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Sugarplum 04



Callum O’Connor 


I’ve waited half of my fucking life for this. Sloane Avery is straddling me, wearing my hoodie and that tight little fucking skirt that hitched up to her fucking hips. I’m so god damn hard , I think I’m gonna pass out from blood loss, cause I’m pretty sure it’s all in my fucking dick. I want to touch her everywhere, I want my fucking hands all over her body. But I also just want to savor this kiss. 


“Callum” she breathes once more before I let my lips brush hers and feel her exhale against my mouth. Her hands coming up into my hair and her fingers threading through it as she pulls my mouth against hers. Her impatience is such a fucking turn on. The desperation matches my own and I’m a fucking fool for not kissing her that night four years ago. 


I groan. Keeping my hands from wandering everywhere they want to go. I hold her face , gently tilting her head , angling my own mouth as she lets out a little sound that has my cock throbbing. Fuck. Her mouth. Her lips felt so fucking good on mine. 


Her body shifts, her hips rolling and her warm pussy pushes against my fucking dick through her panties and my pants. Fuck it. 


My hands drop and I reach behind her and down, grabbing her ass and making her gasp into my mouth as I push my own hips upward and grind my cock against her as our mouths breath over one anothers. 


“Callum” she moans and I hear everything she’s not saying, in just my name. 


“I know” I groan. “I know Sugarplum” 


Her hands slip out of my hair. Her tongue slipping over my mouth as her hands rub down my chest and down to my pants. 


“Sloane” I groan as she starts to undo my belt. 


“Not here Sugarplum, not like this” I say. 


I didn’t want my first time with my the only girl I’ve ever truly wanted, to be in the front seat of my car. Sloane deserved to be laid down on a bed and made love to. 


“Please” she breathes against my mouth as her hands still work my belt undone and I groan as she brings her mouth to my jaw , kissing it and over my neck and to my ear. Her soft lips make my skin fucking tingle everywhere they touch. 


“I’m yours Callum” she whispers and breathes against my ear as she unzips me. 


“Sloane, I want to make love to you, and I don’t want to do it in a car” I groan. Wishing for some fucking mercy. 


“Is it because of him, of what he said?” She asks and pulls back. 


“What?” I ask , trying to think of what she’s even talking about. 


“Who?” I shake my head. 


“Liam. What he said. About picturing him, is that why you don’t want me to keep going?” She asks and I grab her hands and stop her. 


“There’s a few things you should know Sugarplum.  One…I just told you why , it’s because you deserve more than the front seat of a car for our first time, because all the years I’ve imagined making love to you, not once was it in a car.  Second, I don’t give a fuck about what he said. I’m a man Sloane, not a little boy, I’m not going to feel insecure about a damn thing he said. Third, I very much want you to keep going but I also want to fucking strip you naked and fucking lay you down and look at you first. God. I want to fucking look at you naked on my fucking bed so god damn bad Sloane. Fourth, if you really want it like this, here, now, then I’ll give you whatever the hell you want , I always will. You’re in charge as far As I’m concerned. Anything you fucking want. It’s yours.” I say and she just looks at me. Her eyes watering slightly. 


“I’ve been in love with you for years Sloane Avery, and I’ll do anything for you, including making love to you in a god damn car, if that’s what you really want” 


“I just, want you” she says and her voice cracks slightly and I grab her face and kiss her mouth. Then one of her cheeks and then the other. 


“We’ve waited this long. We can wait to get to a bed Sloane” I whisper. Hoping she’ll fucking understand how important it is to me to do it right our first time. 


“I’ve had sex with other women Sloane, but this will be the first time I’ve ever made love to someone.  You’re the only fucking person I’ve ever wanted to make love to.  You’re so fucking perfect. And you deserve our first time together to be at least half as perfect as you are, and I can’t fucking give that to you in a car” I sigh and she nods. 


“I just want to kiss you right now, and feel these god damn lips on mine” I say and then kiss them. 


“So we don’t have to stop kissing?” She asks and I smile softly and shake my head. 


“No, that , I’m gonna need more of , right now” I say and kiss her again. Her mouth pushing over mine and then she pulls back as if surprised


“Wait” she says and my brows lift. 


“What?” I ask. Concerned. Shit. If she’s having some realization that she doesn’t want any of this…


“I love to you too.” She says. 


My heart swells as I sigh with relief. 


“You said it , but then you also said lots of other stuff, and…I love you too, it’s always been you Callum.” She says and my nostrils flare. Jesus. She was going to make me take the part about having sex in this car right back. 


“Are you, …are you sure you don’t care about me having been with Liam?” She asks. 


