“I know you’re awake.” He rubs his finger along my lips and I part them slightly letting his digit slip inside. “God, I’m going to miss waking up with you.”
My eyes pop open at that and I move on top of him to straddle him. “You know…I could maybe sleep over at Sasha’s sometimes?” I raise an eyebrow and he smiles, raising his pelvis underneath me.
“We’ll see each other, baby.” His hand touches my face and traces his fingers from my forehead to my chin. “I won’t be able to stay away from you but for so long.”
I lean down and rub my nose against his. “I’m holding you to that.” I plant a kiss on his lips. “Do you have time to fuck me before you go to work?”
A growl rumbles in his chest and then I’m on my back with my legs wrapped around his waist. I’m wearing one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties that he rips from me instantly. “You call me.” He grits out. “Day or night.” He grips my face and stares down at me, his eyes boring into mine. “You need me, you call me. I’ll come.” He narrows his eyes to emphasize his point. His gaze is hard and demanding, almost daring me to disobey him.
I mean it, Madeline.
“I know.” I try my best to keep the tears out of my voice, but it’s no use and I know he can sense the sadness lurking beneath the surface. His face drops to my neck, tucking it in the space there and inhaling. Teeth nip at my skin as I wrap my arms around him and slide my hands under the waistband of his sweats and slide them down.
He pulls away to remove his sweats, leaving him naked and hovering over me. He rubs his dick against my sex, lubricating his cock and tickling my clit in the process. I watch as a bead of cum trickles out of the tip and mixes with my arousal. “This still belongs to you. You know that, right? You know that you don’t have to worry about anyone else…” He trails off.
I’ll admit the idea did float across my mind that me not being around as much might open up the opportunity for women to get the wrong idea. Not that I thought he would entertain anyone, but women flocked to Cal and it made me crazy. I look up into his warm eyes that shine with love and devotion for only me, and I nod. “Do I need to remind you of the same?”
“Doesn’t hurt to hear it.” He slides inside of me and a sigh leaves my lips when he settles against me, the base of his cock kissing my mound as he glides in and out with ease.
“I belong to you, Cal.”
“Fucking assholes, think they can mess with you.” He grits out as he begins to pump in and out of me harder. “If I’m not around…” He trails off.
“I don’t want anyone else…and just because I’m at Margie’s, I have a feeling you’ll still be around and daring anyone to come within a few feet of me.” I smile, despite the sinking feeling in my stomach. I’ve never been away from Cal for longer than a few nights at a time. Now we are preparing for six months of being apart for every night. I squeeze my eyes shut to prevent the tears from falling when I feel one leaking out of the corner of my eye and slide into my hair. I turn my head when he grabs it. My eyes are still closed, but I feel his tongue at my temple, tracing the trail of my salty tear.
“Please don’t cry.” His voice is hoarse, like he’s seconds from losing it as well. I open my eyes when I feel him slip out of me, his head is lowered, staring at his hands. “I’ve never not been there…” He trails off. “And now you’re freaking out. This is a mistake.” He looks up at me and I immediately fear the worst, feeling like the wind has been knocked out of me.
My eyebrows shoot to my hairline and my eyes fill with more tears. “Cal…”
“No, no…not that.” He shakes his head. I sit up and he grabs my hand, interlacing our fingers and bringing them to his lips. “Not that,” he whispers, as if he can hear my thoughts.
We aren’t a mistake.
“I’ll be okay,” I manage to whisper. This whole time I thought that this would be the hardest on me. That being away from the man I’ve come to love in every way would leave a void in my heart and my mind and my soul. That I had come to be so dependent on Cal, that I didn’t know how to function without him right beside me, telling me that I can. That I was so used to waking up in this house every day, and seeing him every day, that the idea of going a day without seeing his smile, or hearing his laugh, or touching him made me short of breath. But watching this strong man fall apart in my arms at the thought of being away from me, makes me believe that I’m not the only one that will feel the emptiness over our distance.
Maybe this distance is for the best because this can’t be healthy…right?
He chuckles and shakes his head. “I know you will.”
I sit up on my knees and wrap my arms around him. “But I’ll miss you.”
He pulls out of my grasp and tucks a lock of my hair behind my ear before cupping my face, his thumbs stroking the space just below my eyes, drying the leftover wetness. “The place won’t be the same without you.”
“I’ll come visit.” I giggle.
“Fuck visiting. That makes it sound like you don’t live here. This is your home, Madeline. You know that, right?”
I bite my bottom lip, my body suddenly hyper-aware that my sex is swollen, his cock is hard, and neither of us finished. “Cal…” I trail my fingers up his torso, running over every defined ridge of his chiseled chest, “you’re my home.”
Cal sets my suitcase in his old bedroom that Margie has long since turned into a more effeminate guest room once I started staying with her more frequently. The posters and sports MVP awards were removed and the once blue painted walls are now white. The full-sized bed was replaced by a queen with a fluffy white down comforter with pink accents and a mountain of pillows at the head. “I think that’s everything.” He looks around the room at all of my suitcases. “Anyone tell you, you have a lot of shit?”
“You. Once or twice.” I giggle. But I didn’t want to have to be running back and forth between Margie and Cal’s no matter how badly I wanted to see him when I couldn’t find what I needed.
He looks at the door and then at me before he starts to close the door when Margie’s voice rings out. “DOOR OPEN!”
Cal groans and rolls his eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding.”
“You didn’t have enough this morning?” I raise an eyebrow at him.