by R. R. Banks
And as we wait for the cops to arrive, she calls Brooke to let her know that she's okay.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Abby
It's really late by the time we got home and I am exhausted. I've never been through an ordeal like that and I hope to never go through one again. I'm physically and emotionally drained. I sit down on the couch and pull Caleb down next to me. I lean against him and lay my head against his shoulder.
“You came for me,” I say.
“Of course, I did,” he replies.
I can't believe the turn of events over the past few days. I've gone from believing I'd never see Caleb Tirico again to having him sitting next to me – after having had him just save my life. It was all so surreal.
“I never knew James was that –”
“Unbalanced? Unhinged? Batshit crazy?”
I laugh softly. “Yeah, I can sure pick 'em, can't I?”
A wry grin touches his lips. “Yeah, if they're not kidnapping you, they're disappearing on you.”
I look up at him, afraid I'd hurt his feelings. “No, that's not what –”
He puts a finger to my lips to stop me. “I deserve it, Abby. I can't ever make up for what I did or how I did it. Just know that I'm sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry.”
I don't know what to say, so I remain silent. Instead, I lean forward and kiss him. It's a soft, sweet kiss, one that I hope conveys how grateful I am to him for everything he did for me tonight. When I pull away, he's smiling.
“What was that for?” he asks.
I shrug. “Just because.”
“Well, thank you then.”
We sit in silence for a moment before I stand up. “I need to take a shower,” I say. “I want to wash this night off of me.”
He nods. “I should probably get going anyway.”
I look at him and smile softly. “Actually, I was hoping you'd stay.”
Not waiting for his response, I take his hand and lead him toward the bathroom. Once inside, I strip off his black t-shirt and kiss his chest. He smiles and then unbuttons my shirt, letting it fall to the floor. He reaches into the shower and turns on the water and it's not long before the steam is filling the bathroom.
We finish stripping each other down, not saying a word, just enjoying the companionable silence between us. He takes my hand and leads me into the shower, shutting the door behind us. Beneath the cascade of hot water, he pulls me to him and kisses me deeply. Passionately.
The exhaustion that had permeated my bones when we got to my place suddenly fled. And I am filled with nothing but heat, consumed by desire. The fire in the low center of me is burning bright. I want this man. Need him.
I kiss Caleb and slide my hands all over his well muscled body, slick with water. He presses me up against the shower wall, his hard cock pressing against my belly as we kiss. I slide my hand down and wrap it around his thick shaft, stroking it slowly, teasing the head of his cock with my fingertips.
Caleb moans softly as I tighten my grip and stroke him a little faster. He leans down, planting a line of soft kisses down my neck, down my chest, finally taking my breasts in his hands. He teases my nipples with the tip of his tongue and my breath catches in my throat.
We look deeply into one another's eyes – a look that conveys so much emotion. So many thoughts and feelings that we didn't even need to say. We just knew.
Caleb kisses me deeply and picks me up, pressing me against the shower wall. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around the back of his neck. I gasp as he slides his thick cock inside of me, filling me up and stretching me open.
He slowly begins to move his hips, sliding himself in and out of me. I bite down on his shoulder as a wave of sensation ripples through me. Maybe it's the ordeal I went through tonight. Maybe it's that I feared that I was actually going to die. I don't know what it is, but my senses seem – heightened. The pleasure I feel as Caleb moves his cock inside of me is intense. It's powerful.
Caleb has a firm grasp on my ass as he starts moving a little faster, sheathing himself even deeper inside of me. I cry out, my voice echoing around the tiled bathroom. Our tongues swirl and dance as we kiss and I'm overcome by wave after wave of pleasure.
I dig my nails into his shoulders and feel the pressure building up low within me. He feels so good inside of me, making my every nerve ending feel like it's on fire as he moves his cock within me. I arch my back and thrust my hips forward, trying to take him even deeper into me. I tighten myself up around his cock, drawing a gasp from him. He gives me a small smile and thrusts himself a little bit deeper, making me moan and call out his name.
