Home Truths (25 page)

‘What?'

‘That was in a note left to us from Uncle Bob.'

‘Look, I won't tell a soul — Scout's honour.'

Jennifer arched a warning brow as she glanced at his oh-so-innocent face. She removed her shoes and suggested to Calum he do the same.

‘Okay, here goes. If we're transported to another time and place, I want you to promise to get me home in one piece.'

‘Stop procrastinating, Jen, and do it.'

She stepped inside. Her uncle's clothes hung from a centre rod. Belts and ties hung from rails attached to the back wall. She slid his clothes aside, reached out and felt the old timber under the flat of her hands. ‘This is a bit like Doctor Who's Tardis.'

‘I'm coming in,' Calum announced. There was a rustle of plastic and hangers sliding as he moved in closer. ‘Found anything?'

A second later, she heard a soft click and then total darkness surrounded them.

A strangled cry escaped Jennifer's throat. ‘What happened?' Jennifer swung around, fingers outstretched. She caught hold of Calum's arm and held on. ‘Why is it so dark?' she asked sounding alarmed.

‘The door swung shut behind us.'

‘Well, go open it!'

‘Okay, don't panic. Are you claustrophobic?'

‘Not as a rule, but this could change things. You do
not
want a hysterical woman with you in a closet.'

‘It's not a problem, Jen, I'll fix it.'

The sound of clicks and scrapes only made Jennifer feel edgier.

‘There, it's open.'

‘Why is it still so dark in here?'

‘I had to slip a piece of paper in front of the lock. I could wedge it with a chair from the kitchen.'

‘No! As long as I know it's not locked, I'll be fine.' Eyes wide, as if that would help, Jennifer turned carefully and ran her hands down the side and back wall. ‘Nothing's happening.'

‘Move over.' Calum reached forward, and his arm brushed her breast. ‘Sorry.'

Had it not been so dark he would've seen her smile.

They edged to the floor and her hair brushed him. She thought it was his face, but it could have been any part of him. He took a deep breath. Jennifer ducked.

Had it not been so dark she would've seen him reach for her and miss.

Jennifer came up and the top of her head collided with his chin. ‘Fuck!' Calum cried out.

‘Sorry.' She rubbed her head and felt his breath against her cheek. His mouth was near her ear, which sent goose bumps down her neck. She quivered, and tried to sound as normal as possible when she spoke. ‘You're very quiet, are you okay?' Her mouth brushed his jaw.
How did that happen
? In a blink, sensuous heat raced to all parts of her body. ‘I can't stand it anymore. It's hot and stuffy, and sweat is starting to trickle —'

‘Really?' Calum's amused voice sounded hopeful.

Oh, not fair. Can I bite him? A nibble maybe…No? Bugger.

‘Let me just get over this side,' he said, crawling over the top of her.

Oh, now I'm definitely going to bite him.

His leg slipped between her thighs. That was it. She lost control, swung around, and lunged for his shirt. Her fingers tingled as she grabbed hold of him and pulled him down. They fumbled for each other's lips, and only missed once. His mouth crushed hers, lips and tongue playful. She slid her fingers into his hair and grabbed handfuls, luxuriating in the silken strands. Her breath came short and fast. His mouth was delicious. Soft, yet firm — hungry, eager.

‘Jen, Jen,' he moaned against her mouth.

The need to feel his skin was more than she could bear. Jennifer took hold of the front of his shirt and yanked it apart. Buttons went flying, clattering against the closet walls and floor. She grabbed his broad shoulders and leant in to nuzzle his skin. ‘God, you smell good, I can't get enough.'

Suddenly, Calum disappeared.

‘Don't go!' she fumble for his chest, but found his thighs. Her hands moved up to his chest and that was when she heard the sound of ripping shirt fabric and elbows banging against the walls.

Jennifer peeled her top off, fighting to get it over her head quickly. Calum came back and tugged at her waist. He slowed the pace, slid her bra straps off her shoulders and trailed soft tongue kisses all the way up her neck. He pulled her into his embrace and unclipped her bra. Jennifer grabbed the front and tugged the straps down her arms, then tossed the bra aside. She moaned with pleasure as her nipples brushed his chest, they swelled and pebbled. She wanted more, and that's what she got. He dipped his head and circled each puckered little bud with his tongue.

