this is what it feels like // calum hood

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Moans so sinful and beautiful left Aly's lips, filling the room wall to wall. Calum watched her breasts bounce with every thrust, her back arching off the bed, his hands on her hips, her own tugging on the sheets.

"Cal," Aly's voice was cut short with a hard thrust, "I'm," another thrust, "Close," another thrust, her mouth hung open, eyes squeezed shut.

"Come on, baby," he cooed, bringing his fingers down to circle her clit, adding to her pleasure.

She clenched around him, her hands griping his shoulders as she came undone. His own climax not far behind her, with a few more strokes he pulled out, letting himself spill out all over her stomach.

Calum fell to the bed beside her. Both of their chests rising and falling while they came back down to Earth. After a couple minutes Calum rolled off the bed, making his way to the bathroom. Aly staid staring at the ceiling, not a single thought in her brain.

"Uhm," Calum stood at the end of the bed in front of her, Aly sat up on her elbows as he clean up the aftermath, "Can we not tell anyone about this?"

Aly nodded in full agreement, she looked up at him, "I can leave if you want," she nodded towards the door

"Stay," he slowly looked up at her with a smile, "Luke just can't find out."

"My sister can definitely never find out," Aly added to his point. Calum nodded in agreement.

"Then looks like we've only got one night," Aly smirked.

Calum smiled, his hand under her chin, bending down to kiss her again, "Round two?"

Aly bit her lip and nodded eagerly.

THE NEXT MORNING

Aly woke up, a slight headache forming in the back of her head. She slowly sat up, taking in her surroundings, a hotel room, but defiantly not her own.

She looked down at the bed next to her. Calum was still asleep, his face squished against the pillow. All of the memories came rushing back to her.

Aly slowly pushed herself out of the bed, being careful and quiet, to not wake Calum, as she collected her clothing from the floor. She put her dress back on and made her way to the front door, grabbing her purse and shoes from the floor before sneaking out of the room and rushing to her own room, which was just a floor above.

Aly showered and changed into sweatpants and hoodie before meeting her sister and Luke downstairs for breakfast.

"Hey, newlyweds," Aly smiled walking up to Sierra and Luke, who were standing waiting for her outside of the hotel's restaurant.

"Hi," Sierra turned with a tired smile.

"Have a late night?" Aly winked.

"How are you so awake right now? You're were just as drunk as her," Luke questioned.

Aly shrugged with a smile, "I just am, now let's eat!" Truth was that she just never got really bad hangovers, she popped some ibuprofen and was fine.

They got a table, all sitting staring at the menu while they waited for the rest of the wedding party.

Slowly the long table filled up with people. Only one person missing.