Cale (Walk of Shame #3) Read online

  I feel my chest ache at the thought that we had to go so long without each other, waiting for this fucking moment that should have happened six damn years ago. “Good . . . because I wasn’t willing to let you.”

  Jumping out of the truck, I run over to her side and open the door. I lean inside and wrap both of my hands into the back of her hair, before pulling her toward me and kissing her long and hard. I place one hand on her knee and slide it up her leg, shoving a finger inside of her, while biting her bottom lip and tugging.

  “Fuck me . . . I can never get enough of kissing you, Rile. I wanted to kiss you so damn bad the night that you left, but I didn’t have the balls to mess things up for us. If I would have kissed you then I know I would have given you so much more that night in the pool, and I couldn’t make love to you and just let you leave. I knew I had to wait.”

  She smiles against my lips. “It’s a good thing, because if you would have kissed me . . .” She grips my hair. “Especially like this, then there’s no way I would have gotten on that plane. Just one kiss was all I needed from you.”

  I lean in to kiss her again, but stop when her phone goes off. “Ignore it,” I whisper.

  “I plan to.” She pulls me closer between her legs and reaches her hand down in between us to rub my cock.

  I throw my head back and grip her hair tighter, so damn turned on by her touch. “Undo my pants, Rile.”

  Without hesitation she starts to undo my pants, but her phone goes off again, causing us both to freeze.

  “Dammit,” she mumbles. “I’m sorry. Let me turn it on silent.”

  I stand patiently as she pulls out her phone and unlocks the screen to silence it. The pained look on her face tells me who it is and the moment shatters on the spot.

  She awkwardly clears her throat and turns her phone on vibrate. “Well that kind of kills the moment. I’m so sorry.” Her whole mood has changed and now I feel as if comforting her has become my priority. Riley has a big heart and I’d be stupid not to know how this moment is affecting her.

  I pull her chin up and gently kiss her lips. “It’s okay, Rile.” I rub my thumb over her bottom lip. “Let’s go inside and I’ll make us a late night snack before bed. “Sound good?”

  She nods her head, ashamed, and runs her hands through my hair. “Thank you, Cale. I just want this moment to be the two of us. I don’t want any hint of Tyler in the back of my mind.”

  I kiss her again, letting her know that I’m okay with it. “You can’t just shut your feelings off, Rile; I know that and I don’t expect it. This won’t be our last opportunity. Trust me.”

  She smiles as I help her out of my truck and guide her to the front door.

  I definitely want her mind to be focused on just me once I’m burying myself between her sweet thighs. It will happen soon.

  Just not tonight . . . tonight she knows how much I care about her.

  IT’S BEEN TWO DAYS SINCE I received those missed calls from Tyler and I respect with everything in me that Cale has given me some space in case I wanted to call him back. I thought long and hard about it, and then decided against it. He broke my heart when he decided just two days before we were to leave that he didn’t want to be a part of the plans. Why should I call him back? He’s the one that didn’t care enough. He didn’t even come to say goodbye the day that I left.

  Cale and I are sitting on his couch watching hilarious prank shows and snacking on popcorn, and right now . . . that’s all that matters. He’s been able to keep a smile on my face throughout the pain that I thought I’d be feeling when I got home, and he’s had my back through everything. I’m here and I’m focused on the now. Tyler is no longer clouding my thoughts and I want Cale to see that.

  Setting the bowl of popcorn aside, I straddle Cale’s lap and gently kiss him on the lips. His lips are so soft and delicious that I unconsciously lick them before pulling away. I swear that I could kiss him all day and never grow tired of those lips. I’ve waited too long to not take advantage now.

  “Damn, Rile.” Cale squeezes my hips before moving down to my thighs, while running his tongue over his lips. “What are you trying to do to me? Are you trying to get me naked, because it won’t take much more of that.”

  I lean my head back and moan as he buries his face into my neck and roughly kisses it, pushing me down onto his lap. “See what you’re doing, Rile? You feel that?” I still can’t seem to get over feeling his dick against me. It’s so damn big and hard . . . and I want it, every inch of it . . . of Cale. My Cale.

