Whipped Cream Dreams (Book 1 of The Sweet Treats Series)

by Jamallah Bergman

  “Oh, it was. Maybe one day, I can take you with me.”

  I stared at him, pretty shocked by what he said but I grabbed my water and began to drink.

  Callion continued looking at me, waiting to hear what I would say.

  I didn’t know what to say. “That would be nice.” There, I said something.

  He didn’t say anything for a while himself, just stared at me with those dark looming eyes of his, which made me wonder what he could be thinking.

  His Uncle and cousin brought over some platters of food that smelled so good and looked even better. A platter filled with shrimp with what looked like tomato sauce and cheese, mussels steaming with garlic along with along with calamari, which I knew a lot about.

  “I hope you enjoy everything my dear,” his Uncle said with a huge smile.

  “Everything smells so good, I really can’t wait to try it,” I told him while spooning the food onto my plate.

  “Try not to eat too much, because I will have more to come,”

  “More? Are you serious, this looks like the whole meal right here,” I exclaimed while glancing up as I heard not only him laughing but Callion along with his cousin as well. “What’s so funny?”

  “I just hope you haven’t eaten anything earlier today because you will get your fill while you are here. My Uncle loves to feed people, especially those coming here for the first time.”

  And fed us he did, I’ve never ever eaten so much in my entire life as I did that evening. From Tonos, to Kotopoulo and Paidakia, which I had to admit, I loved the most. Callion’s Uncle fixed me everything, plus he had some men come and play for us while we ate, which I really enjoyed.

  After we ate our fabulous meal, Callion said something to his Uncle in Greek, who then snapped his fingers for the men to come back with their instruments.

  “Let’s dance.” He had got up from his chair, came over to me, pulled out my chair for me once again and held out his hand.

  I got up and took his hand.

  We made our way to a corner of the restaurant with a small dance floor that would probably accommodate about three or four dancing couples at a time.

  Callion took me in his arms, those arms that I would imagine in my dreams holding me like this. His hand cradled my back as I gazed up into his eyes that were smiling at me. I could hear the strumming of the guitar as well as a violin softly playing but I really wasn’t concentrating much on anything else—his eyes held my completely attention.

  “I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself with me tonight?”

  “I can say that I’ve had a wonderful night. You’re actually the first date I’ve had in a very long time now.”

  “Oh really, why is that?”

  “Just been busy working for one thing and also, whenever I was asked by a guy that was interested in me, I really wasn’t interested in them.”

  “So, that must mean you were interested in me then huh,”

  I shyly smiled and glanced away only to feel his hand underneath my chin, raising it slightly to look into his eyes once more. Literally, I was melting from this man’s gaze. I couldn’t help but bite my lower lip but he soon traced his thumb over it and told me, “The only teeth that I want to see biting that lip are mine.” He smiled when he saw the shocked look I gave him but pulled me in close to him as he twirled me a bit while we continued dancing the night away.

  When we left the restaurant, we went further into town, driving around.

  I wondered where we would be going to next. I didn’t even bother asking him because since he was the one who asked me out, I knew he took his time planning this night. Soon we were going further away from the city into the country part of town as we continued driving past open fields, ready for planting. I‘d never been this far into Hartwell before, even though I’d come over several times in my life.

  He turned off onto a dark dirt road.

  All of this driving which made me kind of leery because I really wondered where the hell we were going as we started going up a hill. I looked out the window, seeing that we were getting higher and higher over the city as we leveled off and drove a bit further toward a fork in the road.

  Callion turned left, away from the city lights and onto an open lot that looked like it was made for parking. He parked right in the middle with the back of the SUV facing forward. We both got out as I watched him go into the back and open up the door. He grabbed a blanket, opened it out fully before putting it down on the floor of the trunk. “Here you go,” He motioned for me to sit. I did and he sat down right beside me. “I like to come out here sometimes when I know the stars will be out.”

  We both peered up at the sky, beautifully blanketed with shimmering stars.

  “I’ve never been here before ever.” I felt completely amazed at how stunning this place was.

  “I usually don’t find many folks out here when I come but whenever I come out here at night, I like to look at the stars and I feel calm.”

  I could understand what he meant by calm for this place was wonderful at night. The scent of pine from the trees whiffed through the air while the crickets could be heard chirping away in the darkness of the forest. I felt something on my hand and realized it was his hand holding mine. “Thank you for bringing me here Callion, this is such a lovely ending for a lovely night.” He put his arm around my shoulder and I laid my head on his chest while we both gazed up at the midnight sky and that’s when I saw a falling star skimming through the sky. “Look a falling star,” I exclaimed.

  “You better make a wish then.”

  I closed my eye and made my wish.

  “Did you make it?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “What was your wish?”

  I shook my head. “I can’t tell you though. If I told you what my wish was then it’ll never come true.”

  “You’re right, sorry I was just curious. I want to ask you something Roya.”

  “Sure.”

  “My cousin is getting married next week and I wanted to know if you would like to go with me as my date.”

