Caleb rejoined her, having a beer and getting her a refill of her drink. “That was amazing,” she said, looking at the place where the fight had occurred and then glancing at the doors where the gang had departed in disbelief. Caleb shrugged it off, giving her a little smile.
“I don’t like to fight, but when it comes down to it—when something is really worth it—I’m more than willing to do the dirty work.” Something about his tone sent a shiver down Mia’s spine; it wasn’t fear, but instead excitement. She had never had someone stand up for her so effectively. Even Gary, who she had thought had loved her deeply, would probably have just escorted her out of the bar and found another place to go.
After a couple of drinks, Caleb pulled her close to him, kissing her lightly along the temple and then on the lips. “You don’t have to say yes,” he told her, pitching his voice so that only she would hear it, “But would you like to come home with me?” Mia laughed, looking at the handsome man with delight.
“I was rather hoping you’d ask,” she replied, pulling herself up on her bar stool and kissing him hungrily. “I can’t think of a better way to show my appreciation for how you stood up for me.”
Chapter Two
After leaving the bar, Mia was relieved that Caleb was mostly sober as he climbed onto his bike steadily and held still while she arranged herself behind him. She gave an exhilarated cry, tipsier than he was, as he started the motorcycle and pulled away from the curb. He brought her straight to his townhouse in the city, a low-key but still nice-looking building that Mia must have walked past a dozen times since she had taken her apartment. He let her in and closed the door behind them, locking it as he pressed her up against the wall, kissing her hungrily. Mia felt herself getting wet, her whole body tingling with growing arousal; between the rides on Caleb’s bike and the fight in the bar—and the alcohol she had consumed—she was more than ready to be turned on. Caleb’s hands danced over her body quickly, running along the curve of her waist, pausing at her full hips to grip her tightly before traveling back up to her breasts.
Mia wrapped her arms around Caleb’s broad shoulders, holding his body against hers. She could feel the ridge of his hardening erection pressing against her, and when he lifted her up easily, pinning her against the wall with his hips, she moaned at the sensation of friction between their bodies. Mia pushed her hips down against Caleb’s, loving the sensation of him pressing against her as she became more and more turned on. Caleb broke away from her lips, darting his head around to kiss and nip at her neck. Mia heard Caleb let out a sound like a growl as he nuzzled his stubble-roughened cheek against her sensitive skin. She was almost startled at the sharpness of his teeth against her skin, but the sensation was more erotic than frightening as his mouth moved down from her throat to her collar bones.
Abruptly, Caleb let Mia down from the wall, holding her as she came back onto her feet and steadying her before he took her by the hand and began to guide her through the townhouse. He hurried up the stairs, and Mia felt her heart pounding, her hands trembling and her body on fire with need. Caleb opened a door and propelled Mia through it, turning on the light; the bedroom was neat but not quite clean, a slight tinge of musk filling the air that Mia found both strange and alluring. Caleb smiled at her, his eyes darkening with obvious lust as he closed the distance between them once more. He ran his hands all over her body, caressing and teasing, before he came to the front of her blouse. Mia found herself arching into his touches, moaning softly, wanting more than anything to be naked and in bed with him. Caleb began unbuttoning her blouse with nimble fingers, making quick work of it as he exposed more and more of her skin. He tugged the shirt off of her shoulders almost impatiently, drawing it along her arms and tossing it to the floor. Mia fumbled with the jacket he was wearing; it was heavy leather, rattling slightly with a chain she couldn’t see. She finally managed to get it off of him, letting it fall to the floor. Caleb buried his face against her breasts, nuzzling the soft skin slightly as his hands moved to her back. He unhooked her bra, guiding it quickly away from her body and throwing it away from him, and Mia almost chuckled at his urgency. She hadn’t been with a man so anxious to get her naked in a long time.
