Chapter 50
Calch
Leah is hiding something from me. Two months have passed since we lost our daughter, and although we are still grieving. things are better or at least 1 thought they were until Leah started acting strange. I can’t put my tongue on it, but it’s like there’s something on her mind that she can’t or doesn’t want to put into words
One morning. I have enough and roll over to where she is sleeping. “Leah?” I ask, hugging her smaller body to mine until I’m the big spoon. It feels nice having her back flush against my as “Are you awake?”
No answer, but her lips twitch–my little diva is pretending to be asleep. So mischievous.
I smile to myself before pressing my lips against the bottom of her car. She shivers, and I chuckle close to her ear, “Pretending to be asleep now, are we?”
She shivers again. “Don’t do that.”
“Do what?” I ask into her ear.
“Talk in that voice.”
I have to bite back the laugh, wanting to come up my throat. Goosebumps have broken out over her skin that’s exposed and not hidden by the white duvet. It gives me a little high knowing I’m the one who made her react like this.
My lips curl into a smirk. “So, you have an abs fetish, and you also get turned on by the sound of my voices”
“Oh my god, I don’t have an abs fetish!”
“So it’s just my voice that turns you on, then?”
She releases a “Hmpt!” sound and tries to escape from my arms, but I don’t let her go. I hold her close to me, chuckle against her skin, and press kisses to her neck.
A gasp leaves her lips. “Caleb, we shouldn’t- Her voice trails off when I nibble her skin.
She tastes divine. My cock immediately hardens, but I worry it might be too early for sex. Leah hasn’t wanted to have it since returning from the hospital, and I understand why, Still, I can’t fight my own arousal.
Leah’s breath hitches when my hands explore her soft body, feeling her curves underneath the duvet. I’m so happy she isn’t wearing any underwear. We are in Spain, and since it’s so hot, she sleeps naked. I love it since it gives me easy access to her body, and I happily trail my fingertips along her inner thigh, inching higher and higher until I realize she is literally dripping wet. It’s coating her skin, and I pause, wondering if it would be okay to finger her clit.
1 gently stroke her inner thigh, not wanting to overstep but not strong enough to stop.
My eyes flicker to hers as I lift my head. “Leah.” I murmur while holding her gaze. “Can I touch you? I want to make you feel good.”
She lets out a soft whimper, her body trembling slightly against mine. My baby is fighting her own desire, but eventually, she gives up the fight.
“I need you….” She breathes.
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That’s all the permission I need. I trail my fingers higher, parting her slick folds and finding her sensitive clit. Leah gaspian 1 start to rub dow, teasing circles around the swollen bud.
Leah arches her back, pressing her body more firmly against mine as I continue my ministrations. Her skin is flushed and heated, her breathing growing more rapid with each passing second.
She is the prettiest woman I’ve seen, and I desperately want to fork her. There’s tension gathering between my legs, and I know she can feel my cock pressing against her. But for now I wish to focus on her only. We haven’t had sex since shit went down, and I want her to feel safe with me, even if that means only giving attention to her.
I dip a finger inside her, groaning at how tight and wet she is. Le whimpers and rocks her hips, seeking more. I oblige. sliding another finger in and curling them, hitting that sensitive spot inside her.
“Caleb,” she pants, her nails digging into my forearm. “Oh god.
I pump my fingers faster while my thumb strokes her clit. Leah writhing against me, her moans growing louder. I can tell she’s close.
“That’s it, baby,” I encourage huskily. “Let go for me. I’ve got your
A few more thrusts of my fingers and Leah shatter with a cry, her inner walls clenching around my digits. I work her through the orgasm until she’s shaking from the intensity.
Gently, I withdraw my fingers and bring them to my mouth, licking her essence. Leah watches me through hooded eyes, her chest heaving.
“You taste exquisite,” I tell her, my voice rough with desire. My cock is painfully hard, but I ignore it. This is about her.
“Caleb…”
“Yes”
Leah rolls over to face me, her eyes still hazy with pleasure as she looks up at me. I’m hovering above her, and she reaches out to caress my cheek, her touch loving. “Thank you,” she whispers. “I needed that.”
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I dip down to press a kiss to her forehead, our naked bodies pressing together, her stomach right below my abs and chest. She is cold while I’m hot, I’m hard while she is soft. It’s pure perfection, and I sigh. “I’m here for you, always. We’ll get through this together.”
She smiles below me, and I kiss her lips, sucking her bottom lip inside my mouth. I can’t get over how good she tastes, and my cock jerks in response. He wants a piece of Leah, but I mentally tell myself to calm the fuck down. Especially when I look down and see tears slipping from Leah’s eyes.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” I ask gently, cupping her beautiful face in my hands. It’s physically painful to see her tears. Have I done something wrong?
Leah sniffles but tries to smile through her own pain. It breaks me, especially when she whispers an apology. “I so sorry, Caleb. I shouldn’t be crying…”
1 stroke a tear from her cheek. “You have every right to feel emotional,” I tell her before sighing. “But if I did something wrong, I would like to know what it was.”
Her smile wavers. “You haven’t done anything wrong, but I…” She bites her lip before blurting out what I think is what she has been trying to hide from me, “I want to have a baby. Caleb. I want us to have a family. Is it..is it too early to try again? Am I a bad person for wanting that so soon?”
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