“You took ages to get home. I’m starving and this smells awesome.” she said unapologetically as she used chopsticks to shovel noodles into her mouth and headed to the living room.
As we both worked long hours, our relaxation in the evenings usually involved eating things that were terrible for our bodies, while curled up under blankets on the sofa, watching trashy television.
“Thanks for dinner, but this really wasn’t necessary. I don’t know if dinner fits into the parameters of our fuck buddy agreement.” I said turning to Caleb.
He shrugged it off “It’s no problem. We’re friends too, right? Friends buy each other dinner.”
“Hmm. I would argue, but I’m too hungry and tired. I’m going to run up and have a quick shower… and no. I do not need any help this time, thank you.” I added when I saw the eager look on his face.
“You’re a cruel woman, Liya.” he said walking over to the fridge and pulled out a beer.
I laughed “It doesn’t take you long to make yourself at home.” I tiptoed and pressed a kiss to his lips.
“I can always tell when I’m wanted.” he said cockily leading me to the stairs.
“Go shower, before I decide to have you for dinner instead.”
I’m not entirely opposed to that idea…
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“Wait. Did the asshole uncle lion seriously just kill his brother? He’s really actually dead, not just faking?” Caleb said in disbelief, his beer bottle frozen halfway to his lips, a horrified expression on his face. “I thought this was a kid’s movie?”
“It’s teaching kids the harsh realities of life, Caleb. Sometimes an evil, scarred up, power hungry relative will come along and fuck up your entire life.” I told him plainly.
His mouth still agape he looked at Niki who was in a single seater sofa hugging her pillow, crying into a tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream, as Mufasa lay dying on the screen.
“What kind of sick person created this cartoon?” he asked bewildered. I shovelled more popcorn into my mouth, shrugging my shoulders.
Niki sobbed quietly. “Niki, seriously get it together. You’ve seen this like fifty times. You know he dies, it’s not a surprise at this point.” Niki flipped me off as she stuck another massive spoon of ice-cream into her mouth. I leaned into Caleb and tucked my feet under me. “I still can’t believe you’ve never seen The Lion King.”
“I was eight when it came out, babe. I didn’t have the same childhood experiences as most other eight year olds. Fuck off, Scar! You know he’s not responsible. Don’t run away kid! Don’t do it! You’re a motherfucking bastard Scar.” Caleb yelled at the television.
I bit back a smile as Niki got up from her chair and came to sit on the other side of Caleb, rubbed his shoulder comfortingly and offered him her tub of ice-cream.
He put down his beer and accepted the ice-cream and a spoon.
As he kept yelling at the movie, she started consoling him with promises that things get better for Simba.
I had to get up and go to the kitchen, saying we needed more popcorn and fell into a fit of silent giggles as I put another bag of popcorn in the microwave.
I can’t wait until Niki makes him watch Bambi…
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I opened my eyes reluctantly as the sun shone through the curtains and hit my face, with its annoying, sleep interrupting rays.
When I rolled over in bed and reached for Caleb, I found his side empty. I pouted, having hoped for another morning quickie wakeup session.
After the movie we had both been so tired from work, that we had pretty much fallen asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillows on my bed.
We had essentially just a sleepover party and I was pretty sure that my libido was protesting vehemently that there had been a sexy, half-naked man in my bed and we had failed to take advantage of that fact.
My rooster clock read 8 am. Why is my life filled with individuals who are morning people?
I sighed and stretched in my bed. I was about to get out of bed and go searching for Caleb, when the door opened and the shirtless, hunk of man walked in, made all the more beautiful by the plate stacked high with pancakes he was carrying.
“I promised you pancakes, my lady and I always deliver on my promises.” he said as placed the food on the small desk I had in my room and handed me a cup of steaming coffee. “Cream with two sugars, right?”
Is there anything sexier than a man who knows exactly how to fix your coffee? I think not.
“Yep. Thanks.” I said taking a sip of the perfectly sweet and creamy liquid.
“What the hell is up with that cat by the way? It just stared at me the whole time I was making the pancakes.” Caleb asked sitting carefully at the edge of my bed, cradling his own coffee mug.
“Yeah. That’s Shadow. I’m pretty sure he’s been possessed by some sort of cannibalistic spirit. The only person it tolerates is Niki. I woke up the other day to find him nibbling my toes.”
Caleb nodded in agreement “I don’t think it’s normal the way he was just staring at me. It was like he was trying to see into my soul.”
See, I knew he was a smart guy.
“That’s what I keep telling Niki, but she doesn’t believe me! She keeps calling me delusional. When she comes home one day and find me with my face half eaten off and the cat licking his lips, she’s going to feel so bad.”
Caleb nodded in agreement again.
“Make sure you keep that cat’s food bowl piled high, babe.” he said sagely.
