Aftermath

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*Explicit Content*

She opened her mouth and snapped it shut, trying to form words while he kissed her neck and touched her that way. Finally, she shook her head no, reaching for him again. But he halted his movements and stopped her reaching.

"Words, Callie," he said this time against her lips, and moved his hand away from her breast down her torso again, teasing the waistband of her underwear. "Are there any objections?"

"No" she rushed out shuddering when he slid his hands roughly into her underwear sliding his finger against her hot, slick skin. She whined when his hand trailed back up her torso and wrapped lightly around her throat.

"Good girl." He said against her mouth. Cal's hips lifted of their own accord, making contact with Matthew's knee as he pressed into her. She felt his smile against her mouth as she moved against him. "I could kiss you all day." She reached up and yanked him close by the collar of his shirt. Her head was spinning and her hips all but jerking.

"Please" she begged through a stuttered breath. Her chest heaved against his. Matthew chuckled and kissed her one last time before sitting back on his knees and undoing his shirt quickly. Cal stumbled over the buttons on the front of her dress trying to unbutton them efficiently.

"Let me." His hands replaced hers and swiftly unfastened them, then slid the fabric off her shoulders. "So, beautiful Callie." Her hands pressed against his chest as she slid her legs out from under her.

"Stand up," she whispered pushing him towards the edge of the bed. He obliged getting up from the bed. He stood in front of her, and she lifted her hands and unbuttoned them, and pulled the zipper down slowly. When he grew impatient with her teasing he shooed her hands away and yanked them off quickly.

"Now you," he said lifting her by her hands to stand in front of him. She pressed a kiss to his chest, then stretched to kiss his lips. Her hands tugged at his dark curls as he kissed her back, he groaned spinning her around to pin her against the wall. She felt his fingers working down her back into the waistband of her underwear to cup her butt and push her hips harder into him. Cal pulled away gasping for air. Matthew took the opportunity to slip her underwear off completely.

"Matthew." Her thoughts were so jumbled with desire she couldn't form a coherent sentence when his finger slid inside her. Her hands found his shoulders and held on, firm.

"So good" he whispered in her ear then pulled his finger out of her letting them graze her clit as he did. She nearly lost her footing, but Matthew caught her waist and sat back on the bed pulling her with him. He left a slew of wet open-mouthed kisses on her torso, her hands held his face to her desperate for more.

Calpurnia pushed his head away when she couldn't take it anymore, moving to straddle his lap. Matthew guided her legs around him intentionally rubbing her hot core against his throbbing erection. Her head fell back involuntarily at the contact, skin blazing, and hips jerking.

"You're so sexy when you're hot and bothered." he groaned into her chest. Her hands pushed him away and pulled him closer, she was desperate for more. For anything. Finally, just as she was about to beg, he lifted her hips and sunk into her in one swift thrust. Cal's hands slammed down on his chest hard as he pulled nearly all the way out and thrust in harder.

"Fuck." she stammered biting her lip when he pounded into her again. She lifted her arms above him and white-knuckled the headboard. Matthew pushed harder into her kissing her chest hungrily. She could feel her muscles beginning to tighten, but it wasn't enough. Calpurnia slid one of her hands between them to rub her clit, she'd just barely made contact when he gripped her thighs and slammed into her as hard as he could.

"That's going to drive me wild," he panted against Cal's skin, "you touching yourself on top of me like that." Mathew's words were nearly a growl. She could only manage a feeble nod as her legs began shaking at the sensation. Goosebumps broke out across her sticky skin and a desperate whine escaped her lips as she started to lose composure. Cal's movements became frantic, fingers losing their rhythm, and hips bucking wildly as he rocked into her.

"Mattie" she cried out warning him. He moved grabbed her hands and pulled out of her, pushing her back against the mattress and she nearly sobbed at the loss of contact. But just as quickly as it was lost, Matthew pinned her hands above her head and slammed his hips into her so hard she saw stars. She pulled her arm free from his hold and wrapped her arms around his neck lifting her hips to meet his as his thrusts became more erratic. Her breath hitched and her knees buckled as she lifted herself again.

"You're killing me." He breathed. Her fingers pressed into his skin as he continued, bringing his mouth to her neck and nipping at the skin lightly. She pulsed hard around him, the tension pooling in her gut dissolving into pleasure. Cal gasped for air, loosening her arms from his neck and falling back against the mattress too weak to hold on.

"Oh god," she cried out, her body convulsed under him as he continued through her orgasm grunting wildly. Matthew only lasted a second longer before she felt him give a final jerk and still inside her a stream of curses running from his lips. Neither of them moved for a moment, desperately trying to catch their breath. But when he couldn't hold himself up any longer, he gently slid out of her and collapsed beside her on the bed. It felt like hours before either of them spoke, but it was Matthew that broke the silence.

"Let's get cleaned up." Calpurnia had nearly fallen asleep, her eyes closed and limbs heavy with exhaustion. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times trying to process what he said, but couldn't come up with anything. Finally, she turned her head to look at him and he let out a small chuckle before kissing her gently. "I'll be right back." She didn't even manage a nod.

Cal hissed when the cool rag touched her, tensing away as Matthew rubbed it over the sensitive flesh. He was gentle but thorough, then helped her into a shirt to sleep in. The last thing he had her do was drink a few sips of water. She didn't remember him leaving the room again but woke up when the bed jostled as he climbed in beside her. In the middle of the night, she woke and his back was to her. Calpurnia reached for him and he stirred, rolling onto his back and lifting his arm so she could cuddle in before resting his arm on top of her. She closed her eyes and tried to fall back asleep, but found she couldn't stop her thoughts and the excitement of the day before.

"What is it?" He murmured sleepily. She had tried to stay still and not disturb him, but she should've known he'd realize one way or another.

"I'm just so excited." She whispered back tracing patterns on his chest with her finger lightly. "You're my husband" she gushed, he hummed in agreement and squeezed her lightly.

"Callie Moreno," he said adjusting slightly before getting comfy again, he didn't speak for a long minute before he added, "My wife."

"Mhmm," she said softly, "go back to sleep." Normally he'd argue, but he didn't say anything. Calpurnia fell asleep before she heard anything else from him.