‘Oh God,' she whispered, grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him up to her face. She wanted his mouth on hers.

Calum slipped his hands inside her jeans and squeezed her bottom, tugging her firmly against his bulging erection.

‘Oh God,' she groaned again and kissed him harder. He lost his balance and fell back. Plastic squeaked and rustled. For an instant, she lost him among the hanging coats and suits.

‘Crap!' he yelled.

She could hear him scrambling; seconds later coats and plastic hangers went flying. Jennifer couldn't see and didn't really care at this point. She twisted over onto her hands and knees, found his legs and yanked at the hem of his jeans.

‘Woman!' Calum slid forward. ‘You don't know your own strength, and I love it. It's been months without the taste of you, the feel of you. I need you now. Where are you?'

‘Right here.' Jennifer trailed butterfly kisses up his hard, naked stomach.

‘Agh — shit that's good!'

She teased him with a feather light touch of her breasts against his skin. Calum's gasp intensified her arousal.

A film of sweat on his hot skin made his musky scent even more pronounced.

‘Oh,' she purred, ‘I love your smell.'

She wanted all of him and pushed him down to tug at his jeans again. His elbows hit the floor with a thump.

‘Get them off — get them off!' Jennifer pleaded.

‘Wait a minute,' Calum mumbled.

‘I don't want to wait a minute.'

‘Just give me a little room for a sec.' He grunted with effort and the closet floor wobbled underneath her. ‘Got it,' he said, triumphant. His hands were on her legs, caressing their way up to the waistband of her jeans. He yanked, and the brass button went flying.

Jennifer giggled. ‘You owe me a pair of jeans.'

‘I'll buy you five — ten pairs.' He peeled them off her hips. In one swift movement, Jennifer's legs were in the air and she was free of her jeans. She tried to kick them aside and her knees skimmed past what she assumed was his nose. ‘Don't help — please!' he said breathlessly. Her undies and jeans went flying. ‘Don't move.'

She didn't dare. Then he gathered her to him, and he was all deliciously hard muscled, hot nakedness. She explored every inch of him, all her senses heightened in the dark closet. Knees and elbows thumped and drummed on the floor and walls as Jennifer brought her hips closer. Calum lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

‘I want you. Now and —' Before she said too much, like
now and forever
, she kissed his mouth.

Calum slipped inside her warm, wet, delicious place, and she lost herself in him. Her limbs, right down to the tips of her fingers and toes tingled. She gripped his sexy butt as his hands squeezed her bottom and she worked her hips against his. Their kiss continued, his tongue dipping into her mouth as his cock slid inside her.

‘You're so wet, so fucking amazing to feel you surrounding me, squeezing me.'

She groaned louder, pulling him in deeper with her feet and calves.

‘Oh God!' She bit into his shoulder. He managed to find a nipple and sucked. A quiver zipped all the way down to the pulsing nub between her thighs. She met his thrusts, harder, deeper, faster. Her body craved the sweet ecstasy glowing ever stronger around belly and through her groin. Her toes curled, her nipples peaked hard against his chest.

‘I want more…give me more,' she cried out. ‘Cal please, I'm…'

He pushed deeper, grinding his hips against her until she reached an unbelievable orgasm. For Jennifer, it rolled on and on until her limbs felt like jelly. Every sense focused on one delicious pulsing area, yet every part of her glowed and tingled to the point where a touch would make her giggle with pleasure.

Calum's big hands spanned her bottom and held on tight as he thrust in and out; slamming into her one last time, he buried his face in her neck and didn't move.

Panting, Jennifer enjoyed the moment as they stayed connected; arms wrapped around each other, Calum's cock deep inside her, just where it should be.

He murmured, ‘I want to see you.' He raised his head and hauled them both up, which Jennifer thought was outstanding. She shoved her face in his neck and hung on. Then he backed towards the door. ‘I just have to…' With a regretful-sounding sigh, he pulled out and set Jennifer on the floor, then thumped the door a couple of times with his hip.

‘I thought it was open.'

‘That may have been a little white lie.'

Her fingers dug into his shoulders. ‘You mean we're locked in?'

