Tit for Tat Baby (19 page)

“Callum … ooohhh.”

Jenna squirmed on his lap when he slowly
caressed her hips and then up her sides to her elbows and then back to her
hips.  She knew then; he was going to torture her to death with pleasure.
He repeated the caress, softly nibbling the soft skin at the back of her neck.

“I could very, very easily have killed
him.  Do you know how close I was doing just that when I saw you sitting
next to him in that restaurant, Jenna?

“I’m sorry! I was angry …
ooh … you … hmmm!”

His hands caressing her belly and her
torso drove her crazy with the slow circles, the barely there touches. 
When his fingertips just flirted at the top of the split hiding her clit, she
jerked against his hands.  They fluttered away over her belly again. Her
nipples were so aroused they were painful and she whimpered when his hands folded
around the bottom of her breasts.  He kneaded and plumped them up and her
nipples shriveled into even harder nubs.

“I didn’t like that feeling, Jenna …
it ate at me … consumed me!”

“Honey … it … ooohhh … Callum please!”

“Please what, Baby?”

“Touch them … oh lord … please!”

His lips closed over her earlobe and
he sucked it into his mouth.  Shivers ran down Jenna’s spine, she arched
her breasts into his hand and her clit throbbed with need.  He kept
stroking her breasts with aching tenderness, all around her nipples.  Her
hands slipped loose and dropped to his arms.

“Hands, Jenna!”

“Callum!  You are cruel! 
Please!”

“Hands!”

She shrieked at him, but her arms rose
and she clutched them around his neck. His lips found the pulsing vein in her neck
and he pulled the skin into his mouth and sucked hard.  Jenna cried out at
the immediate rush of heat that shot directly to her core.  His fingers
flicked over her nipples and she keened for more. But that was all he offered
and she withered and begged for more.

He sucked harder at her neck, needing
to mark her as his.  She turned her neck, urging him on and as a reward he
rolled and tweaked her nipples between his fingers.

“Oohh Callumm … hmmm!”

“Give me your mouth, Baby.”

Jenna turned her head and his mouth
seared hers in such a wild kiss she was breathless.  He tugged at her
nipples and her moans breathed into his mouth.  He pulled and pinched them
and she broke away from his kiss to arch her neck and mewled with pleasure.

Callum moved his hips beneath her and
pressed his shaft harder against her ass and back.  He groaned when he
felt her wet arousal running down her cleft to soak his legs.

Jenna moaned and moved her hips in a
circle, desperate for his touch on her clit and inside her throbbing sheath. 
Being spread so wide open made her arousal more intense, more desperate and the
cool air on her clit was torture in itself.

“Honey … I need … ooohhh … hmmm …
Callum, honey … please!”

“Did you kiss him, Jenna?”

Jenna bit her lip, so desperate for
his touch, she was tempted to lie, but knew what would happen if he found out
the truth.

“Honey … it’s in the past … oh Lord!”

He pinched her nipples hard and pulled
them as far as they would stretch, then released them and pressed them flat with
the palms of his hands.

“Jenna, did you kiss him?”  He
tweaked her nipples again.

“I … aahhhh … yes.”  She nearly
cried when he stiffened beneath her and took his hands away.

“But I’ve had to watch you kiss
Shelly!  It’s not fair, Callum!”

His hands slowly returned to rest on
her belly.  He breathed in her ear.

“Did he touch you?”

“We only danced.”

He growled low in his throat at the
vision that elicited in his mind, knowing that was when he kissed her too.

“Did you like it, Jenna?”

“Please Callum!  I was
drunk!  I don’t even remember!”

“That, my little painter is your only
salvation … otherwise …”

He stroked a long, slow stroke over
her cleft and tickled her clit. Jenna jerked into his hands.  His hands
clamped around her hips.

“Keep your hips still.  They are
not to move even an inch.  Is that clear, Baby?”

“Noooo …. oh lord!  I won’t be …
hmmm … able to do that!”

“Not an inch, Jenna!”

He circled her clit, agonizingly
slowly, over and over and Jenna cried with need.  Biting her lip and
digging her nails into his neck to keep from moving her hips.  When at
long last he stroked and rubbed her clit, Jenna exploded immediately and her
hips jerked against his hand, her scream echoing in the room.  He kept
rubbing her clit and she cried in desperation, desperate to escape the hard
grip her inner muscles tightened in and would not release with Callum’s
constant stimulation on her clit.

“Stop … pl .. eeeasseee … stop!”

He relented and continued stroking in
a wide circle and she managed to take a deep breath.  She gasped and
arched her neck when he pushed a finger deep inside her, and then another,
stroking and caressing her soft inner walls.  His fingers returned to her
clit and she moaned low and deep from the pleasure his hands offered.  She
stiffened when he whispered in her ear.

“Do you remembered what I said will
happen if you do not follow an instruction?”

“I … it’s not fair, honey … I
climaxed!”

“Do you, Jenna?”

“Yeesss ... oooh … hmmm!”

“Good, then you know what to expect
next.”

“You … no!   You
can’t!  Ahhh!”

But he did.  His fingers
unerringly found her G-spot and he started to plunge hard and fast against it,
rubbing and pinching her clit.  She was still sensitive after her climax
and she felt the pressure inside her building to painful intensity. She pleaded
with Callum, but he increased the thrusts inside her and she screamed when she
felt the pressure being released in a forceful squirt.  Callum pulled out
his hand and rubbed her clit harder and she kept squirting.  He stopped
when she withered and pulled her legs closed against the strength of the orgasm
ripping through her.

“Legs, Jenna!”

“Please …. Oh lord … I can’t … it’s
too much!”

“LEGS!”

