Tangled Hearts (Passion in Paradise)

by Sarah O'Rourke

  “You. You sound so put out with me. I’m not the one that played hide the hot dog with a married woman,” she said as she fought a laugh.

  “First of all, it was an accident that happened twenty years ago, and the emphasis in that statement belongs on the word, ‘accident’. Second, I resent the comparison you just made about my dick. If my cock resembles anything it’s one of those thick Italian sausages, damn it.”

  Melody bit her lip to keep from giggling. “My apologies. I’m sure you’re a magnificently hung beast, Callum.”

  “You don’t believe me?” he asked with a fierce scowl. “I can show you, woman. I’m not afraid to put my dick where your doubt is. I’m happy to put all your concerns to rest,” he warned, leaning more heavily against her as she let a giggle escape, and damn, he loved the sound of it. “Although, I gotta say that if I pull my dick out with you here, it isn’t gonna wanna be confined when you’re done looking at him.”

  “Oh, he isn’t, huh?” Melody challenged.

  “Absolutely not. He’s been waiting to get some face time with you. If I know my dick at all – and believe me, in the past few years, nobody knows him better than me -- he’ll wanna stay with you, take his time, and get a hell of a lot better acquainted with you.”

  Melody rocked her pelvis against his groin and arched one eyebrow. “Why, Cal? Does having me try to rip Little Cal from your body actually turn you on?” she asked wryly. “Kinky.”

  “Princess, there’s not much you do that doesn’t flip my fuckin’ switch,” he admitted ruefully. “So,” he cautioned, grinding his iron-hard dick against her, her thin, cotton pajama pants doing nothing to disguise his size and length, “If I were you, I wouldn’t push me right now.”

  “Why do you want me so much?” she mused aloud, canting her head to the side on the plush carpet. “I don’t understand it. A man that looks like you do… who acts like you do… well, I’ll do you a favor and tell you a secret that could cause me to lose my membership into the sisterhood for sharing, but I like you, so I will … Callum, you could have anybody you wanted. Honestly. You’re hot. You’re undoubtedly alpha. When you aren’t being an ass, you can be one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met. Go find somebody that’s not dealing with a very messed-up feeling of self-worth… somebody that’s not dealing with a crazy ass ex-fiancé. Go find somebody easy, Cal. Because honest to God, I’m not her.”

  “We’ll circle back around to your comment about the dickhead ex, babe, but we’re gonna hash through all the other crap you just tried to shovel at me now,” he growled, his nose moving closer to hers as he bent to stare in her eyes. “Listen real close because I want you to hear me, Melody. I’m forty-two years old. I’ve had a lot of time to taste easy over the years. I’ve had it… sampled it at a variety of buffet tables, darlin’. It was fine for what it was, I guess. It filled me up and eased the ache, but, it wasn’t what could hold me. I didn’t get addicted to the flavor of easy. If I had been, I’d be there with them and not here with you. I’ve had easy. I’ve found that I’ve developed a taste for the more complicated flavor of a certain stubborn spitfire that I know.”

  “But…”

  Gently covering her parted lips with a hand, Cal shook his head. “Nope. My turn to talk is now. Maybe I’ll let you have a turn when I’m done.” Chuckling when her espresso colored eyes darkened ominously, warning him that a storm was imminent, he sighed. “Melody, I knew you were gonna be special to me the moment RJ showed me your picture. Half a world away from where you were, your brother passes me this beat-up snapshot of you grinning like a lunatic with a drink in one hand and a book in the other while you were lying on some beach. Saw it one afternoon about a year ago when we were getting ready to go out on a mission, and the second I laid my eyes on you, I felt something shift inside me. I didn’t know what it meant then. I didn’t know what the fuck was happening. And God’s honest truth, I’ve only been able to figure it out over the last few weeks of being with you.”

  Circling one thick wrist with her hand, she tugged at the hand over her mouth. “Well, enlighten me,” she ordered when she managed to uncover her mouth.

