20. Callum
Iwoke up to the smell of vanilla and the feel of hair all over me. The first thing I noticed was the warmth of Ivy’s body pressed up against me. Her leg was over mine and her arm across my chest. Her head rested on my shoulder, and a little drool formed on her mouth.
I grinned. Fuck. I loved this girl. Last night was the best night of my life. I played the best game of my career and learned more about this woman who lived under my skin. God, hearing her call my name when she comes, learning her body… I’d never get used to this. I’d never get enough.
“Are you staring at me?” she mumbled, not opening her eyes.
“Yes.”
“Creepy.”
I snorted and ran a hand over her face. “You look beautiful in the morning. Even with the drool.”
“I did not drool!” She sat up and wiped her mouth, her eyes widening. “Oh my god, I did.”
“So hot.” I teased her.
“Gah, embarrassing.” She tried moving off the bed, but I caught her wrist and tugged her back. “No, don’t look at me!”
“Baby, there’s nothing you could do that isn’t sexy to me. You have to realize that by now.”
I hovered over her, her button nose and large green eyes. “I think the drool means you had the best sleep ever. I sure did.”
“That is true,” she said softly. “You’re a cuddler.”
“No, you are,” I said, kissing her. “And I love it. I want you draped over me every fucking night.”
“What time is it?”
I eyed my phone. “We don’t have to be at the bus for another two hours. Want to sleep more? I’ll let you drool all over me.”
She shook her head, her cheeks blushing.
“Oh, what’s going through your head to have you blush, baby? You thinking about last night?”
She nodded. “Let me brush my teeth.”
She wiggled out beneath me and ran to the bathroom. She was still naked, and now that I knew she was thinking something dirty, my cock hardened. This was gonna be a problem for a while, where she took a breath, and I got hard. She was so fucking beautiful and perfect I couldn’t control my reaction.
It was a double-edged sword now that I’d experienced how she tasted and what she looked like when she came. Because I’d want it all the damn time.
The toilet flushed, the faucet turned on, then the door opened. She still didn’t wear her glasses, but she was naked, and her hair spilled over her tits. I sucked in a breath as I eyed her body. I wanted to explore the ivy tattoo on her hip today. That was my goal. “I really like watching you walk around naked.”
She smiled but chewed on the side of her lip. “My nipples are so sensitive from yesterday. My hair brushed against them, and it turned me on.”
“Oh, we can’t have that. What would help?”
She stood next to the bed, her face almost lined with mine. I placed her hair over her shoulders so her tits were in front of my face. “Would my mouth make them feel better?”
She nodded.
I leaned over to do just that, but she crawled on top of me, straddling me. Fuck. She was bare for me, her pussy spread open for me to see and inches from my cock. “Jesus, baby.”
She leaned forward and ran her nipple over my mouth, teasing me and driving me wild. I loved seeing this bolder side of Ivy. It got me even hotter. I sucked the tip, and she arched her back, moaning.
“I love your mouth on me.”
“Same.” I bit her nipple and tugged as I kneaded her ass with my hands. “I love your body, the way your tits taste. Everything.”
She gripped my hair as she ground her hips against me. The movement caused her wet pussy to glide along my cock, and I almost flew off the bed. “Baby, don’t?—”
“Callum, I’m on birth control. I haven’t missed a day in six years.” Her lips brushed against mine as she held my gaze. “Have you been tested recently?”
“Yes, in July.” I swallowed, the desperate, frantic energy of potentially fucking her taking over me. “Are you saying… baby… you want me bare?”
“I want all of you.” She ground her hips again, the feel of her warmth and wetness on my cock making me growl. She lowered her head and stared right at me when she said, “I trust you.”
My heart skipped a fucking beat. This was massive. Huge. She trusted me to fuck her bare? Holy shit. I’d never done that before, and for her to want it… my chest about exploded with lust and want. “Ivy.” My voice broke.
“Fuck going slow, Callum.” She licked her lips and rocked her hips again, this time letting my cock slide into her just an inch. Her eyes heated as she gripped my shoulders, lowering herself onto me.
I saw stars. I saw the fucking galaxy. I didn’t exist in the human realm anymore. Her pussy was divine. I could die right now and be happy. I froze, unable to move or do anything but experience her clench around me. The fact that it was with her, my Ivy, made my entire axis shift. This woman was made for me.
“God, you feel good.” She moaned as she slowly took me further. Her eyes widened, and she swallowed, but then she paused. “Is… is this okay?”
Shit. I snapped out of it. “Baby, this is more than okay. I’m… this is a fantasy. I forgot how to breathe.”
I leaned up and kissed her hard, sucking her tongue as I tweaked her nipples with my fingers. “Ride me. Fuck me. Own me. Please. I beg you.”
“Have you ever…” She breathed hard as she adjusted her angle and took me deeper. “Oh god, this is good. Have you done this?—”
“Bare? Never. Just you. Only you.” I ran my fingers over her hips, the tattoo I needed to learn about. “Tell me about this tattoo while you fuck me.”
“What?”
“Yeah, you have my ivy on your hips with blue flowers.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes into my head and die. Each roll of her hips was pure bliss. Ivy might be petite, but her strong thighs helped her set the pace. “I’ll last longer if you tell me about it.”
“We always talked about getting them, remember?” She ground slowly, taking me deeper with each movement. I couldn’t stop touching her. I gripped her waist and dug my nails into her hip, holding on as she destroyed me for every last person on earth. Each thrust solidified that I’d do whatever it took for us to work. She owned me completely. Every part of me.
“Right.” My voice was rough and desperate. My balls tightened as my orgasm teetered on the edge. Too soon, damn it. Hold it together.
“Callum,” she moaned, setting my blood on fire. “I love how you feel inside me.”
