Aftermath

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*Explicit Content*

Cal moaned into his mouth, moving his arms to release her so she could slide from this lap. She hooked her fingers in his waistband and pulled his pants and underwear down until he was free from them.

"I want to touch you" Matthew groaned as Cal took him into her hand but before she could continue he gently grabbed her wrist. She let him guide her hand up to her mouth before she gave him a questioning look.

"Spit" he instructed, shocked, she remained still and stared at him like he'd lost his mind. Picking up on her confusion, Matthew leaned back against the wall and moved her hand to his mouth. He kissed her fingertips before cupping them and spitting in her hand himself. Then gently lowered it back to his throbbing erection and wrapped her hand around it.

Cal forgot to breathe, forgot what she was supposed to be doing. Then the haze broke and she moved her hand slightly against his cock. Matthew hissed and she quickly stopped. He grabbed her thigh and hiked it up so she was straddling his leg.

"Good job, baby" he encouraged urging her to keep going, so again she moved her hand, this time falling into a rhythm. Her hips moved against his leg of their own accord as she worked on him, jerking involuntarily as she brought him to his release.

"Lay down," Matthew said helping slide her from his lap and onto the bed. Slowly, he slid his fingers into her underwear and curled them into her burning core. Cal sucked in a shaky breath and cursed under her breath. His fingers moved in and out of her quickly but it wasn't enough. Just as her own fingers made contact with her clit Matthew's lips tickled her ear.

"Aren't you an eager girl?" He replaced her fingers with his roughly, causing a shock of pleasure to ripple through her.

"Matthew" she whined as he continued to tease her, changing rhythm. Her muscles were wound up, begging for release. Calpurnia panted as he grazed her clit again and pulled his hands from her pants. Distraught, and strung out she nearly sobbed at the thought of him stopping now. Matthew's mouth found hers and he kissed her roughly. "Please," she begged against his mouth.

He chuckled but relented and lowered his mouth to the sensitive skin, before plunging two fingers back in. Her hands gripped bed sheets, hair, skin, whatever she could find as he brought her over the edge. When she came down again, Matthew was coaxing her to relax and gently kissing her hair.

"Good girl, Callie" he whispered to her softly.

...

Calpurnia felt like she was under a spell as they prepared for their friends to arrive. She could hardly believe how much they'd accomplished by the time the doorbell rang the first time. A thrill ran through her and she looked to Matthew as he passed with an armful of odds and ends.

"I think it's O and Holden," he kissed her cheek briefly, "he said they were on their way a bit ago." She nodded and ran her hands down her thighs a few times before striding over to the door and swinging it open before she could chicken out. A bright smiling Holden stood behind it, holding an assortment of grocery bags and luggage.

"Look at you!" Cal rushed to grab some of the bags from her arm and usher her inside, Owen snuck in behind her, dropped some bags in the kitchen, and took off out the door again to grab the final few things. As soon as her arms were free Holden flung her arms around Cal and pulled her in for a hug.

"Congratulations Cal," she said softly almost in her ear, "I figured you didn't want to make a spectacle of it." Cal nodded in thanks and Holden moved her hands to pull Cal's into view and look at the ring. "Matthew refused to let any of us see it before he asked you. He was very adamant that he, we all really, be cautious of your privacy." Holden gave her hands a quick squeeze before releasing them. "He's a good one."