Finishing up, I turn the shower off and step out, wrapping a towel around me, I head into my bedroom to find something sexy to wear. I want his tongue dropping to his knees when he sees me and I think I know exactly which outfit I’m going to wear.
Throwing the closet doors open, I root around and bring out the bit of material that can’t really be called a dress. I grin – this will do.
Dropping the towel, I stand in front of the mirror in my room and look at my naked self. From the tips of my pink toes, up my long tanned legs to my naked pussy, which kinda looks red – hope that goes away soon – up past my narrow waist to my large breasts, which used to get more attention than I would have liked, but now I’m glad I have large breasts because Reece loves playing with them. I mean I certainly don’t have any complaints.
“Callie, you nearly ready?”
Hearing Donovan call out to me, finds me running to my bed and struggling to get the dress down once I have my arms and head in the thing, but I can’t get it down because I’m…I’m fucking stuck.
“Callie?” Donovan knocks on my bedroom door.
“Nearly ready,” I try to shout back, but I’m not sure if he heard me.
Then I hear the door open…and then nothing. I freeze in my fight with the dress. “Donovan?” I whisper.
“Yeah.” He coughs. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“This is so friggin’ embarrassing, but I’m stuck. Can you help yank my dress down?”
I could die right now. I’m naked from the neck down and with Donovan taking his sweet time; I wouldn’t be surprised if my whole body has a blush covering it.
“Um, right. Try and stand still.”
I can feel him approaching me. He’s either having a good look or he’s nervous to touch me.
“You’re fucking gorgeous… Shit… Forget I said that. Reece will kill me if he ever finds out about this.”
I’m starting to get impatient now, standing here naked while he gets his fill.
“Reece isn’t here and it’s not as though you haven’t already seen me naked. For heaven’s sake, you’ve even been inside me, so can you just get me sorted… Please.” I add as an afterthought.
“Yeah,” he croaks.
As he stands directly in front of me he takes hold of the material wrapped around my neck and starts to tug it down over my breasts and my torso when my head finally pops out of the top. I take a breath and look at Donovan who is sweating as he continues to pull my dress down with a huge bulge in his jeans.
Pausing when he glances at my pussy, he finally meets my eyes and gulps. “What. Why.” He clears his throat. “What have you been doing down there?” He points at my pussy, which causes my face to heat. I step back and quickly cover myself before slipping my feet into black heels.
“Callie. You didn’t answer.” He’s standing with his hands on his hips, not bothering to try and cover his reaction to naked me.
“And I’m not going to. There is nothing wrong down there, so can we please move on and can you try and forget what just happened? Please?”
I’m not sure what’s going on, but there is something going on down there. My pussy is starting to sting a bit, but I’ll be damned if I’m admitting that to the horny guy in front of me.
“Are you sure you really want to wear that dress?”
“After all that trouble, yes I do, plus you told me to wear the sexiest dress I have. Besides do you really want to help me out of it?” I glare back at him.
“Hell no. I can’t cope with another show.” Donovan turns and walks back out my bedroom. “C’mon, let’s get this over with, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. Shit, Reece is going to flip his lid when he sees you in that thing.”
I follow him out of my room. “There’s nothing wrong with ‘this thing.’”
“Hell Callie. You’re showing your breasts through that hole in the middle and with all the holes in the side everyone will know you don’t have panties on. Reece is going to be fighting with everyone all night to keep you safe.” He rubs his neck. “You know, perhaps this isn’t such a good idea.”
“I’ve never worn this dress before because I’ve never had the nerve, but tonight I want Reece to know what he’s going to lose if he ever fucks with me again. Well, that is if we end up being good.”
“Oh, you’ll end up being good, that’s a given.”
He grabs his keys from the side table and indicates with his arm for me to go first, which I do, hoping the sting going on down below soon calms down. I’ve no idea what I’ve done because I’ve shaved there before without having any problem. I wonder if I’m sensitive to the new shower gel Thalia bought on sale. That’s all I need.
