Sutton
I had been so mad at Caleb for his on and off emotions and the way he consistently toyed with my heart. The games he seemed to play, the way he always seemed to put up barriers between the two of us but none of that mattered anymore.
We love each other and him going to his father, which Carter told me, wasn't an easy task for Caleb to do. Carter let me know that Caleb was more disclosed and distant than anyone really knew accept for his family.
His father assured me of any doubts I had about my tumultuous relationship with Caleb. He convincingly educated me that Caleb seldom opens his heart. Not just seldom but only once has let himself love. Me being the new exception, Juliet being the first.
I questioned Carter about Juliet, curiously wanting and needing to know more about her but Carter as a devoted father wouldn't offer me that information. I let it go just happy to be saved from Adam and Estabon, get a second chance with Caleb, a second chance at life, so I pushed my questions aside.
Coming home to Caleb was the only thing I could see and feel with Caleb desperately calling out my name once he heard me enter through the main doors.
"I was so worried I would never see you again. Are you okay? Who did this to your face? I don't care how powerful Estabon is, I'll kill him!" Furiously Caleb says with no care for his own life. So much sincerity comes through his expression and voice. His hands gently caressing my cheeks in an effort to not irritate my fresh wound.
"Caleb," I speak softly placing my fingers over top of his hand. I take a moment to continue my sentence, the feel of caress having a warmth flow throughout my essence, a familiarness that has been long missed. I inhale deeply basking in the sensations taking as much of him as I can in before I finally finish saying what I need to say," Caleb can we not talk about everything I've just been through? You're father is taking care of things. I just want to forget right now."
I've been through hell and back. Discussing what I've just endured will only be a constant reminder of the nightmare I just lived through. A nightmare I'd like to forget at the moment.
"Of course, I'm sorry Sutton. " Caleb understands without question, without pushing the issue.
I can see the anger still pooling in the back of Caleb's eyes. He wants revenge but he also sees my pain and my need to move past what I've just experienced so he plays coy. Pretends that he won't try to find out that it was Adam who did this to my face, pretend like he won't try to go after him.
Because he's willing to leave it alone I decide not to argue. I want Caleb to give me what I need the most right now, I need him. "Can you take us home? I just want be in your arms right now, in your bed, just the two of us."
"There's a private wing at the end of the house we can stay at. Will that be okay? I don't want to wait an entire hour to have you back in my arms."
The drive home is at least an hour and I really don't want to wait that long either so I agree.
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We're finally alone. Caleb undressing, stripping down to his boxers, me already lying back in bed wearing one of his old high school t-shirts and my panties.
When Caleb lifts the blanket and gets underneath with me, I immediately throw an arm over his waist using my free arm to grab onto the side of his face. Sternly I meet his gaze, "Make love to me Caleb."
"More than anything I want to say yes but I don't think it's a good idea until you've had time to heal." Cautious and concerned for my well being he rejects my offer in fear that I'm not physically ready to have sex.
"I'm a lot tougher than you think. I'll be fine," I speak gently batting my lashes with a slight grin.
"But...."
"But nothing," I bring my lips to his, kissing him, letting our tongues mingle, joyously entwine. We both quickly and easily begin to get lost in each other's mouths, my interruption and distraction working. Catching each other's lips within our own, sucking, tasting, hungrily feeding off one another's need to let our bodies mesh as a whole. Caleb breaks, pushing his worries aside as he senses my need to completely be with him while he never breaks our kiss.
All his hesitation is now gone. He removes my clothing along with his, leaving us naked, skin against skin.
He rolls us over, me left lying underneath, his hands taking mine securing them by the sides of my head. My breath is not only hitching but my stomach is sucked in, scarce on air, anxiously awaiting his next move not knowing how to do such a simple task as breathing.
"I love you Sutton. I don't know what I would have done if I lost you." He confesses, his lips pressing against my neck with the words softly and sincerely finding way out.
"I love you Caleb. I'll never leave you again." My confession is made while his lips and tongue slide lower, finding way to my breasts. Taking hold of my nipple with a swirling tongue and a teeth filled lock.
I push up, panting, finding it harder and harder to breath. I'm enjoying the sensations his moist mouth brings along my chest, Caleb making sure he leaves nothing neglected switching back and forth in between each breast.
He hears my moans, my pants, my needingness to have more of him. His lips continue to falter, traveling down my stomach until it meets my fold.
When I feel his tongue flicker upwards until it passes my clit, I shake, my midsection convulsing in the air, my fingers needing to grip something tightly so I grab his hair.
I've forgotten everything bad about Caleb, everything bad that has happened. I'm living in the moment, living for my happiness, something I have learned only Caleb can bring.
His tongue continues gliding up and down, smothering his mouth along with his face between my legs. Now I'm wondering how he can breath as he burrows himself inside my center.
The wondrous sensations being inflicted have me disregarding any concern I might have for Caleb, having me solely focused on my own personal pleasure, my desperate need for gratification.
His hands are tightening in on my thighs, his actions, his annihilation of my pussy taking him over. I'm now screaming, crying, guiding his head with a strong grip to help lead him to my completion.
The both of us increase our actions, our motions fastening, my satisfaction heightening. "Holy fuck!" I scream out when the build up has become too much. When my orgasm has lost its strength to hold back and my entire body is spent.
Caleb ignores my cry of release flipping me over, partially prying his significantly hard mass into my already soaking opening. Almost easily he glides in an inch, me being completely drenched.
He enters my center with care, verbally moaning out loud how the admission brings him comfort while he takes his time.
"I still can't believe how amazing it feels when I'm in you, with you. Sutton you're everything I've denied but needed for so long."
I'm left speechless, enamored by his remark. He senses my gratitude, my love, while he readies himself to unite our bodies completely as one.
Caleb takes his time, savoring in the moment, the sensations that slowly fills me not bringing him to content until he's fully embedded, then it begins. The carnal thrusts start to execute, his hands firmly gripping my hips, my entire body laid out on all fours.
With each thrust he pulls me into him, with each withdrawal I get pushed forward. An unignorable fire burns throughout the both of us as he fucks me, makes love to me with everything he's got, me giving back the same.
I can feel all of him, hear his longing need and relief move back and forth. I hold my own, gripping my hands and knees along the mattress following Caleb's motions. Shoving my weakened body back and forth because the pleasure of being with Caleb outweighs my suffering.
"Oh fuck, I really have missed this," I yell out with my center tightening around him, my body shuttering, seconds before I explode with all of me in preparation for an earthquaking explosion.
"Me too baby, me too." Caleb whimpers in his own struggle to meet his fighting release, the both of us trying to hold back so we can receive the fullest satisfaction.
Something hidden in me takes hold, all of me slamming backwards with Caleb hammering forward in desperation to have him fill me to the deepest of depths.
The both of us move like something in the wild, a primitive mammal that won't stop until it finds and takes what it is looking for.
I feel Caleb's seed burst in intervals, the hot seed of his manhood driving itself up my core. My pussy eats it up, finds comfort, fulfillment within the explosion, finding its own wet release.
I close my eyes, let myself fall asleep in his arms knowing there is nothing left that can destroy what the two of us hold.