‘Not for long. I didn't want to say anything earlier in case you panicked; I can get us out of here, not a problem.' Calum's hands patted her body until he found her face. He cupped her jaw, then kissed her softly on the mouth. ‘We have two choices.' He kissed his way to her forehead. ‘I can break the lock, which may splinter the door.' He kissed his way down to her nose. ‘Or I could grab my mobile out of my jeans and ring a locksmith.' He kissed her mouth again.

‘I don't fancy the last one. Us stuck in the closet together — not to mention buttons missing on our clothes — would be through town before he's down the stairs. Just force the door open, slowly. Please.'

‘Okay.' Calum braced his shoulder against the door and his foot against the opposite wall and pushed. The door popped open with nothing more than a bent lock.

He swept her up and, cradling her, headed for the bathroom where he set her down on the bath mat. He gave her one of his sexy quirky grins and held his hand out. She took it. Calum turned her palm up, kissing and licking her there. Moving his mouth away he drew her into the brand new, state of the art shower cubicle. Warm water fell upon her skin like gentle rain. He took his time to lather and slide his hands all over her body. Jennifer lifted her arms above her head, stretching. Calum wrapped his fingers around her wrists and slid them down her forearms, splayed his hands and slid further to her armpits, breasts, over her hips and around to her bottom. And she writhed under his touch. Then like a dancer, feet splayed, he slowly slid his tanned athletic body over hers. Jennifer followed his lead and discovered that wet, naked dirty dancing in the shower was breath-taking, magnificent, spectacular.

His hand slipped down between her thighs, and he played the water over her there. Then his fingers lowly slipped in, drawing out the slippery wetness that was all Jennifer.

‘I love how you get wet for me,' he murmured.

She rocked her hips, sliding her sex over his hand. ‘It's you…all for you,' she breathed, then wrapped her hand around his cock and squeezed. ‘You should do something with this,' she said, her voice husky.

‘My pleasure.' He took her arms and slid them around his neck. ‘Hang on.' Then he braced himself as he cupped her bottom and lifted her up. She swung her legs up around his hips, could feel his heart thumping against her chest as he must feel hers. Eyes locked, mouths almost touching, breaths mingling, they stood as warm water cascaded over them. Jennifer could feel Calum holding back, waiting as the fire built inside her. The tip of his cock pulsed between her wet folds.

‘I want to slide inside you. Feel me…fuck you, Jen.' Still looking at her, he nipped her mouth with his.

Her breathing laboured. ‘Oh God, yes do that.'

He pressed her up against the tiles, the tip of his cock at her entrance, he pushed the head in, but no further. She gasped, and demanded, ‘More!'

‘You're ready?' His hands squeezed her bottom, his handsome face and soft eyes watched her closely.

‘Yes, yes, so ready,' Jennifer said on a breath.

He eased her down over his length, filling her all the way to the root, then eased out and back in. A slow sensuous rhythm that was driving her wild.

‘I love looking at you while I'm inside you. Beautiful.' He shifted his forearm under her and brought his free hand around her hip then dipped it in between, found her swollen nub, and lightly, slowly swirled his thumb. Jennifer arched back pressing her hips against his hand.

‘Oh, that's…that's…God!'

He moved his hand away and went back to her to hold her bottom.

‘Harder.' She nabbed his bottom lip and gently sucked it before letting it popped out of her mouth. ‘Harder Calum.'

Watching her closely, he jerked his hips.

Jennifer threw her head back and moaned.

‘Jen…Jen, back at me.' She straightened, eyes back to his, which in itself was hot. ‘I want to see your beautiful face when you come.' His words brought her close to the edge. Riding him, her face softened, her lips parted, and her body quivered around him. Jennifer whimpered, and then her pulsing orgasm hit, muscles clutched at his cock. He pushed her down over him and ground his hips, deeper. ‘Fuck yeah!' Calum's voice rumbled low.

It was her turn to watch the beauty of his orgasm fill his face. Buried deep inside her, Calum growled, ‘I'm coming.' He didn't move while his cock pulsed inside her.

His hands held her tight under her bottom and, head slanted, his mouth came down on hers for a long deep, hungry kiss. He came up for air, kissed her again quickly and, breathing hard, rested his forehead on her shoulder.