  “I don’t know, I would have to see how my schedule goes for next week but what day is it going to be?”

  “Next Saturday,”

  “I’ll see how my schedule is but what if I can’t go?”

  “When you have your next day off, we can have an intimate dinner for two at my place.”

  “That sounds nice I think I’d like that.”

  “Well, then it’s another date. Just let me know when your next day off will be. But for now, let’s just continue watching the night sky, huh?”

  And that is exactly what we did, we would often talk a bit, but mainly we held each other close and watched the sky and those enchanting stars that looked like diamonds.

  We decided to leave, once it started getting too cool up along the mountain and head on back to Stockton. I was growing a bit tired but I didn’t want to let him know, so that way I could enjoy my first night out on a date.

  Callion got out, opening the door for me when we got to my complex while I took out my keys from my purse. We walked hand in hand to my apartment door, which had that annoying light over on the side that was flickering on and off from time to time. I’d tried to get maintenance to come and fix it because eventually, the dang thing was going to short out. Putting the key into the dead bolt, I heard the lock turn as I turned the doorknob to open the door. I gazed back at him, still standing there looking back at me with a smile. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow, usual table?”

  “Of course.” He came in closer, his arm going around my waist to pull me to his chest, his hips.

  God, I know he must have felt my heart beating so hard but he didn’t say anything about it.

  “I had a wonderful night tonight.”

  “So did I, I’ll be waiting to hear back about your day off.” His hand rose up to move a strand of hair from in front of my eye.

  I could feel his finger lightly touch my skin, which made me shiver and he felt that because he s
aid, “Are you cold?”

  “No, I’m not cold at all.”

  “Why did you shiver then?”

  I smiled. “Well, because your fingers touched my skin.”

  “I didn’t know that I did that to you.”

  If only you know what you’ve done to me in my dreams, I thought to myself while gazing into his eyes. I’d anticipated this moment when he would kiss me because of course, it always happened at the end of a date, the good night kiss. But I wasn’t expecting him to give it to me as quickly as he did. He moved in so swift that all I could do was yelp when his lips touched mine.

  Callion had me up against the door, moans entwined with along with sighs in between our kisses. I felt his hand grasp my breast which caused me to pull in a breath.

  This made him stop. “I’m sorry,”

  “Don’t be,” I told him noticing his hand was still on my breast but I didn’t say a word, I loved how it felt. I continued nuzzling against his cheek until he continued kissing me more, deepening our bond before I felt the door almost give way but he caught me before I fell onto the floor of my living room. “Thanks for catching me.” We both laughed a little.

  We both moved inside, with ne feeling his hand this time trying to pull off my blouse with no luck whatsoever. Eventually, he stopped kissing me to tear it open which did shock me but in a way it excited me too. So, I started in on his shirt too. After that, it was a mad scramble of pulling, tugging and tearing of clothing from bodies until I stood there with him naked.

  All I could do was marvel at what I’d been eyeing because he was everything my dreams predicted.

  So amazing to look at, standing there, breathing hard from our passionate kissing while my hand ran along his large chest, up along his neck as he watched me looking over his body. My fingers trailed the middle of his chest, down along his toned abs while they I made my way down even further towards his cock, which stood rigid before me. He gazed around the room, then toward the hallway and said, “Is that where your bedroom is?”

  “Uh huh, it’s back there.”

  And that’s when he picked me up, taking me in those strong, warm arms as he smiled while staring down at my surprised expression. He made his way to the back, looking around till he saw the door to my bedroom.

  All I know was I felt thankful I had straightened my room and made my bed up today, even though I had wanted to just leave it as is.

  He laid me down on the bed then got on top of me, continuing where we left off with our kissing, only more passionate as if he was just as hungry for me as I was for him. Callion’s hair kept getting in the way and I ran my fingers through it while his bites nipped along my lips, my chin and down my neck. My sighs grew heavier by the minute while his hands explored my body. I wanted this, I had dreamed of this moment for months on end and here it was happening, I was in my room, in my bed with the man of my dreams and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.

  “Why don’t we try it, like this?” He held me around the waist before pulling me up while he turned over on his back and I was on top of him this time. He sat up a bit, grabbed hold of my breasts, taking one of them in his mouth, sucking the nipple as I held his head in my hands. With each tug of his tongue and lips made my body quiver and my pussy wet. My hips rubbed against his rigid hard on and it seemed the more I did that, the harder he nipped and sucked on my nipple. I gasped when he bit down a bit too much, jolting away from him a bit.

  Callion peered up at me with those eyes of his and said, “Was I too hard?”

  “Yeah, you were.” I chuckled.

  He planted soft kisses along my nipple, which felt good. I saw him smile up at me after he finished and I couldn’t help but return the smile back.

  “Can I tell you something that might sound a bit silly?” he asked.

  I nodded.

  “Everything night when I’m asleep, I often dream about you.”

  “So do I.” I really couldn’t believe that this was happening much less believe that he just told me he had dreams about me too. “Really, you do dream about me sometimes?”

  “All the time, actually.”

