My baby daddy (Casualty)

ThirtyFour

Alyssa opened the door to see Cal. She looked to him and sighed. "Can I help you?" She asked.

"I wanted to see the girls. If that's okay?"

"Sure. I don't want you to not see them. They are your girls too. I just don't like how you're letting an innocent hug ruin things with us," Alyssa said.

"I know. And I'm sorry. I just want to make things work. And for us to be okay. I miss how things were."

"Come on. They're about to go to bed. So you can take them if you want to," Alyssa said.

Cal walked into the house. He saw Poppy and picked her up. "Daddy has missed you my angel girl. Daddy is back now," he told her.

Cal and Alyssa put the girls to bed. Alyssa grabbed his hand and smiled. "I want you."

"I want you too."

Cal watched as Alyssa got down on her knees. She pulled his trousers down. He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.

Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.

Alyssa released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Cal tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.

"Beautiful." He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.

She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.

Cal's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.

He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.

Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.

Alyssa's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.

He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.

Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."

Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box. "Babe. Thank god you remembered that," she said.

Cal lifted her shirt pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.

"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.

"You okay?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.

"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned than spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.

Cal's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry. He appeared content with the position, something Mila wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.

His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons.

His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.

Alyssa dropped to the bed again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage.

She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.

More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso.

She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.

He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow. Cal's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"

"Do it again Knight."

He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint. When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit,

Her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.

Cal lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed.

Alyssa moaned as Cal pulled out of her. He looked to her and smiled. "So. How was that?" He asked.

Alyssa grinned and looked to him. She smiled. "It was good. Better than good. Always amazing with you," she said as she cuddled into him.

Cal looked to her and sighed. "I know it hasn't been easy lately. But I just want us to try and make it work. I don't want Iain coming between us. We can't let him."

"I know. I don't want that either. I just want to be with you. So please, can we start over?" Alyssa asked.

Cal nodded and sighed. "We can try."

***
Alyssa went into the work the next morning. Cal had taken the day off to spend with the girls. Alyssa saw Bailee and walked over to her. She smiled. "How's my Bella?" She asked.

"She's fine. She's doing a whole lot better. She's an angel. Connie thinks she has a long way to go still. Iain has been spending time with her. We're trying to be friends for her sake. But it's hard. With everything that's happened. I just need to make sure Bella is okay."

"Yeah I get that."

"How are things with Cal? I heard about the hug. And I know it hasn't been easy," Bailee said.

Alyssa nodded. "He came over last night. And we had sex. We both agreed to try again. So I guess that's good," she said. She knew all too well she needed to make it work.

Knowing that she couldn't cope if it all went wrong again. She smiled to her best friend. "You think you and Iain will ever give things a go?" She asked.

"I don't know if I'm being honest."

***
Alyssa walked into the living room. She saw Cal asleep with the girls and smiled. She knew that she was going to do all she could to make it work.

But would it really be as simple as she thought it would be? Or would something else get in the way?