Michaels, Skye - Calleigh's Collar [Le Club 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) (11 page)

She rotated her hips, enjoying the continued fullness of his semierect cock still imbedded in her pulsing pussy. “Oh, baby. There is nothing better than that,” she crooned, replete and completely satisfied.

Chapter Twenty

In the Southern Plantation Suite the light was fading as Calleigh and Steele lay in a double Pauleys Island Hammock on the veranda. “So, all in all it was not too bad of a weekend?” Steele asked. “I know it had its hairy moments, but I hope not enough to scare you off.”

“I think with all the high drama, this weekend has lasted at least a month,” she sighed. “I am going to need a two-week vacation to rest up from this weekend.”

“Well, I had planned on a little excitement when I invited you for lunch, but it turned out to be more than I anticipated.”

“Yeah, be careful what you wish for,” Calleigh said. She snuggled in closer, relaxing into his protective embrace. Calleigh rubbed her foot up and down his leg as he gently massaged her shoulders.

“Shall we eat dinner here again? I could do without the curious stares in the dining room. That will fade fast, but right now we are definite ‘persons of interest,’” Steele said. “What do you want for dinner?”

“Good idea. Surprise me. I’m going to shower.”

After making the arrangements for dinner to be served on the veranda, Steele joined Calleigh in the enormous marble shower. “We could have a party in here,” she said as he stepped under the pounding waterfall pouring from the ceiling and put his arms around her. He pulled her back against his hair-covered chest and erect cock.

“Just you and me…that’s all the party we need. Want your back washed?” he asked as he ran the soapy sea sponge down her long, elegant back and over her beautiful, heart-shaped bottom. “I just love your ass! Still a little pink,” he murmured in her ear. She pillowed her head on her crossed forearms and leaned against the wall as he ran the nubby sponge between her thighs, sensitizing her pussy. “Spread your legs, baby.” He knelt down behind her and ran his tongue down the cleft of her bottom and between the pouting lips of her trembling pussy. He gave her sensitized clit the attention it demanded, and soon she was trembling with reaction, barely able to stand. “Turn around,” he said, and when she did, he lifted her up. As her legs wrapped around his waist, she was impaled on his erect shaft, her butt cupped in his hands. He began pumping his powerful hips fast and hard, her moans of ecstasy blending with the sound of the thundering waterfall. Her cry of completion was music to his ears as his semen jetted into her waiting pussy. Jason loved a hot shower!

* * * *

Seated at the dining table on the veranda dressed in a long, teal-blue silk robe, Calleigh enjoyed a glass of wine as the waiter served the piping-hot, juicy, rare steaks with stuffed baked potatoes, salad, and fresh-baked bread. She was starving.
Great sex in the shower will do that for you
. She giggled to herself as the waiter left the suite.

Steele placed a square velvet box on the table next to her. She looked up at him with an enquiring gaze. “For me?”

“It’s something I’ve had for awhile. I had a premonition about us last year. I bought it and put it away, hoping things would turn out to warrant the purchase. Open it.”

With trembling fingers she lifted the lid of the box. Inside, lying on a bed of black velvet, was a hammered white-gold collar with a pink pav
é
diamond heart pendant suspended from the center. The pink diamonds were shaded from a deep pink at the top to a pale pink in the center fading to white at the point. She stared in awe. “Jason, it’s beautiful,” she gasped.

“It’s a slave collar for my beautiful and precious sub. The pendant can be taken off and worn on a regular chain or can be turned over and worn with the point at the top, in which case it will look just like your beautiful ass, which is why I bought it. But that will be our secret. Whenever you are ‘in the mood’ just turn the pendant around, and I will be happy to oblige. What do you think? Do you want to be my sub permanently and wear my collar?”

“I’m stunned,” she replied.

“I know this is sudden for you. You can think about it if you need to. I want you to know that this collar is to be followed by an engagement ring if you say yes. I know you’re the woman I want to spend my life with, have children with, and grow old with. If you want me to, I’ll resign from the club. I wouldn’t want the Lifestyle to be a determining factor in your decision.”

