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Fuck, she’s gorgeous.
I smiled because I knew it meant she wanted to make out, and believe me, I was more than happy to oblige. Hand in hand, we walked toward old-man Harris’ barn. It wasn’t far from the dance as we could still hear the music, but it was enough distance that no one would be able to hear two teenagers fooling around.
I was nervous.
Callie and I hadn’t had a full-on make-out session since our last one in this very barn nearly two years ago. We’d stolen kisses as often as we could, but we were never alone long enough for it to go any further. I opened the barn door to that same woodsy smell, and Callie’s favorite baby chickens were running around. She made that excited noise she always made when she saw the chicks. I couldn’t help but smile. I shut the door behind us, and the barn fell dim with only shards of silver streaks from the full moon shining through the broken cracks of the rickety old wood paneling. I took her hand and led her to the haystack. Callie climbed up first so I could catch her if she fell, and luckily, she didn’t. Soon after, I followed her. Once we were on top of the haystack, I laid down and patted the space beside me. She looked nervous which only made me nervous. We were alone, and no one knew we were in our ‘special place,’ and all I could think about were her lips locked onto mine.
But I wasn’t going to push her.
The last thing I wanted to do was scare her off by being too forward and showing her exactly how much I wanted her. Callie moved in beside me and rested her head in the crook of my arm. She fit there perfectly, like every inch of our bodies were meant to be together. My heart was pounding in my chest. I didn’t know whether she wanted me to kiss her or simply cuddle.
My head was saying take it slow, but my heart, well, my pants were telling me to move things along. I listened to my head and wrapped my arms around Callie, holding her tightly. I could smell her hair and beautiful natural scent. It was driving me crazy. I was eighteen, my hormones were running rampant, and all I wanted to do was to make love to her, but I knew I couldn’t. I knew her father wouldn’t approve, not that I’d have told him if we did, but for me, sleeping together meant a lifelong commitment. Once our bodies were joined, they’d be that way for eternity. I knew I wanted that more than anything, but I wasn’t sure how Callie felt. She was spending a lot of time with Niall, and that concerned me.
“You’re awfully quiet. Tell me what you’re thinking?” Callie asked, disrupting my thoughts as she traced circles on my shirt.
I nuzzled into her hair and inhaled. I hated lying to her, but if I told her what I was really thinking, she’d think I was a sleazeball. “Just thinking about how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to be here with you in our place again.”
Callie looked up and brought her hand in to caress my cheek. “You’re sweet to me, Mike,” she said and then leaned up and pressed her soft lips to mine.
It took all my energy not to roll her over and kiss every inch of her body. So, I played it safe and moved my hand to the back of her head and held her lips to mine. She moved her body on top, and a surge of passion swept through me. I groaned slightly as her tongue caressed mine, and I felt every inch of her against me. The movement in my pants had become a desperate fight to contain because she was kissing me so passionately and straddling me.
She pushed her tongue deeper into my mouth, and my body reacted. My hands went to her hips, and I ground up into her. She whimpered and pushed down onto me. I nearly let it all go then and there. I simply couldn’t fight the instinct anymore. I held Callie tightly and turned her over, so I was lying on top and being careful not to put my entire weight on her. She was a small thing, and I wasn’t—I didn’t want to hurt her.
Her hands were all over me, and her touch was setting me on an unextinguishable fire.
“Oh, Callie,” I moaned through our passionate kiss.
She moaned in response and held me tighter. I knew where I wanted this to go, but I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do. Neither of us had gone ‘all the way’ with anyone, let alone each other, but that was exactly what I wanted. To be joined with Callie passionately and lovingly.
When her hands moved to my shoulders, I knew Callie obviously felt the same. She started to take off my jacket, and I helped by flinging it off. She moved to my tie and undid it with quick fingers throwing it over with my jacket. I came back down to kiss Callie again.
She moved dramatically and rolled us over, so she was sitting on top of me. I was breathing hard at that point. That little show of confidence was enough to make me explode on the spot, but I didn’t.
Callie looked into my eyes, and I saw her swallow a lump in her throat. Her hands moved down to the top button of her dress, and I inhaled sharply, then moved my hand to cover hers. She looked at me with creased eyebrows.
“I love you, Callie Ann King. But if you’re not ready, then please don’t think we have to do this because we don’t. I just want you to be sure, and—”
Callie cut me off by molding her lips to mine and then pulling away just as quickly. “Mike, you’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted to be with. I want to do this with you… here… tonight. Just you and me, no looking back. I want you, Mike. All of you. I love you,” she said.
I took my time undressing her, so I could take in every inch of her delicate skin. I kissed every section of her heavenly body and took as long as possible to enjoy her. She was panting with want by the time I had gotten to the main part.
Damn! I was nervous as hell.
We were both shaking as I laid on top of her.
“Are you sure, Callie?” I asked before it went too far.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life, Mike. I want you. I always have. Now, no more talking. Make love to me,” she said and moved her mouth to mine.
It was amazingly difficult not to move frantically and have my climax, but I needed this to be special for Callie as well as for me. I lasted as long as I could with slow and steady movements, always asking if she was okay. I could tell it was hurting her a little by the look in her eyes, but she didn’t want to stop. In old-man Harris’ barn, I made love to my girl multiple times that evening.
The time crept away from us, and before I knew what was happening, I woke to the sun shining in through the cracks in the roof. We had stayed together in the barn for the entire night.
I sat up with a start when I realized what had happened, knowing Bernard would be out looking for us. Instantly, panic washed over me, so I began to rush about. “Callie, sweetheart, get up,” I insisted, reaching for my shirt, pulling it over my head. She groaned and covered her eyes with her forearm. “Callie, I’m serious, your dad’s going to slaughter me.” I asserted the tone in my voice clearly showing her my concern.
Callie bolted upright and looked around the barn and then finally at me as I stood and walked over to my pants. I could feel her eyes burning holes right through my butt cheeks, but I hoped she liked what she saw. When I turned around, she looked straight at my length. I rolled my eyes and bent to pull on my pants. Callie giggled and bit her lip. I was pretty sure she was reliving last night. I know I was as I looked over at her naked body sitting confidently on the haystack.
“Do we really have to go? Haven’t you earned enough money from the O’Connell’s so we can run away together?” she asked in a somber tone. She already knew the answer, and the look on her face showed she was hoping I’d tell her something different. But the truth was, I hadn’t earned nearly enough for a car of my own, let alone a house which we would need. I would not have her living in something run-down or unworthy of her.
