twenty-three
Evan
I always knew there was something about Callie. At first, I thought it was her smile, the way it makes me want to return one effortlessly. Then it was her eyes; I love how they hold all kinds of emotion in them. Her body is downright sinful and drives me wild. And her laugh? Good God, I’d honestly record it and make it my ringtone. She’s wicked smart and wants to do everything for everyone. She is the ultimate team player and loves her family just as hard as I love mine.
She’s the whole package and, as I told her, way out of my league. But the thing that makes her the most special? It’s how she makes me feel. I hate that my brother comes to mind as she rolls on top of me, taking over the kiss, but his words haunt me. Don’t get pussy-whipped by the first girl you get, but I think it’s more than that. We’re more than that. I don’t know many people who have Callie’s heart. The kind of heart that loves completely and has the patience of a saint. When I get the opportunity to see her at the autism center, she’s just sunshine. Then when she’s with her teammates, the way she lifts them up is unbelievable. How can I not be attracted to and intrigued by someone like her? No one, and I mean no one, has captivated me the way she has.
The way she does.
I slide my hands down her back to her ass, cupping her cheeks through her sweatpants. I can feel her through my pants and hers. She’s so hot, and she makes my mouth water. Her knees fall to the sides of my hips, and she takes ahold of my shirt, pulling me up as she sits back on my thighs. Our kisses deepen, our hands explore, and my mind goes wild. As she lifts the hem of my shirt, I sit back so she can take it off. She kisses down my jaw, my throat, and sucks on my neck before trailing kisses along my shoulder. She runs her tongue over my Adam’s apple and up my chin before capturing my mouth once more. Holy hell, she’s hot as fuck. I grip the bottom of her hoodie, our tongues moving together, and then she slides back so I can take it off. Underneath is a sports bra that I pull off her next before taking in her chest. Her beauty. I run my fingers along her scars, and she lets me without any inhibitions. I would assume she’d be shy about them, but her eyes don’t tell me that. She looks comfortable, happy.
“I’ve never openly told anyone about my breasts like I did you,” she says, and I meet her gaze once more. “Even my past boyfriends, I never told them. I just waited for them to see it. No one on the team knows.”
I don’t know why that moves me, but it does. “Thank you for trusting me.”
Her lips quirk a bit. “It’s easy,” she says, covering my hand that’s lying on the left side of her chest with hers. “Are you grossed out by them?”
I shake my head, my eyes burning into hers. “We all have scars. Some show, some don’t. But they are a testament to our battles—our losses and our wins. I’m in awe of you, Callie. Fully in awe.”
Her eyes glow before she leans in, kissing me once more. I draw it out, holding her sides in my hands as I rub my thumbs along her chest. She tears her mouth from mine, not to put space between us but so she can say, “I’ve been with four guys. I know you didn’t ask, but I wanted you to know.”
So, I’m number five. That means four other guys are probably better than me. No. Stop. We aren’t doing this today. Not when I have all this perfection in my hands.
I don’t answer her; I just press my lips to hers. More to quiet my mind than anything. Also, I want desperately to kiss her. Our kisses get hotter, more passionate, to the point I’m so hard, my vision is affected by the throbbing of my heart. As I go to roll her over, she feels so small beneath me when I rub myself into her hot little body. Her moans are full of such desire, and even though it’s chilly out, her body is burning hot. I pull at her pants, and she helps me take them off before I’m blessed with the sight of her slick center. My mouth goes dry, and my cock throbs in my pants. I push myself up to my knees, undoing my pants, seeing two of her since I want her so badly.
Until she says, “Do you have a condom?”
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.I close my eyes, my hands stopping at the button on my pants. “Nope, because I’m a dumb fuck.”
She laughs as our eyes meet. “Hush. Just means you didn’t bring me out here to get in my pants, which is sweet.”
“And dumb since it’s all I think about,” I admit as I fall back on my haunches. “You wouldn’t happen to have one?”
She shakes her head. “No. And I know you aren’t unsafe and I’m not either, but I can’t risk getting pregnant.”
“No, totally. I wouldn’t even ask that of you,” I say quickly, knowing good and well Owen would give me shit for this. “I’m sorry I’m not prepared.”
She waves me off, her eyes half lidded and sexy as all get-out. “No worries. And it doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.”
My gaze falls between her legs, and shit, I’m scared. Four guys have probably pleased her, and I have no clue what the hell I’m doing. I look back up at her, and she smiles.
“If you want.”
“Fuck yes,” I say almost instantly, masking the fact that I’m freaking out. “Tell me how you like it.”
She licks her lips. “How I like it?”
“Yeah,” I say, dropping down between her legs and kissing the spot above her glistening pussy. “Guide me. I want to make you scream.”
She wiggles a bit beneath me as her eyes darken. “I just want your mouth on me.”
I can do that. So, I do, ignoring my fear of failure. Or my fear of her pussy. Such a complex thing, and I want to be good at it. I want to be better than anyone she’s ever had. I move my tongue along her lips, tucking it between to find the nub I know is there. She arches up against me, and I take that as a good sign. I tongue her nub over and over again. Licking it, flicking my tongue on it, making her squirm. She moans and cries and thrashes in a way that has me about to come my-damn-self. When she comes, she squeezes my head with her thighs, and I welcome it. I crave it. Her thighs are so thick but soft, and man, what a way to go. Being suffocated by some sexy thighs. Her body is so fucking hot, she’s so fucking beautiful, and I’m overwhelmed by the whole thing.