Right in Time (11 page)

Chapter
Twenty Two

In the morning, Caleb rolled over on the bed only to feel an empty space beside him.  He cracked one eye open and stared at the sheets and pillow beside him.  Wondering where she was wasn’t a thought that he had long to process because soon the quiet, off key strumming sounds of a guitar could be heard coming from down the hall.    Making his way out of bed, he quickly pulled his boxers on before walking down the small hallway he knew led to the living room.  He was quiet so as to not let Maggie know he was there and on his approach he saw her sitting on one of the barstools that sat at the island dividing the kitchen from the living room, wearing nothing but his t-shirt and attempting to play the guitar.  Caleb couldn’t help but smile at the look of deep concentration that was written all over her face as she attempted to place her fingers correctly to make a chord. 

And how amazing her legs were. 

And the slight outline of her breasts that he could see underneath the white t-shirt.

“So, are you planning on serenading me this morning?” Caleb asked as he approached her.

Maggie
looked up at him, a slight blush forming on her cheeks at being caught.  Caleb had come to her place straight from the airport and when she woke this morning she noticed the guitar case in the living room and curiosity got the better of her.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.  Or go through your stuff.” Maggie replied, passing the guitar back to him. 

Caleb
leaned in gently against the bar and kissed her lips deeply.  “Nothing to apologize for.” Caleb replied sitting in the stool next to Maggie, turning on it to face her.  “Well, maybe you should apologize for those horrible attempts at chords you were making.”

“Uh!”
Maggie gasped as she playfully hit his arm.  “Not all of us can be musicians and dancers and...”

“Great kissers?” 
Caleb questioned as he leaned towards her and took his mouth and placed it over hers before she had a chance to respond.  Before she knew it, she felt his tongue tracing along her bottom lip, but she refused to let him in.  Pulling away, she replied point blank, “Not until you play for me.”

With that,
Caleb picked up the guitar and looked at Maggie who was now beaming.  He began to play a beautiful melody that she hadn’t heard before.  When he started singing, the smile left Maggie’s face for all she could do was stare at him with adoration, wondering how this man could be hers.

Maggie
felt a tear come to her eye as she listened to the words.  The melody was familiar, but hearing the lyrics coming from Caleb, it seemed they were meant solely for her.  When the last few chords were played ending the song, she jumped off her stool and hugged Caleb, who managed to move the guitar out of the way in time.  When she pulled away, Caleb noticed the tears on her cheek.  He brushed them away with his thumbs, while holding her face near his.

“Baby, why are you crying?”

“Because.  That song was so beautiful.”

“Thank you.”
Caleb replied with a warm smile.  “I wish I could take credit for it, but it just speaks everything I feel.  For you.” He added quietly.

Maggie
didn’t even take a moment, she crushed her lips on to his and this time it was her asking for entrance, which he quickly granted.  Their tongues moved together in unison as everything they had both been feeling came together and was expressed in this one kiss.

Chapter Twenty
Three

The next couple of weeks went by like a blur of happiness for Maggie.  She filled her cake orders on time, she went to her dance classes which she was actually enjoying more and more (and no, not solely because of Caleb!) and everything else just seemed ‘right.’  Caleb joined Maggie and her friends, along with their boyfriends for dinner one night where everyone got the chance to get to know each other.  It was the first time that all four friends were with someone at the same time, so they felt the need to mark the occasion with a group date.  Caleb loved her friends and they all loved him just about as much as she did.  I mean, they couldn’t love him more than she did.  She did get the perks after all!

“Do we have an anniversary?”
Maggie called out to the front of her shop to Caleb.  It was Saturday morning and Caleb had spent the night at her place following dance class the night before.  It had become almost a given.  This morning though, Maggie had a final consultation with Sarah to finalize the designs and flavours for her wedding cake.

“Of course we do!”
Caleb replied as if it were an obvious question, entering the back kitchen.  “Why are you asking?  And what does this do?” Caleb asked as his train of thought shifted to the sheeting machine that Maggie used for fondant.  Having never seen her shop and workspace before, he was like a five year old examining everything.

“It rolls out fondant.  And I’m asking because I just took an order for a 50
th
anniversary cake and it got me wondering.”

“Well
May 25
th
was our first class together...and about three weeks after that was our first date.  And then a couple weeks back was our first...you know.  So, yeah. What event are we counting it from?” Caleb asked grinning.

Maggie
smiled back, but before she had a chance to respond, she heard the bell on the door at the front of her shop ring and she ran to the front to meet Sarah.

The session with Sarah
went great and they managed to get everything finalized in record time.  Sarah and Maggie had become quite close in the planning process and she surprised Maggie when she handed her a wedding invitation on her way out.

“Bring whoever you want.” Sarah said with a wink as she turned to leave, calling over her shoulder “Nice meeting you,
Caleb!”

Maggie
looked at the ivory colored envelope that matched the chosen color for the fondant on the cake and turned around in surprise when she felt Caleb’s arms wrap around her waist.

“So, whatcha got there?”

“An invitation.” She replied casually.  “So, who called before?” she asked, spinning around to face him while still remaining in his grasp.  Caleb had come out to introduce himself to Sarah, but left the two to their business when a phone call took him away.

“Well,”
Caleb answered, drawing out the word. “You know how you love me and stuff, right?”