  He starts grinding below me, rubbing his hardness between my legs. “Yes,” I breathe. “God . . . yes . . .” Just the thought of him being inside me makes me break into a sweat. It still amazes me how turned on I get with Cale. It’s overwhelming.

  After not feeling him touch me for two days, I feel like I could orgasm just from the feel of his tongue alone. That’s how good this man is and I have a feeling that he knows it. He may be a virgin . . . but the rest of his body isn’t . . . far from it.

  “I want to take you somewhere, Rile.” He runs his lips up my neck and stops at my ear. “Will you come with me?”

  I swallow hard from his words. He just had to use the word come. “Cale . . . it’s like two in the morning. Isn’t it a bit late to take me somewhere?”

  He laughs against my neck and squeezes my hips, lifting me from his lap. “It’s never too late, Rile.” Standing up, he reaches for my hand and pulls me into his chest. His hands tangle in my hair as he runs his tongue up my lips, tasting me. “Fucking delicious, baby.”

  Smiling, he walks toward the door, picking up his keys on the way out. I follow behind him, curious to where it is that he wants to take me so late at night. I have no clue where he wants to go, but truthfully I’d go anywhere with Cale. I always did in the past, including late night trips . . . but we were just kids then. Sneaking out late at night was in. We’re definitely not kids anymore and don’t need to sneak out to hang out.

  I’m so anxious when we get into Cale’s truck that I can’t stop looking out the window, trying to figure out where he’s taking me. It takes me a good five minutes to figure it out.

  “Cale . . .” I sit up straight and look out the window. “Are you taking me to your old house?”

  He smirks and pulls off to the side of the road, killing the engine on his truck. “I thought a late night dip sounded good. You know . . . pick up where we left off six years ago.”

  I sit still as Cale jumps out of the truck and jogs over to my side, opening my door. “But didn’t your parents move out like five years ago?”

  Laughing, he reaches into the truck and pulls me out, onto my feet. “Yeah, they did.” He shuts the door behind me, and then starts pulling me through the grass, toward the back of his old house.

  “What?” I look around me, nervous that someone will see us, possibly resulting in cops. “We can’t just swim in some stranger’s pool, Cale. What if someone catches us?”

  He stops and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. As soon as his lips meet mine, all worries seem to disappear. All that exists is Cale and I. Right now I could care less about the consequences.

  Walking through the grass, he somehow manages to keep his lips on mine until we’re both sinking into the deep water.

  The water is cold at first, a shocker, but as soon as Cale pulls me into his arms . . . he’s all that matters. My body is slightly shivering as he swims us toward the side. It reminds me of the last time we were here: the night that I left.

  “Remember this?” Cale questions as he holds me up against the side of the pool.

  Biting my bottom lip, I nod my head.

  “Good . . .” He slides his hand behind my neck and hovers his lips above mine. They’re so close that I can almost taste him. “I’m about to do to you what I wanted to do six years ago.”

  His lips slam against mine, stealing my breath away. I can barely breathe at the moment as I’m taken back to six years ago. I almost feel as if
I’m getting the one moment that we missed out on, the moment that I could only dream about after I was gone.

  “Are you on the pill, Rile?” His eyes meet mine as he pushes my hair out of my face. “Are you?”

  I nod my head and rub my thumb over his sexy bottom lip. All I want to do is suck it into my mouth, so I do. I suck it so hard that he growls.

  He leans in and kisses me again, hard and firm as he finds my aching pussy with his free hand. I moan against his lips as two of his fingers enter me. They feel so big, but I relax for him and let him loosen me up.

  “So good, Rile.” He pulls his fingers out and slides my shorts over to the side. I can feel him messing around between our legs, probably pulling himself free from his black pants. He’s not wearing any boxers. That was noticeable as soon as he came out of his bedroom earlier, so it doesn’t take long before I feel him poking at my entrance.

  I shake in Cale’s hold, as he looks me in the eyes. I’m so overwhelmed with emotions that I can’t even manage to speak. This man has been my best friend for ten years, and I have spent most of those years dreaming of this very moment.

