King’s Bay Ch. 06

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I pondered everything as I drove out to King’s Bay the following morning. Did I really want to stay in California, or was I just overwhelmed with my current freedom, and Callie? Was I just caught up in the novelty in being somewhere different? I kept coming back to the fact that I wasn’t sure what I had to return to. I could find a job out here, and Callie was here. Callie . . . I couldn’t sort out my feelings about her. Everything that had happened between us was always so hot and fast and felt so good, I hadn’t stopped to analyze it. I didn’t want to. I pulled up by Callie’s house and sat in the car for a minute, my thoughts scattered. I shook myself and got out, remembering the first time I’d seen her place. I had been almost surprised to find Callie had a house. She had to live somewhere, but I had first seen her as so exotic and mysterious that a house had seemed too ordinary. I had envisioned her living in a tent on the beach, or a cave along the shore or something. It turned out she lived in a bungalow not far off the beach. It was quiet and she had space to work on her weaving. She had neighbors, but none too close, so we didn’t have to worry about, you know, being too loud. Callie came out as I was grabbing my stuff from the trunk. “Hi, handsome.” She leaned against the porch rail, giving me a good view of her cleavage in the low-cut summer dress she wore. “Hey, gorgeous.” I smiled as I shouldered my bag and closed the trunk. “I wondered when you’d get here.” She met me at the top of the steps to the little porch. I set my bags down and slid my arms around her waist. “Got here as soon as I could.” “Never soon enough.” Her eyes held a sinful promise before she reached up to kiss me. I met her halfway. She locked her arms around my neck and arched her chest forward to press into me. I kept one hand on her waist and let the other roam over her back, her ass and the top of her thighs before coming back up to cup one breast through the soft material. “No, never soon enough,” I confirmed when we separated. She held the door as I took my stuff inside. All the rooms were on the small side, but şişli escort comfortable. She hadn’t stuffed her place with knick-knacks like some women I’d known, but it didn’t feel bare or spartan. When I’d asked her why she didn’t have more pictures, she’d gestured at the windows. “Who needs pictures when I can look out and see that?” I couldn’t argue. It was evening, and cool, so instead of swimming we went for a walk on the beach. There’s nothing like a beach in the evening. The sun looks like it’s sinking into the water and the sky turns all shades of pink, purple and blue. The water gets darker and darker until all you can see is the foam as the waves crash close to shore. You didn’t get that in Ithaca. “Hey. Hey.” Callie tugged at my hand. I looked down. “Hmmm?” She studied me. “Something’s on your mind.” “Oh, sorry. Just been thinking.” “About?” I told her about my parents and my talk with Manny. She was quiet for a while as we walked on the sand. She kept her hand in mine but mentally we were in our own worlds. I was so far in mine that I almost jumped when she spoke. “Do you want to go back?” “What?” “I’m serious, Diz.” She stopped and crossed her arms over her chest. “Do you want to go back to Ithaca?” “I—I don’t know. I don’t!” I protested when she narrowed her eyes. “I haven’t thought much about Ithaca lately. I thought I’d go back but now I don’t know. I realized that there’s less and less for me there. I even told Dad to take the offer on the house.” I figured I could always find another place to live. “But . . . what can I say? It’s where I grew up. It was my home.” “I care about you, you know.” Her voice was a little unsteady. “If you’re going to leave, you should have the decency to tell me.” “Callie, I’m not leaving, at least not yet.” I put my hands on her shoulders. “Please, I came out here to think. Don’t guilt trip me into anything.” “I’d never do that!” Her eyes flashed with anger. “You can’t stay unless you choose to. I don’t want you stay unless you decide you want it for yourself.” She stopped for a moment and when she continued her voice was tight. “I made that şişli escort bayan mistake before, trying to keep someone with me. I won’t do it again no matter how much I want you.” “Callie, I’m sorry. I’m seriously considering staying. And you’d be a big part of why I’d stay.” “Really?” She looked wary, but hopeful. I took her hands in mine and pulled her to me. “Really. You’re the best thing about this place. There are times, I swear to God, that I’d walk across burning coals to get to you.” I kissed her. She relaxed against me for a moment. Her breasts pressed against my chest, the flimsy material no barrier to the warmth of her body. She drew back and kissed me once more, quickly, and started walking back to her house. We didn’t talk on the way back but it was a comfortable silence, or so it seemed to me. Back at her place, I thought we’d kick back and talk or something, but she was edgy. When I sat, she paced. I asked her what was wrong. “I want you to stay,” she said. “Callie, come on . . . .” “I’m not trying to do anything to affect your decision.” She held up her hands and shook her head as she came to sit next to me. “I just . . . you’re the best guy I’ve met in a long time. I want you to stay with me.” “Thank you.” I brushed her hair back and let the soft strands drift through my fingers. “Ithaca’s always going to be a part of me, that’s all. Sometimes it’s hard to let go.” “I understand.” She paused and then that sexy smile appeared. “Maybe I could make my case for you staying in California.” I leaned back on the couch and put my arms out at my sides as though I was surrendering. “I’m open to hearing your presentation.” Callie laughed at that and relaxed. We drank some wine and had a late dinner. I had lots of opportunities to touch her; I’m pretty sure she provided them, although I wanted to think I was being slick and teasing her. She touched me, too, and I didn’t object. “Come on, baby. Let’s go back to my room.” Callie leaned in, ran her tongue along my neck, then stood up. “Yes, ma’am.” I followed her. Once in the room, she shimmied out of her dress and I was hard mecidiyeköy escort by the time the dress hit the floor. She looked up at me from under her dark lashes wearing only underwear. “Do you like what you see?” “How could I not?” I stepped forward but she shook her head and held out her arm, stopping me with one finger in the center of my chest. “What?” I asked. “Come here.” She drew me closer to the bed and motioned me to take off my shirt. I complied and she threw it on the end of the bed. “Lay back.” I did, watching her the whole time. She laughed. “Relax, Diz.” I laughed, too, but I knew she was up to something and I was curious to find out what. The bed, like her room, was plain but comfortable. I watched her walk across the room to get something, admiring the way her ass and hips moved. She came back holding something like a rope. As she got closer I realized it was a surfboard leash. “What’s that for?” She dragged one end of the leash over my chest and gave me a coy smile. The non-answer only heightened my excitement. My cock twitched as she trailed the leash down my arm. She tightened the ankle strap over my right wrist, then tugged on the leash. I let her pull my hand back and watched with surprise and fascination as she ran the leash around a post in the headboard and secured the other end around my left wrist. “There.” Callie nodded in satisfaction, then got on the bed. She swung one leg over my waist and straddled me. She wiggled her body until her pussy was on top of my cock. I hissed out a breath. Even with her underwear and my shorts between us, I could still feel the heat of her. “What’s this about?” I raised an eyebrow. I’d never done anything like this, but I was game. She leaned forward, her hands on either side of my shoulders. I had an incredible view of her breasts as they swayed in front of me. Her lips curved up in a promising smile. “I want to make sure you pay attention to my presentation.” “Trust me, you have my undivided attention.” I raised my head to kiss her, but she pulled back just enough that I couldn’t reach her. She laughed, a sultry sound that sent more blood racing to my groin, and rubbed herself over my cock. I’d end up light-headed if she kept this up and couldn’t stifle a groan. “Relax, sweetie,” she said. “You’re going to enjoy this.” I had no doubt. Callie began with a deep kiss.

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