CHAPTER NINETEEN
CALI
The sound of a car door slamming jolted me out of my peaceful, gardening trance. Nature’s beauty had always had a calming effect on me, but once I realized it was Devlin, I couldn’t help but tense up a bit. After all, he did just come from punching Travis’s lights out. How testosterone-fueled was he?
I turned off the water, and Huey, Louie and Dewey all rushed at him, yapping and nipping at his ankles as he tried to walk across the lawn toward me. He flashed me a sweet, humble smile, triggering a familiar warmth to flow through my body. Shit, he was handsome! I wanted to run into his arms, but I thought I should wait and see what he had to say first, to avoid feeling like a stupid fool again.
He approached me slowly and stopped at arm’s length from me. Then he took both of my hands in his own and stared deeply into my eyes, like a groom about to recite his wedding vows:
“Cali, I love you. I’ve always loved you. I don’t know why I was too stupid to say it before. I should have reassured you that day out in the ocean, that my feelings for you were serious; that you were the only woman for me and that you were anything but a fling to me. But my feelings were hurt. And my fucking pride was hurt. All I can say is I’m so sorry. And if you take me back, I promise I’ll be better at sharing my real feelings with you.”
Devlin had totally melted my heart. He had said everything I needed to hear. But before I could respond to his impassioned plea, a loud sharp bark came from the direction of his car, and a straggly little face with a pointy snout popped up over the top of the door.
“Is he yours, Devlin? Isn’t that the little guy that’s been running around loose near the salon? Oh my god! He’s all cleaned up! Hi, little fella!”
We both went over to him and started stroking his head and scratching his floppy ears.
“Yep, that’s him. Your mom did a make-over on him today. I asked her if I could have him and she said okay. Your mom’s pretty cool. I named him Pete. I think he likes you, Cali.”
While we stood by the car petting Pete, a light bulb popped on in my head; the reason behind my mom’s suspicious phone call to me, a half hour earlier suddenly became quite clear: Devlin was at her shop when she called me, and she had helped him in his quest for me, by giving him three things: A pep talk, a dog, and my exact whereabouts. I wasn’t sure in what order…
Now…… I owed Devlin an answer. So, I gave him the one he was hoping for: A long, slow, dreamy kiss that left no doubt in his mind that I wanted him as much as he wanted me. Then, I nibbled his ear and whispered, “Can we go to your place?”
“What about Pete? Think your mother would mind keeping an eye on him for the night?”
“I don’t think she’ll mind one bit…”
CHAPTER TWENTY
DEVLIN
As I headed north on I-5, I realized my bedroom inside my dad’s house was not exactly the love nest I had been picturing. Carl would undoubtedly be home and I’d have to pay him off to get him to leave…
No… I’d rather go somewhere special, for both of us.
I exited the freeway as quickly as I could, made a quick left, and headed back on, via the southbound entrance ramp. Cali was wondering what in the world was going on, as I exited the freeway only a couple of miles later, and headed downtown.
To her extreme surprise, I pulled up in front of the familiar Pacific Vista Tower Hotel, and valet parked the car. At the front desk, I requested suite 4903. Being a week night, it was still available, so we headed up to it in the glass elevator, once again.
Tonight would have one major difference, in that we’d be eating dinner after we had our delicious dessert. And it would most likely end up being room service because I wasn’t planning on ever letting my sweet little crème puff out of the bed.
I was having a hard enough time letting her out of the elevator. I couldn’t keep my hands out of her shirt. She had forgotten to put on a bra before she left the house and I was taking full advantage of that. I had missed her perfect tits, and everything else about her. I kissed her forcefully on her luscious full lips, and grinded my cock into her inner thigh so hard I practically left a dent in it.
When we got to the room, I carried Cali across the threshold, once again. But, this time, I tore every stitch of clothes off of her delicious body by the time her pretty feet hit the floor. I was an unstoppable locomotive as I plowed her straight over to the same huge bed we had shared that wonderful, magical evening. Tonight was going to be even better though, because now she really was my woman, and I really was her man.
I hovered over Cali, waiting to take her, as she ripped open my shirt and started licking my chest with her hot tongue. She had her long, luxurious legs wrapped around me like a spider while her wicked fingers undid the zipper of my jeans. Her beautiful little muff rocked impatiently back and forth between my legs.
She gripped my aching, fully erect cock with her teasing hand, and enticed it out of its lair. It was such sweet release that I groaned on contact. Any kind of slow seduction was out of the question, right now. I whisked off my pants and sunk my tongue into her wet cleft. Fuck she tasted so good! Like no other woman I ever had! She thrust her wild hips back and forth and arched her back as she came all over my lips and tongue. I sucked on her hot clit until she begged for my dick:
“Oh Devlin, I’ve missed you so much! Fuck me now, please!”
