Interlude (42 page)

“Well well, aren't we the shy one?” He
teased, as he climbed up next to her on the bed.

She looked down at his stitches and
whispered, “Do we still need to be careful? I don't want to hurt
you too much.”

Too much?! “No, it's cool, just don't poke me
right there and we'll be okay.” He said, motioning to his knife
wound.

“Oh, that's good.” She said, as she ran a
finger over the stitches. Cal squirmed at her touch. His breath
slowed as he concentrated on her fingers, as they traced over his
skin slowly. “I want to make love to you slowly and quietly. Just
you and me, and this big bed. We can just disappear in here
forever. What do you think?” She purred, her finger began to move
toward his happy trail. She giggled quietly as he moved under her
touch. She loved how he responded to her so dynamically. She
likened him to a sort of tamed jungle animal; as she reached down
to grab his throbbing manhood.

“Babe, it's not nice to tease me like this.”
He said quietly, as she continued to stroke his rod slowly. He
wanted her so bad! He wanted to be inside of her and filling her
void, but he got the sense that she really wanted to make this one
slow and easy. He could feel his heart rate increasing; the blood
flow making his throbbing that much stronger as she slowly began
kissing his chest. She gripped his rod like it was as control
lever, as she moved lower and lower. He felt his legs moving
unbidden, as she finally took him in between her plump lips. Her
tongue moved over the head, as she pushed him around inside her
mouth. He uncontrollably thrust his hips, as she held her hands out
to hold him in place. His hand reached out to caress her glistening
folds, as she sighed quietly against his rock hard manhood. The
silence in the room was only broken by the noises of their pensive,
mutual exploration.

Karen wiggled her toes to deflect some of the
unrelenting pleasure that he was causing her. The feeling of his
cock in her mouth, mixed with the devilishly skillful things he was
doing between her legs with his hand, was causing her to almost
pass out from the sheer rapture of it all. Her soft moans against
his throbbing hard on were making him that much more responsive,
and she was loving every minute of it! She could feel her pelvis
tightening, as Cal rubbed her hard little clit like an expert. She
withdrew her mouth from his rod, unable to concentrate on her
labors due to his teasing, caressing hand.

“Oh God! Don't stop, don't ever stop...,” Her
words devolved into one long moan, as her body clenched up and
prepared for the crashing bliss that was to come. His hand circled
and touched her so lightly, she felt like she was being edged to
heaven by the tip of a feather. As she bit her lip and forced her
breathing, she rode each tumultuous wave of pleasure. Finally, she
reached between her legs and stopped his hand, as her legs trembled
from fatigue. Her eyes fluttered open as he gazed at her with his
piercing, blue eyes.

“Why did you stop me? I could have done that
all day”. He whispered hoarsely.

With her head buried in his lap she said, “I
know, that's the problem. My body can only take so much.” She said
through her contented smile. “I wanna pace myself. I don't want
this to end.”

Cal sat up on his elbows. He could still feel
her wetness on his skin, as he wiped his hand on his chest. “It
doesn't have to. We have all the time in the world. We can just
pleasure one another until our hearts give out.” He said.

His deep voice resonated inside her. His
words couldn't be truer. She thought about how they were both rich
and dangerously in love, and that this was the first time in her
life that she wasn't ashamed of that. He loved her in spite of her
odd lifestyle. She had never really taken her family business as
anything more than carrying on her father's legacy. Since she met
Cal that had all changed. He was a personification of innocence
that she loved to corrupt! All of the changes he willingly and
readily went through just to be with her. It was truly the
strongest, most potent aphrodisiac she had ever experienced as she
climbed on top of him.

“Alright, my little knight.” She said, as she
straddled his waist and placed her hands on his firm pecs. She
smiled lazily as she felt his strong heartbeat in the palms of her
hands.

“Which one of us are you talking to?” He said
with an impish grin as he nodded to his crotch.

Karen looked down, as his manhood brushed
against her inner thigh. She felt the tingling waves of pleasure
returning in full force, as she reached down between her legs and
caressed him slowly. “Whichever one of you will make me scream the
loudest.” She said quietly, as her eyes closed. She felt him gyrate
his hips. She smiled at his efforts to get inside of her. Finally
she let him, as she guided his rock hard shaft into her body with a
shuddering, breathless sigh.