  “Not sure you’re ready to hear it yet, Princess, but I’ll try to explain the best I can,” Cal’s deep voice rumbled as he got a little lost in her bottomless eyes. “Here’s what I can tell you without any trouble at all. When your brother told me what was going on a few months back with your ex-prick boyfriend and asked me to check in on you, I didn’t think twice. I fuckin’ volunteered for guard duty. Because after seeing your gorgeous face in that snapshot, I just knew I had to know you better. I got here. I watched you. And I knew… I needed more. I wanted to be closer. I’ve never felt like that for a woman. That pull… that primal need. Like you were essential to me in a way I’d never experienced in my life. I know you would deny that you need anybody to protect you, but that doesn’t change the fact that my first instinct is to put myself between you and anything I think could hurt you. It’s not even a choice for me, Princess. Its reflex, babe. A compulsion that I can’t and have no desire to fight. You’re mine. My heart and dick recognized it the moment my eyes came to rest on that photograph of RJ’s. My brain caught up over the last month. And now, I just know. I was put here to be yours and you were meant to be mine. We fit. Fuck, even when we fight, we fit. Do you know how rare that is?”

  “Callum,” Melody breathed shakily as her wide eyes darted everywhere but his face. “Come on, this is…”

  “This is a fact, Melody. You can try to hide from it. You can insist on burying your head in the sand and avoiding it. But when you’re finally forced to come up for air, this thing between us is still gonna be here because I’m not runnin’ from it. And I’m not going anywhere. Tell me the truth, Mel. Did you ever feel anything like what you feel with me with Bradley?” he asked, sneering the other man’s name as if it tasted like shit on his tongue. “And remember, I seem to have a talent for knowing when you lie,” he growled. “I won’t think twice about tanning your ass if you try to bullshit me now. This is too important.”

  “You aren’t gonna put a hand on my ass, you bully,” Melody spat back , squirming underneath him as one of his wide, warm hands slipped underneath her left butt cheek and squeezed her flesh. His grip was hard enough to let her know he meant business, but not enough to actually cause her pain.

  “You were saying?” he murmured, his fingers now kneading the toned muscles in her ass, pulling a trembling moan from her lips as he rocked his stiff cock against the cradle of her thighs.

  “You don’t play fair, Cal,” he heard Melody whisper, his gaze glued to where her hardened nipples pressed against his chest.

  “Who’s playing?” he grunted, lowering his head until his lips skimmed her pale cheek. “C’mon, baby. Could that fool before me ever make you feel like this? Like you wanted to claw your way into his body and take up residence there because only he could make the ache stay away? Could he make you shudder like a leaf in a hurricane just by putting his lips to this pretty neck of yours?” Cal breathed, gently rubbing his lips against the skin where her pulse throbbed a quick, pounding beat. “Did you want him so badly that you couldn’t stop this sticky sweetness from sliding out of you no matter how hard you fought it?” he rasped against her ear as his hand slid between them to caress the damp crotch of her pajama pants. “Could the fucker do to your body what I can do just by looking at you?”

  “N-no,” Melody finally stuttered a denial.

  “No, what, Melody?” Cal returned darkly, his tongue flicking the lobe of her ear as he moved his hand to curl around one of her firm breasts. “I want the words. All of them.”

  “N-nobody can make me feel the way you do,” she whispered against his ear as he strummed his thumb against her pebbled nipple, toying with the peak as his breath fell hot and heavy against her collarbone.

  “Fuck, no, they can’t. And I’ll kill the fucker who tries,” he snarled a split second before his hungry mouth took hers, forcing her
lips apart as he thrust his tongue inside her wet heat to taste her as the impulse to imprint himself upon her overtook him. Stroking her tongue with his, he felt her body relaxing against his, molding herself to him. Her slender legs wrapped around his hips, urging him closer as she rocked her pelvis upward, sliding her still covered pussy against the hard ridge straining inside his jeans.

  Tearing his lips from hers, he pressed heated kisses down the arch of her neck, pausing when he reached the shallow indentation between her throat and shoulder. Swiping his tongue against the sensitive patch of skin, he growled against her flesh as she moaned before sucking the skin there sharply between his lips. Drawing back slightly to see the faint but clearly discernable love bite he’d left behind, he felt his cock jerk behind his jeans. It might make him a caveman, but he fucking loved seeing his brand on her otherwise unblemished flesh. More than that, he loved knowing that he’d claimed that body as his own and that anyone who looked at her would know that she was irrevocably taken. Fuck, if it was up to him, he’d cover her body in his marks, but he knew Melody was a reserved woman that wouldn’t appreciate her neck being covered in hickeys.

