Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, and her lips curve more. “You’re fucking sexy, Cal.”
She giggles softly as she takes my wrist and pulls me up. She pushes my jeans down, and my cock springs out toward her. She licks her lips before she looks up at me through her lashes.
“I’m not supposed to do this.” I can’t even agree with her, knowing we probably shouldn’t because of how badly I want to. “I may be bowlegged tomorrow.”
I choke on my laughter, my body quivering as she opens the condom and sheathes me with it. Once I’m covered, she moves to the bed, sliding back before lying down. I try to stop myself; I even try to come up with the words for why we shouldn’t do this. There are a lot of reasons, I’m sure there are, but fuck, I’m ignoring them. I take in every single inch of her body, and she’s a stunner, for sure. I notice scars along her chest, but I’m so lost, I can’t even ask about them. I move over her, falling between her legs before she takes hold of me with a good grip. Her eyes meet mine as she slowly guides me into her.
I know this is my first time, and I know I have no frame of reference, but I don’t know how I even get inside her. She’s so tight, or maybe I’m huge, like she said. I don’t know, but soon, I can’t even see. I’m lost as I instinctively move out of her and then back in. Slowly since I don’t want to hurt her. She thrashes beneath me, moaning and clenching her thighs along my hips as her pussy squeezes me. It’s an unreal feeling, and now I understand why Owen didn’t wait to learn any girl’s name.
Who cares about names when you can feel like this?
Though, that’s not the case for me. I want to know Callie. Everything about her.
I don’t last long before I burst inside her, much to my dismay and hers. Everything goes black as I shake everywhere. I want to fall on her, but I also don’t want to squish her, so I hold myself up as all this emotion and pleasure rushes through my body. Her hands hold my biceps as she gasps for breath, and I can’t move. Not yet.
“Sorry,” I whisper.
She smiles, turning her head to kiss my wrist. “Don’t apologize. I came.”
“You did?”
She nods, her eyes hooded as she holds my gaze. “I’ve wanted this for a long time, and I was ready.”
My mouth is dry as I gaze into her beautiful eyes. “Me too,” I find myself whispering. She smiles, and I drop to meet my lips to hers. She kisses me eagerly until my phone won’t stop ringing. I pull back since it’s my mom’s ringtone. “It’s my mom.”
“Oh,” she says, and I don’t think she wants me to check, but I have to. I fall to the side of her and reach for my phone. I don’t answer it. I only look to see if she’s texted, and she has. Along with everyone else in my fucking family.
“Shelli is having the baby,” I say, reading the texts. “I have to head up there.”
Callie looks put off by that, but she nods.
“I’m sorry. I don’t want to seem like a dick who is rushing out. I’m not.”
She waves me off. “No, it’s fine.”
“It’s not,” I say, holding her gaze. “I don’t want to leave.”
Her lips curve. “It’s okay, really. I understand.”
I don’t move, though, and neither does she. “Are you sure? Was everything okay?”
She reaches over, taking my jaw. “It was great. Stop overthinking it.”
I turn my head, kissing her palm, and my phone sounds once more. I sigh, annoyed. “Okay, I gotta go.”
“Okay.”
We get up and get dressed. I kiss her before I walk her down. I don’t know if it’s my self-consciousness or what, but I feel like she’s pissed. Or maybe I wasn’t good enough for her. Or maybe she got what she wanted and she’s done with me. We didn’t exchange numbers or even try to set something up. We didn’t even really say goodbye.
Did I just fuck this up?
fourteen
Evan
Fitzgerald James Brooks is born right as I get to the hospital.
As if I’m not already freaking the hell out about what just happened with Callie, I get to hear my sister screaming bloody fucking murder as my new nephew ripped her from vagina to asshole. Because leaving out that detail wasn’t an option when Mom was rehashing how quickly Fitz came. I was terrified when Posey had Zac since she suffers with a thyroid thing, but I hadn’t been worried about Shelli. I was convinced everything would go well, but the way my older sister screamed? That sound, which I’m sure I’ll never forget, has every inch of me on high alert.