Caleb brought each of her breasts up to his mouth in turns, claiming first one nipple and then the other with his lips and tongue. The sucking and licking made Mia gasp, and she arched into his attentions, running her fingers through his thick, surprisingly soft hair. She was getting wetter and wetter, her body heating up. Caleb’s hands moved down to her hips once more, and he felt along her skirt for the zipper, while Mia stirred herself out of her sensual reverie to find the hem of his t-shirt, pulling and tugging until she could get it up over his head and cast it aside. She ran her hands all over the velvety skin of his chest, caressing; she felt the occasional odd scar, but the presence of them didn’t bother her—Caleb was gorgeous enough not to need to be immaculate. Mia began kissing and nipping at his neck, trailing down to his broad shoulders as Caleb found her zipper and tugged it down, loosening the skirt in a moment. He pushed the fabric down, and the moment the skirt cleared her hips it fell to the floor.
Mia stepped out of it, and realized that Caleb was staring at her; she blushed, Gary’s parting words to her flashing into her mind as Caleb’s gaze traveled from her face to her breasts, past her waist and down to her legs before moving upward again, lingering just between her hips. “My god, woman, you are gorgeous,” Caleb murmured. He smiled at her. “How did I ever get so lucky?” He closed the distance between them, cupping her breasts and giving them a careful, firm squeeze. Mia cried out as Caleb’s fingers found her nipples, and he rolled and twisted them slowly, sending jolts of electric pleasure straight to her pussy as she arched into his touch. Caleb kissed her again hungrily, and after a moment Mia realized he was leading her toward the bed. She let herself be guided, and when her knees brushed against the mattress, she fell backwards, sprawling across the top of the bed and looking up at Caleb.
He smirked, unbuttoning and unzipping the fly of his jeans and pushing them down over his hips. Mia saw the ridge of his erection outlined against the tight fabric of his boxer-briefs and smiled to herself, thinking that she would take full advantage of whatever possibilities came about. Caleb climbed onto the bed, pinning Mia down against the mattress underneath him and kissing her deeply. He rocked his hips against hers, and Mia moaned into his mouth, running her hands over his shoulders and across his broad back. She could feel the heat of Caleb’s hard cock through the thin barrier of their underwear, and Mia’s inner walls tightened at the thought of him, her body tingling with electric shocks of sensation as they moved together, rubbing against one another.
Caleb broke away from her lips, kissing a path down her throat slowly, and Mia trembled slightly, gasping when his teeth grazed her skin, squirming and writhing underneath his greater weight. He lingered at her breasts as he moved down along her body, kissing every inch of her sensitive skin and claiming each of her nipples with his mouth. Mia whimpered, twisting and writhing underneath Caleb as he moved down along her ticklish abdomen, looking up into her eyes. He came to her hips and nuzzled them, nipping sharply but carefully just above the waistband of her panties. Mia let her legs fall open as he brought his hand up between her legs, rubbing her slowly through the thin fabric. “You smell delicious,” Caleb murmured, kissing the spot he had just nipped. Mia was on fire, her pussy tightening and getting hotter and wetter with anticipation; Caleb’s hot breath against her skin, his proximity to her slick sex, were almost too much to bear as he kept her in suspense.
Finally, he tugged her panties down over her hips, pulling them over her legs and casting them aside, to be completely forgotten somewhere in his room. Mia cried out when he skipped over her pussy, kissing the insides of her thighs and grazing the sensitive skin with his teeth as he teasingly worked his way up from her knees to where she needed his attentions the most. She was on edge, pushing her hips down, twisting to try and get contact, whe
n Caleb finally brought his lips up against her slick folds, his fingers parting her labia to give him better access. She moaned out in relief as Caleb’s tongue lapped at her fluids, tasting and probing the well of her pussy for long moments. He worked his way towards her clit, running his tongue everywhere, making Mia squirm and writhe with pleasure and need. She gripped his shoulders, tangled her fingers in his hair, her hips moving as if of their own will. When Caleb finally brought his tongue to bear against her clit, she cried out again, her thighs tightening and her body arching up off of the bed at the electric pleasure his attentions sent shooting through her.
