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Note: Okayyy so, this one takes place before baby Sloane! Just wanted to make that clear. But I’m extremely nervous about this part, so fingers crossed that it’s somewhat decent. Took me some time to find the right words and all, but I hope my best was good enough! This is especially dedicated to my 📹🩵 anon! I luv you bae. Alright, enjoy, my luvlys!
Contains: Semi-public sex, fucking on a car hood, it’s all recorded 🤭, dirty talk?, written with chubby!reader in mind
Summary: You surprise your husband with the chance to fuck you on an abandoned rooftop parking lot.
Camboy!Caleb/Reader - More Than Ready
“This is where you wanted to take me?” Caleb questions, his tone curious and lighthearted as he looks over to watch you maneuver the car into one of the many empty spaces of a parking lot he’s never been to.
“Mhmmm.” Here’s to hoping that your underlying anxiety wouldn’t be a hindrance.
The surprise you had in mind for your husband is one that took a handful of weeks to plan and think over. It started when he had mentioned for the first time in your relationship, how often he imagined what it would be like to fuck you in a semi-public setting—a casual conversation held over dinner, funnily enough. But it was discussed almost as if he were joking, like it wasn’t something he was serious about.
Fortunately, you could always see well past his façades and knew it would’ve been a disservice to let that be chalked up to something insignificant—not when you could visibly see how much it turned him on. It was a different experience when he made you feel the effects it had, unable to help himself as he bent over the kitchen counter before you could even start thinking about putting the leftovers away.
(He put them away, cleaned the kitchen, and had you again. Insatiable, we know.)
You hadn’t been able to shake the thought of his probable reaction to you taking the initiative to fulfill a fantasy he’s been depriving himself of, since then. Combined with picturing what he’d do to you, those factors were enough to dust that uncertainty off your shoulders and spring you into action.
You longed to be the one to finally give him something worthwhile, something to think back on in the ways you have from all he’s done through the years.
There was no better way to kickstart it all than to bring him somewhere certainly overt and completely abandoned where you’d let him enact anything he’s ever fantasized.
Between finding this gold mine and gathering the courage to follow through with your plan, it’s been a challenge keeping everything a secret from the man you’ve never hidden anything from.
Trying to get him here without prematurely spilling the beans was even harder in your attempts to indirectly respond to his investigative questions. You’re certain though, that once you reveal your intentions, this would be more than worth the wait and secrecy in the end.
The popular pop song of the month streams through the radio before it’s cut off after the vehicle is geared into park and you remove your key from the ignition. Settled in a comfortable silence, you turn to face your dreamy partner whose attention has already been laser focused on you. His inquisitive eyes search yours for answers.
“C’monnn pretty,” he urges gently. “You’re scarin’ me with how vague you’ve been since we left the restaurant. Is… everything okay? What’s going on?”
“Everything’s perfect,” you reassure quickly, grinning at his head that tilts with an all too familiar ‘yea right’. “I promise. I’m just… nervous, I guess. Really, really nervous.”
“When you have me in your corner, I don’t want you feeling like that alone. Whatever it is, we do it together. I’ll handle it if that’s what you need, yeah?”
You feel awful for making this seem more serious than what it is and being so cryptic, but it’s imperative that you rid yourself of all doubt and fear if you intended to take charge on something so risqué. Inhaling a much needed deep breath that you hope will fill your body with the confidence it’s lacking, Caleb’s hand reaches over the center console, the silver band of his ring pressing into you as he firmly squeezes your thigh in patience and support.
“Talk outside?” you ask, teeth tugging on your bottom lip out of habit and taking his attention before he redirects them back up again.
With a nod, he reluctantly releases you to do as you’ve asked.
“Does this kind of place bring back any memories?”
He hums, folding his arms and resting against the sleek black hood, enjoying something so simple as admiring your curvy figure when you round the front of the car.
“Yeah?” you inquire playfully, nudging him with your elbow on your way to the ledge that’s lined with thin metal bars. “Like what? Tell me.”
He softly chuckles at your prodding, relieved to see that you didn’t seem to be lying when you told him he had nothing to worry about on the drive here.
“Liiike the first time I came to see you. We went to the lot similar to this one by your old apartment that night. Talked for so long that I had to drive us back in silence ‘cause you feel asleep on me.”
Behind you, he can’t see how flushed your cheeks have become from reminiscing on such a heartwarming—and what you once considered embarrassing—memory.
Or… that you’re propping up your purse so that it’ll keep your phone from falling in the effort to keep it steady on its side. Satisfied with the result, your finger presses the bright red button to start recording after the camera app is launched.
