Page 127 of My Best Years

“Hey! What about me?” Winnie thunders, staring angrily at her sister.

“You’re my sister,” Birdie rolls her eyes. “You have to be at all of my birthdays, silly.”

Winnie stops and thinks before responding.

“Oh, that’s true,” Winnie exhales. And just like that, all is well between them again.

My chest feels all tight and fuzzy when Birdie turns to me and grins.

“Help me blow out my candles, Cal,” she says. “So we can make sure my wish will come true.”

I’m not sure that’s how this works…but I’m not going to tell my best friend no on her birthday.

Birdie reaches for my hand beneath the table and wraps her little fingers around mine. We both smile as we lean forward and blow out all ten candles.

And when my eleventh birthday comes around the next year, I close my eyes and wish for the exact same thing.

“I.”

Kiss.

“Love.”

Kiss.

“You.”

Kiss.

“So.”

Kiss.

“Fucking much.”

We only made it halfway through the movie before I had Birdie naked and writhing beneath me on the couch. Now, she’s lying on our bed as I place open-mouthed kisses down her exposed body.

I knew we weren’t going to make it through the entire movie. There was no fucking way in hell. As soon as we made it to the bedroom, she stripped me down and got on her knees. The second her plump lips wrapped around my cock, I had to stop her. My control is thin tonight, and I want to come deep inside her pussy while it’s clenching around my length, sucking me in.

Her hands sink into my hair as I take one of her hard nipples into my mouth. Her fingers claw at the bed sheets as she wiggles beneath me.

“Callum,”she whimpers as I suckle and bite on the tight bud. My dick is aching, leaking against the bed as I move to her other breast and show it the same attention.

“God, these tits,”I mutter against her wet skin. “The perfect mouthful. Made just for me.”

She moans when I kiss the spot between her breasts and continue my onslaught down her stomach. Her hips jerk when I dip the tip of my tongue into her belly button. Every inch of her is so sensitive right now, singing for my lips, teeth, and tongue.

I practically growl as I run the tip of my nose from one hip to the other. I love the smell of her. The taste of her. I love this woman with every fiber of my being.

“Oh,God,”she whines when I part her slit with my tongue and lick her from entrance to clit. I swirl my tongue around the sensitive nub before assaulting it with hungry flicks. I curl my arms around her thighs, holding her still as I suck on her clit until it’s swollen and full of blood. I want her just on the brink of release right before I slide my dick into her tight hole and fill her up until she’s dripping my cum.

I want her coming around my cock so hard that we both see stars.

“Callum, please,” she begs when I place a kiss to the inside of her thigh and position two of my fingers at her entrance. I rub the pads of my fingers around her slick opening, gathering her wetness but not pushing inside.

“Please, what, baby?” I groan while rubbing her clit with my thumb. “Talk to me.”

Her face scrunches together with need.

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