My Salvation (7 page)

Just as she started to undo his pants the sound
of a soft knock was heard from the front door. Deciding to ignore
whoever was there, thinking it was nothing, Owen bent to take her
nipple into his mouth. The knock returned, but louder and with more
force.

He growled and pulled away from Cali. “Who the
hell is at my door at this time of night?”

Owen told her not to move and he would be right
back before stomping to the door. He pulled the wooden door open
with such a force that the person on the other side jumped.

“Mia?”

“Hi Owen.” She was tall with strawberry blonde
hair, blue eyes and a thin build, but wasn’t curvy like Cali was.
The last time he had seen her was two years prior.

“What the fuck are you doing on my front porch?”
He knew the tone was harsh and he didn’t care. When he said he
never wanted to see her again, he meant it. Those words were some
of the smartest he ever spoke.

With her voice barely above a whisper she said,
“I wanted to talk. I missed you.”

“So you drive out to my cabin in the middle of
the night? You could have called, Mia. How did you even know where
I was?”

“I stopped by your house, but no one answered at
the gate. Then I remembered you had a cabin. And you know I’ve
tried to call you numerous times, but you never answered. I left
messages too.”

“You’re right, I didn’t answer any of those
calls, because I had nothing to say to you!” His voice kept getting
louder and louder. Having her standing in front of him made too
many painful memories come rushing forward.

Owen heard Cali come to a stop behind him.
Glancing over his shoulder, he gave her an apologetic look. She
looked weary, but still came to stand alongside him. Reaching her
hand out, she asked, “I’m Cali and you are?”

Mia simply stared and didn’t bother shaking her
hand. Instead she wiped tears from her cheeks and sucked in her
lower lip. Owen could only imagine what Cali was thinking during
this dramatic display of emotion.

Cali was ignored as Mia looked to him and
started talking once more. “Owen, please, I just want to talk.”

“Mia, you need to leave.” He stepped away and
pulled Cali with him starting to shut the door in Mia’s face. Mia,
however, was having none of it. Instead of letting the door shut,
she put her foot in front of it to keep the door from closing.

Cali went to move forward, but Owen blocked her
path. “You need to move your foot. I don’t hit women, but I will
call the cops and have an officer remove your ass from my
property.”

“I’m not going anywhere. If you want to shut the
door fine, but I’ll be in the car waiting for you to come talk.
Where I parked is not on your property,” Mia said.

Cali stepped away from Owen and went to look out
of the side window. Walking back to the door she said, “You’re
right, Mia is it? Where you parked isn’t Owen’s property, it’s
mine. Now go and get your piece of shit car off of
my
drive.”

This time Mia decided to address Cali. “If you
would leave Owen and I alone I would be happy to move
my
car.”

With venom in her voice, Cali said, “It will be
a cold day in hell before you are left alone with him.”

“Enough!” Owen roared. He was done with the
conversation. “Mia, leave, now.”

“Fine, I’ll go, but do know that you will be
seeing me again. I still love you and intend to get you back, one
way or another.”

Not missing the way Mia seemed to be able to
turn the tears off and on, Owen hung his arm over Cali’s shoulders
and moved to shut the door. Mia didn’t move to stop the door from
closing.

She stepped off of the porch and walked toward
the car. Halfway there she stopped, turned her head and winked. Now
he knew she was fucking crazy, no doubt in his mind.

He took Cali’s hands in his to try and rub out
the tension. He knew only one thing was coming now, the talk he
dreaded where he laid everything on the table. The details were
ugly, but he hoped she would still want to be with him once the
past was revealed.

“Owen, spill.”

Groaning he said, “Fine. I started dating Mia
five years ago. Our relationship was great in the beginning and
after six months we moved in together. We had a lot in common and
rarely fought. A year later things started to go downhill. She
started to pull away and every time I confronted her the fighting
got worse.

“It was a vicious cycle. We would fight, she
would leave only to appear the next day like nothing happened. This
went on for a couple of months. She never said where she was going.
I figured she went to her parent’s house since she was living there
when we met.