Our bodies are moving in a nice, easy rhythm, our moans mixing together, echoing around the bathroom. It feels like electricity is crawling through me, making me tingle. Making everything that much more intense.
Caleb's body is tensing up and his breathing is becoming a little more ragged. I know that he's not going to last much longer. But then, neither am I. The pressure inside of me is building and building in intensity. As he kisses my neck, licking and nibbling on it, I close my eyes and lean my head back against the tile, reveling in the sensation of having his hands and mouth on me.
He starts to drive himself into me in long, slow strokes and I know he's trying to hold off.
“Don't hold back,” I moan. “Lose control, baby.”
He looks me in the eye as he thrusts himself as deep inside of me as he can go. And that's when the dam burst for me. The sensation that tears through me was more intense than anything I'd ever felt before and I felt like I'd had the wind knocked out of me. I'm struggling to catch my breath as my body quivers and jerks, the warm, wet center of me tightening and spasming. I'm awash in sensations so intense, I never believed it was possible.
A moment later, Caleb groans and I can feel his cock pulsing inside of me as he is filling me with his seed. We shudder together, each of us relishing the feeling of climaxing together.
Once we've caught our breath and the trembling in our bodies fades, Caleb sets me down. Pulling me to him in a loving embrace, we stand beneath the spray of the warm water. With the steam billowing around us, I lean my head against his hard, toned chest, feeling – satisfied. Content. Never wanting this feeling to end.
Epilogue
Abby
“What time do you need to be at the station?” I ask, looking up from where I'm sitting on the couch with my book.
Caleb had walked into the room, dressed and ready for work already. Which seems strange to me since I don't think he's working until later that evening.
“I meet with Lt. Daniels at four,” he says. “But wanted to make sure I looked alright for the job. So – what do you think?”
I can't help but stare at my sexy boyfriend in his sheriff's uniform. I always had a thing for a man in uniform, and Caleb was no exception to the rule. In fact, if anyone was born to wear a uniform, it was him. Especially one that hugs his body the way this one does.
“You look more than alright,” I purr, putting my book away.
I stand up and walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. Standing on my tip-toes, I plant a kiss on his lips, feeling the soft skin against my face.
“Though I miss the beard, I have to say.”
“Do you?” he grins. “I just wanted to make a good impression. Clean up a bit. Not look so rough and scraggly.”
“I know, I know,” I say, “But maybe one day you can grow it back? For me? We live near a forest and lumberjacking is a thing. You'll fit in with a beard like that.”
“Anything for you, Abby,” he says.
In one swift movement, he lifts me up into his arms, causing me to squeal in delight, laughing as he spins me around a bit with ease.
“Anything, huh?” I say, giving him bedroom eyes.
“Anything, baby,” he says, kissing me as he carries me off down to our bedroom.
Yes, our bedroom now. It's only been a few days since we made it official, but the
idea of Caleb living with me still fills me with so much joy. Not only did he move back to Sheridan Falls and take a job at the local Sheriff's department, we were now an item. A serious item at that. A serious item that's now living together.
And I can't possibly be happier.
Caleb lays me down gently on our bed, smiling down at me. I motioned for him to join me on the bed, but instead, he slowly starts undressing for me.
“No, leave it on,” I purr. “Just take off your pants, but leave the shirt and badge on while we make love. It'll be hot.”
“Dirty, dirty girl,” he says, pulling my feet so I'm now sitting at the edge of the bed.
He hesitates for a moment, but doesn't argue. Caleb slowly unbuckles his belt and slides his pants down, letting them pool at his feet before stepping out of them. I smile as I stare at his cock, long and hard and ready for me.
He steps forward, but before he drops to his knees to eat my pussy -- something he does with delight almost every single time we're together – I pull him toward me, taking his cock in my hand.
