Part 2 Chapter 2

I laughed the entire way up to our room, Callan’s hand on my ass as he held me closely to his shoulder. My arousal was on clear display with the way I was laying on Callan’s shoulder. Lela was purring in my head as Callan carried me up the stairs.

Entering the room, Callan closed the door behind us, the sense of urgency that had carried us up the stairs leaving him. He slowly placed me down on the bed and pulled the shirt over my head. He unhooked my bra and I let it slide off my arms. He pulled at my shorts and I gently lifted my hips off the be, allowing him to pull them off of me. I yanked down his shorts, letting him know that I wanted him to take them off, which he quickly obliged me and took them off, followed by his tank top. I loved the feeling of his skin on mine. Even if we didn’t make love, I would often ask Callan to sleep naked next to me. The feel of his skin on mine was calming and had been helpful with my anxiety, especially in the immediate