101 EROTICA STORIES (66 page)

 “It’s just a few blocks from here, actually.”

“Shall we, then?” he asked nonchalantly.

Although Eva was a bit shocked and irritated that he immediately jumped in the opportunity of being alone with her, she really couldn’t blame him. It was her who practically invited him.

Raul’s voice sounded choked when he found his voice to speak. “Are you sure, meu filha?” he said, wariness creeping into his voice.

“Of course, papai!” she assured her father, although she thought about his worry quite odd. If he was the one who brought Caleb, why would he be troubled about leaving with him alone?

She shrugged her worries off and grabbed onto Caleb’s arm. She felt the muscles bunch beneath her fingers and that caused another spurt of desire in her, closer to the juncture of her thighs.

“Vamos!” she told him, sending flying kisses to her parents.

“Com licença, Senor de Albiol, Senhora de Albiol,” he said in a low, respectful tone, and let Eva pull him to the gate and into the street.

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Like she promised, the walk to her beach house only took less than ten minutes. Of course, she dawdled around the neighborhood; talking to people she’d meet, asking how they were – just so she would never have to face the steady, burning green gaze which was on her all the time.

“There it is!” she exclaimed, pointing to a small wooden A-house surrounded by large, leafy plants and hanging orchids.

He can hear the sound of waves crashing on the shore from here which meant that the beach was nearby. Besides that, the ground already had a layer of grey sand. Because of the heat outside, Caleb took his sweat-dampened shirt when he reached the tiny porch.

When Eva saw his well-made, lean chest and torso, her throat suddenly became a bit scratchy. “I’ll allow you to stay here until dinner time. After that, you must leave.”

His sharp gaze turned to hers, but his voice was merely curious when he asked, “Why?”

“I don’t have to explain. As my father has said, I am lesbian. I like eating pussies, not sucking dicks.” she told him, straight to the point.

He didn’t comment on that, letting her think that she has the upper hand.

Caleb knew a lot about her, from what her mother has been saying. Besides liking women over men, Eva was slightly traumatized with what some asshole did to her a year or so ago.

And contrary to what she believes, it wasn’t her father, Raul, who invited him over. It was Adelaide. But he wasn’t disclosing that yet.

“Aren’t you going to ask about me?” he asked her, sitting on a small bench in her porch. “After all, you invited me here.” he pointed out.

She shook her head.

But he told her anyway.

Caleb is the current owner and operations manager of the humble airline company, Bahia Air, which primarily provides flights within Brazil. Just last year though, they started buying larger aircrafts and expanding their flight schedules to nearby South American countries and the Caribbean.

Eva was impressed. Now she remembers his name, reading it in one of the memos sent to her. Their travel agency often used Bahia Air because it was inexpensive yet had great service.

“My mother says I’m not bad to look at,” he added, and she agreed with that, her eyes flickering over his abs and lean, muscled arms. But she didn’t show it. “No girlfriend as of the moment.” he said, winking at her. “And I’m attracted to you.”

“Senhor Nolan, if you are thinking that I’d be seduced by you, you are very much mistaken.” she stated casually, even if her pulse was throbbing wildly beneath her skin.

He answered with a smirk as he stood up. Then he began untying his rope belt, unzipping his thin cotton pants and letting it fall to the ground. He was left with a pair of very small, plain black boxers. He was really swarthy, lean muscles all over.

“What are you doing?” she asked angrily, her temper firing up because the sexual need in her was about to burst.

She wanted to go to her bedroom and start fingering herself. But his unwavering stare fixed her in place, the desire snaking around her belly and slowly spreading to other parts.

“I’ve only one question, Senhorina de Albiol.” he said as he stepped forward to close the short distance between them.

Although the best thing to do to deal with these new found sensations she’s having is to steer clear of it, she forced herself to stay put on the spot. When Caleb reached her, his hand crept up her arm, shoulder, neck, until he was cupping her jaw gently.

