August

Chapter Sixteen

Opening her eyes the following day she immediately checked her phone, her mind thinking about him. She saw a message, smiling immediately as she read it.

-Leaving now, I'll be there in a few hours. Can't wait to see you.

She had slept well after he had messaged her the previous night, when he told her if he could call and a big smile appeared on her face, knowing she was in his thoughts.

She got up, had some breakfast and started to get ready, the message was sent a couple hours before, which meant he could have been there in any moment. She put on the new things she had bought the previous day, wanting to show him her new look, hoping he would have liked it. When she heard her phone ringing she had never answered that fast to a phone call.

"Hey, open the door" it was all he said before she rushed to the door.

Opening it she found Cal standing in front of her, a bouquet of red roses in his hands. She gave him a big smile before pulling him from the collar of his shirt, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him hard. He stumbled inside her apartment, kicking the door close with his foot and wrapping his free arm around her waist. His taste filled her mouth and she couldn't help but moan at the sensation.

"If that's what I get after leaving for a day I need to do it more often" he chuckled.

"I missed you" she admitted.

"I missed you too. Here, those are for you, a way to say I'm sorry for leaving you alone all of a sudden" he said softly, offering her the flowers.

"Thank you, they are beautiful" she put them on the table, being careful not to ruin them.

"I like the new look, I leave you alone for twenty-four hours and you change your whole style. If you needed to do it before you could have always told me, I would have come with you" he chuckled, also feeling a bit worried she might have postponed something she wanted to make just to go out with him.

"Glad you like it. It was a random thought actually, I had been thinking about it for a while but I had never found the courage to do it. Then yesterday I didn't really know what to do, had a lot of time for myself, to think, and came up with this sudden decision" she explained.

"Glad you did it, you look beautiful" he kissed her again, running his hand on her back, making her shiver.

She had missed his touch so much, she swore she had felt it in her dreams that night. his taste had become addicting, she was totally incapable of pulling away form him, she could have never been able to forget it. Everything about him was now printed permanently in her mind, his touch, the way his beard felt under her fingertips, how he hold her close, his tongue slowly dancing with hers. They needed to talk, but as soon as she tried to part their lips in order to talk she felt her back hit the wall and a soft moan leaving her mouth. Screw talking, there would have been time to talk, now she needed him more than everything.

She started unbuttoning hiss shirt, his hands already under her clothes, caressing her skin with his big and warm hands. He picked her up, carrying her to her bedroom as her lips sucked on his pulse point. Soon clothes and words became useless as the room filled with their moans of pleasure, their bodies connecting, their souls finding each other.

She laid her head on his naked chest, still panting, her heart beating loud against his ribs as his hand caressed her back slowly and softly as always, his fingertips barely touching her skin. She had noticed how differently he touched her depending on the place of her back his hands were roaming on. He felt more free to run his hands on her lower back, however, his touch lightened whenever he reached the upper part, where she had more scars.