“Hmm.” I took another sip of coffee and looked longingly at the pancakes just out of my reach “I have to say, you bringing me breakfast in bed is something I could get used to, buddy.”
Caleb rolled his eyes, took my coffee from me and placed it on the desk next to the pancakes.
“Hey…” I began to protest at the nectar of life being taken away from me, but got distracted when Caleb blanketed my body with his.
“I’ve set myself a challenge, baby.” he said as he peppered kisses along my neck.
“And… what is that challenge?” I asked, running my hands up his biceps.
I have a feeling I’m gonna like this challenge a lot.
“To see how many times I can make you come on my cock before the pancakes and coffee get cold.” he said as his hands moved under the nightie I was wearing to pull down my panties.
I was right. I was very, very right.
“I would like to take this opportunity to wish you the best of luck with your challenge, I have every faith in your success.” I said breathlessly when his hands pushed my nightie up over my breasts and began massaging and playing with my nipples.
“Thanks, Angel. Now stop distracting me. I’ve got work to do.” he said with a wicked grin as he pressed soft kisses along my belly and down to my pussy.
When he sucked my clit into his mouth, my hips bucked up to meet his tongue. I whimpered as his tongue left my aching clit and he licked into my dripping slit. “Caleb. Please. I want your cock.”
“Not yet, Liya.” he said as he stretched out my pussy with two fingers, searching for my g-spot. He started thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy as he suckled my clit into his mouth again. I was just about to come when he pulled his fingers out and lifted his mouth off the lips of my pussy.
I groaned in frustration “Cal. It’s been days… I’m more than ready. Please.”
“Mmmm” Caleb said as he kissed his way up my body “You know what your begging does to me.”
He plunged his entire length into me to the hilt and I started to come from the first thrust. “Fuck yes, Liya. That was number one.” He started to drive into me harder and I was so wound up, it triggered a second orgasm.
Before I could catch my breath, Caleb had pulled out and flipped me over onto my stomach and lifted my hips to fuck me from behind. “I love the view I get fucking you this way, babe.” He said and brought his hand down sharply on one plump cheek and then th
e other.
He stopped thrusting. I felt the muscles of my pussy clench his dick when he spanked me. He gave a dirty chuckle “I knew you were dirty, Liya. You like a little spanking, don’t you?”
“Shut up and get to work Jameson, you’ve set yourself a challenge, remember?” I said tilting my hips to allow him deeper access. “Greedy girl.”
He moaned when I reached under where we were joined to play with his heavy balls.
“Stop Liya, that feels too good. I want to feel you squeeze the fuck outta my cock one more time.” He said as he moved my hand and started to hammer into me harder than before. I clawed at the bedsheets in desperation; Caleb’s hand came round the curve of my hip to pinch my clit and that was all it took for me to throw my head back and moan my release. I felt Caleb follow me over the edge as I felt the weight of his body collapse over my back, trapping me between his warm body and the mattress.
He panted in my ear “I don’t think three is a bad number for first thing in the morning.” he said as he pulled out carefully.
“Three is an awesome number, baby. But I suspect the food is cold.” I giggled still face down in the bed.
“Oh fuck, you’re right. Challenge failed.” he said hanging his head playfully in disappointment.
“Hey, that’s what microwaves are for.” I told him as I stood up and could feel our combined releases drip down my inner thigh. “Oh. Messy. I definitely need to shower first.”
I had a déjà vu moment when he pounced over the bed and picked me up again. “Excellent idea, I think I’ll join you. Let’s get all clean and then get all dirty again. And then pancakes.”
“If only there was a way to eat pancakes in the shower…” I sighed wishfully in his arms.
“I believe there is a way. It’s called a bath.”
“Mmmm. Eating pancakes in a bath tub?” I murmured against his lips. “Mr. Jameson, I do like the way you think.”
Chapter 21
Caleb
September and October went by, with the same routine happening, whenever our busy work schedules would allow.
We met at Maliya’s house, we fucked each other’s brains out, we cuddled, and we spent time together. We basically had a relationship, but without the official title of actually being in a relationship. The more I got to know her, the harder I was falling.
She was in my thoughts constantly; it was driving me insane that she wouldn’t go out in public with me as that would seem like “too much of a date like activity.”
It was mid-November when I decided that the little agreement we had verbally agreed upon wasn’t working for me anymore. It was time to push her into the next phase of my plan. I had been lucky enough to get Thanksgiving Day off from work this year, after having had to work on the holiday for the past couple of years.
Aunt Debbie was ecstatic to have us all under the same roof for Thanksgiving dinner and had decided to go all out. She had asked that Liya and Niki join us for Thanksgiving and if my plan went the way I hoped, Liya would be attending the dinner as my girlfriend.
