Lynx Book 3: A Callie Torres Story

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Jada was confused when she woke up to a guitar. She thought it was a dream at first, but then she noticed that the bedroom door was open and Callie was standing at the foot of the bed strumming on the guitar.

"Calliope? What are you doing?"

Callie only looked back at Jada and smiled.

"We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January.

And this is our place, we make the rules
And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear.

Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?
Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home
You're my, my, my, my
Lover.

We could let our friends crash in the living room
This is our place, we make the call
And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you.

I've loved you four summers now, honey, but I want 'em all.

Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever).

You're my, my, my, my
Lover.

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?
With every guitar string scar on my hand
I take this magnetic force of a girl to be my lover
My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue.

All's well that ends well to end up with you
Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover
And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me
And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover
Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever).

You're my, my, my, my
Oh, you're my, my, my, my
Darling, you're my, my, my, my
Lover."

Jada sat up in bed with her hand covering her mouth. "Baby, what's all this?"

"You wanted me to sing for you," Callie began. "Instead of singing you one of those old songs I wrote, I wanted to write one for you."

"Baby, that was amazing," Jada said as she began to cry. "That was so sweet, oh my gosh."

Callie pulled the guitar strap over her head and leaned it against the end of the bed. "Baby, was that about me?" Jada asked.

"Yeah," Callie replied immediately. "You're my lover."

"Come here, baby," Jada said softly as she sat up in bed.

Callie obliged and walked towards the bed and sat down beside Jada. Jada grabbed Callie's face in hers, and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

"I didn't think you would do that," Jada admitted before kissing Callie again. "You were so adamant about not singing in front of me."

"I know how much you like listening to me sing," Callie said. "And I love you. I like singing in front of you because I love you."

"Lay with me, Callie."

When Jada laid down, Callie flopped onto her back as well. It wasn't a second before Jada had topped Callie. "You know why I like hearing you sing?"

"Please tell me," Callie said from below Jada as she felt Jada began to roll her hips into hers.

"I love hearing your voice," Jada said, leaning over and kissing her lips again. "And you singing makes me horny. Like, really horny."

"You're horny?"

Jada nodded profusely. "I'm so horny."

Callie put her hands behind her back. "What do you want me to do about that?"

"I want you to lay here, Calliope. And I want you to let me fuck you."

With a smile stretched across Callie's face, she spread her legs out and pulled Jada against her. "I can certainly do that." She then added, "I like this side of you. I like dominant you. You should do that more often."

"I didn't know me singing for you would be so much of a turn on."

"Callie, basically everything you do turns me on."

Jada reached up and slowly pulled Callie's shirt above her head. She then had to pull Callie's body against hers to unclip Callie's bra from behind.

"I haven't told you recently, but you have very nice boobs," Jada said seductively as Callie's breasts popped free of the restraints. Jada tossed the bra somewhere behind them. "You have really nice boobs."

Flattening Callie into the mattress, Jada kissed her way down between Callie's breasts. Callie gasped and relaxed as Jada's lips began to tug at her nipples.

"I can get used to this."

•••

"So, baby, have you thought of anymore songs?" Jada asked as she struggled to catch her breath.

"I have," Callie replied as she rolled onto her side. "They're going to be about you."

"Callie, you don't need to write an entire album about me," Jada was quick to protest.

"It's not all about you," Callie answered. "It's about how all my failed relationships led me to you and that you're the best thing to ever happen to me."

Jada smiled and kissed Callie's cheek softly. "I love you."

With a smile, Callie replied, "I love you too. I'm so in love with you that I don't need to write breakup songs because none of that matters anymore. I have you, and I love you."