His skin is dewy under the glowing light casted by the rapidly setting sun when you turn around. He purses his lips in thought and the expression reminds you so much of your honeymoon. That’s exactly how he looked trying to decide between drinking his piña colada from its cup or licking the flavor off your lips after having you taste it.
Caleb holds his arms open for you to walk into, consumed by his shameless craving to have you in them. He melts without fail every time you grant him his wish, and this instance is no different.
“It was our regular spot when we went on those late night snack runs. You never wanted to go straight home, so we’d pig out with whatever movie we had on hand.”
The kiss he places to your forehead when you’re wrapped in his affection is a comfort you could never see yourself going without.
“Those were some of my favorites moments, too,” you whisper.
Plucking imaginary lint from his white top beneath one your favorite jean jackets that he owns, you rest your temple to his chest.
“You know how much I love talking about stuff like this, but I’d reaallyy like to know why we’re here,” he smirks. “Because correct me if I’m wrong, but there’s typically only two reasons why we’d have a camera on us and that’s way too far for one of your selfies, don’t ya think?”
Your body is so responsive to him that you can’t help but to shudder when his rough hands glide down your spine over your blouse and fall to the back of your thighs, tracing them fondly with his fingertips beneath the dark denim that covers them.
You slide your hands up and past his broad shoulders to wrap your arms around his neck, staring at him lovingly before bringing him in for a kiss that he promptly accepts. Pressing deeper into his addictive advances, your pussy clenches in anticipation for what’s to come when his tongue pushes past your lips.
“How’d you like it if we started making some new memories here?” you mumble into his mouth, giggling as the wind that makes his hair sway, tickles your skin in his greedy descent down the side of your neck.
“I don’t think I understand what you’re tryin’ to say, pretty.“
“I’m saying…” Pulling back, you guide a pouty Caleb by his forearm to the driver’s side of the car so that he can lean on the headlight. “You said you wanted to know what it was like to fuck me somewhere just like this, remember?”
His pupils dilate instantly, looking between you and the phone that now captures the two of you in the best angle. This may be the first time you’ve genuinely left him speechless as he slowly nods in response.
“T-this is what you were nervous about?” His breath is heavy, unsteady. But it’s equally laced with an intemperate appetite.
“It was. But as you said, I don’t need to feel like that when you’re in my corner.” Tugging his tucked shirt out of his jeans, you kitten lick the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t try talking me out of this. I want you, babe. I want to give you what you’ve always wanted. Right here, right now. No limits.”
Your nails graze his abs, making him inhale sharply from such a delicate yet powerful caress. But it’s as if he’s incapable of vocalizing how strong his love is for you or how far he’d go to give you the world. How badly he needs to be inside of your hot cunt until neither of you can differentiate whose body heat rages a hotter flame.
His mouth slams down onto yours hurriedly, unsure of how to navigate such intensity but accepting that you’re incapable of restraining it.
He kisses you with something unshakable. It’s profound and all consuming. And it still wasn’t enough.
You help him shrug his jacket down his muscular arms, never breaking the sloppy exchange that reddens your lips and makes breathing feel like something you could go without if this moment we’re to guaranteed to replace it.
“Off,” he grunts, pulling on your belt loops. Nodding frantically, you undo the button and lower your zipper in the midst his hesitant separation with a line of saliva that only breaks when he goes too far.
Your heart hammers in your chest as he picks his jacket up from the ground and shakes it of any potential debris. Somehow in between the span him doing that and laying it across the metal hood, you’re effortlessly lifted up and placed atop the article of clothing faster than you could strip.
“I’m the luckiest man in the world.” Your jeans and panties that only made it mid thigh are yanked off, now leaving your lower half completely exposed. “Lettin’ me have you for anyone to see.”
Caleb drags you closer and spreads you open wider by your knees, his cock hardening more than it already is from the amount of slick that makes your pussy glisten.
“Fuck, baby, how long have you been like this?” Your mouth falls open when his thumb applies pressure to your clit and measuredly slides down in between your drenched lips.
“S-Since dinner,” you cry, moaning as he briefly circles your achingly sensitive bundle of nerves and sucks the digit into his mouth with a sigh of satisfaction.
You grow impatient from the clink of metal clashing in his mission to undo the obtrusive belt buckle that’ll free him from such restrictive confines. Looking at the screen once more to make sure it’s still recording, your focus is back on his cock and you nearly drool at the way it strains enticingly beneath his boxers.
