Page 106 of Second Sets Omnibus
His breaths pick up, leaning into my touch, and his tense muscles relax. For a solid minute, we lie together—skin to skin, soaking in each other's presence.
“I-I want inside of you,” he whispers with a crack in his voice.
Redness blooms over his cheeks, and his eyes shut tight when he rests his forehead against mine.
“Is that what you want?” I whisper, pressing my lips against his until he nods. “You're ready?” I ask, searching the lust-filled storm brewing in his gray eyes.
“I want to fuck you, Little Star. I want this memory to live with me for the rest of my life. I want to see this… your face when you come… and remember the feel of your pussy wrapped around my dick. It's you, River. I've been waiting for you,” he says with such conviction I can't turn him away.
All the panic I felt before vanishes when I look into his hungry eyes, begging for a taste of me. It's him and me. River and Callum. Our time to show what we mean to each other.
“Then fuck me, Callum,” I practically beg, staring into his eyes and pleading with him to take the ache from between my legs. His entire body shivers, and he closes his eyes. “It's just you and me, Callum,” I whisper with encouragement. “Just us. This is our moment. If you want…”
“You and me, Little Star. I don't know… know how long I'll last,” he whispers, swallowing hard.
“That's okay. We have plenty more opportunities, okay?”
He nods, and a small smile breaks out. Kissing my lips one last time, he pulls back, dragging his fingers down my bare legs. He hooks the edge of my panties and brings them down my legs and over my feet. In stunned awe, he stares at my glistening pussy with rapt attention. Spreading my legs further, he licks his lips like he's hypnotized by the heat blossoming between my legs.
Swallowing hard, I see the nerves roaring through him when he carefully removes his boxers and tosses them aside, leaving him bare to me. And what a beautiful sight it is. His long and thick dick stands at attention, red and purple, with desperation for me. Pre-cum glistens in the sunlight when it twitches and leaks down his reddened tip and twitching length.
“Why don't you lie down?” I ask, patting the spot beside me on the bed.
“O-okay,” he gasps, settling down on the bed.
His fingers fidget in the sheet, twisting it until he's gripping it hard with white knuckles. He blinks rapidly up at me when I step back, lifting my sleep shirt over my head and tossing it aside, standing naked before him at the end of the bed.
Goosebumps erupt, puckering my skin when he gazes at me in wonder, like I'm the most perfect woman in the world, taking every inch of my body. His lips pop open in awe, and his irises disappear beneath the blackness of his dilated eyes. My heart beats double time when I step forward, running my fingers through the blond hairs lining his muscular thighs. Every inch my fingers move up his leg and over his abdomen, he groans softly, arching his back to receive my touch.
Callum may have seen me naked before, but this time is entirely different. I’m all his—all he can focus on. There’s no one else in the room to eat up his time but me. The way his eyes eat me alive as I hover above him has my breath catching in my throat. Anticipation trembles his fingers when he curls them in the sheets, desperate to reach for me but not daring to make a move. Not yet at least.
This moment is for him and only him. Our time together. A special occasion we'll covet for the rest of our lives—him more than me. The trust he's putting in me to give him that memorable first time brings butterflies to my belly. Almost as if it were my first time, too.
Heavy breaths heave his chest, and he nibbles into his bottom lip, locking his gaze on my puckered nipples, begging for his warm mouth.
“You're okay with this, right? You're really ready?” I ask with furrowed brows, climbing onto the bottom of the bed and resting on my knees.
Hesitation slams into me, and I can't help but wonder if I'm the one to do this for him. But all that soon disappears with his following words, knocking me into action.
“River, please,” he begs, moving his shaky fingers up and down his hardened and angry shaft, rubbing his thumb over his weeping slit, spreading around his pre-cum.
Moving up his body slowly, I trail my finger up his thigh, lightly coated in blond hairs, and swirl them around. I smirk when his hips jump, begging for friction, and he groans. Gently, I move his hand away from his twitching cock and place it at his side. Immediately, he twists the sheet again for leverage.
“Please, River,” he pleads as I blow a breath over his length, loving the groaned response he gives me.
Wetness explodes in my pussy as I blow again, and his head turns from side to side.
“How bad do you want it, Callum?” I ask huskily, running the flat part of my tongue up his length and circling his tip.
“Please-please, River!” he cries out, thrusting his fingers into my hair and pulling me up to his mouth until his lips attack mine. He groans when I straddle his lap, grinding myself against his hardening dick. “I need you. I'm ready, Little Star. Please! Please fuck me. I've dreamed-dreamed of this moment for months. Since the moment I saw you… I knew. I want to remember this until the day I die. I'm yours, Little Star,” he breathes his confession against my lips, grunting when I take him in my hands and line him up. “I’m yours,” he breathes again, barely above a whisper, staring deep into my eyes.
“You're good with no condoms?” I ask with hesitation, eyeing him as he nods without hesitation.
“Yes, Little Star. I want you raw. I want to feel the flutters of your pussy when I finally settle inside you. Please, do it now. I'm so desperate—” His entire body locks up, and his fingers dig into my hip when I push him inside, and he gasps. “Oh, fuck,” he moans wide-eyed, staying rigid until I sink down on him, taking him in all the way.
With approval, my pussy rejoices and flutters around him, basking in the thickness of his cock, stretching me.
“How does it feel?” I rasp through a moan when I lift my hips slowly and slam back down onto him, grinding my pelvis against his until he's crying out.
