Cal's POV
"Want to head back up to the house and get changed? I can start dinner," I offered after our lips pulled apart. I'm a gentlemen but we were pushing the limits of my self-control. I wasn't lying when I told Steph I would love to satisfy us both right here, but I couldn't do that. She was worth more than that and I didn't want to screw this up.
She untangled herself from me and stood up in front of me. "Sounds good."
I slipped my arm around Steph and led her out of the water and through the sand to where she'd dropped her towel. I left her to dry off and walked up to the deck where my towel was. I wrapped it around my waist quickly, hoping to avoid showing my raging hard on, and turned toward Steph as she was coming up the steps onto the deck.
"I'm going to head up and change. I'll meet you back out here?"
"Sounds perfect," she agreed.
I heard her footsteps behind me as we ascended the stairs and her door close as I walked into my bedroom. I headed straight for my bathroom and turned the shower on. I wasn't really concerned with getting clean but I damn sure had to do something about the state I was in after we made out in the ocean. My dick was hard and heavy, and I groaned quietly as I reached down and stroked it. My mind drifted to Steph wrapped around me in the ocean and I imagined all the wicked things I'd like to do to her sexy little body. It didn't take long at all for me to blow all over the shower wall. Christ, what that woman does to me!
I walked back out onto the deck fifteen minutes after we'd come in the house. I started the grill to preheat and then turned toward Steph. "Want to help me grab some stuff from the kitchen?"
Steph turned to me and walked over to join me at the back door. I showed her the wine and drinks, glasses, plates and silverware, napkins, and cheese and fruit tray and then went to work gathering the food I would grill. As I seasoned steaks and put veggies on skewers she bustled around my kitchen like she belonged there. I watched her uncork the wine and carry it outside and was struck by how right it felt, sharing space like we'd been together for years. I had a new mission in life – to court and woo Stephanie Plum, and someday make her my wife. At thirty years old, I knew what I wanted in a relationship and a woman. She was everything I wanted.
I forced myself back to the task at hand and carried the food out to the grill. I'd just set the last of the food onto the hot grill when Steph approached me with two wine glasses. She placed one in my hand and held hers out to me. I held my class up and clinked it against hers.
"To new relationships," I said quietly. I wasn't sure how she would react.
"To us," she replied with a dazzling smile. She set her wine glass down and stood on her tiptoes to give me the sweetest of kisses. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into me, just enjoying the feel of her in my arms.
"You having a good time?" I asked.
"The best," she whispered. "Today has been absolutely perfect so far."
I beamed down at her as she looked up at me. I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "I'm glad, Angel. I happen to agree – it's perfect."
We stood there silently for a few minutes and then she shifted and tucked her chin into my chest.
"I've never wanted to be this physically affectionate toward someone, but you seem to bring it out in me," she said quietly. I wasn't even sure that she realized she was talking out loud. "When I'm near you I just have to touch you."
"I feel the same way, Steph," I reassured her.
"Is the offer to stay here tonight still good?" she asked.
"Hell yes!" I replied, perhaps a bit too excited, and she laughed.
"Good, because I don't want this perfect first date to ever end," she sighed.
"Mmm…I couldn't have said it better myself."
I leaned down and kissed her again, unable to resist the draw of her lips. This woman was heaven.
We enjoyed a comfortable dinner together. Well, comfortable other than the fact that my body reacted quite visibly to her moans. I was determined not to get too physical too fast but damn...I could only imagine how she would sound writhing underneath me.
We washed the dishes together after we'd eaten, which mercifully gave me time to get my body back under control. We flicked water at each other and joked the entire time and nothing had ever felt more right.
After the dishes were clean we walked back out to the deck with a couple of beers. The sun was setting and it was a perfect summer night on the beach. I sat down in a lounge chair and pulled Steph down to sit between my legs. She sighed and her entire body relaxed against mine. We sat silently watching the sky grow darker, never losing contact with one another. The quiet was more intimate than most conversations I'd had.
I watched her shiver a bit in the cool evening air coming off of the ocean and rubbed my hands up and down her arms to warm her. "Want me to grab a blanket? Or we could get in the hot tub."
"The hot tub sounds perfect," she replied softly.
I helped her up and then stood and followed her into the house to change. I was turning the hot tub lights and some music on when she walked back outside and my mouth went dry. She'd looked gorgeous in her swimsuit earlier, but this was every man's wet dream. She had on a tiny pink and black bikini that hugged her body perfectly.
"Holy shit, Angel," I breathed. "Come here."
She walked over to me and I wrapped her up in my arms, just holding her for a minute. I needed to regain some control desperately. She shivered again and I helped her into the hot tub and then sat down in it next to her, allowing the warm water to envelop our bodies.
"Mmmm, this feels amazing," she practically purred. I was in trouble. She was the very definition of alluring right now, with her head leaned back and eyes closed, a smile on her face. She looked perfect.
"I'm glad you like it, Baby," I replied, and I didn't even recognize my voice because it was so low and husky. She popped her eyes open and looked at me with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"Know what else I like?" she asked with a smirk. I couldn't form words so I just shook my head. "Mmmm...I like you, Cal. A lot. I like being here with you. Here in your home, but also here in the hot tub."
She stood up and walked toward me and my mouth was dry. Was I dreaming? She took my hands and placed them on her hips as she sat down on my lap, her legs on either side of mine.
"Oh god, I like it, too," I moaned. "So damn much." I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her close so we were chest-to-chest and then leaned in to take her mouth with my own. Our kisses earlier had been sweet but this was possessive and intense. Our tongues dueled for dominance and she wiggled her sexy little ass in my lap.
"You're so damn sexy, Cal," she moaned as she moved her kisses to my neck and chest.