Calleigh bounced up, ran around the table, and jumped into his arms. “Of course I’ll say yes. I wouldn’t want you to give up the club if we could have an arrangement like the Hamiltons, where it’s not ‘Lifestyle’ all the time but a fun addition to our lives when we feel like indulging.”

“What could be more perfect than that?” He reached across the table for the collar and put it around her neck. “Just beautiful!” he exclaimed. “You turned my heart upside down.”

“Wait…” she said and took the collar off. Turning the pendant around so the point of the heart pointed up, she put it back on. “You were right on Friday…I do love my big ass!” He laughed and hugged her tight.

“It reminded me of your most gorgeous feature.” He chuckled.

“I love you, Jason.”

Epilogue

Nine months later

It was almost sunset when Steele and Calleigh turned at the sign for Eden Creek Farm and drove down the long, curving, tree-shaded driveway to the sprawling main house. Situated at the bottom of a broad, shallow valley, the house was surrounded by rolling, green hills broken into white-fenced pastures. Pregnant mares were placidly grazing while new mommas with frolicking foals patiently watched them kicking up their heels.

“I have to say,” Calleigh said, “that seeing all those round bellies out in that pasture is giving me pause for thought.” Jason found he loved Calleigh more every day, if that was possible, and he knew that Calleigh felt the same way. They were both thrilled to be expecting a child, and she was happy that she would be able to continue to work from her new drafting studio in the barn at the new farm.

“Your little round belly is just beautiful to me,” Steele said as he parked the family-friendly Porsche Cayenne. Jason had everything he had ever wanted. He had the beautiful woman he had waited over two years for and loved madly. She was warm and funny with a naturally sweet nature that he appreciated more every day. He had a baby on the way. They were enjoying planning the renovations at their new farm, and both of their practices were thriving. In spite of what had happened, they were still enjoying continued visits to Le Club.
It really couldn’t get better than this.

“Hi, you guys,” Robbie called from the front door of the house. “Mike is in the foaling barn. We have a mare about to pop, and he wanted to check on her before dinner. Would you like to take a walk down and see?”

“That would be great. I’ve never seen a horse give birth.”

“Probably won’t tonight, either. They usually have the uncanny ability to wait until the dead of night when no one is around. That’s why we have surveillance cameras in the foaling stalls, so they can have their privacy until things get rolling.”

They strolled along the winding path to the small red barn which had small paddocks outside each large foaling stall.

“I just love this little barn. It’s exactly what I want when we renovate our barn. Did you know we closed on a farm a couple of miles west of here a few weeks ago?” Calleigh told Robbie excitedly. “We want to raise our kids out in the country like you and Mike. You guys have really been an inspiration!”

“That’s great! We’ll be neighbors! Hey, Mike, company’s here.”

“Come into the barn,” he called. “Annabelle has just popped out a beautiful little bay filly as easy as pie. I didn’t think she would have a problem, but you never know.”

“Oh, look at her! She can barely stand,” Calleigh gushed. “Her legs are all wobbly. She’s so precious, and she’s nursing already.”

“It’s imperative that they stand and nurse immediately and that one of us be in the stall to ‘imprint’ the foal,” Mike explained. “This little girl is going to be a beauty. How about if we name her Calleigh’s Delight?”

Calleigh threw her arms around Mike and Robbie and said, “That would be just wonderful.” She smiled over her shoulder at Steele. “It’s a really good omen, isn’t it, Jason!”

“Sure is, baby,” Steele replied. “Can’t wait to see our little foal. In just about seven months we’ll have a little one of our own. I can hardly wait! We’re going to add a nursery and a children’s wing to the house at the new place. Calleigh is already drawing up the plans and specs.”

“I can hardly wait to really start showing so it will all seem real!” Calleigh laughed.

“Let’s go in and eat. We can take another look at these two later,” Robbie said.

THE END

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