“One night we had a particularly bad fight. Mia
left and an hour after her leaving I couldn’t take the silence
anymore and decided to get out of the house. I drove to Ethan’s
house thinking we could go out for a drink and I could get his take
on the situation. We were close and saw each other a lot since he
was working for me at the time.

“Well, I pulled up to his apartment and knocked
on the door. He didn’t date much, more like casual flings. And
every single time he was inside fucking someone a towel would be
hung on the front doorknob so I would know not to go in. I didn’t
see a towel so in I went.

“All of the living room and kitchen lights were
on, but no sign of him. I decided to check and see if he was in one
of the bedrooms. There was an office in one and he slept in the
other. The first bedroom came up empty. All the while mind you, I
was calling him. Yelling his name to try and figure out where he
was.

“I get to the master bedroom and the door is
open. The light is dimmed, but on and music was playing. When I
looked into the room I saw Mia on the bed on all fours with my
brother fucking her from behind. She was moaning and calling his
name. I must not have heard her since I was calling him. That was
probably the reason no one heard me, plus the music was
playing.

“I stood in place for a minute in shock, but
then it all clicked. Mia had been running to his apartment when we
would fight. She never reappeared until the following day. She had
been fucking Ethan for two months and I never knew. I saw him every
damn weekday and he was able to look
me
in the eyes and
lie. The fact that we were having problems wasn’t news to him,
Ethan and I had discussed it before.

“Do you know what hurt the most? Not that I was
being cheated on, but that she was cheating on me with my fucking
brother. My best friend. One of the few people that was
trusted.

“I had slipped out of his apartment without
saying a word. The next day at work, he came in like nothing
happened. I said we needed to talk and asked to meet me in my
office. I told him I knew everything and said he had to leave, I
couldn’t stand to look at him anymore. He left and we haven’t
spoken for over two years until he pulled in to the lake the other
night.”

With sincerity in her voice, Cali said, “Owen, I
… I don’t know what say. I’m so sorry you were cheated on,
especially when it involved your brother. How awful.”

He sighed. “It’s okay. Like I said, what hurt
most was my brother fucking my girlfriend and then lying to me
about everything. Mia and Ethan didn’t get together or anything
after I found out. He said he didn’t want anything to do with her
and told her the same. She begged me to forgive her, but no way
that was happening.”

He felt a little relief having told her almost
everything. He left out Ethan’s drinking problem, but they had
talked enough for one night. He was exhausted and seeing Mia turned
any desire he felt for Cali off.

“It’s late and I have to work tomorrow. I
understand if you want to go to your place to sleep.”

“Why would I want to?” she asked, taking a
couple of steps toward him. “I love sleeping next to you and seeing
your handsome face in the morning.”

She is full of surprises
, he thought.
He didn’t know how she would react to hearing his brother stole his
girlfriend. He was relieved to know Cali was still with him and
wanted to share his bed. Their evening was ruined once more due to
some sort of bullshit.

* * * * * * * *

When Cali woke Friday morning with the
realization she wasn’t in her bed, but Owen’s took a minute to
process. Turning her head, she realized the bed was empty. He
walked in a minute later, leaned over and pressed a kiss to her
temple.

He was looking at her with a smile when he said,
“While I’m at work today you need to pack a bag. I’m only working a
half day, so be ready by noon. Make sure you bring clothes for warm
weather, a bathing suit and anything else you’ll need to be gone
until late Monday night.”

“Why? Where are we going?” Cali was a little
leery but excited at the same time. She knew she could trust him,
but surprises weren’t her favorite thing in the world.

“You’ll find out where when we arrive at the
destination. Just make sure your sexy ass is ready on time. Oh, and
we’re flying,” he said with a wink.

She spent the day relaxing by the lake, but on
the inside her stomach was doing flips. The bag was packed and
ready when she heard the truck pull into the gravel drive. He
stopped by quickly to ask if she was ready and ran to the cabin
next door to grab what he needed.