"Steph, Baby, I want you. God, I want you. But don't you think it's a little soon to have sex?" I was quickly losing my self control.
"Can't we enjoy each other for a bit without having sex? I'll make sure you don't have to walk away unsatisfied this time," she offered. How the hell could I say no to that?
"You don't have to do that," I offered. I'm not sure my heart was in it, though.
"I want to, Sexy. Please let me make you feel as good as you made me feel."
My control broke, and I pulled Steph's mouth up to meet mine in a bruising kiss. She resumed moving her hips against mine and took my hands in hers, moving them up to her breasts. I massaged her soft, full mounds and was only encouraged by her moans and muttered curses. She moved her hands to untie the bottom string and I couldn't keep myself from moving to untie the top and throw her bikini top to the side of the hot tub.
I brought my mouth down to suck on and tease one nipple as my fingers rolled the other and felt her body start to shake with pleasure.
"Cal...oh god. More, please," she begged, and I obliged. I increased the suction and pressure on her tits and she responded by grinding her core down on my straining erection.
"I need to taste you," she muttered but I shook my head no.
"Not until you come again." I dove back in with my mouth and moved my free hand between her legs. I rubbed her overheated core and she began mumbling incoherently.
"Oh god. Yes, I need...I need…"
I took mercy on her and and slid my fingers under her swimsuit bottoms. I circled her clit with my thumb and plunged two fingers into her drenched pussy. She began to fall apart in my arms and pressed herself into me. She rode my fingers with abandon, and I suddenly wished we were in bed and I was buried inside of her. She shook as her orgasm overtook her and I covered her mouth with mine to swallow her screams. I pulled her tightly against me as she came down and just reveled in holding this woman. I was in deep, and I never wanted out.
She pulled her head up a few minutes later and kissed me sweetly. "My turn now," she informed me. "Sit on the side of the hot tub."
She stood up and pulled me to my feet. I sat down on the edge of the hot tub and she got on her knees in front of me. Christ, I was one lucky bastard. She kissed my chest and stopped to suck the skin into her mouth as she rubbed my nipples and I knew in that instant I would let her do whatever she wanted to me. She kissed her way down my abs and then started kissing and rubbing my dick through my swim trunks and I groaned.
"Fuck, Angel," I ground out. She reached for the top of my trunks and I lifted my hips to help her. She flung them on top of her swimsuit top and her eyes got big when she turned back around.
"Holy shit. He's huge. Omigod, yes!" I started laughing and she looked up at me in surprise. "Out loud again?" she asked.
"Yeah," I chuckled.
"I know how to keep my mouth from talking without permission," she mumbled, and then she leaned down and licked me from my base all the way up my shaft. Her tongue was hot and warm and oh-so-talented.
She wrapped her mouth around my head and I damn near came as she sucked me all the way into her talented little mouth. "Oh god, Baby. Yes," I groaned. I moved one hand to her head and tried not to thrust into her mouth. There was no way she could take all of me.
She used her hand to stroke my dick as she moved her mouth up and down and I threw my head back and cursed. She was so good at this. I'd never had an experience this intense. She swirled her tongue around my head and dove back down, her hand working me the entire time. My hips began to move on their own, but I tried to control them. I didn't want to scare her or make her stop. After several minutes of me gritting my teeth, she popped off and looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
"Cal?" she asked, and I nodded at her. "You're not going to hurt me, okay? It's okay to lose control a little. Hell, it's what I want."
"You sure?" I asked.
"Positive. I uhh...well, I like being a little submissive and out of control."
"Just tell me if it's too much," I demanded. She must have liked that stern tone of voice because she moaned.
"Yes, sir," she practically purred. "I'm on my knees in front of you telling you that I trust you completely."
Christ! That was it - I had no more control. I moved my hands to the back of her head and groaned when she took me back in her mouth. I thrust my hips up to meet her and pulled her down on my throbbing dick. I went to pull her back up but she shook her head and pushed herself down further until she started to gag. What the hell did I do to deserve a woman like this? For an alpha male like me, she was a fantasy.
"Mmm...you like that, Angel?" I asked, and she nodded and did it again. I began thrusting harder into her mouth, spurred on by her moans of encouragement, and soon I felt my balls begin to tighten. Steph must have known I was close because with the next thrust she pulled me even further into her throat and massaged my balls. "I'm gonna cum, Baby. If you don't want to swallow, you need to move," I warned her.
She shook her head and continued her assault, and before I knew it, I spilled violently down her throat. She swallowed and licked me clean and I slipped down into the hot tub and held her against me tightly.
"How'd I manage to find the perfect woman?" I asked rhetorically.
"I'm not perfect, Cal," she snorted.
"You're perfect for me, Angel. You okay?" I asked. I never would have tried that if she hadn't encouraged me.
"Yep, happy and satisfied and sleepy," she said with a yawn.
"Come on, bedtime," I encouraged her. I stood up with her in my arms and set her out of the hot tub. I stepped out next to her and dried her off gently, showing her the same kind of care she'd just shown me by taking care of me. I wrapped a towel around my waist and then bent down and swept her up in my arms. As I walked up the stairs she opened her sleepy eyes and looked up at me.
"Can I sleep in your room? Just sleep, I promise."
"I'd love nothing more, Baby."
I carried her into my room and set her on her feet in the bathroom with one of my shirts and a pair of boxers. I was already in bed waiting for her when she emerged, and I'd never felt more possessive of a woman than I did in that moment when I saw her looking well satisfied and wearing my clothes. She climbed into bed and I shut off the lamp and pulled her into my arms.
"Night, Angel," I whispered.
"Night, Cal."
