The Journey Home (Page 50)

The Journey Home(50)
Author: Kelly Elliott

“Cale, this ring is beautiful. This whole night has just been…beautiful.” I glanced over and my smile grew bigger just seeing the expression on Cale’s face. I closed my eyes and silently thanked God for bringing us back to together.

Cale pulled into the driveway of our house and put the car in park. When he looked at me, I found myself fighting to pull in air. I just couldn’t believe he was mine.

He placed his hand on my cheek and whispered, “So beautiful.” I smiled and placed my hand over his before he said, “I’m going to take you inside and make love to you all night, Maddie.”

My heart raced at the idea of being alone with Cale all night. I licked my lips and attempted to talk. “I…um…Cale.”

He smiled his panty-melting smile. “Tell me what you want, Maddie.”

I unbuckled my seatbelt and lowered my head. I looked at him through my eyelashes and bit my lip. “You, Cale,” I said. “I want you in every single way possible. And we have all night to make love. Right now, I want…more.”

Cale quickly got out of the car and came around to my side.

Before I knew it, Cale had me up against the wall in our living room, tearing my clothes from my body. I loved how he couldn’t seem to get to me fast enough, and my libido was cranked up as high as it would go. I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down. The moment his dick sprang free, I dropped to the ground and took him into my mouth. His long, hard shaft filled my entire mouth as I moaned.

“Yes,” Cale hissed through his teeth. He placed his hands on my head, controlling the rhythm. “Fuck, I don’t want to come in your mouth.” He lifted me and in one fast movement, my panties where gone and Cale was moving in and out of me as he held me up and against the wall.

“Harder. Cale,” I said. “I want it harder.”

He held me as I wrapped my legs around him and he walked us over to the sofa. He pulled out of me as he set me down.

“Get on the floor, Maddie, and put your hands on the sofa. I’m taking you from behind.”

I followed his instructions and, as soon as he slammed his dick into me, I screamed. The way he held my hips and moved in and out of me was building my orgasm. I loved being like this with Cale. It was raw and passionate. The sound of his breathing as he fucked me fast and hard had my body reeling with pleasure. I threw my head back and called out his name as my orgasm raced through my body.

“Feels amazing. Yes! Oh, God yes!” I shouted as I totally let go. If my mother could see me now, she’d be appalled. Cale and I had plenty of hot sex, but something about this felt so raw…heated…hot as hell. “Oh, Cale…yes…”

“Is…this…what…you…wanted?” Cale panted as he thrusted harder and faster.

“Yes!” I cried. “I’m going to come again! Fuck me harder, Cale! Faster!”

He gave me what I asked for and I was calling out his name almost incoherently.

“Maddie, I’m coming,” Cale said as he dug his fingers into me. He pushed in one last time and grunted as he came. I could feel his warmth spilling into my body. I reached down and touched my clit, only to cause myself to fall into another orgasm. I screamed out in pleasure as Cale continued to move in and out of me until we both collapsed onto the rug, dragging in breath after breath.

“Holy…shit,” Cale said, trying to catch his breath. “That wore the shit out of me.”

I let out a laugh. His chest was heaving, and just the sight of him had me turned on again. But I was exhausted, and I knew he was even more exhausted.

“Hottest moment of my life…so far,” I said, wiggling my eyebrows.

“Give me thirty minutes and I’ll be ready to go again,” he said.

I pushed him onto his back and crawled on top of him. I began grinding against him as I grabbed my breasts and played with my nipples. “Cale, you turn me on so much. I can never get enough of you.”

He grabbed my hips and closed his eyes. “Damn it, Maddie. You’re going to kill me. My dick can’t possibly function right now.”

I took my right hand and began touching myself as I dropped my head back. “Yes…ah…feels so good,” I whispered.

I could feel Cale’s dick getting harder and I smiled. “Why, Mr. Blackwood. You underestimated him.”

Cale sucked in a breath and mumbled something. I began rocking more. The harder his dick got, the more it rubbed on my clit. I moaned as I felt my orgasm building. “Ride me, Maddie. Ride me hard and fast.”

I lifted up some and sank down onto him and began moving up and down.

“Yeah baby,” he said, “That’s it. God, Maddie…”

“Seriously. You two fuck more than rabbits.”

I stopped moving. I quickly looked around. I didn’t see anyone. I mouthed to Cale, Is someone here?

He made a face and shrugged. “I don’t know,” he whispered. “Hello?”

“I’m in the kitchen.”

My mouth dropped open. “I thought you took the key from them!” I said as I ran down the hall to our bedroom. Cale was right behind me. He quickly closed the door.

“Shit,” he said. “I forgot to get it from them.”

I shook my head. “Damn it, Cale. He can’t keep walking in on us like that. Son of a bitch! I was about to have another amazing orgasm.”

I stomped my foot like a five-year-old, and I didn’t even care. Cale tried not to laugh, but I could tell he was holding it in. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

“I’m so sorry, baby. Let me go get rid of him.”

I grabbed Cale’s arm. “Don’t be mean to him. Just forceful.”

He nodded and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Be right back.”

I watched as Cale made his way to kick his best friend out of our house. I sat down on the bed and waited. After almost fifteen minutes with no sign of Cale, I got dressed and headed to see what was going on.

Walking into the living room, I saw the back porch light on. Through the sliding glass door, I saw Cale and Jack sitting out there. Cale had his hand on Jack’s back and appeared to be consoling him. I wasn’t sure whether I should let them be or go out there.

I was just about to open the door when my phone rang. I ran over to my purse and pulled it out. Monica was calling me.

“Hello?” It was silent until I heard her sniffle. “Monica? Are you okay?”