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Our tongues twist together in a slow dance, tasting each other and taking our time. Callum molds his body to mine, becoming more frantic when his fingers clasp my hair, forcing my lips harder against his with urgency.
Pain spreads through my face from my injuries, but I don't dare stop him when he's gracefully taking what he wants for the first time in his life. It feels too damn good to stop, and I want this. I want to give Callum the damn world.
A deep groan vibrates through his chest when his trembling fingers clasp around my breast and squeezes tight through my long shirt.
"Do what you want to," I murmur against his lips when he kisses down my neck, softly avoiding the bruises and wounds.
Sucking my skin between his teeth, he leaves his marks behind, stoking the fire brewing under my skin. My back arches, pressing my breasts into his hand, and I moan when he tweaks my nipple between his fingers. My pussy suddenly flutters, begging for him—all of him.
"Finger me, Callum," I breathe with desperation, arching my back and begging him to do me in when his hand slowly moves south. "I need you," I gasp out when he rolls his hardness into me, pushing it right into my aching center.
"I-I—" His breath shudders when I take his wrist and force his fingers on my upper thigh, letting him rest until he's ready to go up to my weeping pussy, begging for his long fingers to plunge in and make me cum.
His warm breaths blow across my hair, picking up speed. His hardness presses through his boxers, poking me in the belly and twitching against me.
"Just like that," I gasp, guiding his fingers in tiny circles over my aching clit. "Tiny-tiny circles," I moan, bringing his lips back down to mine with desperation, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and confidently overtaking every inch of me.
"And-and this?" he whispers with uncertainty, furrowing his brows.
"God, yes!" I shout when his fingers tentatively slip inside me.
Callum's gaze spears through me, taking in every facial twitch and moan. Slowly, he glides them in and out, taking his time and savoring every moment.
I nod with encouragement, biting my bottom lip, trying to keep my moans at bay. Silent screams force my mouth wide open, and my back bows when he scissors his fingers, hitting all the right spots inside me. Bright lights blossom behind my eyelids, with my orgasm on the brink of exploding through.
"Fuck yes, Callum," I cry when stars burst behind my eyes, and my pussy clamps down on his fingers, holding him there. My hips roll with tiny thrusts, begging for more as my orgasm slowly ebbs away, leaving every inch of my flesh tingling with pleasure.
My eyes pop open when Callum shifts beside me. His dilated eyes, thick with lust, meet mine. Heavy pants heave his glistening chest, vibrating with moans when he pulls his fingers out. I cannot look away when he brings them to his mouth and thoroughly licks them clean with a loud, pussy-fluttering groan, satisfied with the taste.
With trepidation and shaking limbs, Callum cradles the back of my head, turning me to my back with such devotion I nearly burst into tears. The moment the weight of his body presses down on me, hazy memories resurface from the brutal attack I endured at the hands of some grabby asshole. Clamping my eyes shut, I take a deep breath as he settles his chest against mine.
"Little Star," he whispers with urgency, nudging his nose against mine. "Tell me you're okay. I can…" he trails off when my fingers dig into his shoulders, holding him there and not letting him go.
The warmth of his skin grounds me back to the moment, zapping me from the alleyway my mind drifted to. It's bad enough that the monster had restarted the nightmares from when I was fifteen, but now when Callum trusts me the most with intimacy, that bastard is interfering too much.
"I'm fine," I say, peeling my eyes open, getting lost in the vastness of his irises, staring back at me with concern.
"I don't…."
"I'm fine, Callum. This is the first time we've… And the first time someone has touched me since the attack. I'm just tamping down the bullshit panic rising, okay? But I want this… Whatever we're going to do," I whisper, running my fingers through his shaggy blonde locks.
His breaths pick up, leaning into my touch, and his tense muscles relax. For a solid minute, we lie together—skin to skin, soaking in each other's presence.
"I-I want inside of you," he whispers with a crack in his voice.
Redness blooms over his cheeks, and his eyes shut tight when he rests his forehead against mine.
"Is that what you want?" I whisper, pressing my lips against his until he nods. "You're ready?" I ask, searching the lust-filled storm brewing in his gray eyes.
"I want to fuck you, Little Star. I want this memory to live with me for the rest of my life. I want to see this…your face when you come…and remember the feel of your pussy wrapped around my dick. It's you, River. I've been waiting for you," he says with such conviction I can't turn him away.
All the panic I felt before vanishes when I look into his hungry eyes, begging for a taste of me. It's him and me. River and Callum. Our time to show what we mean to each other.
"Then fuck me, Callum," I practically beg, staring into his eyes and pleading with him to take the ache from between my legs. His entire body shivers, and he closes his eyes. "It's just you and me, Callum," I whisper with encouragement. "Just us. This is our moment. If you want…."
"You and me, Little Star. I don't know….know how long I'll last," he whispers, swallowing hard.
"That's okay. We have plenty more opportunities, okay?"