Your thighs shake with an irresistible need to be wrapped around his waist, the sight of precum seeping through the material only torturing you when he rubs himself and forces more to dribble out.
“Put it in, Caleb,” you whine, sliding closer to him and angling your hips upward. “Please. I c-can’t wait anymore…”
“I’m gonna give it to you,” he breathes, revealing himself to your same degree and provocatively strokes his flushed dick. “Wider. C’mon, give me room.”
He knows you’re ready to blow a fuse when he keeps pumping himself in his hand instead of using you, but he shuts your impending tantrum down when he steps closer and looms above your trembling form.
Your eyes roll back when his tip nudges against you clit and you tense like you’re getting ready to fall victim to a cataclysmic orgasm, but Caleb isn’t letting you leave him behind. You’re only getting started.
“Hold it, pretty,” he coos, his cheeks tinted with adrenaline and carnality. “I know you’re sensitive, I know… But savour this with me. Keep being my good girl, yeah?”
“I’m trying…” you mewl almost helplessly.
His forehead presses to yours and when his tip finally breaches your tight cunt, when he finally squeezes into your wet, suffocating walls until he’s buried to the hilt, one of your hands roughly pulls his shampoo scented hair and the other nearly leaves scratches in the paint beneath it.
He doesn’t have it in him to make you or himself wait anymore, keeping your leg raised on his hip as he drills into you without pause. The warm wind that blows, cools the thin sheen of sweat on your skin, reminding you that you’re out in the open, completely and utterly exposed.
You’d do it a million times to please the man inside of you.
“So good… ‘s fucking good…” you choke, looking up at him with a lustful hooded gaze. The phone, partially forgotten, has the perfect frame shot of your smitten exposition, as well as his purposeful strokes and your rippling skin as you take him with repletion.
Bare skin smacks with every charged push and pull of his cock inside your leaking pussy, and he makes you fall back further with lazy wet kisses to your swollen mouth.
His palm wraps around your jaw with restrained force, representing an affectionate expression of ownership. He keeps your faces close with barely a centimeter of space to spare as the car slightly rocks from the unending movement.
When his thumb slips in between your lips and you faintly taste what he values more that his own life, your cunt unrelentingly clenches his pulsing dick.
“I knew you’d like this, too,” he teases, his intoxicating breath fanning across your face. “You’re too much like me, baby. That’s why we fit.”
“Mm…I l-love you so much, ‘leb…” His vigorous thrusts show you no mercy, shaping you to his autonomy as if he hasn’t already left an irremovable mark.
“Never more than I love you. I wish you could see how filthy we are, the way you’re creamin’ all over my jacket, pretty. Making a niiice mess on your cock.”
Sitting up, sick of the separation despite the intermingled connection, you bury your face in his neck. When he holds you firmly by the back of yours, fucking into you hard and deep, his husky whimpers in your ear is what has you covering him in more of your addictive juices.
Your body jolts as you’re completely taken, and Caleb follows immediately after, shooting hot, thick streams of sticky cum deep into your womb as he holds your plush flesh with a bruising grip.
Keeping his load from spilling out, you stay joined together and relish in the shared ecstasy. Heavy breathing is the only sound that replaces the ceased cursing and sounds of your debauched coupling. It’s peaceful, surprisingly comforting to share this chancy experience with him.
“You okay?” Even after defiling you, your husband’s attentiveness will never fail to make you feel like a woman in love for the first time all over again.
“I’m good,” you assure tiredly, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Really good. You?”
Still holding you like a clingy koala, he rubs up and down your back tenderly.
“Me too. But when I get us home and cleaned up, you’re telling me all the details of the plan you brewed up in that noggin’ of yours.”
You snort. “And why is that?”
Kissing below your ear, he snickers. “Can’t let you outdo me without a fair shot to top it.”
“Yea, right,” you respond with a playful eye roll that he can’t see.
“But seriously.” Giving you his sincere undivided attention, he pecks your nose. “Thank you for this. One of the greatest memories you could’ve ever given me.”
You pout and your bottom lip trembles from his appreciation, making Caleb huff out a laugh and brush your messy hair away from your face.
“My pretty girl. Always so emotional.”
“We’re gonna have to edit all this out,” you jokingly deflect with a quick sniffle.
“No worries. I’ll handle it.”
“You know how to handle everything, huh?”
“We’ll watch our video over when we get back and you tell me. Deal, Mrs. Xia?
He tackles you down before you can answer, making you burst into a fit of giggles.
“Deal!” you squeal. “DEAL!!”
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