by MJ Carnal
“Please move. This is torture. Please.” She rocked against him and he hissed.
His pace was slow, stretching her, memorizing her. With each stroke, the apa rubbed against her in just the right way. She threw her head back, losing herself in the sensations. He pulled all the way out and shoved into her once more. She almost came. Panting, she grabbed for his hips but instead of doing it again, he rolled underneath and pulled her on top of him. “Love me, Jena.”
She rolled against his hips and whimpered. She had never been on top and the feeling of control was mesmerizing. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip. She picked up the pace, rocking against him, her clit brushing against his pubic bone, his apa hitting her so deep she wanted to yell. She leaned down and bit his shoulder. “You feel so good I want to scream.”
“Scream for me baby. Show me how good it feels. Show me what you like.”
Her strokes were frantic. She wanted to go slow and savor every moment. But it was as if his body was made to please her. Her nerve endings tingled, her head fell back and as her orgasm ripped through her body, she screamed his name. She rode him hard as her first orgasm gave way to her second. She couldn’t breathe. He felt so good inside of her.
His legs tensed under hers. He moaned her name. “Jena, I can’t hold on any longer. I’m going to come baby.” He reached up and grabbed her nipples and she exploded around him, his name ripping from her throat once more. He sat up and held her against him and he pumped three more times before he exploded. The strength of his orgasm more powerful that anything he had ever felt. His head bobbed forward landing on her shoulder, his eyes closed and he smiled. “That was amazing, Jena.”
They both fell boneless onto the bed. He held her against his chest and stroked her hair. Her breathing evened out and she smiled and she kissed his nipple. “How soon can we do that again?” She wiggled against him.
Caleb chuckled as he pulled her to his mouth. “Soon. And a lot. We have nothing but time.”
Chapter 9
“So, where is your harem?” Andi sipped at her beer and looked at Kevin over her sunglasses.
“I got my rocks off earlier. I might be ok for a few hours.” Kevin never looked her way. He knew how to win this battle with her. She was sassy but easily angered.
“Have you ever actually been with just one woman?”
“Why would that be fun?” Kevin turned his head and smiled when she huffed. “The best part is when I get tired of one, I just move to the other.”
“A regular Casanova. You make me swoon.” Andi slid her glasses back in place.
“Oh honey, it wouldn’t be swooning I’d be making you do.”
“Oh my God.” Andi stood to walk away.
“Keep practicing that phrase. You’ll be using it.” He laughed as she stomped away.
“Smooth.” Ryan laughed as he took Andi’s seat. “I need to ask you a very serious question.”
“Shoot.” Kevin sat up straighter at the intense tone of his voice.
Just as Ryan was about to tell him, the doors opened and a blushing Jena and exhausted Caleb stepped from the house. Mark clapped as they joined the rest of the group, earning a deeper blush from the doctor that had saved his life. Caleb pulled her in for a hug.
“Can you guys have a seat?” Ryan stood and looked at his friends. Every one of them froze.
Memories of the last announcement he made at the Moretti house ran through their veins like ice water. Ryan and Layla’s decision to stop fighting the cancer with chemotherapy had brought all of them to their knees. It had been six months since Ryan had been given his life back with a bone marrow transplant from Kevin. He seemed healthy and more alive than they had ever seen him. But as they stared at his face, wrinkled in worry, their hearts sank.
Caleb pulled Jena into his lap. His hands shook and Jena kissed them to soothe him. “Whatever it is, it will be ok.” She whispered as he nuzzled his neck.
Ryan cleared his throat and reached for Layla. He pulled her next to him and she sighed. “I’m sorry to interrupt another party. I need to ask Kevin a very serious question and I don’t know how else to do this.” He ran his hands through his hair slowly and looked up at Kevin with a smirk on his face. “We were just wondering if you would be willing to be the godfather to this 12 week old baby Layla is carrying.”
Kevin jumped up and punched him in the arm before pulling him into a hug. Sophie screamed and ran toward Layla. Stunned, Caleb just looked at them. A tear rolled down his face and he smiled. Mark leaned down and whispered in his ear. “That will be you someday bud.”
