Page 182 of Call the Shots
“ALMOST THERE!”
“OH MY GOD!”
“DON’T STOP, JUNE!”
Sparkles whirled across the screen with a big congratulations window, and the kids were ecstatic. They’d been trying to get more rare animals to win a trophy.
“Gender,male,” Bear announced.
“Do you need an O name?” Jillian asked. “What about Oscar?”
“No, we’re naming him Bear,” I laughed. “Aren’t we doing that? Wasn’t that the only point of the minigame?”
Bear was quiet for a moment. “Yeah.”
“Put in the name, I want to see him in his new exhibit!” I watched as the okapi Bear was dropped in our special place, his pixelated form shaking off the dust. “Oh, he’s so cute.” I beamed at Bear. “Just like you.”
Bear gazed at me, his face weirdly blank, before he grabbed me by the shoulder and yanked me down for a kiss. I gasped in surprise and Bear wrapped his arms around me, kissing me harder.
“Ew!” AJ gagged.
“YOU KISSED HER!” Jillian screamed. “I KNEW IT!I KNEW YOU TWO KISS EACH OTHER!”
I flushed as Bear hurried through an apology. They eagerly told his aunt what happened until their voices disappeared when their call ended.
“Sorry—I got caught up in the moment,” Bear said, embarrassed.
“We’ll talk about that later.” I pulled my shirt over my head. “You listened to animal fun facts for thirty minutes, didn’t say anything when Jillian messed-up the sidewalk creation kit, you repaired it when she wasn’t looking—” I kissed him, flashing his phone’s screen. “You’re so patient and so sweet. Now we’re having no-condom sex.”
“Huh?” Bear read his screen and his eyes flashed to mine. “Yeah?”
They were hurried, insistent kisses while we tore each other’s clothes off. That wasn’t unusual. The last couple of days had been yanking down jeans and making up for the unnecessarily celibate summer.
“So, uh, what do I do to recreate this?” Bear muttered, deepening the kiss.
“I don’t know—thoughtful Bear is really doing it for me.”
“Okay, volunteer at a soup kitchen and fuck in the parking lot?”
I burst into laughter while Bear coaxed me down to the couch, running his tongue along my neck. I loved the feeling of him on top. I just loved how safe I felt with him, and comfortable, and how good he made me feel…
When he kissed me on the lips again, I broke away. “I want you to cum so deep inside me, my birth control has to do its fucking job.”
Bear froze. “Huh?”
“Sorry.” I panted. “Too far?”
“No, I—” He faltered. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
Something about his tone told me that wasn’t a bad thing. I licked his bottom lip. “I’m your toy. Do whatever you want to me.”
I ran the palm of my hand over his bulge, rigid in his boxer briefs. Satisfaction coursed through me from the wet spot.Precum. With a grunt, Bear jolted away.
“You’re leaking, baby,” I murmured. “Can I taste?”
His eyes were trained away from me as he pulled off my panties. “I need to eat you out.”
“You don’t want to keep kissing?”
