The Lies In The Love

Chapter Seven-I've Never Had Anything Like It

Danielle

I am exhausted! Beyond exhausted. I am a hot, sweaty mess on my bed. Callan is next to me, a mess too, but with a smug, proud look on his face, and rightly so. I didn’t know s*x could be this damn good. No one has f****d me in the way he had on and off for the last five hours. Who knew a man could have so much stamina? My body is weak and aching but in the best way possible.

I manage to turn my head to look at him. He smirks down at me.

“How are you doing, sweetness? Are you all f****d out?”

“Why, are you after another round?” I ask with a raised brow.

“Hey, I still have a couple more rounds in me after a break.” He chuckles.

“You will be going solo because I don’t think my body can take anymore without passing out,” I say honestly.

I am not used to so much pleasure in one night.

Callan reaches down and pecks my lips, “That is fine, gorgeous. Let yourself and your body rest,” he smiles.

I would love to go again, but I really don’t believe I could take it. My p***y is aching, and I am sure I have friction burns on it too. We got rough with some of the rounds, but I loved every moment of it. I try to move, but I don’t have enough energy to do so.

“Can I get you anything?” he asks.

“I need a drink and a bath, but I will get them once I have gotten my energy back.”

Another smirk curls on his lips. He knows exactly what he has done to me.

“You relax. I will sort them.”

He kisses me again before climbing out of bed, still naked. How can he still have energy? When he turns and walks away, I notice his back. I have clawed the hell out of it. It looks pretty raw in some parts.

“s**t, Callan, I am sorry. Your back is a mess. I will need to clean it up with antiseptic wipes.” I call after him.

He stops at the bedroom door and glances over his shoulder at me.

“Don’t worry about it. I like it when women leave their mark on me.”

I shake my head, “Why doesn’t that surprise me? Please bring the first aid kit back from the bathroom with you.”

No, he doesn’t mind it, but I don’t want it to become infected. I can’t remember a time when I made such a mess of a man’s back due to intense pleasure.

He nods and exits the bedroom. I slowly sit up, wincing as I do. I may need some cream on parts of my body. I run my fingers through my messy, tangled hair. I yawn and stretch. I check the time. It is four-thirty in the morning.

I hear Callan coming back. He smiles and joins me back in bed. He hands me a bottle of water, and I take a large gulp.

“Let me clean up your back,” I say and motion him to turn around.

He doesn’t argue with me about it. He puts his back to me. I clean it up with the wipes. He hisses.

I sigh, “Sorry.”

“No, it is fine, continue,” he replies.

I am hesitant but continue. I put some cream on it, too. It will be stingy for a few days.

“Done.”

“Thanks, beautiful.”

He turns back to face me.

I smile, “No bother.”

He takes a mouthful of water, “Do you want me to leave?”

I shake my head, “No, it is okay. You can crash here since it is four-thirty in the morning and leave after we get some sleep.”

“Only if you are sure?”

“I am.”

We agreed on a one-night thing, but I am not going to throw him out at this time of the morning.

“Can I join you in the bath, or can I take a shower while you are in the bath?”

“You can join me. It is fine.” I shrug.

He has seen every inch of my body. I have no issues with him joining me in the bath.

“Okay. It is on. It shouldn’t take long, I assume, with the water pressure coming from the tap.”

“You are right. It doesn’t.”

I am sure a warm bath is what we both need to relax our muscles before sleeping.

***

I wake to the sun coming through my curtains. I groan and reach for my cell to check the time. It is ten in the morning. My body still aches from last night. I glance over to the other side of my bed. It is empty. Callan must have left at some point. I must have been in a deep sleep not to hear him.

A piece of paper on the pillow catches my attention. I reach for it.

I had fun with you. Thanks for a great night, sweetness. Maybe we will cross paths again. I got breakfast for you. It is in the fridge – Callan x

I smile at the sweet note. He didn’t have to get me breakfast. I am disappointed we didn’t manage to fit in another round before he left. It is highly doubtful we will cross paths again. Last night was incredible. God knows when or if I will have s*x like that again. At least I have the memories. Last night with Callan was exactly what I needed. He is what I needed.

I take my time to climb out of bed. I am curious what he got me for breakfast since he doesn’t know what I like. I stroll to the kitchen, in desperate need of coffee. I start a fresh pot before going to my fridge. There are three containers and another note in front of them.

I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got some options. There are muffins and cookies in the bread bin, too xx

I chuckle at the note. I take the containers out to check them. One has pancakes with syrup and fruit. The second had bagels with cream cheese. The last one was waffles. I like all of them. It looks like I have my meals for the day. I take the bagel and cream cheese, put the rest back in the fridge.

I set it down and pour a coffee. I check the bread bin and see two cookies and muffins. Another note, too. How did he manage to do all of this without waking me up?

In case you get horny and can’t find a man to fulfill your needs, call me xx

His cell number is at the bottom. I wasn’t expecting that! I will store it on my cell, but I do not know if I will use it. We agreed to a one-night thing. I will see how things go. I wouldn’t mind another fix, to be honest. I save it in my contacts before I settle down for breakfast.

I have some free time which I am ready for, but I may do a little work later. I am working on a new code for a new app. It is a side project for now until I know if it will work.

As I eat, my mind wonders to last night—flashbacks running through my head. I smirk and squeeze my thighs together. The thoughts were enough to make between my thighs throb. I groan because it is probably going to be like this for the rest of the day. I will end up sexually frustrated. I just hope it doesn’t get too much and I call him.

I am not that needy! I am sure it will pass soon enough with any luck. I try to refocus my attention on my breakfast. I may climb back into bed for a few hours. If I am asleep, my mind will rest too.

I didn’t expect to meet anyone last night when I went to the bar. I sure didn’t expect to meet someone like Callan. I am glad I did. After last night it should keep me satisfied for a bit. Well, I hope anyway.