Caleb turned to look at Mark. A father someday? His friends were all married, getting married, having babies. It seemed so farfetched. But as he looked at Jena, laughing and hugging Layla, he realized that she could be the real thing. His heart thundered in his chest. He knew he loved her the minute he saw her. He had been doing exactly what he feared she would do. He had been running from the truth for months. He put his head into his hands and Mark patted him on the back. “It hurts when you finally figure it out, doesn’t it? It’s actually painful.” Mark laughed and walked away.
~~~
Jena leaned into Caleb and shivered. The moon had been up for a few hours and a blanket of stars twinkled above them. She cuddled closer into Caleb’s side and sniffed. He always smelled so clean, a mixture of mint, dryer sheets and light cologne. It was a smell that drove her wild.
“You cold honey?” Caleb pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned her head against his chest. She sighed and nuzzled closer to his neck, placing a light kiss behind his ear. It was his turn to shiver.
“I’m better now.” She smiled as he rubbed her back. “Thank you for today. It’s been nice.”
“Thank you back. I really like you, J.” Caleb lifted her chin to meet his eyes. “You take my breath away.”
His lips pressed gently on hers, stealing her breath. Her heart pounded in her chest. His mouth fit perfectly on hers. She had never felt more complete. She had spent the entire day by his side, hugging him, loving him, being a part of the amazing group of friends he called family. It had been so many years since she had felt a part of something. And here, surrounded by the Moretti family, sitting in Caleb’s arms under a chilly LA sky, she knew this was where she belonged.
“I like you too, Caleb. I’m not sure like is even the right word.”
Caleb smiled. “Dr. Turner, do you have a thing for me?”
She giggled as he pressed his lips against hers once more. He was suddenly her everything.
~~~
Sophie stepped out into the backyard and looked around. Life was falling into place. Her sister was pregnant, Ryan and Mark were both healthy and Caleb had found a woman that made him smile bigger than she had ever seen.
“Penny for your thoughts.” Mark wrapped his arms around his fiancé and kissed her neck.
“Just dreaming about the day I get to finally become your wife.”
“Are you ready to tell them or do you want to wait a little longer?”
“I think we should tell them. Everything is so last minute already. Guess we need to.” Sophie smiled at her beautiful man. He still took her breath away as much as he had the day they met. Being Sophie Moretti was everything she dreamed of.
Mark whistled to get everyone’s attention. He sat down next to Caleb and Jena and winked. “Sophie and I have an announcement as well.”
“Oh shit. You too?” Andi giggled when Mark flipped her the bird.
“We have set a wedding date. And I know it’s going to be fast but I can’t imagine waiting any longer to make this gorgeous woman my wife. We’re getting married eight weeks from today and we want you all to be a part of it.”
Layla clapped. “It’s about time. I’m going to have to wear a tent by then but I couldn’t be happier it’s finally happening.”
“There’s more.” Sophie sat on his lap. “We want to get married on the beach. Would you all be willing to travel?”
“Of course we would.” Rich pulled Sophie from Mark’s lap and hugged her. “I can help arrange anything you two need. Let Molls and I buy the airline tickets.”
“Thank you, Dickerman. But Soph and I have this covered. You all deserve to just kick back and relax.”
Molly giggled. “This is so exciting. Come on girls, let’s go talk wedding.”
The women walked into the house all talking at once. Noticing Jena had not gotten up, Sophie turned around and smiled. “On your feet Dr. Turner. If you think you aren’t a huge part of this, you have lost your mind. You saved Mark. You’re family now.”
Jena’s eyes filled with tears. “Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure.” Sophie gave her a hug.
“I’ve never been a part of anything before.” Jena smiled as Sophie wiped a tear from her cheek.
“Welcome to mass chaos.” Sophie held her hand and led her to the couch inside. “We are a family. And the day you stepped into our lives, you became one of us. You will never be alone again. And trust me, sometimes that isn’t a good thing.”
