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CALLIE

Without having to open my eyes, I knew exactly where I was.

In Adam’s bed.

I was completely naked, and by the feeling of nothing but heat and skin pressed against me, he was, too. I took a moment to soak in the way it felt. His strong muscular body next to me, my head tucked into the crook of his shoulder and chest. The soft rise and fall of his broad chest under my hand as he slept, and his heartbeat calmly under my ear.

It was perfection.

My own version of heaven.

I had no idea how after a year of being apart, not only did we pick up where we left off, but we’d become an us at the snap of our fingers.

My eyes fluttered open slowly as an immense calm washed through me. This was completely and utterly everything I had ever wanted. Adam and I were more than compatible in and out of bed, and on other furniture at both our places. My lips twitched upward at the memory of everything he’d done to me against the wall in the kitchen as he pounded into me, both of us too desperate for the other to hurry into his bedroom and in a rush because we knew his roommate would be back at any moment.

Then there was the couch at my place. My thighs pressed together at the reminder of what we’d done there.

My lips pressed against his inked chest, sneaking a glance at the ladybug tattoo he had done for me, before I pulled back to look at him. I still couldn’t believe we’d both been virgins up until a week ago. My face heated at the memory of everything we’d already done. Everything we’d talked about wanting to try. We’d always communicated easily, and I wasn’t sure why I’d thought this would be any different. It really wasn’t. Easily the best week of my life. “Happy one week,” Adam had murmured against my lips last night the moment he’d returned to his dorm, where I had already been waiting for him.

Usually, we stayed at my place, but the team had an away game, and it was easier for me to meet him at his place after studying at the library.

My eyes caught on his chest and moved up his neck, to the small marks I’d left behind. Tiny hickeys and scratches littered his shoulders and more than likely his back. I had to be kinda messed up in the head because I liked the idea of my mark on his body. I knew he liked leaving them on me, too.

Slowly, I pulled the sheet down, revealing washboard abs. His dick already lay thick and hard between dark curls. I got up and carefully moved between his legs. He shifted, tossing an arm over his face as his legs spread just a little more, unknowingly giving me more space.

I got comfortable and gently wrapped my hands around his girth and started stroking him. Up and down. Slowly, almost lazily. He groaned but didn’t wake up. My mouth watered as a droplet of clear fluid built at the tip. I swiped it away with my tongue, and his salty, earthy taste blossomed in my mouth. I moaned. I wanted to tease him, but just the sight of him, the smell of him, the taste of him, made me ache.

My lips parted, and I took the crown of his cock into my mouth. Sucking on him carefully, like I learned he liked. Slowly pulling him into my mouth, little by little. My drool started to rivulet down his length. But whereas the first time I did that I was embarrassed, now I knew he liked it, which only made me hotter. Hornier.

The messier the better. Adam’s words echoed in my head. When I looked up, I saw he’d woken up.

“Fuck, Callie,” he growled, his hands fisting the sheets beneath him. The sight of him, of his corded inked-up muscled, only made me needier. Hungrier.

“Jesus, ladybug,” he rasped, his hips bucking upward. “That’s my girl. So damn perfect for me. Look at you, so damn cock hungry and horny for me you can’t wait for me to wake up, can you?”

“Uh-uh,” I grunted while he was still in my mouth.

I shut my eyes the moment his hands started to play with my hair and he took over. Pushing my head down to take him deeper. Not in a forceful way, just to show me what he liked. The deep guttural noises he made and the sexy filthy words he spoke only encouraged me to keep going. Before I knew it, he was trying to warm me that he was going to come, but I didn’t stop. I kept sucking on him. If anything, I relaxed my throat more and push down further, fighting the urge to gag.

“Callie! Fuck, I’m going to—” His entire body went taut before he groaned out and his dick thickened in my mouth. My hands cupped his already tight balls, and he made a noise I’d never heard a split second before his release flooded my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, but some trickled out my mouth. He was panting when I let him go with a pop. Sweaty and breathing heavily, he looked like an animal about to pounce. And I couldn’t wait.

“Fuck. Callie…. That was…” I giggled.

“Good morning surprise?” I asked. He grunted, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. He sat up, shaking his head when I started to crawl towards him. “No.”

“No? No cuddling?” I asked, not sure where he was going with this.

“Not yet.” He smirked. “Stay there. All fours, ladybug. Ass up, head down.” I did as he asked, and he rushed to move behind me.

“My girl’s so damn sweet,” he murmured, rubbing my ass before spanking it lightly. “Taking my cum in her mouth and getting so wet from it.”

“I like going down on you.” I moaned as his fingers started to tease my entrance before they went away and started to tease another hole. I clenched. The sensation was still new. I doubted there wasn’t an inch of my body he hadn’t touched, but that hole felt different. Almost taboo.

“I’m going to take you here, too, one day, Cal,” he promised.

“Adam.” I bucked, my back arching, needing more of his touch.

“Not yet, but one day.”