Saving Calen

29.

Smut ahead

Aylah's POV

I wake up to the sound of his heart beating.

I lift my head from his chest and see him staring down at me. His large body stretches underneath mine, making the prefect bed.

The warmth his body emits consumes me. It baffles me how he can have such a low opinion of himself when he's the embodiment of good.

"Hey, beautiful." He speaks low because everyone else in the house is fast asleep in their rooms.

"Hey. Did you get some sleep?" He just shakes his head.

This man needs sleep before his mind melts. The idea growing in my head sends butterflies shooting to my stomach, but I do it anyway.

"I can help with that."

Then I remember and I'm stopped in my tracks.

As if reading my mind, he lifts my chin up.

"It's not your fault, Aylah."

"I'm sorry, Calen. I'm so sorry she did that to you. If this is too much we don't have to do anything."

He shakes his head. "I'm not about to let her get in the way of something I want so badly."

I lean up and kiss him. It starts off slow and steady, but quickly grows until we're both fighting for dominance. He slowly starts to sit us up but I refuse.

"Uh, uh baby. Just relax."

His eyes grow lusty as he catches on. He watches me through hooded eyes as I start kissing his neck and slowly move down his body.

A low hum sounds from his chest as I kiss a line down his stomach. I let my hands travel up his pants until I feel his growing length. I ghost my hand over it and his hips thrust up, just slightly.

"What, handsome? Need something?" I tease. His eyes spring to mine. They're so dark that the green seems to disappear.

"Don't tease me, gorgeous. You'll regret it."

I squeeze my own legs together as I continue down his body. I take a moment and pay special attention to the mass amounts of scars that cover his torso. As I do this, small sighs escape his lips.

Finally, I slowly lower his pants. He springs free and I waste no time. I lower my mouth over him and he moans.

Moans.

I bob my head up and down, not being able to fit the entire thing in my mouth.

His hands travel down and take my shirt off. They come back up and gather my hair into a ponytail.

"Is this okay?" He asks.

I nod, my body completely turned on.

He sinks me back down onto him, making me take his entire length. I gag but stay put.

"That's so fucking good." He growls.

I feel the heat between my own legs grow but ignore it. Tonight's about him.

He pumps my head up and down as I try desperately to take all of him. Tears stream down my face as I coat him in saliva.

"You're so gorgeous like this."

He runs a thumb across my tears and continues to pump into me at a brutal pace. The sight before me is ridiculously sexy.

His head tosses back, his chest heaving, his muscles rippling as he thrusts into my mouth is enough to get me off then and there.

"Fuck." He moans out as his hips snap up in a more sloppy manner. I can tell he's close.

I look up at him and bat my eyes at him. He opens his eyes one last time before he grabs me with both hands and thrusts one last time.

I sputter as he comes.

"Swallow it for me, baby." He demands as he grips my hair.

And I do.

He relaxes back into the couch and I scoot up his body, placing kisses as I go. I assume he doesn't want to kiss me and I decide to rest on his chest.

"Excuse me." He says. I look at him in confusion.

"What?" I ask.

"You didn't kiss me."

I smirk and peck him on his lips.

"The fuck was that?"

He grabs my neck and kisses me. Hard. His mouth moves with mine as he nips at my bottom lip.

I open and his tongue takes control. The kiss is so intense that I catch myself moaning into him. He tries to sit up with us again, but winces. I can tell he's trying to cover it, but he fails.

"Baby, you need to rest. Let's go to bed." I say.

"But don't you want to finish?"

"Not with you as sore as you are, my love. Make it up to me later." I wink at him and we head to the room.

We climb in bed and I go to turn off the light.

"Uh, leave it on." He says, looking down. "Please."

I blink back my hurt for him and leave the light on before climbing in next to him.

"I'm sorry, I'll sleep on the couch so you can sleep in the dark." He starts to get up, but I won't let him.

"Absolutely not. We're never sleeping apart. Ever." I say with determination.

He smiles at me and nods.

"Yes ma'am."