“Sit!” Layla laughed. “Wedding party. Go!”
Sophie shook her head and looked at Jena. “See? Well, we were thinking Rich, Ryan, Caleb, Steve and Kevin. Rich as best man. Then on my side, Layla, Molls, Jena, Andi, Amber. Don’t groan. I know you guys can’t stand Amber. But she’s close to the guys and I can’t expect Steve to travel without her. Besides, I don’t know a whole lot of women other than you guys.”
“She slept with Mark. Come on. Really?” Molly rolled her eyes. “She’s a disaster. Rich told me Steve called him and said he had heard she was screwing around.”
“Well, I don’t want an uneven number either.”
“Don’t you still talk to Lily from college?” Layla had pen and paper in hand and was frantically writing out ideas for the wedding.
“Yes. We talk all the time. But it’s such an expensive trip for her. Time off work and travel across country. She just started teaching.”
“Babes, let us fly her out. If you won’t let us pay for all the tickets, let me get her here as your shower gift or something.” Molly held out her phone. “Make the call.”
Sophie smiled at her best friends. She was blessed and since the accident that almost changed their lives forever, she never took one second for granted.
“Honey,” Caleb’s voice broke into the commotion. “Are you ready to go home?” When she nodded, he turned his attention to Andi. “Can you get my car home?
Chapter 10
Caleb left his hand on Jena’s thigh the whole ride back to his house. She tried to concentrate on the road but with each bump they hit, his hand inched higher. Her body was on high alert. His thumb rubbed circles on the outside of her leg, slowly driving her crazy. She could think of nothing else but pulling over and climbing into his lap on the side of the highway, passersby be damned. Her face flushed with desire.
“Caleb?”
“Yes, baby.” He looked at her but her eyes remained fixed on the road.
“Can you move your hand?” Jena’s hands shook.
“Why?”
“You are driving me wild. I’m not sure I’m going to make it all the way to your house.”
Caleb chuckled and inched his hand up even further. He rested it about an inch away from where she needed him most. “Is this turning you on, Dr. Tuner?”
Her breathing was shallow. “More than you know.”
Slipping his hand under the hem of her dress, he rubbed his fingers along her lace panties. She whimpered at his touch. “What if I do this?” He pulled the panties aside and ran his hands through her folds. She was soaked and hot. “Holy shit. I vote for pull over.” His pants became impossibly tight and he had to readjust himself.
She bit her bottom lip as his fingers grazed her clit. Her body was ready to explode with a single touch. He eased two fingers into her wet core and massaged her clit with his thumb. She was close. Her breath came in shallow spurts as Caleb leaned over and tugged her earlobe into his mouth. His whisper was gravelly and full of sex. “Don’t come.”
“Caleb, I have to. I’m so close.”
“Hold it.” He stroked her clit hard several more times and she cried out in frustration. Sweat formed on her forehead. When she was about to shatter, he withdrew his fingers and put them in her mouth. “Now you know why I can’t get enough of you. You taste sinful. Tonight, you can come when I say.”
Pulling into the marina, she slammed the car into park and crawled into his lap. She rubbed against his erection, surprised the layers of clothing between them didn’t combust. “I need you.”
“Tell me what you need, J.” Caleb guided her hips against him, biting at her neck and having a hard time not coming in his shorts. This woman was hot and he was impossibly hard. “Do you need me to make love to you? Or do you need me to fuck you? I need you to say it.”
Jena blushed but looked him right in the eye. “I need you to fuck me.”
Caleb bolted from the car, Jena’s legs wrapped around his waist. He jogged to his front porch. He wouldn’t make it past the foyer. Once inside, he slammed Jena against the door. He unzipped his shorts and his large erection sprang free. He yanked her panties aside and shoved into her. She screamed as her body stretched to accommodate him. He pounded into her, his strokes faster than she ever imagined possible. With each thrust, she was shoved a little higher up the door, her whole body slamming into the wood. She grabbed his shoulders and tightened her legs around his waist. The sound of their bodies joining echoed through the house. He pulled out of her, her moisture dripping from his apa. He looked down at her core. “My God, Jena. You’re soaked.”