“Officer, I'm sure you can overlook my speeding ticket, can't you?” I tease, stroking him with my hand as I stare up at him with wide eyes. “I'll make it worth your while.”
I guide his cock into my mouth, sucking just the tip at first. Caleb groans as I tease him, sucking and licking him, tasting the pre-cum and savoring every delicious inch of his cock.
I take him deeper into my mouth, inch by glorious inch, until he's touching the back of my throat. I try hard not to gag, but it isn't easy with a man as large as him. Using my hand, I make up the difference and stroke him while I move my head up and down on his shaft, glancing upward at my sexy man as I suck his cock.
His head is thrown back at first, but then he looks down at me and that look – the look of a man who's in love with you and desires you more than anyone else in the world – is painted upon his face. And it's a look that is amazingly hot. I cup his balls in my free hand, sucking him harder, teasing him until he cries out.
“Fuck, Abby. I need you to stop or else –”
I don't want to stop, though. I want to keep sucking him until his come fills my mouth.
Caleb, however, has other plans. Pulling my hair nice and firmly, he yanks my head back away from him and then pushes me down on the bed. He pulls my pants down and yanks my body to the edge of the mattress, then drops to his knees in front of me. All without saying a word.
His tongue lashes out at my clit, taunting and teasing me, causing me to squirm on the bed. His tongue splits my lips, sliding upward until he's at my clit once more.
“Please, Caleb,” I say, arching my body upward, yearning to feel his mouth on my pussy.
With a devious grin, he goes to town, sucking and licking me, fucking me with his tongue as well as his fingers. Damn. He is so good with his mouth that I scream out in pleasure. Too good. All those years I went without orgasm, and here I was, already on the verge of coming from him using his mouth alone.
I grab his head, pushing his tongue deeper inside of me, as I writhe on the bed. The orgasm hits me hard and fast, taking me by surprise. I scream out his name over and over again, “Caleb, yes, Caleb... Oh God.”
My entire body is spasming, and I feel like I'm in heaven. Never before has a man brought me such pleasure. I'd been so tightly controlled that I never let myself experience the amazing pleasure of sex. And now, Caleb makes making me get off easy look easy. He can make me come over and over again, several times in a row, all while making it seem like it's nothing.
And this time is no exception. Wave after wave of intense pleasure moves through my body as he eats my pussy. I wrap my legs around his head, locking him in place as I grab onto the bedding around me.
“Caleb, please – make love to me,” I beg.
Caleb stops what he's doing, and for a moment, I assume he's going to climb on top of me. But with a mischievous look in his eye, he pulls me to the end of the bed and flips me around so I'm face down.
With his hand in my hair, he pulls my head back and presses his cock against my opening. Wiggling my ass, I try to take him inside of me, but he gives my hair another pull to show me who's in control here. He guides himself into my pussy, pressing between my lips and sliding inside of me. We both groan as our bodies unite, becoming one. I take him inside of me, writhing in pleasure, grabbing onto the bedding for dear life as he fucks me from behind.
Caleb moves inside of me in a way that drives me crazy from the start. His hips grind into me, going deeper and deeper with each thrust, stretching me open and filling me up until I can't possibly take anymore. His hands hold my ass in place, his nails dig into my flesh as he grips me tight.
I thrust back, taking him deeper and deeper inside of me. He's fucking me in a nice, steady rhythm and it feels amazing. I look back at him over my shoulder and give him a devious little grin. I cry out as he buries his cock particularly deep in one long thrust.
I can feel the pressure building up low within me again and I shudder with anticipation of my next orgasm. I can't get enough of them now that I've had one.
His cock is sliding in and out of me, his pace quickening as much as his breathing. I can tell he's getting closer by the sound of his grunts and moans. He grips my hip hard, his fingers digging into my skin as he pounds himself deep inside of me.
I feel my own pulse firing rapidly, my heart thundering like I just ran a marathon. And the pressure is building low within me.
“Yes, Caleb,” I moan.
