Page 47 of Where We Started


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AGE 18

Wakingup with Callie in my arms was the best part of my day.

Hands down.

There was no comparison to anything I’d found. Her pink lips were barely parted, and her dark lashes fanned the tops of her cheeks. She was naked every night she slept with me, and every single morning, I’d wake up with a cock hard as stone, ready to fuck her.

It was routine at this point, and while I watched her sleep, I did so with rapt attention to her breathing. I had once mentioned that sometimes she slept so soundly I wondered if she would even notice if I started fucking her. She joked that I should try it sometime. She had no idea, but the time had come, as she wasn’t waking to my tiny touches or kisses. It was nearly seven in the morning, and I was going to be late for work if I didn’t get up and leave soon.

But I needed her.

Callie was more than an obsession. She was my reason for waking, my reason for trying. She was all of it, and without the opportunity to touch her and claim her before I started my day, there wasn’t a point in starting it.

Gently rolling until I was on my forearms, I watched as her rhythmic breathing continued and her eyes remained shut. Fuck, even with her permission, this felt weird. But it was Callie. My Callie. And she’d never be upset at the prospect of me touching her. Besides, there was some tiny thrill at the prospect of getting to fuck her so thoroughly that she’d wake up while completely full of my cock.

Still, something gave me pause. I’d start slow, and maybe work my way up to fucking her. I’d touch her first.

So, I gently pushed her thighs open and slid my hand over her bare mound and through her silken pussy lips, groaning at how perfect she felt. Her eyes fluttered as I went up her slit and then drug my fingers back down her center. She shifted, letting out a tiny moan as I decided to lower my head between her thighs.

This right here was perfection.

Using my thumb, I pushed her lips apart and licked through her seam, slowly circling her clit. The fact that she was sleeping turned me on, making the tip of my cock weep against the sheets and my hips thrust on their own into the mattress. I tossed her leg over my shoulder, and my delicate touch roughened as I devoured her, sucking and licking as she let out little moans of pleasure, showing she was starting to wake.

Sure enough, a tight grip on my hair and her hips tipping forward was the final straw before she woke and sleepily watched through parted lashes. I had my tongue buried inside her cunt, fucking the mattress as I lapped up her arousal, unwilling to relent until she let out a breathy cry.

“Wes,” Callie moaned, slowing her hips while pressing on my forehead to stave the sensation of my tongue dragging across her sensitive center.

I sucked her clit into my mouth with a devious growl, and she snapped.

“Fuck me. Please, baby, fuck me. I need it.”

I loved when she lost her resolve like that and began to unravel.

Moving over her, I gripped the headboard, staring down at her as I guided my erection along her completely soaked pussy.

“You want this?” I asked, breathless.

Her eyes were wide and glassy as she licked her lips. “Yes.”

I slid the head of my cock through her folds, groaning as her hips bucked.

“Hmmm, but you interrupted my fun.”

Callie touched my chest, wrapping her hands around my neck.

“What did I do?”

I was sliding into her ever so gently. “You woke up.”

Moaning, she tethered her fingers at the back of my neck.

“You wanted to play while I was unconscious?”

I scoffed. “You’re always cognizant when you’re with me. You clawed me open, Callie Stone, and demanded a position inside as queen of my heart. We can’t be apart. Even in death I’m pretty sure I’d follow you.”

“How do you make that sound so hot?” she breathed, tilting her pelvis, trying to guide more of my cock inside her.

I held her hip in place so she couldn’t.

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