by Jude Ouvrard
“I’m not quite there yet.”
His body covered mine, his cock pushing against my thighs; he lifted my tank top and covered my breast with his hands. Every part of me screamed for more. He pushed his cock against me, tempting me while his mouth covered my nipple. My body jerked when his fingers went back to my sex and he tried to please me. “Calm down, vixen.”
“Cal, we have to hurry,” I urged him.
“When I get inside you, sweetness, it won’t be long. I’ve been thinking about fucking you since I saw you in that dress last night.”
He played with my clit, and my insides stiffened to the point of coming and he suddenly stopped. He let go of my nipple and my clit and watched me. “Look at you – cheeks are flushed, your pussy’s calling my name and your whole family is in the house. Aren’t you excited?”
“Yes,” I muttered, desperate for him to touch me again.
“Now, let me show you how much I need you.”
He lifted my legs and placed them over his shoulders before he pushed inside of me delicately.
“I own you, sweetness. Now, let’s hope your bed can cope with this.”
He pulled out slowly, making sure I felt every inch of him before he slammed back into me. He kept my legs in place against his chiseled abs with his hands.
“Please, Cal,” I begged.
He smiled his seductive grin and thrust into me again, hard. I had never been fucked like this in my childhood bedroom and for some reason, it aroused me even further.
“Come on, sweetness. I want to see you come for me.” He murmured almost as if he was thinking out loud.
The tension inside of my core was on the verge of exploding. I tried to hold it a little longer but I couldn't. The rubbing of his cock against my walls set me on fire as I came hard and strong. My whole body drowned in the ecstasy of my orgasm.
Calvin kept pounding into me, his expression serious and the vein on his forehead swollen with effort. He groaned louder than I would have liked, before his body covered mine for the last few thrusts. The warmth emanating from his body filled me while he sucked hard on my nipple. Both of his fists held a handful of my bed sheets.
“Holy shit, sweetness. We're fucking good together.” He kissed my lips with lust. A few beads of sweat had formed on his forehead.
“Now, we have to face the family.” Would they know about what we had done minutes ago? I hoped not, or I would never be able to face them again.
He nodded, offering me a huge smile. “We weren’t even loud.” He pulled out, his dick still hard. I wanted more and gripped his hips, unwilling to let him go.
“Later, maybe,” he said, before getting out of bed. What a tease!
He picked up our clothes from the floor while I went into the bathroom to clean up and washed my face with cold water. I was thankful for the ensuite bathroom; it meant I still had a few minutes before I had to face the family. Calvin entered the bathroom and simply stared at me.
I lifted an eyebrow in question. “What?”
“You realized how turned on I was and I still am, because of you. That’s it for me, you own me completely. I won’t ever be able to forget how hot you were two minutes ago.”
I dried my face with a towel. “It’s the Calvin charm effect.”
“I'm pretty sure it has something to do with this, too.” He grabbed his dick.
I chuckled. “That too.”
We kissed, but I stopped him before we lost control again. With Calvin, control was definitely the key.
Despite my concerns, meeting the rest of my family turned out great. My mom introduced Calvin to everybody and I thought she sounded very fond of him. My uncle asked Calvin details about his football career and I listened to him carefully. He had told me little pieces about his football past but I never asked much. There were so many things I still had to learn about him. I liked him a lot, I craved him but we had so many things we still didn’t know about each other. Apart from the undeniable attraction, so many mysteries had to be solved.
“Being in the NFL is serious. I had no time to waste. I was in the best shape of my life when I was accepted onto the Giants. I had a very specific diet, a workout schedule and I had to maintain my concentration in the game. My first year, the season flew by. There’s not a day in my life where I had been as proud of myself as I was back then. I worked hard to get there, I’m still very thankful that I was part of such a good league,” Calvin was saying.
My cousin stared at Calvin, with his eyes wide. “So you’re like a super star, right?”
Calvin smiled bashfully. “Not really a star, but I’m in the public eye. People know me, they recognize me.”
“Even paparazzi follow you around New York,” Rose added. She had a habit of following numerous bloggers and celebrity webpages.
“Sometimes, but it’s a lot less now than it was before.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “Although, one of them enjoyed taking pictures of the girl who stole my heart. Was that one of the headlines?” He kissed the tip of my nose.
“Yes,” I blushed. “Something like that.”
“Being in the public eye doesn’t always have its advantages. It is a tough life, but I try to keep a low profile and that helps a lot.” He sighed. “My past, my story was told around the world, so some people feel like they know me because of that. I can deal with it, as long as they don’t camp out on my doorstep every morning.”
“I can live without that,” I chuckled.
“My life, these days, is very simple. I work a lot; I invest in things I care about. Like health, children and sports. I’m a simple guy.” He gave his audience his most charming grin. I swore I heard my mom “aww” at him. I rolled my eyes at her and it made my sister laugh aloud.
Calvin shared quite a bit of his life with my family. I could tell he didn’t like to be in the spotlight, but I thought he preferred being honest with them about who he was. He must be used to people asking questions, it had been happening to him for years.