Chapter 20
Reece
“Will you stop pacing? You’re making me dizzy. Donovan said he’d get her here,” Dal tells me from the bar stool she’s perched on. She’s watching me pace as she nurses a longneck, a bored gaze in her eyes.
Stopping in front of her, I meet her gaze. “You’ll be nice to her right?”
God, I hope she behaves tonight. The last thing I need right now is for Dal to get all up in my business, which she has a habit of doing when she’s around. Drives me up the fucking wall.
Thanks to Donovan’s big mouth, and my own stupidity I’ve avoided her this past week. It wasn’t easy, but I figured she needed time to calm down and hopefully come to realize it was her I wanted to be with and no one else.
She rolls her eyes. “I’m not telling you again because I’m sick of answering.”
“Dal?” I growl in frustration as I grab my drink from the bar.
“Reece?” She glares, pausing mid drink. “Um. I thought you said she’s kinda shy.”
“It depends. She can be, but once or twice she’s really let go.”
“Yeah, well. I think she’s really letting go tonight.”
“Huh?”
Dal points behind me, and my eyes nearly pop out of my head. “What the fuck?”
As I start to walk towards the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, Dal chuckles. “Well, I think you’ll be getting lucky tonight.”
I’m lucky just having her in the same room as me, but the dress she’s wearing is…is…hot. And with Donovan standing beside her, smirking, I guess he knows what she’s doing to me.
There’s no other for me. Walking across the bar to her, all I see is Callie. I even shut out Donovan, which isn’t that hard to do with the way Callie is dressed.
“Callie,” I say, sounding like I’ve just been told there’s water in the middle of the oasis. Yeah, I’m an idiot. “Please tell me you’re wearing panties?” I blurt out. Way to go! “I mean…I mean. Fuck. Um. Are you, okay?”
Her eyes light up with amusement. “No and yes.” She grins.
No and yes. What the hell…
I stand back slightly, and move my eyes slowly up her long legs, hips and torso until I reach her breasts. Her nipples are hard bullets giving away the fact she’s aroused, which is good news for me.
All I really want to do is throw her over my shoulder and carry her off to the back room, but that is so not going to happen. One reason, because I want her to meet Dal, and the other reason, the most important, because I don’t want her to think I want to be with her just for the sex. Yeah, the sex between us is good. In fact, it’s better than good. The best I’ve ever had. But she’s the first girl I’ve ever wanted more than a quick fuck with, and although I tried to show her that last weekend, it kinda backfired because I can’t keep my hands to myself.
“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Dal asks, sliding her arm through mine. I clench my teeth as the light goes out of Callie’s eyes when she witnesses Dal’s possessiveness over me. This isn’t good.
“Dal, this is Callie. Callie, this is Dal.” I remove Dal’s arm from around mine and reach out to take hold of Callie’s hand, and sigh in relief when she doesn’t refuse me.
“We’re not on stage tonight,” I laugh. “Of course you knew that, right?” A
nd I’m an idiot.
“Yeah. I knew that.” She offers me a small smile.
“Can we go somewhere and talk? Please? Just you and me,” I beg.
She gazes into my eyes as though she’s trying to see inside me before she answers, “Yeah. Okay.”
Remembering Dal, I turn to look at her and I’m met with her pissed expression. Fuck! This is all I need. “Dal, I need to talk to Callie. I’ll catch up with you later.” I nod to Donovan who doesn’t give her time to think before dragging her toward the bar.
“You with me, babe?”
She grips my hand, taking a step closer; her nipples graze my chest giving me an instant erection. I release her hand and slide mine down her sides and come to a stop on her hips. Hips that have no material covering them.
“Callie. I don’t want to sort out whatever’s going on between us with sex. We need to talk…first.” I grin. “I’m not sure how I’m going to keep my hands to myself as long as you’re wearing that dress though because it gives me all kinds of wicked thoughts.”
