Redesigned by Fate

| twenty-four

"The TV can wait," Callan replied, reaching behind his back to lift his shirt over his head.

"Eager much?" I followed suit, shedding my uniform and leggings followed by my bra and thong.

Callan stood next to the tub and held out his hand, his eyes dipping to caress my body before meeting my gaze once more. "Allow me."

Giggling, I placed my hand in his, and he helped me into the deep tub. The warm water felt heavenly, the smell of the bubble bath a mix of vanilla and coconut.

Callan's eyes locked onto the swells of my breasts, just above the sudsy bathwater. "Are you just going to stand there?" I smirked.

"Nope, getting in." In the blink of an eye, his jeans and briefs hit the floor. He lifted one muscular leg after the other until he was submerged under the bubbly water across from me. Callan leaned back, spreading his arms out along the sides of the tub, a come hither smile on his lips. I'd caught sight of his erect penis as he stepped inside, and desire pooled in me.

"Come here," Cal said. "I'll make it worth your while."

That was an enticing offer, no doubt. Leaning back against his chest, his strong arms came around me, enveloping me in warmth. I tilted my head back to look up at Cal, and he lowered his lips to mine, kissing me at a pace that said he had nowhere else to be in the entire world. I lost myself as his hands glided across my skin.

Using the suds from the bath, he gently massaged my arms with his strong fingers. He broke our kiss to shift me forward slightly, his hands finding my neck. I hung my head as he kneaded and rubbed all my tension away. After that, he lowered his lips to all of the places he'd just touched, causing my skin to break out in goosebumps. Lifting my hair aside, Callan kissed the dip between my neck and shoulders.

My plan to give him attention to thank him for his sweet gesture was falling by the wayside. I'd had no idea how badly I needed this.

"Mm... that feels so good."

"Yeah? What about this?" He asked, his lips traveling up the side of my neck to my ear. I melted against him, shutting my eyes, focusing on the sensation that sent flutters to my belly.

"So nice..."

"You've seemed stressed and tired lately," he said. "I thought this might help you sleep well tonight."

Clutching his forearms, I looked into his brown eyes. "That's really sweet. Thank you."

Cal placed a soft kiss on my lips. And even though his desire was obvious as it pressed against my lower back, he never once tried to go further. Of course, I wanted him to. But I also couldn't deny how nice it was to have him hold me and ask me about my day while showering me with affection.

I told Callan about my frustrating shift at work, and he told me about how his assistant, Tanner, had been doing great watching over Reed Realty for him while we finished the renovation. All the while, he held me tight, the bubbles in the tub slowly evaporating, the temperature dropping. I didn't want to get out. Not ever. But soon, we'd both be sitting in a tub of cold water, and there was nothing relaxing about that.

"You're freezing," Cal said. "Stand. I'll grab you a towel."

Shivering, I wrapped my arms around myself and watched as he reached for a towel on the shelf niche we'd strategically built into the wall directly next to the tub. I was jealous of the tiny droplets of water that slid down his hard body. I wanted to touch every inch of Cal, just as they were.

He helped me out of the tub and wrapped the towel around my waist before pecking me on the forehead and grabbing his own towel.

My heart exploded. In the last half hour alone, my emotional connection to Cal intensified, my desire for him became unparalleled. Brie was right... Nick would always be my first, but someone else was going to be my last.

"Let's go to bed," I said, taking his hand and guiding him into the bedroom.

"You want me to set up the TV or just go to sleep?" He asked.

I dropped my towel in reply. "No TV. No sleep."

Cal's lip twitched, a sultry look taking over his expression. "Oh, really?" He invaded my personal bubble, dropping his towel to the floor next to mine. Our naked, half-wet bodies hummed with anticipation.

"Yes. I'm not going to stop things this time," I whispered, hoping he knew what I meant.

Cal searched my eyes for a moment before gently nudging me back the few feet until I made contact with the bed. We collapsed onto it, the contact waking a feverish desire inside us both. And when Cal shifted so he lay on his back with me on top of him, my first instinct was to be shy. I'd been this vulnerable in front of a man only a handful of times in my life before this. It wasn't my body I was insecure about, it was my inexperience. But his gentle eyes coaxed me out of my shell, revealing a side to myself I hadn't known before. This time, when he made me orgasm with his hand, I didn't let my shouts of pleasure embarrass me, I embraced them.

And when I caught my breath, I took his cock in my hand with confidence, looking directly at him while I stroked him up and down until he began to writhe under my touch. Out of breath, he said, "are you sure you want to... cause I'm going to... if you keep–"

Releasing him, I nodded. "I'm on the pill. And yes, I'm sure." And then I kissed him hard. His cock bobbed between us, resting against the flutter of excitement in my belly. Without allowing myself one second to overthink, I guided him inside me. With a deep inhale, I took him in as far as he'd go, focusing on the intense pressure. Focusing on the pleasure. My hips moved without thought, moving to meet his quick thrusts.

Cal's hungry lips captured mine as he pumped into me, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to climax. I broke the kiss, letting out a whimper of pleasure as I arched my back, planting one hand on the bed for balance as I bounced over Cal's length. Our bodies slapped together, our gasps grew louder, out of control. Callan's lips were parted, his hooded eyes focused on me, amplifying my arousal.

"You are... fucking sexy, Pres. God. Look at you," he said, his voice strained as his hips continued their frantic momentum. He drove his cock into me in a way I'd never felt before. I lost my balance, collapsing onto him, gripping his shoulders as an intense orgasm rippled through me.

And seconds later, he unraveled, too. The loud, possessive moan that escaped his lips was a sound I knew I'd never forget.

We were still for a long while, holding each other, basking in the glow of that first-time-together sex. Eventually, I moved from my resting place on Cal's firm chest to look into his eyes. He wore a drowsy smile, looking handsome as ever. One hand on my cheek, he pulled me closer for a quick kiss.

"You good?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yes. Thank you for tonight."

"Did you just thank me for sex? Next you're going to offer to pay me?" He smirked.

"You wish. The thanks was for the massage, the bath, and for being so thoughtful. The sex was okay, too."

"Okay? That's it?" He arched a brow. "Because I thought it was pretty damn amazing."

It was more than that. My entire body was still tingling from the experience. The orgasms were great, sure, but what I really loved was the intimacy... that feeling of being as close to someone as you could possibly ever get and not wanting to run away.

"All right. I didn't want to inflate your ego any more than it already is, but you're right. It was amazing," I said, leaning in to nibble Cal's bottom lip, which turned quickly into a heated make-out session, which then escalated further. The second time around was somehow better than the first.

In a post-sex daze, I ambled to the bathroom to clean up while Cal got to work setting up the TV. When I returned, Cal motioned for me to lay my head on his chest. I snuggled into him, sated and deliriously content.