Samantha about her that he decided to make his move.
Samantha was like Caleb in many ways, including the way that they separated business from pleasure. That was until she fell for Connor, her partner of two years and boyfriend of one. Sure, there were bound to be ups and downs, but Samantha assured Caleb that whatever those tough times were, they were worth it. “Anything that is worth your time is difficult. It is just that those ‘difficulties’ don’t seem so bad.” was what she told him and with that, he asked her to see his band play. Despite this revelation that had occurred, he still wasn’t sure about how to proceed. They were still in a professional environment, but all Caleb wanted to do was wrap his arms around her and kiss her with everything he had. When their first class started, Caleb sensed that Maggie was a bit timid and unsure as well and that knowledge made him relax a bit more. Knowing that it wasn’t just him in that predicament made it a bit easier to digest. None the less, he was a guy and his hormones were not letting him off that easily.
As they stepped together to begin the salsa, he felt Maggie shiver slightly at his touch, while an electric shock jolted through his own body. They stared in to each other’s eyes and noting the fire behind them both, the smile that was on their mouths slowly disappeared. As the music began, neither of them moved. Maggie knew the steps for they had done the salsa before, but the look she was drinking in from Caleb was weighing her down. Caleb made no attempt at dancing either as he stood there frozen. It wasn’t until the song ended and silence filled the room that he finally spoke up.
“I think I forgot how to dance.” Caleb whispered, his voice husky, causing Maggie to shiver again.
Before Maggie had a chance to respond, Caleb took it upon himself to crash his lips on hers, taking her breath away. Roaming hands soon took over and it was only too soon until Maggie found herself with her back up against the mirrored wall with Caleb standing against her, his hands leaving her waist to take their place on the wall on either side of her, caging her in. Maggie’s tiny hands slipped under his shirt with ease. She allowed her fingertips to graze his sides and back as her thumbs caught the slightest ripple of his abs as she worked her way towards his chest. Once they reached their destination, she ran her hands over his pecs and continued across his strong shoulders.
Caleb took a moment to break from her lips to pull his shirt up over his head, revealing to Maggie what she had only been feeling at this point. She let her eyes drift over his body. His soft skin was slightly tanned giving it a golden glow that was only accentuated by the thin layer of sweat that had formed. Maggie moved her head forward, kissing down from his collarbone to his chest and worked her way back up to where she had started, a small moan escaping from Caleb when she worked on the collarbone where it meets at the nape of his neck was not missed. Maggie worked her lips, slightly sucking on the skin.
While Maggie continued her work, Caleb allowed his hands to explore her body. Being a guitar player, his fingers were slightly calloused and the somewhat rough feel counteracted with the softness of his touch. He grazed the skin that was revealed between where her shirt ended and her waistband began. He used his thumbs to lift up the hem of her shirt and his hands slipped under the fabric, moving north along her body as he brought her shirt with it. Before he was able to fully remove her shirt, Maggie stopped him by pulling away from his sweet spot that was already marked by her mouth.
They both stood there staring at each other, Caleb’s hands maintaining their spot in the canyons just below her breasts. Slowly, his right thumb began to graze Maggie’s breast. As it made contact with her nipple, she
Samantha was like Caleb in many ways, including the way that they separated business from pleasure. That was until she fell for Connor, her partner of two years and boyfriend of one. Sure, there were bound to be ups and downs, but Samantha assured Caleb that whatever those tough times were, they were worth it. “Anything that is worth your time is difficult. It is just that those ‘difficulties’ don’t seem so bad.” was what she told him and with that, he asked her to see his band play. Despite this revelation that had occurred, he still wasn’t sure about how to proceed. They were still in a professional environment, but all Caleb wanted to do was wrap his arms around her and kiss her with everything he had. When their first class started, Caleb sensed that Maggie was a bit timid and unsure as well and that knowledge made him relax a bit more. Knowing that it wasn’t just him in that predicament made it a bit easier to digest. None the less, he was a guy and his hormones were not letting him off that easily.
As they stepped together to begin the salsa, he felt Maggie shiver slightly at his touch, while an electric shock jolted through his own body. They stared in to each other’s eyes and noting the fire behind them both, the smile that was on their mouths slowly disappeared. As the music began, neither of them moved. Maggie knew the steps for they had done the salsa before, but the look she was drinking in from Caleb was weighing her down. Caleb made no attempt at dancing either as he stood there frozen. It wasn’t until the song ended and silence filled the room that he finally spoke up.
“I think I forgot how to dance.” Caleb whispered, his voice husky, causing Maggie to shiver again.
Before Maggie had a chance to respond, Caleb took it upon himself to crash his lips on hers, taking her breath away. Roaming hands soon took over and it was only too soon until Maggie found herself with her back up against the mirrored wall with Caleb standing against her, his hands leaving her waist to take their place on the wall on either side of her, caging her in. Maggie’s tiny hands slipped under his shirt with ease. She allowed her fingertips to graze his sides and back as her thumbs caught the slightest ripple of his abs as she worked her way towards his chest. Once they reached their destination, she ran her hands over his pecs and continued across his strong shoulders.
Caleb took a moment to break from her lips to pull his shirt up over his head, revealing to Maggie what she had only been feeling at this point. She let her eyes drift over his body. His soft skin was slightly tanned giving it a golden glow that was only accentuated by the thin layer of sweat that had formed. Maggie moved her head forward, kissing down from his collarbone to his chest and worked her way back up to where she had started, a small moan escaping from Caleb when she worked on the collarbone where it meets at the nape of his neck was not missed. Maggie worked her lips, slightly sucking on the skin.
While Maggie continued her work, Caleb allowed his hands to explore her body. Being a guitar player, his fingers were slightly calloused and the somewhat rough feel counteracted with the softness of his touch. He grazed the skin that was revealed between where her shirt ended and her waistband began. He used his thumbs to lift up the hem of her shirt and his hands slipped under the fabric, moving north along her body as he brought her shirt with it. Before he was able to fully remove her shirt, Maggie stopped him by pulling away from his sweet spot that was already marked by her mouth.
They both stood there staring at each other, Caleb’s hands maintaining their spot in the canyons just below her breasts. Slowly, his right thumb began to graze Maggie’s breast. As it made contact with her nipple, she
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