Dinner went really well. I got to spend more time with my sister and it was great to see the rest of my family. During dinner, I asked my sister to visit me soon. I had my own identity, my own life in NYC – but I missed her tremendously.
“You can stay at my place when you visit, Rose,” Calvin suggested. “I don’t think it’s possible to have more than one person in Iris’s dorm room. It’s freaking small. Smaller than her bedroom here.”
Rose accepted the offer right away, even as I objected. “It’s not that bad.”
“Trust me. It is.” Calvin hooked his arm around my shoulder, chuckling.
Did that mean he wasn’t ever going to spend time with me there? “Will you visit me?” I asked, and my voice broke. He knew instantly what I meant.
“Anything for you.” I heard all the promises in his words, the low tone of his voice seductive. These words were only for me to hear. This man had reached me in ways nobody ever had and I thought I did the same to him. The emerald green of his eyes displayed the lust overtaking the bad memories from his life. I wished to always be the one making him happy again.
After another night spent in my childhood home, I helped my parents with the morning chores down at the stables. Calvin attempted to help as well, but he ended up playing football again with my father. Dad was obviously enjoying having another man around the house.
I went out on the track with Polo one last time, before leaving for the airport. I missed riding my horse; it was something I used to enjoy daily. The cool air of the morning against my skin made me miss Calvin’s arms around me, but I had to take this moment for myself.
The last morning here saddened me. As much as I enjoyed my life in the big city, the calm of the ranch was still engraved into my soul. Prior to moving away, it meant everything to me, was all I knew. A few tears were shed, while my heart ached.
“Come on, Polo.” My heels pressing against his flanks signalled him to go faster. No more sadness, no more tears, I had to enjoy this moment and
stop being so emotional. Calvin said we could come back again, I had to trust that he meant what he said.
Polo’s crest caught in the wind. I loved every second of the speed he could reach. Rose had climbed up onto the fence and was watching us. Riding a horse was second nature; I was as comfortable on a horse as if I was walking. Rose liked it, but she’d never been as keen as I was.
Our trip filled me with love from my family. Finally, after months of bitterness toward my hometown, I turned the page and was able to focus on the people I loved. My parents and my sister didn’t have to pay for my ex-boyfriend’s mistake. He couldn’t take away all the good memories of my life in Orlando.
Chapter FOURTEEN
SITTING ON THE AIRPLANE WAITING to fly home, my heart hurt. I missed my sister and my parents already. We’d only been apart for a short time. I tried my hardest not to cry, but apparently, I wasn’t that strong. Tears slid down my cheeks and Calvin pulled me into his arms.
“I didn’t think it would make you so sad to go home to New York... with me.”
“I’m glad to be going home with you, Calvin. Trust me, I wouldn’t want it any other way, but I realize now, how much I’ve missed them.”
He hugged me close. “We’ll come back as soon as we can, babe. I had a good time, too.”
“Thank you, for everything.”
He stayed silent while drying the tears on my cheeks with his thumbs.
As the plane took off, Calvin held my hand tightly. As soon as the seatbelt light went out, he unlocked mine and drew me onto his lap. With my head resting against his chest and my feet resting on my seat, I instantly felt better.
The sadness was replaced with a sense of comfort. I could never thank Calvin enough for bringing me home to my family. They had all loved him and that meant everything to me. I knew in my heart that I was ready to commit entirely to him and returning to live at the dorms seemed unbearable. Should I move in with him? My heart said yes, but my mind said no. It only had been a couple weeks, but as my mom said to me when I left, ‘Calvin is in love with you, honey. You’re still young but I can see it in your eyes. Your body language is betraying you, Iris; you’re madly in love with him, too. I know he’s ready to share his life with you, and you’ll know when you're ready, too.’
I knew I liked Calvin to the point of love, but I wasn’t certain if I was ready to take that next big step yet.
Three days from now, I’d have to go back to Broadway Hall, but I was determined not to think about it.
“What do you want to do tonight?” Lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t really reflected on anything else but spending time with him. He wouldn’t admit it, but I knew he must have had a pile of things to do while we’d been gone. He hadn’t been at the bar in a couple of days, I thought it would only be fair to propose we spend the evening there. “What about the lounge?” I suggested.
He gave me one of the cutest smile I’d ever seen. “I’m glad you thought of it. I would like to go, if you don’t mind.”
I shook my head. “Of course not.”
“I might have to work a little, though. Maybe you could ask your friend to come along, if she’s back from her break.”
“Krystal?”
He nodded.
“Maybe I will, thanks.”
Without saying anything else, I knew he was warning me that our life together was about to change. He’d mentioned before that he usually worked from sunrise to sunset. He had a hectic schedule, which I wasn’t usually part of. He had plans to include me, but I knew it would be nothing compared to the last few days we had spent together. Between working, school and homework, I realized that our time together would be very limited. I tried to convince myself not to think about it, because it would hurt and I was disappointed to think our future didn’t seem as perfect as I had wished. I enjoyed his presence, his smile and affection. The thought of not being with him constantly tore me apart.
