Right in Time (7 page)

As they stepped together
to begin the salsa, he felt Maggie shiver slightly at his touch, while an electric shock jolted through his own body.  They stared in to each other’s eyes and noting the fire behind them both, the smile that was on their mouths slowly disappeared.  As the music began, neither of them moved.  Maggie knew the steps for they had done the salsa before, but the look she was drinking in from Caleb was weighing her down.  Caleb made no attempt at dancing either as he stood there frozen.  It wasn’t until the song ended and silence filled the room that he finally spoke up.

“I think I forgot how to dance.”
Caleb whispered, his voice husky, causing Maggie to shiver again.

Before Maggie had a chance to respond, Caleb took it upon himself to crash his lips on hers, taking her breath away.  Roaming hands soon took over and it was only too soon until Maggie found herself with her back up against the mirrored wall with Caleb standing against her, his hands leaving her waist to take their place on the wall on either side of her, caging her in.  Maggie’s tiny hands slipped under his shirt with ease.  She allowed her fingertips to graze his sides and back as her thumbs caught the slightest ripple of his abs as she worked her way towards his chest.  Once they reached their destination, she ran her hands over his pecs and continued across his strong shoulders. 

Caleb took a moment to break from her lips to pull his shirt up over his head, revealing to Maggie what she had only been feeling at this point.  She let her eyes drift over his body.  His soft skin was slightly tanned giving it a golden glow that was only accentuated by the thin layer of sweat that had formed.  Maggie moved her head forward, kissing down from his collarbone to his chest and worked her way back up to where she had started, a small moan escaping from Caleb when she worked on the collarbone where it meets at the nape of his neck was not missed.  Maggie worked her lips, slightly sucking on the skin. 

While Maggie continued her work, Caleb allowed his hands to explore her body.  Being a guitar player, his fingers were slightly calloused and the somewhat rough feel counteracted with the softness of his touch.  He grazed the skin that was revealed between where her shirt ended and her waistband began.  He used his thumbs to lift up the hem of her shirt and his hands slipped under the fabric, moving north along her body as he brought her shirt with it.  Before he was able to fully remove her shirt, Maggie stopped him by pulling away from his sweet spot that was already marked by her mouth. 

They both stood there staring at each other, Caleb’s hands maintaining their spot in the canyons just below her breasts.  Slowly, his right thumb began to graze Maggie’s breast. As it made contact with her nipple, she couldn’t help but close her eyes and throw her head back so that it was flush against the mirror.  Caleb’s thumb continued tracing circular motions as he leaned forward so that his forehead was resting against the top of her head.  He dipped his head slightly so that his mouth was close enough to her ear that he could reach the top of it.  He attached his mouth to it and continued kissing down towards the lobe where he nibbled on it slightly.  Once satisfied, he let out a sigh with heated breath that caught Maggie, causing her to move her head forward to rest on his chest.  Moving slightly forward as well, Caleb rested his lips beside her ear again, this time to whisper to her.

“I want you so bad.”

Maggie groaned in response.  “The feeling’s mutual.”

Neither of them moved from their new found positions, except for
Caleb stopping his ministrations and moving his hands down her body in a painfully slow motion, exiting where they had entered.

“We should probably...”

“Dance?” Maggie finished for him.

“Yeah.  I just...”

“I know.  Me too.” Maggie finished once again, smiling against his chest.

They both regretfully left their spots against the mirror, knowing what they had to do.  Caleb walked over to the stereo system that had been broadcasting silence for who knows how long, and pressed play to start the song once again.  Maggie and Caleb assumed their position and began the dance they were supposed to have completed at the start of the night before becoming preoccupied.  While Maggie and Caleb knew that dance class was meant to actually dance, that didn’t mean they weren’t without their fun.  The passion that was to be present in their steps was there tenfold and more often than not, that caused their routines to end with sessions like before up against the mirror.

Chapter Fifteen

After seeing each other in and out of class for about a month, Caleb had let Maggie know that he had to head to Ontario for a few days.  Because of the frequency of their dates and time together, the thought of going even a few days without seeing him put Maggie in a bit of a downer mood.  What could she say, she was smitten; a fact that both delighted her and frightened her.  Regardless of the latter, she knew she had to push those thoughts aside and go with her heart and her gut. 

Sensing this downturn in Maggie, Caleb planned a special night out for the two of them.  Friday night, after their last class together until he was to get back, Caleb told Maggie to go and change and to meet him back in the studio.  Maggie did as was requested and returned expecting to find Caleb ready to go to wherever their planned outing was to be.  Instead, when she returned she was met with a darkened studio and candles lighting the space, the flickering lights doubled by the mirror’s reflection.  After her eyes adjusted to the dim lights, Maggie looked around searching for Caleb when the sounds of Van Morrison’s “I’ll Be Your Lover, Too” came out of the stereo.  As her eyes darted over to its place in the corner, she saw no one, but no sooner did she feel two strong arms wrap around her waist from behind.

“How did you...?”
Maggie trailed off.

Resting his head on her shoulder and p
lacing a gentle kiss on where it meets her neck, Caleb responded casually “Remote,” as he removed it from his back pocket with a sly grin, producing it for her to see.

“Very smooth, Mister
.”

With a gentle push of his hand,
Caleb guided Maggie in to the studio and closed the door behind them.  In addition to the candles throughout the room, there was a blanket and pillows set up on the floor for them.

“Have a seat”
Caleb instructed as he went to the cabinet in the corner and pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses.

“You had this all p
lanned.” Maggie mused. 

All
Caleb did was smile in response as he joined Maggie on the blanket and poured them both a glass of the red wine.  They both sat there in silence, sipping their wine and listening to the music.

