She was silent.
“Good, now let’s talk over where we will stop after we go to Monaco.” I wanted her to see every step.
CALLIOPE
“Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, all but one creature was stirring, not a mouse, only my spouse,” Ethan said when he came over to me, taking a seat beside me on the ground.
And I snickered, turning to him. “I’m too excited to sleep,” I admitted to him. “So, this is how normal kids felt the night before Christmas.”
“Yes, well murder and death wasn’t what they were excited for,” he replied, his eyes glancing over the plan we’d spent the whole day fine-tuning. “Calliope, you need to rest. You are still in pain, aren’t you?”
“I’ll rest all you want after Christmas, I promise,” I said, giving him my pinky.
He rolled his eyes but took and latched his pinky with mine. “My mother went over the plans with you again?”
“Yeah, I think she’s starting to warm up to me,” I said smugly. “Told you, it just takes a little time, and then it’s hard to get rid of me.”
“Like a virus,” he said and moved when I punched his arm, but he grabbed it, bringing his face to mine. “Kidding. Save your punches for tomorrow.”
“Yeah. Yeah.” I pulled my arm back. However, he moved to push my blouse, gently checking over my bandages. “Ethan, I’m fine.”
“Your skin is red.”
“I was rubbing it. It’s fine,” I shot back, lifting my blouse back into place.
“You frustrate me.” He sighed, leaning back aga
inst the couch, closing his eyes. I watched him try to relax, but I could see his temple twitch a bit. Twisting, I moved and began to rub.
“Headaches again?”
“I’m okay,” he whispered, allowing me to message them anyway.
“I’ll be less frustrating when this is all over,” I said back gently, only for him to scoff at me. So, I hit him in the chest.
“Yes…so much less frustrating,” he grumbled, reaching up and taking my wrist. He kissed the back of it, and I enjoyed the warmth of his skin on me. When his eyes drifted to mine, I knew he missed my skin, too.
“I’ve thought of something that will help me sleep and get rid of your headache,” I replied, taking his hand and rising off the ground.
He didn’t say anything, and he followed me as I led him to our room. Kicking the door closed with my foot, I sat him on the bed and straddling him.
“Calliope, you are hurt—”
“Shh.” I kissed his lips once before getting down onto my knees, undoing his pants.
He watched, and in the dark, his eyes were chillingly seductive. When I grabbed his cock, he took a deep breath, and when I licked the tip of him, he shuddered. I knew he wasn’t going to worry about my injury for much longer. As I licked down to the base of him, I felt him harden even more.
I kissed my way back up, swirling my tongue over the tip of his shaft, while wrapping my hand around him, stroking.
“Mmm…” he murmured in pleasure.
He wanted more than that, so I took his cock into my mouth. It was so big I couldn’t fit all of him, and the part that did, hit the back of my throat, but I didn’t flinch, sucking so hard, up and down so fast he grabbed my hair.
“Fuck,” he cursed.
That still wasn’t good enough. I wanted to hear Ethan cry out for me; I wanted to get him to the point where he felt like he was losing his mind. And for that, I cupped his balls with my other hand messaging them in my hand.
“Calliope!” he moaned.