She was a live wire, trembling and shaking, twisting and writhing, as Caleb alternated between flickering his tongue against her pleasure center and dipping down to the well of her pussy, teasing her relentlessly as she lay helpless. Mia shifted her hips, crying out and moaning, moving mindlessly as she tried to keep Caleb’s attentions where she needed them the most. She felt like a piano string, tightly wound, needing relief more than she could imagine needing anything else in the entire world. Mia was coming closer and closer to orgasm, moaning out and touching Caleb everywhere she could reach. She felt him beginning to focus all of his efforts on her clit, his tongue running against it so quickly she couldn’t keep track of what he was doing; she cried out, almost screaming with pleasure as two of his fingers sank into her, pushing past the initial resistance of her body to plunge deep inside of her pussy. Her inner walls tightened around him and she gasped, shivering at the sensation of his teasing caresses.
Mia felt her whole body tensing as Caleb’s fingers plunged deeper and deeper inside of her, curling as he sought her g-spot by touch. Shocks and jolts of pleasure lit up her nervous system, sending hot and cold electricity running up and down her arms and legs. When Caleb’s fingertips brushed against her inner pleasure center, Mia could barely hold back the orgasm that was only a breath away, torn between giving into it and wanting to prolong the pleasure as long as possible. Caleb sucked her clit between his lips, his tongue lashing it while he carefully sucked, and her ability to even consider holding back evaporated. Mia’s climax crashed through her powerfully, blotting out everything but the sensations coursing through her, making it impossible to think. She heard herself crying out, felt herself thrashing and writhing on the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her body. Every muscle tensed and relaxed, her inner walls gripping Caleb’s fingers in spasms as her orgasm wracked her. It was pleasure so intense it was almost painful, an overload to her mind—she had gone so long without fulfilling sex that it was a revelation to have a real orgasm.
Caleb’s attentions eased as the spasms began to abate, and Mia collapsed against the bed, shivering and trembling in the aftermath of so much intense pleasure. She smiled absently, still floating on a wave of post-orgasm bliss as Caleb’s strong arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly as his hands wandered over her body soothingly. She came out of the golden haze, turning around in Caleb’s arms to look up at his face. “That was amazing,” she murmured, blushing slightly. Gary had always been less than appreciative of how enthusiastic she was; in the final months of her relationship with her ex-boyfriend, the sex had been perfunctory, certainly nothing to enjoy, merely something to do. She had tried to spice it up, to get him interested—but she knew now why he was bored with their sex life. It was gratifying to have someone go down on her enthusiastically, to enjoy her moaning and cries of pleasure.
“It’s easy to do a good job with someone who’s really enjoying herself,” Caleb said with a little pleased smile, reaching down between her legs to stroke her for good measure. Mia felt herself quickly getting turned on once more—and realized abruptly that Caleb had been hard all along. She kissed him, turning him onto his back as firmly as she could; in spite of the fact that he was more wiry than bulky in build, she knew that if he hadn’t wanted to roll onto his back, it would have been impossible for her. Mia climbed on top of him, straddling his waist as she gathered herself up. She began kissing a path down from his lips, nipping and licking at his neck, and Caleb let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a growl, his hands touching her everywhere. She lavished attention on his chest, nibbling playfully around his nipples and licking the firm nubs, loving the way he shifted underneath her, groaning with pleasure.
Mia worshipped his body, taking in every inch of him on the way down, running her tongue along the pleasure trail that started at his navel and darted down, only to disappear into his boxer-briefs. She tugged the fabric away, pulling his underwear over his hips and down his legs. Caleb helpfully lifted his hips to ease her way, and his cock, thick and hard, sprung free the moment it was no longer constrained by the fabric, almost hitting her in the face. Mia stared at it for a moment; Caleb was larger than Gary, thicker and longer, and for a moment she was almost intimidated. But she got his underwear off, sliding it over his legs, and licked her lips thoroughly, knowing that in spite of her sense of almost-fear, she definitely wanted to taste him. Mia wrapped her hand around the base of Caleb’s cock, pumping him slowly and savoring his heat. Caleb moaned lowly, murmuring praise under his breath, and Mia looked up to see the expression of pleasure and need on his face, his bright eyes half-closed, and his mouth slightly open. She leaned in and took just the tip of him between her lips, sucking and licking immediately as her hand continued to move up and down along his shaft. His precum was already beginning to flow, and Mia swallowed down the sharp salty taste, smiling to herself.
