not at two in the morning,” she replied, laughing. “I could do with some juice or something, though.”
I dashed downstairs and retrieved a couple of glasses, some ice, and the bottle of OJ, pouring each of us a glass.
When I step into the room, Harlee opens one eye and looks down, seeing that I’m still nude and still had. She groaned.
“I cannot have more sex, Caleb.”
I laughed. “Oh, really? Not ready to lose another round?”
She chuckled and downed a gulp of juice from the glass I handed her. “No. But I want to cuddle.”
I pressed a button on the stereo played in the background as I held her in my arms. Her blonde hair fell delicately across my face and I kissed her sweaty forehead. We reeked of sex. I loved it. I loved how different Harlee is. She didn’t bother about my money. She laughed at my jokes. She came off as real, knowing that this is a simple transaction; sex, no heart.
But I still knew nothing about her. Her home, her family, her life outside of my office. “So, Harlee, where are you from, anyway?”
She snored, faintly.
“Harlee?”
Her breathing was slow now, her face slack and peaceful and her body limp in my arms. She was out cold, and I smiled to myself, a little smug about having worn her out so deeply.
I supposed I’d ask her more about her life tomorrow.
Her phone buzzed. It sat on the nightstand within my reach. Strange for it to be going off at this hour.
You better pick up my phone calls, bitch, or else.
Whoa, what kind of dick had the nerve to text a lady like this? Or send texts like this at 2 AM at all? Clearly this… Robert character had some issues. I placed the phone back on the counter and tried to fall back to sleep.
An hour later I was in the corridor, robe strapped around my shoulders and her phone as well as mine in hand. I dialed Octo, my speed dial private investigator, and he picked up on the second ring.
“No rest for the wicked, ey old friend?”
“I’m on stakeout, John. Is this urgent?” he replied roughly.
I could tell he was sucking on the peppermints he’s always popping in his mouth.
An ex-smoker, he popped those candies like crazy.
I got serious. “Treat it as such, please. I need you to run a trace for me.”
Chapter 11 – Harlee
I saw Jillian in the distance leading two horses down the dewy pasture. She waved at me and I waved back before heading back into the bedroom through the balcony doors and shutting myself in. I had a lot on my mind from the recent few days.
