“Worth it,” she says, shifting her hips beneath me. I reach down and slowly rub her clit, watching her eyes flutter shut. “Are you hard again, Wes?” she moans as I move my hips.
“Yes.” I reach up and grab the knife from my nightstand so I can cut each of the zip ties. Her eyes open as she lowers her arms and grips my waist. I flip us over until she’s on top of me, where she immediately starts rocking.
This fucking view. There’s nothing better than it.
I reach up and grab her hips, helping her move. She massages her breasts and throws her head back. When I cantell she’s close, I take one hand and reach down to rub, her clit wet from both of our cum, and don’t stop until she screams as she comes.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You are magnificent.”
She leans down and holds herself up with her hands on my chest.
“I love fucking you, Wes.” She turns her head to me. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Calliope.”
Callie rolls off me and lies on her back by my side as we both catch our breath.
There’s a scratching sound at the bedroom door, and I turn my head to look at her. We both crack up.
“Sir Fluffy and Honey Bunny are ready for dinner,” Callie says. “We can’t keep them waiting.”
The introduction of my old man cat and her giant lop-eared bunny went better than expected. Sir Fluffy just sort of stared at the rabbit at first, but then started following him around as Honey Bunny explored the house.
Now they’re best friends. Their food bowls are next to each other, and they even sleep in a bed cuddled up together. It’s freaking adorable.
“At least they waited until we got two rounds in.” I sit up and swing my legs off the bed. “Stay there,” I order her and head to the bathroom.
“I don’t think I could walk if my life depended on it,” she says as I wet a washcloth with warm water.
I return to the bed to clean her up, starting with her breasts where the apple pie filling was, then gently wiping her thighs and her pussy, loving the sight of my cum dripping out of her.
“I’ll feed them. You stay in bed as long as you want.”
With a gentle kiss to her forehead, I pull a blanket over her naked body and leave the bedroom.
Sir Fluffy weaves in and out of my legs, and Honey Bunny sits patiently next to the food bowls, his little nose sniffing the air.
I still feel like I’m dreaming this life, but when I return to the bedroom and watch Callie snoozing just where I left her, I know it’s the real thing.
Chapter 46
Gold Digger
CALLIE
The high school girl who I met the first time I came into Killer Beans stares at me with narrowed eyes and her hands on her hips.
“Why are you working here, anyway?” Maris tilts her head. “Why don’t you have a real job?”
“Why is this not a real job?” I suppress a grin and continue staring at the iPad, scanning the menu so I continue to get familiar with it.
She blinks at me, ignoring the question I threw back at her.
Fucking hell, teenagers these days.
“My mom said you’re living with Wes, and you’ve only known him for, like, a month. She thinks you’re a gold digger.”
Wes warned me about living in Lake Savage, the smallest town ever, but I guess I didn’t really fully understand how much everyone knows about everyone else’s life. Right now it’s still charming, but I can see how it could be challengingsometimes. There is none of the anonymity of living in a city, even a small one like Portland.
