No, Mom, she doesn't.The idea guts me, so I slide on my practiced smile. Let's move this conversation train into the next station.
I know Calliope isn't for keeps. But I'm sure as hell not ready to let her go just yet.
* * *
Calliopeand I return to our room after the reception, riding the same elevator where we damn near consummated our relationship earlier that day. I won't say I'm not tempted to hike her skirt up and take her from behind, but I'm keeping my libido in check and our clothes on.
Except for her heels, which Calli carries in one hand. The height difference between us is even more noticeable now, but it only ups her appeal. She’s the most adorable woman I've ever met.
Along with gorgeous, sexy and delicious. There's an array of adjectives.
I open the door to our room, a bottle of wine and two glasses tucked under my arm. The party for Calliope and me is far from over.
She groans, collapsing on the bed in a huff. "Heels are the devil.”
I grin, popping open the wine and pouring us each a glass. "Maybe this will take the edge off for you."
She rises onto her elbows, accepting with a smile. “It was a beautiful wedding. Thank you for inviting me.”
"You're most welcome.”
She flushes, but I'm not sure if it's because of my heady stare in her direction or that she's noticed my rapidly swelling erection. "I'm going to pop into the shower, put on some comfy clothes."
"How about we take a shower together, and then I spend the evening exploring your body? I rushed the first time. I want to take my time tonight."
"I like the way you think." Standing in front of me, she pulls her hair to one side. "Unzip me?"
I lower the zipper, my hands slipping under the panels of her dress to caress her skin, sliding the material down her body. With trembling fingers, I flick open her bra, letting it glide down her arms and leaving her clothed in nothing more than a lacy g-string.
My hands move down the length of her body, hooking in her underwear as she elicits a giggle.
"Think you can keep this pair intact, Dr. Russo?"
I chuckle against her skin, my mouth nipping gently at her nape. "No promises."
Although it's tempting as hell to rip the fabric from her body, I opt to let them survive another day. Sinking to my knees, I push them down her legs, all the while dropping kisses along her ass and hips. "Lay on the bed."
"What happened to our shower?"
"I can't wait that long." To prove my point, I flip her around to face me, burying my head between her thighs as my tongue flicks against her clit.
"Holy hell, Keegan." Calli pants out my name, her voice breaking as she threads her fingers in my hair.But she isn’t stopping me. Far from it.
She widens her stance, arching her hips and holding my head firmly against her pussy. Begging me to continue my exploration and growing wetter by the second.
Fuck, but she’s irresistible. Every inch of her real and utterly delicious.
I work Calli over, my fingers pushing deep inside her as my tongue teases her open. "I'm going to make you come so many times tonight," I murmur, delivering a bite to her thigh as she writhes against my hand. "I want you screaming my name."
She backs up a step, climbing onto the mattress. Crooking her finger at me, Calli rises up on her knees, those nimble fingers making quick work of the buttons on my shirt. Her tongue flicks against my skin, dancing across my chest as she pulls off my belt.
I shuck my pants, bucking against her hand as she strokes my cock, her slender fingers wrapping around my shaft. I run a finger along her lower lip, groaning when she sucks the digit into her mouth, her tongue twirling along the tip.
Somehow, I knew she'd be this sexually free, and that idea only makes me hotter. She's a lady to the outside world and totally uninhibited in the bedroom.
Yep, I'm definitely in love.
When she lowers her head to my cock, the sweet suction of her mouth damn near makes me come right then and there. Her talented tongue traces along my length, those gray eyes sparkling with passion as she drives me out of my mind.