  Groaning into her neck as he felt her delicate hand slither between them to cup his arousal through his jeans, he gently captured her wrist and pulled her hand away before lifting his head to stare into her passion dazed eyes. He’d fantasized about this moment… having her willing and ready beneath him. But no fantasy he’d ever had prepared him for the reality of feeling her body writhing against his as she tried to reach for his dick. While the fantasy had been good, the reality… it was out of this world. The simple truth was that his fantasy and reality had collided, and he was in heaven

  “Nuh uh,” he grunted, lifting her hand to his lips and kissing it gently. “This time is about you. I won’t fuck you when you’ve been drinking, babe, but I’ve got no problem with the idea of making your body sing for me. You just lie there and enjoy,” he ordered huskily before devouring her mouth for another openly carnal kiss while he tugged her tank top up over her torso. Breaking their kiss long enough to pull the fabric over her head, he threw it to the side with one hand before re-focusing his attention on her.

  Beneath him, Melody laid, still and compliant, clad only in her pajama bottoms, her naked breasts bared to his ravenous eyes. God, she was gorgeous, laid out before him, all rosy skin and soft eyes. Cupping her gorgeous tits in his hands, he squeezed gently, dragging a low, needy cry from Melody’s lips. “So fuckin’ pretty,” he declared hoarsely as his thumbs found the stiff points of her dusky reddish brown nipples. “Like fat little strawberries just waiting to be plucked, Melody. Are you gonna taste as good as you look, baby?”

  Melody swallowed hard. “There’s really only one way to know,” she breathed as his hot tongue curled around one distended nipple, dampening the flesh and making her shiver.

  “Fuck,” Cal cursed on a low growl, slipping one of his legs between Melody’s as he licked at the supple flesh. “You taste like innocence, Princess. Sweet, sweet innocence,” he muttered against her breast before sucking the peak between his lips and suckling.

  Melody keened, her back arching off the carpet as she pushed her breast deeper into Cal’s mouth, her pussy riding his muscled thigh as the ache between her legs heightened. “Cal?” she whispered, biting her lower lip as he released her nipple and his gaze slowly moved up her mostly bare body to meet her eyes. “I could touch you, too,” she offered shakily as she rubbed her throbbing pussy against him, riding his thigh the way her body yearned to ride his cock.

  “Not yet, sweetheart. You’re not ready for us to go there,” Cal rumbled, moving from one breast to the other and circling her areola with his tongue. “We’re just gonna play a little this afternoon and help you find some relief for all that tension you’ve endured today. Lift your ass for me, Sweetness,” he murmured as he dropped a path of kisses from between her breasts to her belly. Hooking his fingers in the elastic of her pajama pants, he eased them slowly down her legs, taking her panties with them as he stripped her.

  Staring down at her neatly trimmed cunt, Cal released a low moan. He shouldn’t have been surprised that her pussy was as pretty as the rest of her. Mostly bare plump lips with just the tiniest little dark landing strip taunted him, daring him to bend and investigate the secrets she held within her. He could see she was aroused, her folds already shiny and damp with her feminine dew. Christ, she even smelled good, her sensual musk only making him hungrier for a bite of her. “Damn, Princess,” he rumpled, his voice deepening, “I’m gonna lick you clean.”

  He heard Melody gasp as he used his thumbs to part her swollen, lips. Blowing gently on her exposed flesh, he smiled as her hips automatically lifted, searching for his touch. “You want my tongue, Sweetness? You need me to lick up all this cream for you?” he asked, pressing an open mouthed kiss to the inside of her right thigh. “That what you want?”

  “Oh, Cal,” Melody whined, growing more restless as he hooked her thighs over his broad shoulders and settled between her legs. “Please, do it to me,” she begged, reaching down with one hand to scratch her fingers through Cal’s closely cropped hair.

  “Do what, Melody? Say it, baby,” Cal replied huskily. “You tell me what you want and I’ll make it happen,” he promised, using one thumb to brush her swollen clit. Nobody had to tell him that she was new to asking for what she wanted. Hell, that jackass she’d been with had probably expected her to settle for whatever he offered her. Not him, though. Hell, no. Call would give this sexy, sensual woman anything she wanted.