“Hmm. Perhaps, I want you to have all those wicked thoughts.” She clears her throat. “Where do you want to go?”
“Let’s go round back. I only have my bike here and you’re dressed too sexy to sit on the back of it.”
She nods. Taking her hand again, I pull her with me to the back of the club for privacy, which we sure as hell wouldn’t get if we stayed out front. Not only is Dal glaring at us, but all the guys in the place are staring at Callie in the barely there dress.
I push the office door open, but someone is already using it and I don’t mean as an office is supposed to be used. We carry on out back, which isn’t ideal, but will have to do because I’m not prepared for another day to go by without talking to her. Being close to her.
“Over here.” The spot I’ve brought her to is slightly dark with a yellow glow from the light above the back door to the club. The only thing is, now I have her to myself I’m not sure what to say to her. What to say to make this right between us. I know what I want to do to her, but that will have to wait…at least until I’ve said my peace.
“Look, Dal has problems, okay. They are her story to tell, not mine. She’s a friend and has been for a long time, so you have to respect that. I haven’t lied to you about my relationship with her, and I only lied about the sleeping arrangements because I knew how it would look. She has nightmares and feels safer with me there. When it starts getting bad again that’s when she arranges a visit.”
I peer into her eyes, but they’re hidden by the darkness. “Back home everyone thinks she’s a booty call for me so we let them to save being asked questions. You’ve no idea how much I want to tell you what I’m talking about, but I promised her I wouldn’t tell anyone, and I can’t break that promise… You understand that, right?” I gently move the hair from her forehead as I move in closer. I’ve said my peace and now I need more of a connection between us. That she doesn’t move away is one of the best signs I’ve ever had.
“I’m going to trust you. I should have done before, but you told me one story and then Donovan blurted out another. I didn’t know what to believe. I was jealous, and if I’m honest, I still am, but that’s my problem, not yours.”
“No baby.” I lean in and give her a soft kiss to her lips. “It’s my problem as well. I needed to reassure you and instead I was a dick for not being completely honest.”
She sighs and runs her hands up and down my chest in a caress. “Does this mean we’re back together?”
“If you still want me.”
She doesn’t say anything, but she throws herself into my arms and seals her lips over mine. Our teeth clash as our tongues search for the other and tangle. She tastes damn good; her taste being something I’ve missed this past week. Her taste is intoxicating and I can’t get enough.
With her tongue down my throat, her hard as fuck nipples pressing tightly against my chest and my hand up her dress squeezing her butt, my dick feels ready to explode and probably won’t take much.
Pulling her mouth away, she says, “God, I’m itchy.”
I freeze. “What?”
She groans and buries her face in my neck. “Sensitive,” she finally mumbles, at least that’s what it sounded like. “I, um, shaved down there with some new shower stuff and I think I’m kinda allergic to it. At least, well, there.”
Chuckling, I give another squeeze to her butt before stepping back slightly. “Do you want me to check it out?” I grin and she smacks my shoulder. “Sorry, babe, but I’m dying to get under that dress and if I can help sooth it, all the better.”
“Eww. There is no way you are going anywhere near there. It might be red and blotchy. I don’t want you seeing it like that, it might put you off. Oh God, no. I can’t let you do that… But, shit, I need to scratch it. Turn around.”
Is she for real? She’s my girl, and it’s only right I care for her, even if she does have a red, blotchy pussy. “Nope. I can’t do that.”
Before she can protest, I pick her up in my arms and carry her to the back of Donovan’s truck, where I place her gently in the back after using the spare key I have. While Donovan is a great guy, he can be a bit scatterbrained and often locks himself out…hence the reason why I have the spare.
“Open wide,” I say, grinning. “Callie, c’mon. I’m not going to hurt you and I’ll try not to laugh.”
Prying her legs open, I bring her closer to my mouth and bend her legs, which shoves her dress towards her hips. Before I look at her though, I meet her eyes and watch as she bites her bottom lip.