The words in the song rang true for Maggie.  Even though it had only been a short period of time that her and Caleb had been together, she felt so comfortable with him and cared about him and wanted him so much.  But most of all, she trusted him. 

Maggie
leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on Caleb’s lips.

“What was that for?”
Caleb questioned, grinning at the gesture.

“For this.”
Maggie answered, motioning at the display around them.  “But most of all,” she continued, “just for being you.”

Caleb
smiled and put down his glass of wine, and then went on to take Maggie’s from her hands and set it next to his.  He gently took his hands and cupped her face, kissing her just as she had him, but with a bit more force.

“And that’s for being you.” He replied, looking her dead in the eyes, his hands never leaving her face.

Maggie took it upon herself to close the minimal distance that was between them.  She kissed him with such force that it startled Caleb briefly, but he recovered swiftly, taking control. 

The two of them continued to kiss as Maggie felt Caleb’s tongue trace along her bottom lip asking for entry.  Maggie parted her lips and soon their tongues were intertwined, battling for dominance.  In the heat of the moment and with the desire to be even closer to him, Maggie found herself coming to her knees and gracefully swinging her one leg over top of Caleb so that she was sitting on his lap facing him. 

Caleb’s hands moved from her face down to her tiny waist to steady her and to pull her closer to his body.  It was the friction from that motion that caused Caleb to elicit a groan from his mouth.  He could feel Maggie smile behind the kiss and knew that she was either amused or proud of the fact that she had that effect on him.  Not to be outdone, Caleb gripped her waist tighter and pulled her down to him as he bucked his hips towards her, allowing her to feel fully what she did to him.  The pressure of Caleb’s hardened member between her legs was almost too much for Maggie to handle as she let out a moan of her own, giving Caleb a reason to smile this time.  After repeating the action again, Maggie grabbed Caleb’s hands and raised them above both of their heads.  Sliding her arms down the length of his muscular arms, she gripped the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and off.

Discarding the shirt on the floor, Maggie leaned in and captured Caleb’s lips again with her own.  As they continued to kiss frantically, it was as if their hips had minds of their own, involuntarily taking over and grinding towards one another, as if they knew what both their bodies wanted.  Caleb’s hands found their way to Maggie’s bare legs and ran up her thighs towards her core.  He knew where he wanted his ultimate destination to be, but they had yet to go that far and Caleb wanted to be sure that Maggie wanted this before proceeding. 

Cautiously, Caleb removed his hands from her thighs, but was stopped by Maggie’s own hands guiding them back to where they were.  It appeared he had gotten his answer.  Caleb’s hands continued to rub up and down her thighs and he slowly moved his right hand under the hem of her cotton dress, while he traced circles on her inner thigh with the thumb of his left.  With their lips preoccupied, Maggie was aware of what Caleb was doing, but she was so caught up in the moment that any nervousness that she may have had went out the window.  She trusted Caleb and wanted him; every part of him.  And she wanted to share every part of herself with him as well.

Caleb’s hand found its way to the front of her panties and began to rub her through them.  He could already feel a wetness forming, feeling the results of her earlier moans.  Feeling bold, Caleb let his hand slip gently between the fabric and her skin and moved south towards her core.  When she felt his warm hands over her, Maggie couldn’t help but gasp.

“Do you want me to stop?”
Caleb asked, unsure if he had done something wrong or had hurt her.

All
Maggie could do in response was shake her head ‘no’ and Caleb continued with his path.  He gently parted her folds and inserted his middle finger in to her wetness, while his thumb teased her clit.  With this, Maggie’s moans became more vocal as Caleb began to move his finger slowly in and out of her.

“More.  Please.” 
Maggie gasped and Caleb was only more than happy to comply, inserting a second finger in to her.  Maggie found herself rocking her hips against his hand and it was only too soon before she felt herself reach the brink as she closed her eyes and arched towards him in climax.  Continuing to thrust in and out of her until she was through, Caleb removed his hand as Maggie sat there, catching her breath.

“That was...wow.” 
Maggie said with a small laugh and chuckle.

“I love that I can make you feel like that.
”  Caleb said, resting his forehead against hers.  He gently kissed her nose as Maggie’s smile grew.

“And how do I make you feel?”
Maggie asked cheekily.

“I think you got a
preview of that earlier.” Caleb responded with a laugh.

“Yeah?  What if I said I wanted more than just a preview?”

Caleb
looked Maggie in the eyes.  His own had darkened with the lust and passion he was feeling.  He wanted her so bad, but he would never want her to do something that she wasn’t comfortable with just because she thought she had to.  They had talked about their previous relationships and experience before and although he had only been with two women before which wasn’t that many by many people’s standards, he knew he was more experienced than her.  While she and Thomas had been intimate, they never went all the way and he respected that and respected that it was her choice to make with regards to what she did or did not do.  Sensing this, Maggie answered his unasked question simply.  “I want to.”

Maggie leaned down and stared to kiss just under his earlobe, slowly making her way down to the spot she knew drove him crazy.  She gently rocked her hips back and forth against him before reaching down to undo his belt.  Removing her lips from his neck, Maggie kissed her way down his chest, making sure to pay extra attention to the spot just above the waistline to tease him.  As she kissed and licked and nibbled at the skin there, she undid his pants fully and slid her hands down his sides and in between his skin and his boxer briefs.  She rubbed up and down his smooth skin, getting a hint of the curve and firmness of his butt on the process, and then moved her hands to the front to stroke up and down his front on either side of his penis.  She was teasing him and he knew it, but he was in no position to complain.  She knew what she was doing to him too, but she just wanted to make sure she made him feel as good as he did her.