Fifteen minutes later they were in his truck
driving to the airport. She was surprised when they went to a
local, private airport instead of the major one in the city. Once
the truck was parked they walked to a small, private jet on the
tarmac.

“Owen, do you own a plane too?”

“Yeah. I bought one a few years ago. I travel
for work and decided a plane was the easiest way. It allows me to
go wherever and whenever without having to worry about delays and
layovers.”

Waiting at the bottom of the jet’s steps were
Steven and a woman. Cali assumed it was his wife. The woman was
slightly taller than Cali and a little heavier. She had long,
straight, silver hair and blue eyes. Owen shook Steven’s hand and
hugged the woman, placing a kiss on her cheek. “Cali, this is
Adeline, Steven’s wife.”

“Cali, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Steve told
me you were lovely and he was right,” Adeline said.

“Thank you, it’s a pleasure meeting you as well.
I’m guessing you’ll be joining us on this trip to …” Cali said
hoping she would slip and say their destination.

“I’m not telling you honey, but I will say that
you will love it.”

Owen chuckled at the exchange and said to Cali,
“You aren’t going to find out, not yet. I already told you. Even
the pilot has been instructed not to say a word.”

“Great,” she muttered.

Climbing the steps to the jet, she slowly
stepped into the plane. The jet was small with light tan, leather
seats on one side and a beige couch with a few throw pillows on the
other. Cali and Owen made their way toward the rear of the plane
and Steven and Adeline chose to sit across from the couch. There
was enough space between the two so they could have some
privacy.

It was one o’clock when the plane finally took
off and headed west. She still didn’t have a clue where the plane
was going, but had butterflies in her stomach from the excitement.
Looking to the front of the jet she saw Steven and his wife were no
longer talking and Adeline had closed her eyes.

She knew Owen brought him for security, but
didn’t think it was necessary. She doubted either would complain
about a trip away for the weekend, though.

Two hours into the flight Cali decided to have
some fun. She started by slowly running her hand over Owen’s thigh.
She could see him harden beneath his jeans and moved her hand to
cup him.

He leaned over after a minute of her touching
him to whisper, “If you don’t stop playing with me we are going to
have a mess on our hands.”

Licking her lips she said, “I can take care of
the mess.” Owen raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say another word.

Cali moved in the seat so she was leaning over,
placing her face directly in his lap. She knew the seats blocked
anyone from seeing her, plus the shades were drawn keeping the sun
out of the cabin.

She slowly unzipped his jeans and reached in to
free him. Taking his cock in her hands she stroked him, running a
thumb over the tip. Owen had his head tipped back in the seat with
his eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Unable to resist any more, she moved to lick him
from base to tip. Once she reached the head she took all of him
into her mouth. His eyes found hers as he was worked in the wetness
of her mouth. The look of passion on his face spurred her on to
move faster. She used one hand on the lower part of his cock,
moving it in sync with her mouth.

She knew the right amount of pressure was being
used by the look on his face. Owen brought his hand to the back of
her head to keep her mouth in place while slowly moving within. She
knew his orgasm was fast approaching by the feeling of the tension
in his thighs.

She took her other hand and cupped his balls,
slowly massaging them. The taste of him on her tongue caused a moan
to quietly escape which must have been the tipping point for Owen.
He jerked up in the seat and flooded her mouth. She made sure to
take all he had to offer. Once finished, she licked him thoroughly
one more time.

Owen grabbed Cali and pulled her to his lap. He
kissed her with such a force it went right to her core.
Damn,
are we there yet?
she thought. Thoughts of him naked in bed
were clouding her already lust focused mind.

~ 8 ~

Owen slept on and off throughout the flight. The
jet had to stop twice along the way to refuel at private airports.
Cali slept soundly after the first refueling and even slept through
the second one. Once the plane started to descend he woke her. It
was late evening and the sky was dark.