“You feel so good, Abby,” he says.
His moaning is growing louder and more insistent as he pounds himself into me. I know he's on the brink. Just as I am. I arch my back and press myself backward, tightening up the muscles inside of me so I can grip his cock as he fucks me. The added tightness must agree with him because Caleb moans loud and clear.
I feel my body start to quiver and the pressure – which had been a slow burn – is suddenly a raging inferno. My body is tingling and my heart is stuttering in my chest. I see Caleb throw his head back and moan loudly. I feel his come spurting deep within me, filling me up with his hot seed.
The sensation of his seed shooting deep inside of me pushes me over the edge. I cry out, screaming his name as my own body lets loose. I shudder, tremble and moan as my orgasm tears through me. My breathing is ragged, but the waves of sensation are intense. As we both come together, the pleasure is beyond amazing. It's overwhelming.
Eventually, we catch our breath and stop shaking. We're laying on the bed, our bodies intertwined. I look over at him and smile.
“Good thing you have another uniform, Officer Tirico,” I tease, kissing him on the tip of his nose. “Because this one just got dirty.”
“Mmm, but it was worth it,” he says, pulling me close.
“Yes, yes it was.”
I will never, ever grow tired of climaxing multiple times during a lovemaking session. Only Caleb seems to have the power to do that to me. Thinking back to just a few months ago, I never would have imagined I'd enjoy sex this much.
Especially thinking back to James, where everything was so boring, routine, and by the numbers. James would have never been able to conceive of the midday quickie Caleb and I had just enjoyed. Pity for him.
With Caleb, nothing is ever boring. He likes to take me every which way he can – and everywhere he can. We've done it on the kitchen table, in the living room – hell we've even had a very, very hot time out on our back patio. We've managed to christen the house, breaking in almost every room and every surface in it. And Caleb still always manages to surprise me. He is such a generous and giving lover – always looking to please and satisfy me.
“I love you, Abby,” he says, saying the words I'll never grow tired of hearing him speak.
“I love you too, Caleb.”
And to think – not all that long ago, Caleb swore he wasn't the relationship-type. He said that he'd never settle down with just one woman. But the way he looks at me now – it
makes me feel like I'm the only woman he has eyes for.
Good thing too. Because God knows, I'd never stopped loving him, and I doubt I ever will. Sex with Caleb is amazing. But loving him – and allowing myself to be loved by him – as we plan our life and our future together, makes it even more wonderful and amazing.
Every morning I wake up to see him in bed next to me, I thank my lucky stars we both got a second chance to do something right. Something great.
THE END
Saving Her
R.R. Banks
Chapter One
Calee
“You're doin' really great,” Danny says. “I'm really proud of you, Calee.”
I put the book down on the table and smile, feeling a bit of heat creep into my cheeks. I'm not really used to compliments – and I'm really not used to having people feel proud of me. It's – nice. A really strange and uncomfortable, but ultimately nice feeling.
“Thank you,” I murmur and turn my eyes away.
“Hey,” Danny says and lifts my chin, making me look him in the eyes.
“You've come a long way in a short amount of time,” he says. “You should be proud of yourself too.”
A rueful chuckle escapes me. “You know they say pride goeth before a fall.”
Danny laughs and shakes his head. “Maybe out there on the Ark,” he says gently. “But here in the real world, there's nothin' wrong with taking a little pride in a job well done.”
When I was ten, my parents moved me onto a compound in southern Wyoming called the Ark. Without even giving me a choice, they immersed me into a religious group called Noah's Children. My parents grew tired of life on the compound and left a few years later – but not before they'd married me off to the leader of Noah's Children, Raymond Hester.
Like any cult leader – because speaking plainly, that's what he is – Raymond is intelligent and charismatic. And like most cult leaders, he's completely sociopathic. Though claiming to be a religious sect, Noah's Children is actually more like a group of hardcore Doomsday preppers and the Ark is a heavily armed fortress.