  But only after she asked him for it.

  “Come on, Princess,” he whispered, nipping the inside of her left thigh with his teeth as his thumb drew tight circles against her hardened pink clit. “All you gotta do is give me the words and I’ll make this sweet sinful body hum.”

  Breathing harder as she lifted her head to look down her body at him, Melody licked her lips. “L-lick me, Cal. Please,” she whimpered. “Lick my pussy.”

  “That’s my girl,” Cal growled in approval, offering her a wicked smile. Keeping his eyes on hers, Cal slowly extended his tongue, flicking it deliberately against her throbbing nub. Her high pitched cry of pleasure was music to his ears as her head dropped back on her neck, her long hair dragging the floor as she rocked her hips higher, trying to coax his tongue into moving faster while her tangy flavor exploded on his tongue.

  “Oh, fuck! Cal!” she moaned, her own hands going to her breasts, twisting her own nipples as his tongue lapped at her folds.

  Groaning deeply as her flavor coated his tongue, he slid two fingers inside her pussy, hooking them as he searched for her g-spot. He knew he’d found that patch of nerves when her scream bounced off the walls and her pussy sucked at his fingers greedily. “Yeah, baby, that’s the spot, isn’t it?” he breathed, moving his fingers in a come hither motion that seemed to drive her wild before bending to suck her clit back into his mouth.

  “Cal, I can’t handle it,” she gasped as tremors wracked her curvy, petite body. Digging her nails into his shoulders, she threw her head back as he hummed a response against her core, the gentle vibrations only making her more desperate for release beneath him.

  “You can take it, Melody,” he soothed, the gentleness of his deep voice at odds with the hard thrusts of his fingers as he fucked in and out of her drenched cunt. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he growled as he dropped his gaze to watch her pussy envelop his fingers while her engorged clit throbbed in time with her quickening pulse. “Reach for it, Princess,” his rich voice coaxed as he used his thumb to strum her clit while he pumped his fingers deeply within her.

  “Oh, God, God, God! Cal, it’s so good, but I feel like I’m coming apart,” she panted, her hips churning as she met each surge of his fingers with a twist of her pelvis. “Oh, fuck,” she gasped when his tongue flicked against the tight bead of her clit again, “I’m gonna cum! Cal, I’m…I’m…”

  He heard her words trail off as a shrie
k of completion echoed through the room as a burst of her juices flooded his mouth. Groaning at the heady taste, he gripped her hip with one hand as she rode his face, chasing her orgasm. Fuck, she burned hot at her peak, he thought as he continued to lick and suck at her folds, claiming every last trace of her essence as his reward. Ignoring his own throbbing dick, he pressed one last lingering kiss to her flushed female flesh before licking and nipping a path back up her body to reach her lips. Kissing her gently, he shared her own unique flavor with her as his tongue twined around hers, delighting in her low moan of approval. Most of the women he’d been with had hated to taste themselves on his lips, but Melody couldn’t seem to get enough, pressing her body closer to his as she sucked on his tongue. “Fuck, you’re a firecracker, baby. You burn hot and bright. Makes a man proud when he can do that for his woman. Proves what I’ve known all along. You’re fuckin’ mine, Melody Reardon,” he murmured between slow, seductive kisses.

  Melody inhaled a shaky breath when he finally pulled back enough to let her breathe. Staring at him with dazed eyes, she shook her head. “I can’t believe we just…I just….oh my God, Callum! What did we just do?” she asked frantically as the weight of what they’d done together began to dawn on her. “I acted like a… a….”

  “Careful, Princess,” Cal warned, coming up on an elbow to lean over her prone body. “Don’t say something that’s gonna piss me off. You acted like a healthy, red-blooded woman.”

  “But I…I don’t do things like this!”

  He could clearly see where orgasmic bliss had been on her face before, panic now replaced it as she quickly sat up and lunged for her discarded tank top. Catching the material in his hand before her fingertips could grip it, he held it out of her reach as he met her frantic eyes. “Hey, calm down and talk to me. What things like this don’t you do?”