Chapter 22
Sean
I’ve been away for just over a week now, competitions swamping my schedule and my mind, tearing me away from the girl who now rules my every thought. I miss her, having not seen her for 9 days now, I can’t pretend I”m not struggling with withdrawal. She’s like a drug and I”m her biggest addict. We’re due back from two weeks of competitions on Saturday and I”m constantly thinking about spending the whole weekend wrapped around Callie, touching her at all times, I love touching her. My dick is missing her too, that’s why when I call her tonight I have one very specific request.
“I need a photo of you Callie.” I say, the phone balancing precariously between my shoulder and my ear as I fight with my sock.
“Hello to you too,” She snickers, the sound of her silky voice sends my cock rocketing behind my jeans. I huff and rip my sock off the end of my foot, giving up that particular one handed fight whilst I talk to my girl. “Hey baby, I miss you. I need a photo of you.”
“Why?”
“I can’t keeping jerking off to mental images of you, I need something to look at.” I sit on the edge of the sofa next to Kyle as he batters his Xbox remote, muttering curses under his breath.
Callie huffs a laugh. “Oh, you want a naughty picture?” Her voice takes on a sultry tone and I have to adjust my junk.
I nod, even though she can’t see me. “I mean, I could definitely still make myself come to a picture of you fully clothed, but where’s the fun in that?” “Ok, hold on,” She says and I hear her start padding barefoot across her dorm.
My eyes widen and I shift on the sofa, the sword in my trousers digging into my leg uncomfortably. “You’re doing it now? Oh my god,” Ping!
I pull the phone away from my ear, putting Callie on speaker and opening her message. “Sweet Jesus,” I breathe, smashing the phone screen against my chest to hide it. “Callie, what the fuck?”
I can hear the smile in her voice. “Is that good enough?”
“Good enough?” I gape, looking at the photo again, turning the phone away from Kyle’s wandering eye.
Callie is standing in her bathroom, one leg crossed over the other as she leans back against the sink. She’s wearing absolutely nothing, not even a scrap of material in sight and I can’t fucking look away. My cock is throbbing, fighting to get home and live inside her for the entire weekend. “Erm…yeah, baby…that’s…wow, I miss you.” I stutter like a fucking idiot, scrubbing my hand across my jaw, still staring at the photo of my girl, looking like a fucking angel.
Kyle leans across towards me. “Let me see.”
I shove him hard and scramble off the sofa, almost falling flat on my ass as I clamp my hand over my phone, hiding Callie’s body from Kyle’s eyes. “You know I’d have to gauge your eyes out if you saw her like that right?” Kyle barks a laugh and Callie clears her throat on the other end of the phone, drawing my attention back to her. “Sorry baby, Kyle’s just being certifiably insane over here. Please come and save me.”
“I have to go Sean, I have training in the morning and I”m so fucking tired from the competition today.” She sounds tired, really tired and I know she’s having a hard time with her routines right now, she keeps telling me how no matter how hard she tries she just can’t get the hang of them. I know it’s totally draining her mentally and physically. Even so, she smashed the competition today, the team event was their strongest and they managed to come second which was a surprise to everyone when my sister fell off beam twice and Anais took a fall on bars. Lois has been a gymnast since she was a child but I’ve never really cared to learn anything about the sport, until this fiery brunette came along and consumed me, I want to know everything about her. Even though I know she’s exhausted tonight after a long day she still stripped off her clothes and made me a happy boy with that photo. God, I love h—
Shit! My head is getting way ahead of me, thinking crazy things like that when we’ve only been dating for a month. I am crazy right? It’s not normal to think you might be in love with someone after a month together? I don’t fucking know what I”m doing with this relationship stuff, even though Callie has helped me a lot when I’ve been feeling uneasy, like a rookie. It’s hard for me to be bad, or unpracticed at anything, I”m pretty much good at everything I do. I’m a weapon on the ice and with the ladies, but wanting someone as bad as I want Callie is total uncharted territory for me and I don’t know what I”m doing with myself.
My blades glide to a stop next to Nick, my chest battering him into the plexiglass and earning a hard jab in my right shoulder as he smirks at me. Only 4 days left until I can go home to my girl, I can’t fucking wait to see her, smell her, kiss her. She doesn’t know this yet but we are spending the entire weekend in bed, naked.
“Stop daydreaming Taylor, you’re losing it.” Coach passes me, slapping a palm down on the back of my shoulder and making his way off the ice. I’m glad he can’t read my thoughts, images of his naked daughter swirling through my mind.
We’ve been training since 8am this morning, it”s now 2pm and I”m fucking exhausted. I’ve been making good use of the photo Callie sent me everyday, the guys and I are sharing a hotel room though so I’ve had to be mindful of that. I can’t help but let her name leave my lips on a curse every time I come now, my dick takes over my brain and I can think of nothing but her.
Nick grunts beside me as he yanks his gloves off his hands, the red, icy skin underneath causing him to wince when he curls them into fists. “I know Callie is super fucking hot but she’s kind of a bitch, I don’t know what you see in her past her pussy.”
This fucking guy never knows when to shut up.
My brow furrows and I grab the back of his jersey, leaning into his ear. “First of all, call my girl a bitch again and you’ll be seeing the inside of a hospital.” I watch his smirk widen, he loves fucking with me, watching me lose my shit. “Second of all,” I take a breath, letting the protective anger fizzle out. “I’m scared shitless of her, but I think that’s what keeps me coming back. It’s like I”m scared of her but I like it, keeps me on my toes you know?” I step off the ice, following after Nick and walking towards the locker rooms, the sweat dripping down the back of my neck. “All the other girls I could have are always fawning all over me, desperate for my attention but Callie is the opposite.” I let a coy smile cross my face before I squash it down, watching as Nick drops his trousers. “She tells me how much I irritate her at least once per day and I fucking love it. Maybe I”m fucked in the head.” I cover my eyes with one hand. “Put that fucking thing away.”
“Jealous that it”s bigger than yours?” Nick grins, swinging his hips and making his dick dance before wrapping a towel around his waist. “Anyway, maybe you are fucked in the head or maybe…” he grins and throws his arm around my shoulders. “You”re falling in love with her.” I drop my trousers too, admiring the muscle hanging between my legs, I can’t fucking wait to put him to good use in 4 days.
“I already know I”m falling in love with her, but I can’t tell her that yet can I? Isn’t it way too soon?” I grumble, lifting my jersey over my head and grabbing a towel from my locker. “I feel like such a fucking rookie at all this relationship stuff, I never know if I”m being too keen or not keen enough.”
Nick yanks back the shower curtain and I step into the cubicle next to him, the hot water creates a cloud of fog around us. “Maybe talk to Lewis about it, he’s done the relationship thing before.”
“Yeah, good idea man.” I say, letting the water flow over my face, the warmth softening my tense muscles.
I need to figure out how to navigate this stuff and I think Lewis might be the perfect person to help me smooth out the confusion that’s rolling my brain into a ball and bouncing it around inside my skull. The funny thing is I know exactly how I feel, it’s not my feelings towards Callie that are confusing me, it’s what to do with them.