She gradually took more and more of him into her mouth, breathing slowly so as not to set off her gag reflex; Mia realized as she sucked and licked that she would never be able to fit him completely in her mouth. She ran her thumb along the sensitive underside, stroking him with her hand at the base of his cock while she took as much of the rest of him in as possible. Mia moaned with Caleb in her mouth, finding herself more and more turned on by the act of pleasuring him. She ran her tongue over the tip, playing it against the most sensitive part of him, testing his reactions as she worshipped him with lips and tongue and occasional grazes of her teeth. “Oh, God, Mia… so good,” Caleb moaned, his fingers tangling in her hair. He didn’t push her head down or pull aggressively on her, which only made it better; his hips began to move, and Mia felt herself getting hotter and more turned on as his precum began flowing more freely, coating her tongue and sliding down her throat easily.
Mia pulled back slightly, using the saliva that coated his shaft to ease her hand’s movements along the length of Caleb’s cock as she sucked and licked the tip, flicking her tongue across it. She pushed her mouth back down again after several long moments, alternating between taking as much of him as possible and focusing all of her attentions to the tip, reveling and delighting in his moans, the movement of his body, the taste of him. She could feel him getting tense, his body gearing up for an almost-inevitable orgasm, and Mia couldn’t think of anything more arousing than the thought of Caleb finishing in her mouth. She wanted to swallow down every last drop of his pleasure. She pushed against her limits, reaching down and cupping his balls in one hand while she carefully, cautiously took him deep in her mouth, the tip of him brushing against the back of her throat.
Mia knew the moment before Caleb was going to come; she felt his entire body tense up, his thighs tightening as he let out a long, low groan. She echoed his moan, incredibly turned on, her body on fire as the first wave of his pleasure swept across her tongue. Caleb’s hips thrust up towards her mouth hard and fast, his fingers tightening in her hair, his cock twitching as a flood of sticky-slick fluid gushed into her mouth. Mia swallowed quickly, continuing her attentions as another, and another, shot across her tongue. Caleb was moaning, saying her name, his body shaking as she devoured him, uncaring about her gag reflex, wanting to take every last bit of his pleasure into herself. As his spasms began to abate, she backed off, swallowing the last of his pleasure, licking her lips for the final traces as she broke away from him, excited and satisfied in equal measure.
Mia crawled up along his body slowly, feeling her heady desire but knowing that he wouldn’t be ready for more—maybe not for a while. Caleb was panting, his arms and chest coated in sweat, and he hurriedly pulled her face down to his to kiss her hungrily, clutching her close. They lay like that for several long moments, and Mia smiled, thinking that if nothing else, her evening had given her the full measure of excitement she had been seeking by any judgment. As his breath began to slow down, evening out, Caleb pulled back from the kiss, looking up at her with a wicked grin on his face. “Oh, you’re good,” he told her lowly, pushing his hips up against hers. She was startled to feel that his cock was already starting to harden once more.
“Already?” she asked him in surprise, her eyes widening. Caleb chuckled.
“You’re not going to tell me you’re done for the night, are you? I thought you had more stamina than that,” he said, rocking his hips up against hers. “You’re still so nice and wet… I think you enjoyed that almost as much as I did.” Mia blushed, but gave his shoulder a playful shove.
“Shut up. I enjoy making use of my talents, that’s all,” she told him. Caleb pulled her down again for a hungry kiss, his hands moving all over her body. He rolled over and pinned her underneath him, and in moments as they moved together, the friction between them heating up both of their bodies and making them sweat, his cock was fully hard once more. Caleb teased her with it, rubbing against her slick folds while Mia wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing down against his thrusts, trying to get him inside of her.
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