Tit for Tat Baby (12 page)

“Oh God Calluuuumm … please no more!”

“Oh no little painter … you will admit
before the sun rises that you missed me and you are not just the painter on an
assignment!”

“Ca … llum, no!  You have … to …
stooopp!”

She mewled when his lips closed over
her super sensitive clit and she tried to crawl higher on the bed, but he
followed and twirled his tongue over the tip until she cried over and
over.  He slipped two fingers inside her and pumped in and out, hitting
and rubbing her G-spot every time.  She thrashed desperately against his
hand and mouth.  The pressure that built inside her was unbearable. 
Her whole body tightened suddenly and she squirted.  She screamed at the
foreignness of it then harder as the intensity of the climax that tightened her
core, nearly tore her apart.  Callum growled when he realized he managed
to give her a squirting orgasm and he kept feeding it, the squirts coming and
going as he kept plunging his fingers against her G-spot.

“Ca  ... llum … pleeease … you
have to … stoop!  I can’t … pleeease!”

He gave in and pulled his hand from
her to softly stroke over her cleft, allowing her to calm down.  She
panted and her body jerked helplessly for moments longer.  When they
subsided, he rose on his knees behind her and pulled her on her knees. 
Callum clenched his teeth, his shaft throbbing with need.  He positioned
him against her pulsing channel and pressed his large, blunt tip just inside
her.  The heat and wetness that surrounded him, nearly made him come right
there and then.

“God, Jenna … you are so hot … so wet
… and Lord knows, woman … I need you!”

He plunged forward then, hard and
fast.  His thrusts followed immediately, desperately needing her
submission, her need for him evidenced every time by her uncontrollable
reactions with him deep inside her.  Jenna could do none other than submit
and thrash back against him, urging him on for more, needing the next hard
thrust as much as she needed to breathe.  Callum felt his climax rush
through him and he did not even try to hold it back, his need to release too
intense.  He came then, so hard and with so much force, his warm release
shot against Jenna’s womb and she screamed as she followed him into
oblivion.  Her inner muscles clasped and drew him deeper still. 
Callum did not even have the strength to keep thrusting.  Every muscle in
his body replete.  He pushed into her and collapsed on top of her,
flattening her on the bed.

Jenna’s breathing was harsh and
desperate.  Her body like Jell-O after all the climaxes Callum drew from
her, yet she kept still, not wanting him to withdraw from her just yet. 
He was still hard inside her, and her inner core still throbbed around him.

Callum struggled to get control over
his breathing.  His shaft still pulsing with need, even though he just had
an amazing orgasm.  He has been without her for too long.  He needed
her again, and that in itself amazed him. More than that,  it scared the
hell out of him.

He breathed deeply and tried to relax. 
He felt Jenna then.  Every smooth inch of skin against his front, her
heated channel still pulsing around his shaft. He pulled his knees up slightly
and pushed his torso from her.  He stroked her smooth ass cheeks and
curled his hand around her hip to draw her on her side.  Their eyes met
and he leaned down to kiss her slowly and sensually, taking her just found
breath, away again.  Callum pulled her one leg up. Jenna gasped when he
hooked it over his far shoulder. He settled his knees on either side of her
other leg.  His eyes held hers captive and he pressed deeper into her.

He watched her eyes widen when he went
deeper.  Jenna felt him fill her deeper than ever before.  Her
breathing increased and mewled when he stroked her breasts, slowly circling
around her nipples which shriveled into tight buds immediately.

“Did you miss me, Jenna?”

“Callum … we can’t … you have to stop
this.”

“Do I?  Why?”

He leaned harder into her and pressed
his shaft even deeper.  Jenna gasped, frightened that he could be so deep
inside her, but her body stretched to accommodate him. She arched her back when
his fingers flicked over her nipples.  He rolled and pinched them.

“Tell me why, Jenna.”

“You … hmmmm … you know why!”

“No … I’m afraid I don’t.”

Callum leaned forward, stretching her
leg back and looked into her eyes, both his hands closed around her breasts,
tweaking and stroking her nipples.  She mewled and her eyes hazed over.

“Tell me why!”

“I work he … hmm … re …” Callum rolled
his shaft inside her.  “You’re … I have to …” He withdrew and plunged back
in.

“Did you miss me, Jenna?”

“I … ohlordohlord … yessss … I missed
you!”

He rolled inside her again and
twitched his shaft.  Jenna panted.

“Tell me what I want to hear, Baby.”

“No … we … it’s not …
ohlordohlordohloord!”

He withdrew and teased her with his
shaft barely inside her channel.  She thrashed to push him deeper, but he
kept teasing her.

“Tell me, Baby!”  His voice was
hoarse.

“I … Callum … I need you.  I
missed you and I needed you with me!”

“Are you just the little painter,
Jenna?”

“No … oohhh … deeper, honey … please!”

“What are you Jenna?”

“Yours!  I am yours!”

“Yes! You are mine … don’t forget or
deny it ever again.  Do you hear me, Baby?”

“Yes … yeeessss!”

He pushed slowly back inside her and
she mewled until he stopped and then panted.

“Jenna … I am going … I need to … oh
lord … be inside you … all the way!”

Her eyes widened.  She was
already stretched more than she has ever been.  She was not sure she could
take more of him.  She was not sure she was ready emotionally to give him
so much of herself.  He saw the expressions flash in her eyes, but he knew
he was not going to allow her to draw back from him.  Not now … not when
her need flashed in her eyes, even though her mind said the opposite.

“No, Calluuum, I … I … can’t!”

“Too late Jenna … your eyes already
said yes.”   

He leaned over her, her leg nearly
pressed all the way against her side.  She was spread wide open for
him.  He took her hands that lifted to his chest and pulled them over her
head and pleated his fingers through hers. He pressed her hands against the
bed.