  “I’ve been waiting so long to be inside you, Rile. Are you sure you want this?” He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip as I nod my head. “Say it for me. Tell me that you want me inside you. I want to hear it from your lips. I’ve waited too long not to.”

  I lean my head back and moan as I feel the tip of his dick push against my opening. There’s no doubt in my mind that I want this. Not having him inside me right now is torture. “I want it, Cale. I’ve always expected you to be my first.” I lean in and whisper against his mouth, “Make love to me.”

  With those words, he slowly enters me, inch by inch, him holding me so tightly that I can barely breathe.

  “Oh fuck,” Cale whispers. “You’re so tight, Rile. So fucking tight.” He slowly pushes all the way in and stills, practically holding me against the wall with his dick. He’s breathing so hard right now, that I can feel his chest hammering against mine.

  It hurts, but feels so good to have Cale inside of me that I don’t want him to stop. He can’t. I dig my nails into his arms, letting him know that I need a minute. “It’s so big, Cale.” I let out a calming breath. “I need a second. Don’t move.”

  Being sure not to hurt me, he reaches back and tugs his shirt off and over his head, before tossing it into the grass. He grips the edge of the pool with one hand and my waist with the other. “Can I move now?”

  I wrap both of my arms around his neck and squeeze, preparing myself for him to move. “Yeah,” I whisper. “I think I’m okay now.”

  Pressing his lips against mine, he slowly pulls out and pushes back in, both of us moaning into each other’s mouths.

  He does this a few more times, as gentle as he can, before his movements pick up, becoming more steady, until he’s consistently thrusting inside of me, making me feel so damn good that it’s surreal. Having Cale inside of me is so overwhelming that I can barely breathe from the emotions that are taking over me.

  Gripping my thigh, he raises it and pushes in hard and deep, before stopping and grinding his hips. He’s so deep that I feel as if he’s about to rip me apart.

  “Cale . . .” I dig my nails into his shoulder as he pulls out and shoves himself in deep again, stopping to kiss me on the lips.

  “I want to fuck you so much harder, but I’m holding back, Rile.” He lifts me up with his thrust. “Can you handle it harder?”

  Hearing him ask me if I can handle it harder sets me off, and suddenly all I can think about is him fucking me so hard that I’m screaming his name. I want him so bad right now. So. Bad.

  “Yeah,” I say softly. “I can handle it.”

  “Alright, Rile.” He wraps his hands into my hair and tugs. “Don’t be afraid to scream. I don’t give a shit who hears us. This is our moment . . . just the two of us.”

  I nod my head and almost feel myself come undone when he digs his teeth into his bottom lip and begins taking me hard and deep.

  All I can hear are the sounds of the water slapping between our bodies and our heavy moans. Cale works fast, slowing down once in a while to kiss me and make me feel special . . . and it does. It’s as if he knows exactly what he’s doing and he’s an expert at pleasuring women. He’s almost too good to be true, and now the thought of him being inside another woman kills me.

  My thoughts cause me to dig my nails into his back roughly, instigating his movements to pick up and become harder.

  “This cock is yours, Rile. No one else has had it. Never fucking forget that.” He pushes into me and stops. He’s breathing heavily, his strong chest moving up and down. “I want to come inside of you, baby.”

  “Yes . . . yes.” I pull him closer to me and kiss his chest. “I want you to.”

  Gripping my thigh, he pushes in even deeper and rolls his hips. He does this a few more times until I’m practically screaming and shaking in his arms, about to come.

  “Yeah, Rile.” He pulls out before pushing in deep. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you squeeze me.”

  Leaning my head into his neck, I dig my nails into his back as I feel my orgasm taking over. In that moment, Cale thrusts into me a few more times before I feel the pulsations of him filling me with his own orgasm.

  Knowing that no other woman has experienced this with Cale has me on some kind of high. He’s inside of me right now, holding me and kissing me. A part of me is selfish and wants to keep Cale to myself. I don’t want any other woman to experience this side of Cale.