I had gotten to know Niki well over the course of the couple of months too. She was as sweet as the delectable treats she baked and left around the house, that had caused me to increase the amount of time I needed to spend at the gym in the fire station.
She had also become my ally in the quest to make her sister a more permanent feature in my life, which I was grateful for. The sisters were as close as I was to my siblings, so I figured Niki’s approval would go a long way in supporting my cause. I pulled out my phone and brought up Niki’s number:
Me: Putting plan ‘Persuade Liya to not be so stubborn and agree to be my girlfriend’ into motion tomorrow morning. Just thought I should warn you, in case you hear her threatening to kill me. Do not be alarmed.
Niki: Good luck. Will be leaving early for work, so feel free to be as loud as you want. :-P
Me: Thanks Niki. Aunt Deb wants you and Liya to join us for Thanksgiving.
Niki: Sure! Tell her I’ll bring dessert
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Me: Will do. You want me to pick up dinner tonight?
Niki: Nope, I made lasagne. FYI, your childhood movies catch up sessions continues tonight with The Fox and The Hound.
Me: I don’t think I should trust your movie selections anymore. Bambi just about destroyed me.
Niki: I’m sure you’ll be fine.
Me: That’s what you said the last time, liar…
Niki: I think it’s great when a man is secure enough to show emotion in front of a woman.
Me: Hey! I already told you, I wasn’t crying! It was allergies because of all the cat hair.
Niki: Now who’s the liar? I have to work, go away and work on your plan to seduce my sister. Also, your plan needs a better name.
I chuckled at her last message and put away my phone as I walked out of the house with a duffel bag slung over my shoulder with a change of clothes. I got into my car and drive to the hospital to pick up Liya as Niki had driven the car to the bakery this morning.
Me: I’m on my way now, babe. Be there in 20.
Maliya: Just got of my shift and am changing now, see you soon handsome. X
I smiled like a sap at the kiss in her text and started the engine. When I reached the hospital I pulled up to the back entrance where the staff parked and waited for Liya to come down.
I got out of the car when I saw her come out with Patrick O’Neil.
I walked over to them and asked Patrick jokingly “You trying to steal my girl O’Neil?”
“Not unless she’s grown a penis in the past couple of days.” he said with an arm slung around her shoulder.
“Nope, I’ve been trying really hard, but I’m still penis free sadly. But if you ever decide to bat for the other team, I’m first in line.” she said wrapping her arms around his waist.
“If you two could stop feeling each other up in front on me, that would be great.” I said pulling Liya out of Patrick’s grasp and into mine.
“Mmm… jealous alpha males. Gotta love ‘em. I want one too!” Patrick said with a huff.
“You can have this one, he’s getting on my nerves.” Liya said and squirmed in my arms playfully trying to get out of my hold, as I tightened my arms around her.
I was about to tell her that I didn’t seem to be getting on her nerves when she was writhing underneath me in pleasure last night, when a man walked up behind us, headed towards the entrance.
I turned to look at him but he ignored both me and Patrick as his smarmy gaze went straight to Liya.
“You done for the night Miss Abbott?”
“It would appear so, Dr Dawson, seeing as I’m leaving the building and headed home.” Liya said abrasively.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end at how he was still looking at her.
Has this asshole been giving her problems?
Subduing the anger bubbling inside me, I cleared my throat and stuck a hand out to the slime ball, keeping one arm wound tightly around Liya.
“Caleb Jameson.”
The slime ball could no longer ignore my presence and shook my hand in a pathetically weak handshake.
“Dr Timothy Dawson. You two seeing each other?” the slime ball asked, his eyes roving over Liya’s body in a way that made me want to break his nose.
“Yes, she’s very much taken.” I said before Liya could respond. She rolled her eyes but didn’t correct me.
“I wasn’t aware.” he said looking displeased, his eyes running over the length of her body again, stopping at her breasts. My hand formed into a fist at my side.
Resist the urge. Do not punch this asswipe in the face, no matter how much he deserves it. It will only piss Liya off and you need her in a good mood for your plan to succeed.
“Well, now you are aware. We have plans, we gotta get going. Come on, babe” I said pulling Liya along with me. I nodded at Patrick and ignored Dawson as I lead Liya back to my car.
Yeah, you definitely need to get this rela
tionship shit sorted ASAP.
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Maliya
Caleb’s jaw was tight as we got into his car; I was surprised when he didn’t immediately begin interrogating me about Dr Dawson’s sleazy behaviour.
There was an intolerable heavy silence that I hated as he started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.
“Caleb… it’s honestly nothing. He’s a bit of creep but I’m handling it.”
“What exactly do you have to handle, Liya? You remember the conversation we had about me not sharing, right?” Caleb said through clenched teeth.
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