Eva ground her teeth. “Ask your question, Nolan.”

His handsome grin was back. “Are you always in a hurry for everything?”

Her breath hitched in her throat when she felt something poke in her belly. She doesn’t have to look down to see that his penis was jutting up proudly, tenting his boxers. What was surprising was her reaction to it.

The desire exploded in her middle, wetting her panties even more. The nipples were so hard, straining against her cotton dress that she wanted to pull it down so Caleb can kiss it.

“Ask. Now.” she said through her teeth. “Then leave.”

He shrugged. “Has a man fucked you properly already?”

Her face flamed because the truth was, she has never tried it with a man before. Her ex, Louisa, a big-breasted girl who she has all night lick-fest with now and then, liked fucking boys on the side too. She said that she has proven that she really is a lesbian because she has tried cocks already.

A few seconds ticked by and she still couldn’t give him an answer. That was enough encouragement for him to pull her to his and touch his lips to her ears.

“I take that as a no.” he whispered, nibbling her soft earlobe, moving towards her fine jaw, “So what do you say and let us give this a try?

And because she was tingling with desire all over, she allowed his mouth to skim over hers. His lips were soft and hard at the same time. He was compelling her to open her mouth and, when she did, his tongue slipped in and forced hers to mate with his.

Eva’s hands came up around his nape, pulling his head down to hers as her body clung to him. Caleb’s hands cupped her backside, pulling the thin sheet of cotton that was her dress up to reveal her beautiful legs.

When his hands touched the cotton underwear and felt the dampness spreading, he smiled through their entwined lips. “I’ve never had lesbians this responsive before, Eva.” he said, his voice muffled with desire. “Come to think of it, I’ve never had lesbians at all.”

Caleb swiftly lifted her in his arms before she can say anything in retort and carried her inside the wooden cottage.

The whole area was small but looked warm and comfortable. There was a set of wicker chairs on the left, a wooden table for four on the right, a kitchen counter at the back and a small room which may be the toilet.

Wooden staircase beside the toilet led to the loft above which had a nice terrace overlooking the living and dining room and covered for privacy with beaded curtains made of bamboo and glass drops.

The staircase was a bit narrow but he managed to walk up with Eva in his arms and not fall on his face. He did that very carefully, his mouth still locked with hers. He figured that she might suddenly change her mind about what they were doing.

He saw the soft bed, covered with white cotton bedding and a colorful crocheted throw blanket on top of it. Images of her, naked and pliant, twisting in pleasure made his cock harden even more.

Caleb carefully laid her on the bed, his hands slowly removing her dress.

Eva couldn’t help it, couldn’t even remember how she got to be here in her bed. Her mind was clouded with him, straddling her, looking at her bare body especially the tightened nubs in her breast. She was still wearing her white panties but clearly showed the dampness and her dark blonde pubic hair.

“I’d like to touch you in places,” he murmured, “Show you that I can do better than your girlfriends.”

She raised her hips up as his hands skimmed over her thighs, willing him to do so. But he didn’t and she groaned her disapproval. He heard her mutter ‘filho de puta’ which he translated as son of a bitch, before she raised herself to grab his shoulder. “Now, Nolan!”

He chuckled, finding her impatience thoroughly enjoyable. Who would have thought that she’d be this ready? But he was thanking the gods for his luck.

“Quero beijar seus lindos lábios,” he said, wanting to kiss her lips, “But here,” he said, gliding the back of his hand over her swollen mound.

“Por favor, Nolan” she whined out, her hands going to her own breasts, caressing it.

“Call me by my name,” he told her.

Damn the man, she thought, her eyes going wild and crazy. She couldn’t even remember her own name at this point. But she racked her brain and tried to remember.

“Damn you!” was all she came up with

“What’s my name, Eva?” he insisted.

She whimpered his name out. “Caleb, please…”

“Jogo com sua buceta um poco,” he said, asking her to touch herself. “I want to see you pleasure yourself.” he added, persuading her.