  We’re both wet and completely satisfied, holding each other tight . . . in someone else’s pool.

  I would’ve never thought of my first time being like this, but it was perfect. This pool is where Cale and I spent most of our time in the summer. This pool is where I imagined giving myself to him numerous times. This pool is the last memory I had of him over the last six years.

  Now this pool is where we’ve given ourselves to each other. It’s our pool. Our memory to keep and I’ll never forget his moment. Ever.

  I feel Cale smile against my neck, before he kisses it and pulls out of me. “Holy shit.” Cupping my face, he kisses me long and hard before resting his forehead to mine. “I want to take you again, right here, right now. Is that bad?”

  I let out a small laugh and smile. “No,” I say breathless. “It’s definitely not bad.”

  He releases my face and pulls his pants back up. “I have a feeling we should get out of here. You were kind of loud.” He smiles and I slap his chest.

  “Oh . . . just me?”

  He laughs and hops out of the pool, pulling me out behind him. He quickly grabs for his shirt and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

  He carries me through the grass and over to his truck, the two of us soaking wet and laughing. Setting me down against his truck, he kisses me one last time before opening the door for me, and giving me a boost inside.

  When we arrive back at his house, he lets us both in and immediately undresses me as soon as he closes the door behind us, dropping our soaked clothes to the floor.

  After we’re both completely naked and standing here, he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist before carrying me to his bed.

  He crawls in behind me and snuggles up against me, covering us up. He notices me shivering, so he pulls me closer to warm me up, just as he always has. “I got you, Rile. I’ll always have you.”

  I smile to myself and grip his arms, feeling completely satisfied and alive, knowing that he does. He’s always had me . . .

  I’VE BEEN LAYING HERE FOR the last three hours thinking about tonight. Being inside of Riley was the best feeling in the damn world, and I know without a doubt that no other woman would have been able to make me feel that way. I’ve always known that and that’s why I waited for her.

  Fuck having meaningless sex just to experience a bunch of women and get off. None of that matters and I know damn well that it could never feel as good as
having sex with someone you have a personal connection with. When you have that, the pleasure is intensified. You feel everything.

  Watching Riley sleeping in my arms makes me want to bury myself between her thighs and really take her. She’s seen my sweet side. I just hope she can handle my dirty side too, because she’s about to experience it real soon. I’ll let her sleep it off for tonight, because I’m not going to be selfish with her. Riley doesn’t deserve that shit.

  Pulling Riley as close as I can, I bury my face into the back of her neck and gently kiss her, wanting to show how deeply I care about her.

  “Goodnight, Rile,” I whisper.

  The real pleasure is about to start . . .

  SLADE, HEMY AND STONE ARE sitting around like idiots, looking at me as if I’ve grown a second dick. If it doesn’t stop, then I’m going to nut punch the closest one.

  “What are you idiots looking at?” I shove a fry in my mouth, eyebrow raised, as I look around the table.

  Slade stands up and walks over, sandwich and all, stopping in front of me. “Stand up.”

  I stand up.

  He smirks. “I want to shake your dick and congratulate it on finally becoming a man.”

  I shove him backward, making him bump into Hemy. “Fuck you.” I reach down and adjust my hard dick. Thoughts of Riley naked have been on my mind all morning, leaving me hard, and there’s definitely no hiding it. “Talk all you want, assholes.”

  Stone gets up and starts fucking the edge of the table like an idiot. “Is this how you did it?” He slows down and acts as if he’s about to blow his load.

  “How the fuck do you idiots even know my business?”

  Hemy nods to Slade. “This asshole told me in a text. Ask him.”

  Slade shrugs his shoulder while biting into his steak sandwich. “Aspen, man. Your girl was on the phone with her for a good hour, talking about how sweet and passionate it was.”

  The guys start laughing as if it bothers me. Fuck them. I can’t help it that I’m good at making love. “Laugh all you want, because I’m going to make that girl feel so fucking good that all of your women will be complaining to each other and talking shit about how all you guys care about are your own dicks. My woman will be completely satisfied. So fuck you.”