Page 26 of The Calling of Caellaias
A few minutes later, Maeyve served me my breakfast and sat on the opposite side of the island with her plate. My stomach had finally settled, so I dug in. The pancakes were fluffy, buttery, and absolutely amazing. I wasted no time devouring them, not realizing how hungry I was.
Maeyve giggled as I glanced up at her. She was barely taking her second bite of food. Blushing deeply, I reached for my coffee and took a small sip. When she finished her food, she grabbed my plate and headed for the sink. I tried to convince her she didn't need to do the dishes because she cooked breakfast, but she stared me down and raised an eyebrow, insisting in her way that she was going to do them anyway.
While she washed the dishes, I stripped her of her jacket and deposited it on one of the barstools. Then, I placed kisses across her shoulder blades as she finished up. When she was done, she dried her hands and turned to face me. I looped my hands around her neck as her mouth descended onto mine, and she lifted me onto the island.
Unlocking our lips, I trailed kisses across her cheek to her ear, whispering, “Let's take this upstairs.” Then, I bit her earlobe softly, and she sharply inhaled. Without warning, she lifted me off the island and carried me upstairs.
I giggled as she dropped me onto my bed. When our lips collided again, she slipped her hand under my shirt to my breast, where her thumb and index finger found my nipple. She pinched lightly, and I gasped as pleasure coursed through me straight to my throbbing clit. Then, she moved to the other side, giving it the same treatment.
When her lips left mine, she kissed along my jaw to my neck, where she bit me hard enough it would leave a mark. I moaned and gripped her shoulders, loving the feel of it. She huffed a breathy laugh and kissed down my neck until she reached my chest.
Climbing off the bed, she urged me to sit up with her and pulled my shirt over my head. Then, she gently pushed me onto my back, where she continued stripping me of my pants and underwear. Once again, I was completely naked in front of this stunning woman, and I tried to cover myself.
She wagged her finger and kissed back up my body. When she reached my neck, she leaned in close and whispered, “If you cover yourself again, you will receive a punishment. I want to see all of your beautiful body.” As she sat up, she skimmed her hands over my skin. “These beautiful breasts, this smooth belly, those juicy thighs, and this pretty pussy—I want to claim every piece of you with my mouth and hands.” As she slid her hand over my wet center, my back arched.
Her touch felt so good that I never wanted her to stop. I sprung to my feet and claimed her lips again, hungry for her kiss and touch. Reaching for her shirt, I yanked it over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, making it easy for my hands to find her breasts and play with them. A small moan escaped her lips. Moving down, I slid her pants and underwear to the floor.
“I need you to understand that I've never been secure in my body. It's instinct for me to want to cover up. I'll try not to cover myself in front of you unless I want to feel what it's like to be punished,” I explained with a smirk.
She smiled back at me, and I pushed her onto her back, moving to kiss up her body. In my past relationships, I'd always been submissive to the men I was with. For the first time, I wanted to be in control.Would she let me dominate her?
When I reached her breast, I sucked a nipple into my mouth, rolling it around on my tongue before biting it. Her back arched as she grabbed onto my side tightly, digging her sharp nails into my skin. Releasing her nipple, I continued further down. Reaching her bikini line, I moved down to spread her thighs.
Before I could, she stopped me. "Come up here. I want you to sit on my face while you play with me. You won't be able to use that delectable mouth the same way,but I'm positive it'll still be amazing no matter what.”
I was nervous about doing as she asked. Being a bigger woman, I was afraid I would suffocate her, but she was insistent, so I moved to situate my pussy right above her face. I'd never done this before, so I tried to just hover over her mouth, but she grabbed my hips and pulled my warm, wet center onto her firm tongue. The contact had me moaning loudly. Her tongue swirled over my clit with expertise. For a moment, I couldn't focus on anything, but when she squeezed my hips, I remembered this wasn't just about me.
I skimmed my fingers down her side to the inside of her thighs. As I slid my fingers over her slick folds, she gripped my hips harder. Grazing my fingers up and down again, she stopped. I giggled as I placed a kiss on her belly and plunged two of my fingers into her. She gripped my thighs tighter, and her nails dug deeply into my flesh. I was sure she had broken skin this time, but to my surprise, pleasure coursed through me instead of pain. Moaning loudly again, she continued her pursuit while I plunged my fingers inside her as deep as I could. As I pumped them in and out, I felt the rigid spot I could only imagine was her G-spot and began rubbing it vigorously. The faster I moved my fingers, the faster she moved her tongue, and the tighter she gripped my hips. I felt my release building steadily until I couldn't hold on any longer and climaxed with a scream. With one last thrust of my fingers, Maeyve tumbled over the edge with me.
Exhausted, we flopped on the bed side by side.
“That. Was. Amazing,” I panted.
She laughed breathlessly and moved to face me. Looking her dead in the eyes, I sucked on each of my wet fingers slowly, savoring the flavor of her arousal. She just stared at me, and for the first time since I'd met her, she looked at peace.
Relaxing again, I asked, “What are you thinking?”
She closed her eyes and smiled. “Just how beautiful and perfect you are. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. How can you not see that? You're so kind andamazing to be around. How has no one snatched you up yet?”
Then, I laughed, trying to avoid answering the latter question. “I have a hard time seeing that about myself. I've always known I was pretty to some degree, but I'm overweight, and I've been bullied for it for the majority of my life.”
The next thing I knew, I was on my back, and Maeyve was pinning me down, glaring at me. “I want to get one thing straight with you. I don't care how overweight you think you are; you're beautiful just the way you are. I wouldn't change a single thing about you, even if I could.” When she finished speaking, she kissed me on the nose and let me go. Then she strolled to the bathroom, and I hurried to catch up.
Running the water in the tub, I held my hand under the stream until the temperature felt just right, then grabbed my bubbles and poured some in. I glanced at Maeyve, who was already bringing a towel and washcloth for each of us. I smiled, thanked her, and placed a quick kiss on her lips, which still tasted of me.
When the bathtub was full, I shut the water off, and we climbed in, sitting across from each other. As the water enveloped me, all the tight muscles I didn't realize I had relaxed. Letting out a sigh, I laid my head against the marble tub. Maeyve picked up one of my feet and began massaging it. I let out another soft sigh, and she giggled.
We sat there in comfortable silence as she massaged my feet and calves. Then, she grabbed a washcloth and my favorite soap and began washing me. She was gentle with every swipe of the cloth but made sure she didn't miss anything. After I was nice and clean, I grabbed the other washcloth, lathered it up, and did the same for her.
When we were both cleaned off, we took turns washing each other's hair. Maeyve massaged my scalp, and I was in heaven. I did the same when it was her turn, trying to massage her scalp as well as she had massaged mine. As I rinsed the conditioner from her hair, I realized how peaceful she looked again. I had a feeling no one had ever cared for her like this, either.
After ourbath, I decided I didn't want to go outside anymore, so I put on some pajamas and found some I thought might fit Maeyve while she relaxed at my cabin. When we were comfortable, we wandered downstairs to find something to do. The first thing Maeyve saw was my movie collection, so we picked a few to have a movie marathon. While I went to the kitchen to make popcorn, I asked Maeyve to grab some blankets.
By the time the popcorn was prepared, Maeyve had already settled on the couch, found the remote, and got the first movie queued up. As I walked over, I placed the popcorn on one side of her and plopped down on the other side, cuddling up to her. We watched movie after movie until I fell asleep.
Chapter seventeen
Anevae