I nodded, unable to speak. It seemed she couldn’t talk either. Sweat pooled where our skin touched, and the sounds of her wet pussy sliding on my cock, along with our pants, filled the room. It smelled like sex, and it was hot.
“When did you get it?” I bit my lip, trying hard not to give in to my orgasm. “Tell me.”
“Sophomore year.” Her closed tight as she let out a deep moan. “I’ve never come from sex before, but I’m so… so… close.”
“Look at me when you come on my cock, please.”
She laughed. “I like how you added please on the end.”
“I’m always polite, even when my cock is deep inside you.”
She quickened her pace, but I noticed a small line between her eyebrows. She’s sore. Tired. Hurting. Her jaw tightened, and she adjusted her position, when it hit me.
Her knee.
“Ivy, can I fuck you my way?”
“Your way?”
I nodded. “One of my fantasies.”
“Against… a mirror?”
“That’s another time.” I grinned. “Right now, I need to feel your heartbeat against mine as your hair goes over my pillow. I want to lick your neck and leave marks all over you skin.”
“Oh. Yes.” Her voice got deeper, throatier. “That’s hot.”
I lifted her off me and gently set her on the bed, smiling at the picture she made. “You’re beautiful. A fucking angel.”
She blushed, and I loved it.
I shifted my weight so I could run my tongue over her tattoo, sucking the skin right at the part where the flowers started. “Why did you get blue flowers?”
“Because they’re the color of your eyes.”
My gaze snapped to hers, my entire body paralyzed. She got my eye color on her body? Even when we weren’t friends. My heart thudded so hard it hurt my throat. I loved this woman. I loved her with my entire soul, and I wanted to keep her for the rest of my life. The urge to blurt everything was right there, but I didn’t want to freak her out.
I’d never said those words to anyone and meant them this deeply. Ivy stared at me with her wide green eyes and parted lips, pink and tender, and an animalistic thought intruded. I want her having my babies.
I wanted a million little Ivys everywhere, and I’d dedicate my life to her.
It made me breathless, and instead of freaking me out, my life suddenly made sense. The piece I’d been missing the last three years? Ivy.
“You are my favorite person,” I whispered, kissing up her stomach to her mouth. I slid my cock back inside her, going slow and shuddering at how good she felt.
She kissed me back and wrapped her legs around me. I sucked her neck, wanting to taste her sweat and skin, and my body vibrated with need. I love her. I love her. I love her.
“I love…this,” I whispered, biting her ear before quickening my pace. She arched her hips and released a sexy-as-hell groan. “I want to feel your pussy clench around me, Ivy. You feel so good. So sexy.”
“Callum,” she moaned, running her hands frantically over my back, shoulders, and head. “I’m gonna…”
“Come for me.”
She shook, thrashing on the sheets as she screamed my name over and over. Each clench of her pussy drew me near the edge, and when she gripped my hair and tugged me closer toward her, I lost it.
“Ivy, baby,” I groaned, resting my forehead on hers as the orgasm hit me like a damn tornado. Thoughts didn’t matter. Breathing wasn’t important. I held onto her as pleasure unlike anything I had ever felt gripped me. I floated between realms, the scent of my girl grounding me.
“Wow.”
I opened my eyes and found my favorite color green staring back at me. Happiness radiated from her, and I kissed her nose. “Unreal. Thank you for trusting me.”
“That’s the thing, Callum.” She played with my hair with a cute little smile on her lips. “I do trust you. Implicitly now. I know you’ll take care of me, which sometimes means pushing me out of my comfort zone.”
“I’ll always make sure you’re okay.” I kissed her forehead, the weight of her words settling over my soul. She trusts me. “That means so much to me, you saying that.”
“I know. That’s why I wanted to say it out loud. I’m… in this, all in. No lingering doubts or uncertainties.”
“Good.” I slid out of her and lifted her up, taking my time running my hands over her body. “If you feel a second of doubt, you tell me, okay? I’ll drop whatever I’m doing to rectify it.”
“How are you even real?” She snorted and chewed the side of her mouth. “Every time I even have a second of hesitation, you know exactly what to say.”
“Because I know what it feels like to not have you in my life, and I won’t do that again.” And because I love you.
“Mm.” The sides of her eyes crinkled, and two small dimples appeared on her cheeks.
I was obsessed with those dimples. I poked one, making her giggle. “Promise me.”
“I promise.”
I wrapped my arms around her, feeling like I could freaking fly. I knew I needed to leave, to go grab my shit in the assigned room. I should head down to eat breakfast with Dean or something. But I couldn’t leave. I didn’t want to stop touching her. Obsessed. That was what I was. “Do you need help packing? Or loading the bus?”
“No. You should go.” She grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a quick kiss. “Go pretend you slept in your room.”
“I don’t wanna.”
She shoved me away, rolling her eyes. “Remember, no one can find out about this. So there’s no helping me when it comes to football. You wave at me, and that’s it.”
“Alright, but do you have plans tonight? Can we hang?”
“Are you needy? This is unexpected.” She snorted, but her eyes warmed and swirled with amusement. “I do have plans tonight, but I could probably find time for you tomorrow.”
“Done. Tomorrow, you, me, the shelter.”
“Sounds awesome.”
You’re being weird. Just leave. Stop staring at her.
“I love… this, Ivy. Thank you for giving me a chance.”
Her cheeks flushed, and she adjusted her glasses. “You’re worth it. Now, get out.”
I laughed, tapped the door twice, and left her room without anyone seeing me. I had the best night of my life, my girl was smiling, and we had plans the next day. No wonder Dean and Luca were so damn happy. If this was how they lived, I got it.
I just couldn’t mess it up.