But I can hardly tell her this car is mine. I can hardly tell her how I know the owner of The Herb Garden. I did tell her some truths though. I really do love good food, and I really did get that from my mom. That has to be more important, right? It’s certainly more real. The rest is just material stuff, window dressing. I showed Callie a real part of who I am tonight. I hope it’s enough.
I pull my car into a deserted parking lot beside a closed shopping center. I turn to Callie. I don’t have time to speak before she’s unclicked her seat belt and leaned across to fit her lips perfectly over mine.
I reach up and touch her face, running my fingers over her porcelain smooth skin. Callie runs her hand down my chest as she kisses me. She tastes of wine and chocolate, sweet like her. And I know nothing else matters but the way I feel about her in this moment. This is real. More real than anything I’ve ever felt in my whole life.
I run my hands over Callie’s body and pull her closer to me. She breaks our kiss and I take the opportunity to remove my own seat belt. She isn’t gone from me for long. She clambers across the central console and sits on my lap straddling me. Her lips are back on mine in seconds. I put my arms around her waist, pulling her against me. I slip my hands beneath her dress and run them up her back and down her sides. She slips her tongue into my mouth and pushes her hands into my hair, grinding her hips against my lap.
My cock is as hard as iron, ready for this. I know Callie can feel it against her pussy as she rocks back and forth on me. Each movement makes my cock throb and I know I can’t wait much longer before I am inside of her.
I reach down and open my jeans, still kissing Callie as I go. I pull my fly open and lift my ass enough to push my jeans and boxers down.
“Fuck me Matt,” Callie says against my lips in a breathless voice.
I push her panties to one side and push my cock inside of her warm, wet pussy. She forces herself down onto my lap, taking my length, impaling herself on my cock as I claim her pussy. I moan as I feel her tight sheath gripping me, pulling me inside of her, deeper and deeper.
She begins to move up and down, her hands pressed on my shoulders, her head thrown back. I match her thrusts, slamming into her, enjoying how fucking tight she is. She clenches her muscles, making her pussy even tighter and my breath catches in my throat.
I reach up and push the straps off her shoulders, exposing her pert breasts. Her nipples are hard, pointing at me. I knead her breasts and then I rub my thumbs over her hard nipples, watching them flatten and then spring back to erect. I squeeze them between my fingers, rolling them and tugging on them. Callie moans as I play with them, her breath becoming a fast pant as she moves on me. I can feel how slippery and wet she is and it’s hard for me to hold myself back. I can feel my orgasm building and I know it won’t be much longer before I explode.
I reach down and push my thumb between Callie’s lips, finding her clit. I rub my thumb over it, feeling how swollen it is, how close she is to coming. I massage it roughly, hard and fast, pushing her over the edge. I feel her pussy clenching around my cock, pinning me in place for a moment. My own climax is almost upon me now, and with one final hard thrust, I come with Callie.
Her pussy is going wild, clenching and relaxing, clenching and relaxing, as I spurt into her, my cock twitching erratically as the heat of my coming slams through my body. I am being pressed back in the seat with the intensity of my climax and I can feel my face twisting as the pleasure floods me. I moan Callie’s name as I spurt inside of her again, her clenching pussy milking me, pulling every last drop of cum from my cock.
My climax begins to fade as Callie calls out my name. I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her as her body stiffens and her pussy clenches once more. She collapses forwards as her orgasm fades, leaning against me, her head laid on my shoulder. I hold her tightly as we pant in unison, fighting to get our breaths back.
When we get ourselves under control, Callie lifts her head from my shoulder and smiles at me. She kisses me softly on the lips and then she moves back into her own seat.
I instantly miss her warming presence on my lap and I know I never want to let this girl go. Reluctantly, I lift my ass from the seat again to pull my boxers and jeans back into place. “So… you still want my brother’s number?” I ask her as I fasten my jeans up.
“Nah. I’ll pass.” She grins at me. “The car is used goods now.”
Chapter Fourteen
Callie
I smile to myself as I leave my dorm room to meet Matt. I texted him this morning to see if he was ready for date two. He was. I wouldn’t tell him what I had planned. I told him it was a surprise. I’m a little nervous now if I’m honest. The date isn’t exactly anything fancy and I hope he’s not expecting too much.
I spent hours this morning wracking my brain trying to work out what the hell we should do. When it finally came to me, I got straight online to try and book something.
My plan is a visit