“Yeah…
?  What do you want?”

“Well, there’s this dance competition...”

“No.”

“It’s for beginners.”

“No.”

“It’s also for charity and I’ve been invited to bring some of my students to compete and when I mentioned that I had been dancing with you, they thought it would be great if we would do a routine together.”
Caleb rushed out.

Maggie
narrowed her eyes and examined his face.  “You already said ‘yes’ didn’t you.”

“Yes?”

Shaking her head, all Maggie could do was reply with, “It’s a good thing I love you.  And that you’ve agreed to be my date for Sarah’s wedding.”

“Wait, what?”

“I guess it’s a good thing you love me too.” Maggie replied, planting a quick kiss on the tip of his nose before heading back to her kitchen to get to work.  “You know,” Maggie responded coyly, “I actually don’t have to have my next order done until tomorrow.  I can teach you a few things in the kitchen.”

“You think you can teach me?”

“You up for it?”

The challenge was on.  Maggie took his hand and led him back in to her kitchen space.  He followed and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and began kissing her neck.

“Do you mind grabbing the cocoa from the top shelf for me?” Maggie asked.

Caleb paused. “You were serious?”

Maggie spun around and pulled him closer to her.  She could feel the bulge in his pants warming.  “You’ve showed me your art, now I’m going to teach you mine.  Now, that cocoa?”

As Maggie got all her ingredients together, Caleb’s hands never left her waist and his lips kept coming back to her neck as if it were pulled in by some magnetic force.  As the chocolaty batter came to form, she placed her finger deep inside the bowl and offered it to Caleb.  As he took her finger in his mouth, she could feel his warmth and his tongue circling, devouring every last ounce of batter and parts of her with it.

“Good?” she asked, her voice cracking with the senses of pleasure.

“I want more of you” he murmured as he released her finger from his hot cavern. 

As he pressed up against her, his arms wrapped tightly around her and she could feel every muscle, every inch of his being.  He released one hand from her waist and brushed her long dark hair to the other side, once again revealing her neck.

“We have to put this in the oven.” Maggie managed to get out, but slowly her brain was turning to mush and she was in Caleb’s control.

“It’s perfect just it way it is.” he whispered, dipping his finger in the bowl and offering it to her.  “Try.”

Maggie swallowed deeply, her emotions getting so high.  Wetting her lips, she took his finger in her mouth and even stronger than the chocolate was the taste of him.  The salty sweetness made her hot and she couldn’t resist anymore.  She released his finger and clasped her hand with his as she turned to face him.  Their eyes met and Maggie knew there was nothing anyone could do to hold her back. 

Caleb sweetly kissed the back of her hand as she reached behind to his firm buttocks and pulled him in to her.  She wanted to
feel him.  As they began to kiss, Maggie ran her hands underneath his white t-shirt, feeling the smooth skin of his chest and stomach.  As she reached higher, Caleb lifted his arms and she proceeded to take his shirt off, revealing what she had felt.  Now it was his turn, after all, it was only fair.  As he unbuttoned her blouse, her light yellow lace bra became more visible until it was all she wore on top.  Maggie took her lips from his and began devouring his neck and then his chest with kisses, as Caleb lifted her up on to the table.

“Ladies’ first” he responded as he ran his hands up her bare thighs underneath her skirt until he neared her throbbing hot recess.

Gently slipping his hand underneath the cool cotton of her underwear, he was met head
on with her damp heat.  Maggie began to moan with pleasure as Caleb tickled and tantalized her until she could barely stand it.  She had to have him in her.  Panting, she pulled him to her and began working on the top button of his jeans until she could pull them low enough to matter. 

She cupped his penis in her hand, yet her tiny palm wasn’t enough to contain it.  She began to echo the movements of his hand with hers, teasing and inviting him to her.  As he continued to stiffen, she used her other hand to pull him the remaining way free.  Maggie slid her way off the counter in order for him to be able to come inside her.

“I want you inside me” she moaned in his ear.  And with that, she released her hand from his already hard member and he obliged.
  Maggie stepped out of her skirt and panties as she felt the thrust of Caleb entering her.  She let out a bought of pleasure as he continued to move and thrust deeper in to her, as she backed against the counter for leverage.  Their bodies moved in sync and she felt herself moving closer and closer to climax.  She couldn’t keep her hands off of him, especially his ass, digging her nails in. 

When she finally came, it was more powerful that anything ever before.  Caleb took pleasure in hers, but as he pulled out, she felt he was still hard. 

That she had to fix.

“I’m sorry.” she said as she began to stroke the shaft.

“Nothing to apologize for.” he got out hurriedly.  “Almost…there…”

It only took a bit to make him come and they both collapsed in an embrace against the counter, his arms on either side of her, both panting and sweating.  Moments later, when Caleb began to laugh, Maggie grew concerned.

“I guess that batter’s ruined.” he chuckled, drawing her attention to the tipped over bowl of chocolate batte
r all over the counter.  Maggie laughed as she ran her hands down his torso.  She leaned in and kissed his shoulder.  “How are you with a mop?”

Chapter Twenty Four

Caleb the teacher was different than Caleb the choreographer.  Teaching Maggie the basic steps was something he could do in his sleep.  But when he had the chance to create a piece that was his own, you could practically see the wheels turning in his head and the smoke about to come bursting out of his ears.