“Quit stopping.” She cried out in frustration as her orgasm subsided once more. “I was so close.”
“I plan on fucking you all night. And I’m going to fuck you right. Follow me.” Caleb grabbed her hand and yanked her down the hallway to his bedroom. “Get on the bed, arms above your head.”
Jena didn’t hesitate. She needed to come more than she needed her next breath.
Caleb pulled a pair of handcuffs and some scarves from his nightstand. Holding them up, he watched her eyes. They widened at the site of the handcuffs so he threw those back into the drawer. He crawled over her, securing both hands to the headboard with the scarves. The knots were tight. She would not get loose. He pulled her legs apart, and tied her ankles to the footboard. He moved with speed. He needed to be inside her.
“In this bedroom, I own you. I promise you pleasure and I promise you safety. I will stop only if you tell me to.” He rubbed his apa against her slick clit and she threw her head back. “I mean it, Jena. If you get scared, you have to tell me. Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” She tugged on her restraints. “You own every part of me. Do whatever you want. I just need to come.”
Caleb growled. Jena had never been this open. He slapped her clit, causing her to scream out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Diving between her legs, he took her clit into his teeth. She screamed again. His tongue was magic, fast and precise, and she thrashed her head back and forth as the pleasure built to unimaginable heights. Just when she didn’t think she could take anymore, he whispered “come” as he slapped her clit one more time and she shattered apart screaming his name, light bursts flashing in her eyes, before her world went dark.
Within seconds, he tore her thong completely off and buried himself in her core. He pounded, sweat pouring from his forehead. She was completely helpless, tied so tight she could do nothing but take it. A sliver of fear crept up her spine but she shoved it aside. With every thrust, he buried himself deeper and deeper, hitting her G spot, making her pant and moan.
He moaned and grit his teeth. “Come for me baby.”
“I’m there. Oh my God.” Jena’s second orgasm ripped through her body. Her toes curled, her head flew back against the pillow. She screamed as wave after wave shot through her core, milking Caleb, pulling him over the edge
with her.
Spent, he fell on top of her, breathing heavily and sweating. She bit his neck, his shoulder, his ear. Her body was on fire, every nerve ending raw, the smell of sex permeated the room. Looking up at her hooded eyes, he knew it wouldn’t be long until they did this again. “That was amazing.” Reaching up, he untied her hands and rubbed them to get her circulation flowing. “Stay the night with me. Please don’t leave me after that.”
“On one condition.” Jena smiled and looked at him through her lashes. When he cocked his head to the side, she continued. “We do that again.”
He tickled her, her legs still tied to the footboard. She screamed as he tortured her with his fingers. Tears fell from her eyes and her laughter echoed through the room. She punched him in the arms but he simply chuckled. “You bet your sweet ass we are doing that again. Give me ten minutes.”
~~~
Andi shoved her key in the door and groaned. “Why are you following me, Deuce?”
Kevin laughed. “It’s not following you if we’re going to the same place, Brandi.”
“It’s Andi,” she fumed.
“Whatever.” Kevin pushed past her, leaving her on the front porch. He smiled to himself. She was so easy to anger. Her smart mouth was such a turn on. Turn on? He shook his head.
“Ugh,” Andi screamed. “You frustrate the shit out of me. Go home. Why are you here?”
“Sorry, doll. My townhouse is being painted this weekend. You’re stuck with me.” Kevin pulled a beer from the fridge, removed the cap and handed it to her. “Look on the bright side. If you’re up early enough, you’ll see me walking through the kitchen in my underwear. You won’t want to miss that.”
“Sleeping in it is.” She took a long pull from her beer and made eye contact with him for the first time. His eyes smiled, even when he was grating her last nerve. “After all, it wouldn’t be fair to ruin it for all other men. Seeing as you’re God’s gift and all.” She gagged as she started to walk away.
“Just for that, it’s a thong for you, baby. See you bright and early.” He chuckled as she slammed her door.