“Hold on to me, Baby and breathe …
keep breathing deeply.”

He growled long and harshly as he
pressed deeper into her and then deeper still.  She cried out, her fingers
tightening around his.  He stopped and panted.   Jenna drew
shuddering breaths. She felt him nearly filling every inch inside her. 
She felt slightly uncomfortable, but kept still and breathed deeply.  Her
body accepted him and stretched again, tightening around him and he groaned
into her neck. His eyes caught hers and she panted with him, now needing him to
fill her completely, to touch her womb and be part of her.

He clenched his teeth, but when Jenna
lifted her hips against him, he lost control and plunged in all the way. 
Jenna screamed, then panted and breathed deeply.  The fright of feeling
him hit her cervix so hard receded in the feel of his hardness inside
her.  She could not feel where she ended and he began, he filled her so deep. 
She savored the feeling.  Her insides quivered and her blood bubbled like
a volcano on the verge of erupting.

“Jenna … hmmm … oh lord, you feel so
good.  I have wanted this from the first time!  Feeling you clutch
every inch of me inside you!”

Jenna panted, desperate for him to
start thrusting.  She needed the friction of his hardness inside
her. 

“Honey … I need you!  Please!”

She did not have to ask twice. 
Callum pulled back and watched her as he plunged back all the way in one hard
thrust, until he touched her womb.  Jenna wailed and tried to thrash
against him.

“Again!”

Callum did it again and she wailed
even louder.  She clutched at his hips, but was unable to move her hips
with the position she was in.  She cried with the need that infiltrated every
cell in her body.

“Again!  And don’t stop! 
Take me Callum!  I need you!”

He took her then.  Hard, fast and
at long last, deeper than he has ever been inside a woman.  He plundered
her body and she spurred him on. He turned her on her back and settled between
her legs.  She wrapped her legs around him, but he took both her legs and
hooked them over his shoulders.  She gasped as he felt even bigger and
deeper than before inside her.  He leaned into her, her legs pressed all
the way back.  He plunged into her and set a furious rhythm, driving into
her with controlled force until they both exploded and plunged into the abyss
of pure pleasure.

Callum sagged onto her and their
breathing were haggard.  Jenna bit her lip and forced the tears
back.  She swallowed hard against the lump in her throat.  She was
lost, totally and irrevocably lost. 

Oh Lord, how could I have been so
stupid?  I fell in love with him.  Heaven help me, I love him!

She loved all of him, even his
grumpiness and arrogance.  But most of all, she loved him for the woman he
made her to be. The woman she wanted to be for him!

Callum withdrew from her and fell onto
his back. 

“Come here, Baby.”

He pulled her on top of him and
tangled his legs with hers.  He wrapped his arms around her.  She settled
her head on his shoulder and pushed her hands beneath his shoulders.  They
fell asleep just as the sun peeked over the horizon.

Jenna
stood back and took a final critical look at the mural in front of her. 
She just finished the final layer of varnish.  The scene in front of her
came alive with the light shining on it.  The painting was done with
movement in mind.  Slow and romantic, as the era and scene it
portrayed.  She nodded.  Satisfied that she achieved a full
restoration of the first mural in the McGregor castle.

She stood back and took a photo. 
It would be used for the before and after catalogue of the Smithsonian. 
  She heard the excited chatter of the twins and smiled. It has been
a few weeks since they came for a visit as they went on a trip to
Disneyland.  Her stomach fluttered when she heard Callum’s deep voice and
then his chuckle.

He’s had to put in long hours at the
office after being gone for so long.  Not that there were problems, but he
wanted to get up to date with all the projects. Jenna was relieved.  Since
she realized she loved him, she tried to avoid him as far as possible. 
With him leaving so early and arriving home so late, it was relatively
easy.  Although he slept with her in his arms every night.  She was
slightly chafed from their overindulgence the night he returned and he was
forced to allow her time to recover.

She was glad when he told her his
sister and her family was coming for a visit for the weekend.  At least he
would stay away from her and she could breathe for a change.

She snapped a few more photos and then
re-sealed the varnish tin.  She took the brushes and walked to the basin
at the back of the house to clean them properly and prevent them from
hardening.  It took nearly thirty minutes before she was satisfied the
brushes was clean.  She was pressing water from the bristles when big,
strong hands wrapped around her waist.  She was pressed against Callum’s
hard body.  He nuzzled her neck and slowly pulled her earlobe into his
mouth, sucking softly.  Heat curled down Jenna’s body to settle in her
core.

“Baby, I can’t go another night
without you.  I need you, little painter.”

“Callum, you seem to forget your
family is here for the weekend.”

“No, I didn’t.  Don’t worry,
Baby.  I’ll make sure they can’t hear your screams!”

“Aunty Jen!  Where are you?”

“Callum, I am serious.  You’ll
just have to endure for another few nights.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Now listen here, McGregor.  You
are not going to embarrass me in front of your family!”

His eyes narrowed and he growled.

“I thought we settled this the other
night, Jenna.”

“Not when your family is around!”

“Oh, so I am only good enough for you
as long as no one else knows about it?”

“Aunty Jen!  There you are!”

The twins came running around the
corner and Jenna stepped away from Callum, dropping the brushes in the
container.

Connor looked from Callum to Jenna and
looked at his uncle with a frown.

“Are you angry with Aunty Jen, Uncle
Call?”

“Yes!  Your Aunty Jen is very
close to a whipping on her ass!”

“Oee … you said ass!  Mom said we
must not say ass!”

Callum sighed and glared after Jenna
walking towards the backdoor.  Caitlin frowned at Callum a last time and
skipped after her.  Connor stood looking at him with his arms folded over
his small chest.