Calvin once said he wanted me to be his first priority, but how realistic was that? His life consisted of working constantly, so where would I fit in? Could it be the reason he’d asked me to work with him? So many thoughts revolved around through my head. I might see him at the gym, but there was no guarantee. I had come to know this man, who for the first time of his life admitted he was enjoying a true and honest relationship with a woman – but the workaholic businessman would no doubt make an appearance soon. Whether I liked it or not, we would need to adjust our lives if we wanted this relationship to work.
I took a number of deep breaths. Only the future would tell us if we could make it work. Chill out, Iris, he loves you. I reminded myself.
Calvin fell asleep soon after the plane took off. I studied him as he slept. How lovely his lips were, how perfect his nose was. How I missed the color of his eyes when they were shut. I took a couple of pictures of him with my phone. Photos I could stare at when I found myself alone in my own bed again. I hated the idea of being alone, but I knew it would happen sooner or later.
I went through the other pictures on my phone and laughed at some of the photos my sister had taken. Some were from the Sunset Bar and some were taken randomly at home on the ranch. What struck me the most, apart from how hot Calvin looked, had everything to do with how he looked at me in the pictures. In his eyes, I could see lust, and it seemed he was as madly in love with me as I was with him.
I cuddled closer to him, until the flight attendant woke us up to let us know the plane was about to land.
I’m home. We’re home.
Walking into his apartment, I discovered all the Christmas decorations were gone, all cleared away. It surprising, but it also saddened me. Our loving Christmas nest had disappeared. “What happened?”
“The apartment was a mess when we left, so I asked Ms. Clare to come in while we were away. She helps out around here.”
“Ms. Clare... okay. Will I meet her?”
“Probably.” My muscles tensed at the idea of having another woman in Calvin’s apartment and Calvin seemed to notice. “Don’t worry, she’s old enough to be my mother.” He kissed my forehead to comfort me. “Are you jealous?
Stupid, Iris. I did think about him and her, in that way, but I didn’t want to admit it. “No, of course not. I have a lot on my mind. Sorry.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “Anything you want to talk about?”
I shook my head. “No, I’m fine.”
“When a woman says she’s fine, it’s a lie. It’s bullshit. Tell me what’s going on.”
I sighed, not wanting to talk about how insecure I was about the upcoming days. “It’s nothing, really.”
“Lie,” he said, sounding irritated. He locked the door behind him and brought our suitcase into the laundry room.
Calvin left me alone, standing in the living room. A shiver ran down my spine. Fuck, I had ruined our return home. Tonight was supposed to be a fun night back in our familiar ground and now, I had infuriated him by not wanting to tell him about my fears about not seeing him enough. I had gotten to the point where his cologne was my drug, his kisses a sweet addiction. He was the only oxygen I needed. He made me selfish, I would never stop desiring him and I wanted to keep Calvin all to myself.
“Baby... stop.” I said quietly, but he continued on his way towards the bedroom. I followed him, wanting to explain my behavior.
“If you’re worried about Ms. Clare, there is nothing to worry about. There has never been anything between us, for Christ’s sake. She’s a middle-aged woman who helps me around here, that’s all.”
“It’s not about her, Calvin. What we shared the past few days...” my voice tapered off, as I struggled to work out how to tell him how stupid I was being.
His face changed, his expression pained. “Are you leaving me?” His voice was barely louder than a whisper when he spoke.
“No, Calvin – God, absolutely not. Let me finish explaining.” He sat on the bed his eyes locked on mine. I stood before him and took a deep breath. “What we’ve shared in the past week �
� this has been the best of my life, okay? We’ve spent so much time together, and I got really attached to being with you. I’m falling hard for you, Calvin, but I’m terrified of what’s coming next.”
“Why? Nothing’s going to change,” he protested.
I hated myself for doing this to him; after all he had done for me. He had been so good, and it had been so refreshing to spend so much time with him, but I knew what I was going to tell him might hurt his feelings.
“I’m going back to Broadway Hall. School is about to start and I’ll have to work nights and weekends to make ends meet. I know you work a lot; it’s what you thrive on. You have a lot of responsibilities and you love what you do, but I can’t see when or how we’re going to make time to see one another. I don’t want to lose what we have, Calvin. You mean too much to me, to let you go.”
“Come here, babe.” He waited for me to reach him and took my hands in his. “Never think about losing me. I won’t ever let you go. You bring so much joy into my life. Yeah, my companies are important to me; we’ve talked about this – but I’ll do everything I can to spend time with you. You’re my future and what matters the most to me. You’re not the only one falling hard. I’m serious about this. I want you to move in here with me – it’ll be easier on both of us.”
“I will move in with you, Calvin... just not yet.” I cupped his jaw and rubbed my thumb against his beard. “Give me some time to think. I want to be with you, but I don’t want us to rush. It’s been less than two weeks since we got together.”
He heaved a sigh, sounding desperate. “Only two weeks, but I’ve waited for someone to love me all my life,” he admitted quietly.
He broke my heart. A whimper escaped from my mouth before I even realized I was crying. I crawled onto his lap and put my arms around him. “You have me – always.”
“Stay with me, then,” he begged quietly.