“Oh God! This is what I've been waiting for.
You feel so tight and warm.” Cal's voice was an astonished whisper,
as she pushed him all the way in. Her body was resistant to his
impressive girth, as she curled her lip and focused on his welcome
invasion.

She held her finger to his lips. “Shh. The
next sound I wanna hear from you is my name being shouted out.” She
said with a smile. She pushed against his pelvis. She could feel
his pubic hair brushing against hers. She trailed her hands down
his strong body. Their vacation had made him that much more tanned,
and it only turned her on more. She gasped as his hands came up to
cup her breasts. He leaned up and kissed her bare skin with his
pouty, soft lips. She shrieked, her mouth hanging open as she felt
him bite softly on her nipple.

Cal's couldn't control his exploring hands,
as they traveled down her torso to her hips. He kept them there,
feeling her body move as he tried to maintain his composure. He
didn't want to come. Not yet. Hell not ever! He just wanted to stay
here forever and pleasure this beautiful woman that he loved so
much. His mind clouded as her thrusts continued to drive him closer
to the edge. As he closed his eyes, his last visions were of her
soft, lean body undulating on top of his. Her enhanced tan lines
that formed little triangles over her supple breasts made him
climax in spite of himself. He tried to hold out. His endeavor
failed, as the sight of this siren on top of him was causing him to
lose all control.

Karen gripped the comforter beneath him. She
could feel his climax, as his rod began pulsing inside of her. She
loved how in tune they were now! She could almost make him cum on
demand, and that though made her hornier still. She leaned on her
elbows and buried her face in his neck. The sensation of his erect
nipples touching hers was making her fall over her own cliff of
passionate release. Her feet brushed his, as her lower body fought
to dissipate some of the building pleasure that would be her final
undoing. Quickly, she sat up as her hips continued to thrust on his
shaft.

“I want to hear you say it.” She commanded
breathlessly.

“Say what?” Cal managed to grunt out though
her rodeo-style assault.

“My name. I wanna hear you say it when you
come.” She said. She already knew her fate was sealed, as her body
locked up in uncontrollable waves of pleasure. Her sighs rose in a
crescendo of musical release as she felt him explode inside of
her.

“Oh Karen! Oh God....,” He said, finally
losing all control. Cal watched his vision fade, as his release
purged his body from the very center of his being. He felt like he
was inside her very soul, as her rhythmically pounding hips
hammered them both into a state of exhausted bliss. In some far off
place he felt her sweaty naked body collapse on top if his, as they
both rested in the quiet room. Her occasional trembles and sighs
the only communication needed. He heard his phone buzz on the
nightstand. Ignoring it, he ran his hands through her hair, as it
spilled over onto his chest and shoulders. He loved how it smelled.
It smelled like sex..., and apples!

“Wow. I think you broke me!” She said, as she
nuzzled against his neck. She could still feel his rock hard rod
resting inside of her. “Doesn't that thing ever go soft?” She asked
him.

“It used to. I have a hard time controlling
it around you though.” Cal said with a distant smile.

“Hmm, maybe I could just keep you prisoner up
here and use you at my whim.” She teased him, as she sat back up to
admire his physique against the setting sun. How long had they been
going at it? She thought to herself.

“Babe, you just described my biggest teenage
fantasy ever.” He joked quietly.

“I think you're proof that fantasies really
do come true.” She said to him. Her voice ended up sounding more
sincere than she thought it would, as they both embraced the
resulting silence.

“I love you babe.”

“I love you too.” She responded, tracing her
fingers down his sides. She was trying to be careful of his knife
wound. “I'm sorry our love causes you so much physical damage.” She
said in a disconnected, quiet voice.

“No amount of pain could keep me from you. If
I had to do it all over again, I would do it without question.
Besides, the knife wound was more Aamina's fault than yours.” He
said with a smile.

“Still, I'm glad you tolerate it for me.” She
said, lying back down on his chest. As she listened to his
heartbeat, another text buzzed into his phone.

“Man, I guess I should reply. Somebody is
insistent.” He joked. He reached over to grab the phone, as Karen
shifted her body on him. He looked down at her resting figure with
a lazy smile as he opened the text. “What does my ex want?” He said
to himself, the annoyance in his voice changed to shock as he read
the message. The words from the screen didn't make sense, as he
read them aloud. Karen sat up straight and gave him a frightened,
wide-eyed stare as the words took hold in his mind.

Alice
: Cal. We have 2 talk, IM
pregnant.

END OF BOOK 1