Aftermath

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*Explicit Content*

A gruff moan slipped from Matthew when she arched her back away from the wall to press into him. His hand against the small of her back kept her there. Cal pulled away from his lips and began kissing beneath his jaw, down his neck, the base of his throat. Her hand tugged at his unruly curls. She slid her free hand beneath his shirt letting her palm roam his bare skin. Matthew brought a hand up to her throat and gently tilted her head to plant his mouth on hers again. He stumbled backward and she let out a shivered breath. They only made it as far as the kitchen before he stopped and pressed her up against the cabinets to kiss her again.

"Mattie," she pleaded for something she couldn't comprehend. He hummed against her throat and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her underwear beneath her dress. He yanked them down, Cal's breath stuttered at the shock of the cool air against her hot core. He left her with nothing but a bra, her underwear pooled at her feet. She tugged at his shirt wanting to get rid of the fabric separating his skin from hers, but she shook his head.

"Not yet." He kissed her forehead, then lifted her up so her butt was perched on the edge of the countertop. The stone was cool against her bare, burning skin causing her to squirm. Matthew knelt down and spread her legs apart gently. He pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh, then the other. "Alright?" he asked, looking up through his eyelashes at her. The anticipation was nearly too much. She was finding it hard to respond but eventually, she managed a nod. Matthew squeezed her thigh, then blew a cool blast of air right against her feverish skin. She let out a hiss and her hips bucked so hard she would've slid off the counter if he hadn't been holding her there. Without hesitation he slid a finger inside her, then another, and began slowly, tantalizingly pumping them in and out of her.

"Faster," It wasn't enough, she needed more, she pleaded but he kept his steady pace, grazing her clit every couple of strokes. "Please," just when she thought he wasn't going to give her more, he moved forwards and swirled his tongue over her clit. Her thighs instinctively tightened and her head fell back. One hand found its way into the dark ringlets on his head and she gripped a fistful of them. Cal could no longer speak, moans sputtered from her mouth involuntarily, and his fingers thrust in and out of her at varying speeds.

"Mattie," she managed to get out, she was nearing her climax. He kissed the sensitive flesh on her inner thigh.

"Okay, baby" he whispered and grazed his thumb over her clit one more time as his fingers pounded into her and she came undone. Matthew stood and kissed her, his fingers still buried inside her. Cal's body went limp when he slid them out. He held her up against him and practically carried her into his bedroom. He walked her to the bed and she sat in front of him, on the edge.

Slowly she brought her arms up and started unbuttoning his shirt. He began at the top helping her and quickly rid himself of it. Calpurnia pressed a kiss to his stomach. She moved her hands to his pants and unfastened them swiftly. Allowing him to slide them off along with his briefs. Again, she kissed his stomach, peppering kisses over the hot skin.

When she took his erection in her hand and ran her finger over the tip he groaned. His hand went to her wrist but he didn't stop her, he just held her. Matthew let out a slew of curses under his breath before pulling back away from her and kneeling down in front of her. He took her bottom lip gently between his teeth before kissing her hard. When he pulled away he moved to whisper in her ear.

"Can I be inside you?" Cal took in a sharp breath and nodded against his forehead. He sucked the skin below her ear, tilting her head to give him more access but groaned and pulled away. She crawled up the mattress and settled, then pulled him over to her again. Matthew hovered over her, one hand flat against the bed beside her head, the other above the headboard against the wall. "Okay?" She nodded, and for good measure, she gently laced a hand around the base of his throat and pulled his head down to hers.

When he sunk himself into her, all of the air left Calpurnia's lungs. She squeezed his arm as her body adjusted, her eyes shut so hard she could see static.

"Slow," she whispered.

"Good," he encouraged, keeping still to allow her time. He brought his mouth to her collarbone and left sloppy kisses on her skin. Matthew slid his hands up her sides and took her breast in his hand. He ran his tongue over her nipple. She started to wiggle her hips a little, giving Matthew the okay to keep going. Slowly he pushed himself further in, again he remained still until Cal wrapped her legs around him.

"This is good?" Cal nodded with flushed cheeks.

"Yes" her voice was hoarse and breathy. She lifted her hips from the bed to meet his again. Matthew let his free hand trail up her thigh and grab her ass before holding her hips to him. He began moving again, helping pull her in to meet his thrust. Cal's breath shook the harder he pushed into her.

Calpurnia gyrated her hips against him desperately trying to get more friction. He maneuvered them so she was straddling him and took a moment to brush her hair back from her face. She brought her mouth down to his and slid her tongue between his lips. He moaned into her mouth. His hands drifted from her waist to her butt, palming a cheek in each hand. He helped her keep the pace by lifting her hips when her legs tired. She let out a yelp when he flipped her over so he was on top of her again.

The shock faded quickly as he slid a hand down to swirl against her clit. His thrusts were getting more and more sporadic the closer they both got to finishing. Calpurnia could feel heat pooling low in her abdomen, and her core tightening.

"Oh god," Cal's head rolled back when he slammed into her deeper than he'd gone yet. Her hips squirmed as he slid out torturously slowly before thrusting hard and deep again. She was going to cum. "Matthew," she tried but her words wouldn't come out.

"Not yet," he whispered, slipping a hand behind her neck and lifting her head enough to kiss her forehead. "Hold on a little longer baby." Cal hooked her arms under his, digging her nails into his shoulders, as he continued to slam into her. When his fingers went back to her clit a strangled cry fell from her lips. The pressure was building in her. Involuntarily her hips bucked.

"Mattie" she pleaded with a sob.

"I know baby, I know," he whispered. He sped up his thrusts again, getting sloppy and desperate. She writhed wildly beneath him. "Now," he bellowed. Her head fell back against the mattress as the shockwaves overtook her. Matthew's cock twitched inside her as he thrust sporadically through their orgasm. Calpurnia's body jerked beneath him. He rolled a little so he wouldn't crush her and collapsed onto the mattress.

Cal couldn't form words, her hands clung to the sheets she had fisted in the throes of her climax. She felt raw and tired. When Matthew stood up, she felt a shiver pass over her in the absence of his warmth next to her. He returned a few moments later with water and a washcloth. She remained still while he cleaned her off. His hands were soothing and gentle against the chafed skin. When he finished he helped her into a soft shirt to sleep in. Cal wrapped herself around him when he laid back down with her. Tucking her head beneath his jaw, wrapping her leg over his hip.

"Alright?" Matthew questioned after a moment. He played with the ends of her hair.

"Mhmm" she nodded, and she kissed his sternum lightly.

"I love you, Callie," he whispered just before she fell asleep.