I interrupt him, taking a step towards him and putting a hand on his chest. “Don’t you want me? I thought that you wanted this, too…”
He steps forward and brings my head to his. Our lips meet and he kisses me passionately. Our heads turn with each of the movements, dancing under the gentle spray of the water. Finally, he pulls me away, but still holds me in his arm. He looks down as he says, “I want to see you. I want to look into your eyes when I take you.”
My heart melts as I think of the man covered in dirt and grime who fucked me on the floor of his bedroom just weeks ago. I wrap my arms around him and press my chest against his, my hips on his still hard cock. I pull his head down by his hair as I say in my most sultry, deep voice, “Then take me like this.”
My leg lifts by the knee and he grabs it in midair. Cal spins me around and leans me up against the back, tiled wall of the shower and pulls the other leg up against my chest. He doesn’t blink as he presses back into me, the sensation feeling even better than the first time. We both let out groans as we ease into each other. And I hold on to the railing of the shower walls knowing that he is about to give me the ride of my life.
He looks down as he enters and exits me, warming me up. I take my hand out towards the water and wet it, placing it on my clit. His tongue licks his lip as he watches me play with myself. When he’s ready, he pulls my hand away and whispers breathlessly, “God, you never cease to surprise me.”
Cal bursts into me, speeding and drilling me like it is our first time again. My body takes each of his pounding as his cock tears into me. I can feel myself expanding and molding around his shaft as he goes on. And my fingers dig into his skin as I lose all sense of control again. For a moment, my mind goes completely blank as I scream out, “Cal! More! More! Give me more!”
He obeys by pushing his dick even harder and faster into my stretched out *. His thighs slap against me as he practically flies into me. I hear him call out my name as he grows closer, and I will myself to come with him. I want us to be together on this so badly as I reach down and find the small patch of skin on the underside of his balls.
The sensation is enough as his face twists and contorts. He kisses me as I, too, feel every part of my body firing off once more. Our arms tangle around the others’ body as he lifts me off of the wall and into the air. His hands wrap against my hips and guide me as he pulls and pushes slowly into me two more times.
I go numb as I try to feel every part of Cal that remains – his hands on my hips, his cock still lingering inside, his head resting on my shoulder. And I cum, this time harder and longer than ever before. It feels like a century has passed when the sensation stops.
Cal reaches over and turns off the water and then slowly sets me down on the bottom of the tub. He leans over me and kisses me gently with the tip of his lips. His long body presses into mine as he rests against my chest. “That was amazing,” he says admiringly. “Christ.”
I can’t even answer. I just laugh to myself, my chest popping gleefully.
He looks up at me confused, “What’s so funny?”
“I – I don’t know why I am laughing.” I honestly have no clue. But for some reason, despite everything that has happened, I feel like I am about to burst. “I think I’m happy. No, I am really, really happy.”
He touches my rosy cheeks, flushed from sex and the hot water and says, “So am I, Michelle.” He grins as he adds, “But I hate being wrinkled like a goddamn prune. Where are your towels?”
I look around bemused as I notice that the laundry is still in the upstairs laundry room, unfolded. I offer to go get us a set, but he’s already up. I point the way towards the end of the hall, and I watch as he hops out and makes his way towards the open door.
His shadow stops midway as I can see him turn towards something catching his attention. A part of me grows numb as I realize what he has seen. I walk out of the tub and grab the bright blue robe hanging on the door hook as I make my way towards Maddie’s bedroom.
Chapter 35: The Next Steps
CAL
I lean against the white doorframe as I peer into the room. Michelle appears behind me, wrapped in a silk robe. My voice lowers as I try to temper the emotions I am feeling. I ask her, “Is this…?”
“Yeah,” She says as she places a hand on my bare shoulder, “This is where Maddie lived when she was with me.”