She cried, but allowed her legs to fall
back over the arms of the chair.  His hands immediately returned to her
clit and channel and within seconds, she squirted again, even more intense than
before and her scream was desperate when Callum clamped her legs down so she
could not close them and he kept rubbing her clit.  She started crying
when another followed immediately. She lifted her hips and screamed through the
intense clamping of her muscles inside her.  She panted when he stopped
rubbing and keened, helpless in the grasp of the orgasm still pulsing inside
her.

“No more … it’s toooo … nooooo
Calluuum!”

He plunged his fingers inside again
and she withered and bucked against his hands, desperate to escape, but he was
relentless until she was crippled twice more and she laid crying and begging in
his arms.  Only then did he stop.

Yet he needed more.  His hands
clamped around her hips and he lifted her and back over his shaft.  He
positioned himself against her weeping sheath and lowered her onto him. 
Jenna cried out, her eyes widening.

“Ohlordohlordohlordohlord! Callum …
Callum … Callum … I … I … aaaahhh!”

Callum clenched his teeth and held
himself still when Jenna climaxed around him.  Her arms fell and she
clutched his arms as she breathed through the unexpected orgasm.  Brought
on from the intense feeling of his hard and big shaft hitting her G-spot and
womb upon entry.

“Hands, Jenna!”

“You are … killing me!  Please …
I can’t …”

“Jenna!”

She lay back against him again and her
arms lifted.  She clutched at his neck.  She turned her head and her
eyes pleaded with his.  His fullness inside her scared her.  He felt
harder, bigger and deeper than he has ever been.  Callum noticed the look
in her eyes.  He leaned closer and kissed her tenderly.

“Easy, Baby, easy.”

“Honey … ooohh … hmmm!”

He started to thrust slowly and Jenna
lifted with each upward thrust.  She cried out every time he hit against
her womb.  The pleasure pain ripped through every cell in her body. 
He found her clit and started to rub sensually.  Jenna protested with a
groan.  He pushed a finger next to his shaft inside her and she screamed,
the panic clear in her voice.

“NOOO … Callum … it’s too much …
aaahhh!”

He found her G-spot and rubbed it
while he thrust inside her. Jenna screamed and she squirted
uncontrollably.  Her muscles clamping around him nearly crippled him. The
incredible rush of her liquid soaking him broke any control he had.  He
pulled his hands from her and clasped her hips tightly.  He thrust
desperately, pulling her down hard with every upward thrust.

Jenna’s nails dug painfully in his
neck as she could only hold on with Callum taking full control of her body and
movements.  His movements became furious, desperate and Jenna cried. Then
she screamed with every pulsing contraction of her muscles when she had the
most intense climax ever.  Everything went dark as she could not breathe
when her organs came to a halt while her core took vicious control of her body.

Callum felt her slump on top of him,
but could not stop and he pumped frantically, until he too lost his breath and
ability to control his body. His release shot through his shaft to hit hard
against her womb and soaked both of them with its intensity.

Jenna fell asleep in the car on the
way home.  Callum picked her up and carried her upstairs to her room. 
He laid her down on her bed as dawn hovered over the horizon.  He took her
shoes and jeans off and covered her with the sheet.  He stood looking down
at her for a long time.

This woman touched a part of him he
has never opened to another.  She affected him like no one ever has. 
She needed re-assurance, he knew that, but he made a commitment to
Shelly.   He was an honorable man and could not forget about
that.  Keeping Jenna with him was not honorable under the circumstances, but
he could not let her go.  He would have to find a way to bind her to him,
even while engaged to Shelly.

“But
Uncle Call, you can’t go away now for three weeks!  It is our birthday
today in three weeks!  You have to be here!”

Jenna could not breathe.  She
could not believe that Callum was going away with Shelly. Not after the night
they spend together at Cave Hill.  Kevin noticed the devastation in
Jenna’s eyes and cursed, forgetting about his own anger about Callum and Red’s
announcement that they were going away for three weeks on Tuesday.

He should not have left Jenna’s room
last night.  Maybe then neither one of them would be in the state they’re
in now.  He knew Jenna spend the night with Callum.  He, stupid ass
that he was, could not stay away from Red and he just left Shelly’s room as
Callum carried Jenna into her room. And on the very same day, they announced
their trip!

Bloody hypocrites!   Shelly
Watts broke apart in his arms over and over again the night before. Callum McGregor
most probably did the same to his sister! Today, she couldn’t seem to keep her
hands off her fiancé and he smilingly accommodated her.

“I completely forgot about that! 
Shelly, I have to be back here for that.”

Shelly sank down on his lap and stroked
his chin.  Callum frowned at her sudden touchy feely attitude.  She
leaned forward and kissed him on his lips.

“Of course we will be back for their
birthday, darling!  We can always go again at a later stage.”

“Please excuse me.  I have work
to do.”

“But it is holiday, Aunty Jen! 
You can’t work today!”

“Sorry squirt.  The quicker I can
get this job done, the quicker I can go home.  That day can’t arrive too
soon for me!”

She turned and walked away with her
head held high, ignoring a furious shout from Callum.  She snorted when
Shelly interceded.

“Leave her be, darling.  You
promised the twins a trip to the Zoo.  If we don’t leave now, we won’t see
everything.”

Kevin glared at her and her eyes fell
from his.  Her insides quivered.  She held on to Callum to ground
her. She has never experienced pleasure as the wicked blond man gave her all
night long.

Kevin got up and strode after
Jenna.  He walked in just behind her into the studio and slammed the door
shut.  She swung around and when she noticed it was him, fell into his
arms and clutched him against her.

“Have you changed your plane ticket
yet, Kev?”

“No, I was going to today.”

“Would you please book one for me as
well?”

“You want to go home with me?”