My mouth completely dried up when I’d stopped my perusal of the room and saw Callie standing there half-naked. She was gorgeous. And the sensation of her body on top of mine, skin to skin, was heaven. The graze of her fingertips dancing across my shoulders sent an electrical charge through me. Without breaking our kiss, I rolled us until she was under me. A place I’d secretly been hoping to get her in all night. Something about her resonated inside me.

Sure, she was stunning with her golden blonde locks cascading around her shoulders and her bright, blue eyes. Her bow-shaped lips begged to be plundered. And her figure? She was curved in all the right places. But looks faded. Take it from me, I knew. I was a scarred, one-legged mess of a man, yet Callie looked at me as though I could move mountains. It wasn’t a look I was used to seeing. Not even from my former fiancée, Leslie.

Propped on one elbow, the fingers on my other hand trailed up and down her thigh, and my lips left hers, but only to nibble a path down to her breasts. I paid homage to both of them, leaving little love bites on her pretty nipples. I moved into the cradle of her hips and rocked my pelvis against hers, Callie’s breath catching as my engorged cock grazed her clit. Sudden realization hit me, and I groaned in agony.

“What’s wrong?” I hated the uncertainty that sounded in her voice.

“I don’t have a damn condom.”

A puff of air exploded from her lips, and a small chuckle escaped. “Oh my god, I thought it was something worse than that. We can do one of two things I guess. We can still have some fun in other ways. Or… just so you know, I’m clean and on birth control.” She bit her lip, and dodged eye contact, a move completely opposite to the bold women I’d met earlier. “It’s been a really long time since I’ve been with anyone. Like, a really long time.”

I was still propped on my elbows above her, and I cradled her head in my hands, turning it so she had to face me. I dropped petal soft kisses on her nose and closed eyelids, which now fluttered open. Her crystalline blue eyes, still avoiding contact with mine, were full of what looked like embarrassment and possibly shame.

“Hey, look at me.” Callie’s focus honed in on me. “It’s been a while for me too. Over a year. And I’ve been tested in the last three months, so I know I’m clean. But I don’t want you to do anything you’re uncomfortable with. I’m okay with just fooling around. You won’t get any pressure from me. I’ll let you lead the way. Whatever happens tonight is completely up to you.”

She continued to watch me with bright eyes. I could almost see the wheels turning in her mind, and I knew the moment she’d made her decision.

“I want everything. Please.”

Never let it be said that I didn’t know how to please a lady. Every muscle in my body relaxed from a tension I hadn’t realized I’d been feeling. Callie reached up to run her fingers through my hair. The caress was soothing. That thought was quickly cut off though when she wrapped a leg around my waist and thrust up, pushing her pelvis into mine. My cock jumped with anticipation.

Her plea for everything unleashed the restraint I’d been holding. Not wasting another minute, I pulled back and lined my cock up with her slit. I slowly pushed inside her, watching as my length disappeared inside her tight pussy. Her muscles clenched down and almost had me coming right then and there. I thought about other things as I pushed forward until I was inside her to the hilt.

My eyes met Callie’s as I began shallow thrusts that gradually deepened until I was pounding uncontrollably into her. For a brief second I thought I was being too rough, but she tightened her legs around me and met me thrust for thrust. Her moans of pleasure couldn’t be faked. Neither could the expression on her face. As much as I wanted to break the connection between us, I found I couldn’t. I maintained eye contact with her, and a thousand emotions were communicated between us. It scared the shit out of me.

Knowing I was close, I reached between us and rubbed her clit. Callie gasped in pleasure, and her breathing quickened. Her muscles tightened around me, and she continued to clench down on me. After a few more circles on her nub, she threw her head back as her body spasmed beneath me. I took my cue from her and let my release go. My seed flooded her as my climax roared through me.

I fell into an exhausted heap next to Callie. She cuddled up beside me, and her breathing slowed and evened out. The emotional connection we’d just felt had both of us silent as though we feared breaking it with even a whisper. Eventually, she fell asleep, but I remained wide-awake, replaying what had happened over and over again.

I left shortly after she woke up, and I declined staying for breakfast. I couldn’t stay away after that, but I held a part of myself back each time we made love. That night, and all the rest that followed that week, would forever be ingrained inside my head. On the days I felt sorry for myself, I’d think about my time with Callie. I’d never tell any of my buddies what a sap I’d become, but I would always remember how loved she’d made me feel. It would have to keep me warm at night, because I was an idiot and pushed her away. Long distance relationships rarely worked out. Even when you put forth the effort. We’d only known each other a few short days. I refused to admit that I might be scared of even trying to make it work. After Leslie had left me, I’d cut myself off from the emotional entanglements that a relationship brought. Hopefully, this week with the guys would take my mind off Callie and all the what-ifs that kept creeping into my mind.