With her luscious pussy prepped and wet, I slid my cock into her and fucked her until she cried for mercy. Each time, I’d slow it way down and tease her like I was finished, only to start up at full throttle again. I knew I was torturing her when I felt her fingernails digging into the SEAL tattoo on my back.
That poor tattoo… It was going to have another set of battle scars after tonight.
Cali’s strong athletic legs squeezed me tighter into a vice-grip hold, and that was my signal that she was at the height of her orgasm. I unloaded my lethal weapon into her frenzied pussy, pumping an epic amount of cum into her, until we both collapsed into a sweaty heap, once again.
Cali got up to get a drink of water from the kitchen and returned to the bedroom wearing one of my neckties. It was the one I had worn on our last date at the hotel. It looked incredibly sexy hanging between her awesome breasts.
“Where did you find that? I’ve been looking for that.”
“You’ll never guess. It was draped over the corner of that big modern art painting that’s hanging in the kitchen. It’s hard to believe nobody noticed it there.”
Cali smiled devilishly and strolled over to the bed. She loosened my tie, and removed it from her neck, then, she slipped it over my head and tightened the knot back up.
“That is one mighty fine suit you’re wearing there Mr. Danes. I’m afraid you’re going to have to come with me, sir.”
Cali grabbed the tie and used it to pull me over to her so she could plant a sizzling hot kiss on my mouth. Next, she used it like a dog leash (Woof,Woof!) to walk me over to the bathroom and into the marbled, rain shower enclosure. I loved surprises, and Cali was full of them. My cock was rock-hard with anticipation.
She slid the tie off my neck, threw it over the towel rack and turned on the gentle pulse of the rain shower. She sat me down on the stone bench and squirted some tropical fruit shower gel into her open hand, as the warm water flowed softly over my face and body. And then she gave me the most erotic shower massage of my life. She started with my feet and worked her way up my legs, giving special attention to my bum knee. Fuck, her fingers were out of this world!
As great as the knee rub felt, I couldn’t wait for her to slide her sudsy hands further north, to my awaiting cock. The trickling shower water was turning me on as it ran down the head of my dick. She read my mind and made no other detours. Her slick, soapy palm circling around on my balls felt fucking amazing. I groaned her name as she slid her lathered hand up my shaft. She worked me over
and over, teasing, and tugging at my ultra-sensitive ridge.
Cali a
dded some more scented shower gel to her hands and rubbed it into my abs and onto my pecs and hardened nipples. Then she seductively soaped up her own beautiful body. I loved watching her play with her own tits! She was so fucking erotically sudsy and wet as the water flowed over her dark glistening skin. I pulled her to me and licked the fragrant soap off of her nipples.
She rubbed her hot wet body against mine, and fingered her frothy, wet little pussy, (which was now inches from my face), until she purred my name:
“Devlin…..what would you like me to do, baby? Want me to fuck you now?”
“Oh yeah, Cali! Please fuck me, honey! Oh please fuck my cock!”
I nibbled on her soapy beaver lips just long enough to make her shudder and then she slid her slippery opening over my dick and rode me hard and wet until I came in her. It was the dirtiest shower I ever took.
She laid her head on my chest, and we silently enjoyed the soothing sound of the rain shower cleansing our bodies. We dried each other off with the luxuriously thick bath towels and slipped into our cozy hotel robes. Then we hopped in the bed and snuggled under the sheets until we got hungry.......for food.
It was another truly amazing night. We ordered room service and had a romantic dinner in the room that included more of our favorite French wine. Afterward, we revisited all of our favorite fucking places, in and around the room: The window seat, the overstuffed chair, and my personal favorite, the balcony. We topped off the evening by feeding each other strawberries and champagne in the tub.
All the while, we had to keep in mind that Cali had to go to work in the morning. That really sucked, but we set the alarm for 6AM. I respected the hell out of her work, so I didn’t try to persuade her to play hooky, like I most certainly would have done with any other woman.
We woke up with the alarm but struggled to get up out of the bed. Last night’s fuck fest was outrageously fun but extremely exhausting.
During our room service breakfast of Belgium waffles and fresh fruit, Cali finally asked me the question I’d been waiting for:
“Devlin, what happened to your dick ring? When did you remove it?”
“I was wondering when you were gonna say something about that. Yeah, I took it out a couple days ago. It just didn’t feel like me anymore…… I didn’t hear any complaints from you…………”
Cali stroked my cock with admiration, under my soft, plush robe.
“I can’t imagine EVER complaining about your beautiful instrument, Devlin. It’s spectacular, with or without the jewelry. But you can still put the ring back in, right?”
“Yes Cali, I can put it back in whenever I want. And if you don’t behave yourself, that petting is gonna get you into serious trouble, little girl….”
Cali smiled a big-ass teasing smile at me and said,
“You promise?”