“Reece, if you’re going to do it, please hurry. It’s driving me crazy.”
Who am I to keep my girl waiting? So without further ado, I let my eyes and hand drift toward her pussy. The top part looks okay, but between her legs, ouch – bright pink.
“Reece,” she growls, so impatiently.
I slide my finger between her pussy lips and nearly come on the spot when she moans and arches her back. As I slip my finger inside her wet cunt, her legs start to quiver while I try to rearrange my dick, which really wants where my finger is.
Opening her legs wider, I dip down with my head and start licking her lips, tasting her honey. She whimpers so I stop, not sure whether I’m hurting her or easing the discomfort.
“Don’t stop. It hurts good.” There’s my answer.
Placing my mouth back to her, I tickle between her legs with my tongue and then receive a loud groan from her when I put two fingers inside her.
She slips her foot between us and wiggles her toes against my erection and starts to pant.
“In me.”
“Callie… Christ, I wanted to make you feel good.”
“You are… You will. Don’t make me beg.”
She scrambles to sit up, so I follow her inside the back and sit beside her. Reaching out, she unzips my jeans; my erection springs free into her waiting hands. I jerk and leak like crazy when she strokes down, dipping her hand into my jeans to massage my balls. Christ, Donovan is going to kill me for this.
I arch up and shove my jeans further down my thighs to give her more access to my aching body parts, but no sooner are they down then she’s climbing on top of me and straddling my thighs. Her dress is shoved around her waist, leaving her bare to my eyes.
Callie finds it hot watching me touch myself, so with that in mind, I wrap my hand around my shaft and do a few short pumps, causing my breath to catch because, yeah, I find it hot having her watching me.
She knocks my hand away, takes hold, dips her head and swipes her tongue around and around the piercing on the mushroom head, driving me totally and utterly insane.
“Enough.” I grab her hips and move her over me. Watching her guide me to the place that I want to be the most – in her dripping cunt brings a moan to my lips that she swallows with her lips.
She doesn’t go slow, dropping straight down on me so I touch base inside her. Nothing has ever felt so good or right as it does when I’m insi
de her with her muscles clenching around me, sucking me in deeper.
“Reece…let me move,” she ask while revealing her beautiful breasts and cherry red nipples to my eyes before trying to take the dress over her head, where it seems to get stuck.
Unable to help myself, I lean forward to lap and nibble on her breasts as I gradually start moving her back and forth on my dick. She feels so good. Watching her sitting on me with her back arched and her breasts sticking out in my face with her arms over her head, practically touching the roof of the car is so damn sexy. She’s like a wet dream come to life, which isn’t helping with my control any.
Removing my mouth, I reach up and finally yank the dress from her so she’s free to touch me. I want and need her hands on me. And then they are – touching me – pulling the nipple rings – scraping her nails over my pistols as she grinds against me.
“Reece,” she moans, “so close…help me.”
She throws her head back so I suck one nipple into my mouth and start twisting and pulling her other as she begins to shake apart in my arms. Letting her head drop forward, she bites my shoulder as she continues to shudder against me. That must have been some fucking orgasm to soak my groin as well.
The fire in my balls has my legs shaking with suppressed need, which I’m not sure I’m going to be able to hold back from…and then the mini tremors inside her set my orgasm rushing through me. I quickly lift her off me and watch her jack me off all over her breasts and stomach. So fucking hot! Especially when she rubs her finger through the cum dripping from the tip and piercing, causing another burst to drip out.
“Enough,” I groan, removing her hand before crushing her against me and tasting her some more. I can’t get enough of this girl. My girl.
“Um, I’m not too sure how we’re supposed to get cleaned up… You have remembered I’m on the pill, right? It would have been less messy.”
Crushing her against me was a bad idea – now we’re both covered in cum, although I have to agree it looks good on her. I smirk, which she catches.
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