  “Same here.” I pushed my fingers ran through his hair while burying my face within it. Not only did this man feel good, even his hair smelled good.

  “God, I love holding you like this.” Strong hands clasped my ass, pulling me up until he moved himself underneath me and brought me back down onto his cock.

  I gasped.

  “But I think I’m going to love how you feel like this even more.” His hands never let go of my ass. Actually, they were clinching tighter while his hips met with mine.

  All I could do was hold onto him for dear life by the shoulders, my nails digging into them. He’s a sneaky devil I thought to myself, hearing him grunt, eyes that lusted over me while his primal groans pervaded throughout my bedroom and into my ears. The sounds we made together were harmonious and drove me to a point that I never thought I’d find myself going to. When my head went back, I felt him grab hold of the back of my hair, only to clasp his mouth to bite my neck.

  I cried out, cradling his head in my hands while my head moved towards where he was biting me. “Oh Callion,” I murmured, feeling him moving me on my back as he soon was on top of me, making himself comfortable between my legs in which we both found ourselves sighing, me because I enjoyed how his body felt on top of me. I could swear I was living my dream right here and now. My leg rubbed up along his back as we kissed for just a moment.

  Callion stopped to gaze down at my face. He just stared at me, so lovingly while his hair cascaded around his face and as many times as he tried to move it from his face, it kept going right back in its place.

  All I could do was smile and help him out when he moved in to kiss me once more. The tip of his nose nuzzled against my own and I heard him whisper something so softly that I couldn’t hear exactly what he was saying. It sounded as if it was some kind of chant for every moment he continued it, the more his hips moved. I wondered what he was saying but the way he moved his hips in such rhythm, I found myself wailing from the force. “Callion,” I heard myself saying over and over, feeling his hand in the small of my back, lifting me up just a bit and when he did that, it seemed as if a switch was flipped inside me and I immediately tingled all over. I grunted hard as he panted even harder my nails digging into his back and I continued to beg him, “Don’t stop, please. Oh, God don’t stop Callion!”

  He didn’t stop either during which time he cradled my head with his hands, hearing him still speaking in low tones. He nibbled a bit on my chin when my head moved back while I’d been crying out. All I could do while he did this was hold onto him, because I could feel myself about to come. He went for my neck again and my body jolted when he did as well. The orgasm crashed through me, as over and over again I found myself howling. A first for me while making love, until I grew hoarse and unable to breathe while my body went completely limp.

  I could feel small kisses being placed along my forehead, from one cheek to the other then back to the tip of my nose as my eyes slowly opened to see his smile. The only thing could manage was to smile back, letting out a soft sigh. “Thanks for the kisses.”

  “Oh, you are very welcome. I was glad to give them to you. God, you sounded like heaven when you came.”

  I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck, running my fingers through his hair. “Well, that’s the first time I’ve ever been told I sound like heaven but hearing it from you really is beautiful. But there is something that I do want to ask you though?

  “And what is that?” He moved off me, but still he kept me close to him.

  “What was that you were saying to me, it sounded like you were chanting something?” I could tell he was a bit embarrassed for he started to blush which I found cute to see a grown man like him blushing. “So, what was it you were saying?”

  “I was saying that God let me have this woman because I’ve wanted her for so long, I have dreamed of being with her and h
aving her as my own. If you give her to me, I will love her for as long as she wants me to.”

  Never had I heard such beautiful words in my entire life, especially something like this said about me—by someone like Callion Nicolo.

  Chapter Eight

  When I woke up the following morning, the phone was ringing off the hook. I moved my hand towards the direction of the phone to grab it, I finally did but realized that it wasn’t the phone but one of my candles that I normally had on my nightstand. I dropped it down and got the phone this time. “Hello?”

  “Roya, where are you?” asked a very concerned Al.

  “Huh, what do you mean where am I, I’m at home.”

  “You’re supposed to be at work. Do you know what time it is?”

  My eyes tried to focus on the alarm clock and then they did focus I saw that it was eleven fourteen in the morning. “Holy shit, oh Al I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to oversleep like this.”

  I heard him chuckle a bit. “I was worried because you’re never late for work and if you are, you usually call in to let me know. Are you feeling all right because if not, I’ll just let you stay home and you can just come in early tomorrow?”

  I rubbed my eyes, looking over to see his muscular back, his tousled dark tresses on my pillow as I heard him softly snoring. “Yeah, I’ll just come in early tomorrow Al, again I’m sorry about not being there.”

  “No prob Roya, see you tomorrow at six and get you some rest.”

  “Will do, goodbye.” I looked back over to see Callion turn, then yawn and stretch for a moment before opening those lovely eyes that I’d seen last night before I fell asleep. “Did you get into trouble?”

  I shook my head no and he smiled before touching my cheek. “I’m very glad. What time is it?”

  “It’s eleven fourteen. I know people are wondering where you are?”

  “True, but I can just open up at one,” He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me close to him. “Besides, I can just stay in bed with you some more before I leave to get some new clothes and freshen up.” He kissed my forehead.