CHAPTER TWENTY
CALI
Last night had been magical, in every way. I was completely elated, despite having to end our hotel stay way too soon. We both needed to make a pit stop at my house, before work; I wanted my own car, and Devlin wanted to pick up Pete and take him to his new beach front home.
Neither one of us was prepared for the surprise awaiting us when we got there. Mr. Dane’s Mercedes was parked behind my mother’s SUV in the driveway. He spent the night with momma?
“What the Fuck?! My old man’s here!”
“I guess there’s really no reason for us to be
surprised, Devlin. They have been dating...”
We found the love birds sitting in the breakfast nook, sipping coffee and having a lively discussion about whether or not Sea World had a right to keep Shamu in a tank. They were laughing and both seemed to be enjoying their verbal breakfast spar. The four pups snoozed under the table at their feet, apparently all played out. It was quite the serene setting.
“Good morning, you two. You guys have a nice time last night? Pete was a perfect angel, no problem getting along with the other dogs at all.”
“Good morning, omma. Devlin and I had a great time. How ‘bout you…..uh, and Mr. Danes?”
Richard Danes jumped in, and apologized for what he considered to be his indiscretion.
“I’m sorry you had to find me here this way, Cali. I didn’t mean to disrespect your home. I’m really not in the habit of doing such things. But your mother has a way about her… I’m glad to see you were able to patch things up between you.”
“No need to apologize, Mr. Danes. You’re right, my mom is a pretty amazing woman.”
I went over to momma and put my arm around her.
Our parents both blushed and exchanged mischievous glances at each other from across the table.
“Well, I’m a very traditional man, and I don’t trifle with a woman’s affections. I make my intentions known. I’ve already given Amari here a sign of my love and commitment. Show them the ring honey.”
Devlin and I both immediately made “What the fuck?!” facial expressions, which couldn’t possibly have gone unnoticed by our folks.
My mom extended her left arm and wiggled her fingers at us, like she was showing off a big sparkler.
“Now, there’s no need to get too freaked out you guys……. It’s just a twist-tie off the bag of onion bagels!”
Richard quickly chimed in with:
“That’s all this stubborn mule will let me give her!”
“Did you actually ask my mom to marry you, Mr. Danes?”
“Yes, I did, Cali. I already know I love her. And I already know she’s the best thing to happen to me since my Sarah...”
“And you said, ‘yes’ to my dad, Amari?”
“In a round-a-bout way. I said if I was still nuts about him a year from now, I would marry him. With the understanding that I’m not changing my last name, of course. I’m nobody’s property.”
“See…… what did I tell you about this ol’ mule?”
“You know Dad, ol’ mule might not be the most loving pet name. Can’t you come up with something a little more flattering?”
“Well she calls me ol’ fart, so fair is fair.”
“But you actually are an old fart, dad!”
My mom and Devlin’s dad embraced and melted into a very romantic kiss. They seemed to genuinely be in love and I had to admit Richard was a pretty dashing and distinguished-looking man. I would have never guessed him to be my mom’s type, though.
As, I was mulling over the idea of the two of them sharing their lives together, a horrible thought came over me: If they married, Devlin would be my stepbrother! Oh my god…
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
DEVLIN
While driving my new best friend, Pete, to his new luxury beach house in La Jolla, my mind played over the incredible events of the past 18 hours of my life: My fight with Travis, my fruitful meeting with Amari, my amazing night with Cali, my Romeo father’s silly marriage proposal, and now my very first dog. It had been quite the whirlwind.
I looked over at Pete, sitting in the passenger seat of my convertible with his shaggy dog hair blowing in the wind, his snaggle-toothed, ear-to-ear smile and his tongue lolled out; he was essentially the canine version of me. We were both happy as clams, and excited as shit over our new lives, which were about to be forever changed in countless, wondrous ways. Life was truly astounding for Pete and me: One day we’re just roaming aimlessly and hopelessly, and the next day we’re on top of the world.
Pete went ape-shit upon entering the house. He ran wildly in circles around the kitchen and dining room, while I was stocking the pantry with all the new dog food, treats, and supplies that I bought from Amari’s shop. I poured some gourmet kibble into his bright blue bowl that matched his bright blue collar, and he gobbled it down with gusto. Pete even ate like I did! Yep. We were a couple of lucky dogs, indeed.
To my surprise, my dad showed up at home only about a half hour after Pete and I did. He stopped by to pick up some important papers that he knew he would need, and completely unlike the “old” him, took a
few minutes to sit and watch Pete’s hilarious shenanigans. My dad seemed so different in so many ways now. Amari Jamison had definitely had a positive impact on him. Those Jamison women……
they were bewitching in more ways than one.
“So dad, what’s with the sudden urge to get married? Your girl isn’t in the “family way” now, is she?”
Dad chuckled and didn’t miss a beat………
“Hey, be careful now son. You better watch what you say about your mo...……..”
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