“Sugarplum….you’re mine. And that’s that. There’s nothing else I give a shit about except for that. Do I wish he never had you at all? Of course. But is it going to stop me or change a damn thing about what I feel for you?  … I’m here aren’t I? I’ve only ever wanted you to be happy Sloane. That’s it. That’s all I fucking want. And If I get to be the one to fucking make you happy, that’s the fucking dream Sugarplum. That’s the god damn dream. And nothing else matters. Not Liam. Not anything else but you.  You got me?” I ask and grab her chin and look into her green eyes. She nods. 


“Got you” she whispers and I smile. 


“Youre so fucking beautiful” I whisper and then kiss her softly on her mouth. 


“Nothing has changed , I want you just as much as I always have. I want you so fucking much that I’m not gonna be able to ever stop kissing this fucking mouth of yours, which by the way…fuck Sugarplum. It’s a god damn great fuckin mouth” I nearly growl and she moans and then her fingers are sinking back into my hair as she kisses me with all the passion I’ve always dreamed of feeling from her. 


“Fuckin kiss me with this pretty little mouth Sloane” I groan as I kiss her back. 


“Shit, I fuckin love you” I growl on her mouth and she moans and her hips roll back and forth quickly and I take her plump lower lip in my mouth and groan as she hisses. 


“You’ve got such a hot little fucking mouth” I groan as my teeth slip from her lips. 


“Callum” she pants and she grinds me harder. 


My hands grab her ass again and my fingers slip over the hem at each side and beneath her panties and I grab her bare ass as I grind into her. 


“Callum” she cries on my mouth and then is biting my lip back and then her tongue flicks over my mouth and then inside. 


“Wreck me Sugarplum, wreck me with that fucking mouth” I groan and then slide one hand further into her panties from behind. My middle finger sliding down over her asshole and she gasps and moans and lifts to allow me what I want. 


“Jesus fucking Christ” I groan as my finger pushes at her entrance to her cunt. Finding the wettest fucking pussy I’ve ever felt. 


“Jesus fucking Christ Sloane” I repeat as I tuck my finger inside her , teasing her pussy. Feeling how soaked she is is driving me crazy and she moans as just the tip of my fingers swirls around the entrance of her cunt. 


“Jesus Christ” I repeat a third time and groan as I reach further. Sliding my finger up inside her higher and she gasps against my mouth and I feel her clench around me. Her excited and desperate little sounds are fucking torture. 


“Fuck, You’re just perfect” I groan my finger sliding out and I kiss her mouth and then break my mouth from her lips and bring them to her ear as I slip my hand around her and then between us. 


“That’s it Sugarplum, lift up” I groan into her ear as she automatically lifts into my lap. 


“I may want to wait to make love to you in a bed Sloane, but I’m not above making you cum  with my fucking fingers buried inside this sweet little pussy” 


“Oh god” she cries as I swipe her panties to the side and turn my palm up and slide toe fingers between her lips. Dragging her arousal to her clit and she gasps. 


“Oh, fuck” she whimpers and kisses me and nods. Panting as I rub her clit. 


“Cmere” I whisper on her mouth. “Sit on my fingers baby” I say as I slide them down and up into her and Sloane sinks into them and her mouth parts in a gasp. Her mouth hovering over mine as she clenches and I groan at the warm wet walls surrounding my fingers.  


“Fuck, you feel so good” I groan. “Your pussy feels so fucking good Sugarplum”


“Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking perfect” I groan as my fingers pump into her and Sloane rides them and then I push the heel of my palm against her clit and her head goes back.


“Youre gonna make my fucking dreams come true Sloane, you’re gonna cum for me baby, yeah?” I breathe. She nods. Whimpering. 


“Yeah” she lets out the word in a breathy little moan that makes my fingers curl and makes her pussy clench around them harder. 


“Yeah, that’s my girl” I groan and she pants as she bucks her hips and fucking my fingers and I feel her dripping down my fucking hand and it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. The bliss on her face. The way her brows move and her eyes fall on mine. 


“Fuck, I’m gonna cum” she whimpers and I groan deeper as I keep my fingers and palm moving just how they are. Not changing a fucking a thing. 


“Callum!” She cries my name and I groan as I feel her go over the edge. Her pussy pulsing on my fingers. The sharp cry that leaves her lips and her breath catching before more of the cry falls from her lips. 


I’m undone. I’m completely fucking in awe of her. Watching her cum. Making her cum. 


“This is my life now Sloane…making you cum” I groan as she rides out the last of her orgasm on my fingers and trembles and shakes on my lap as she lets out a little cry and reaches down and grabs my wrist. That’s my queue to stop and I gently slide my fingers out of her. 


“Fuck” she whimpers and then drops to my chest.  Panting with her head on my shoulder and her face in my neck. 


I lift my other hand up behind her head. Turning my face. I kiss her forehead and stroke her hair. Smiling at the red ribbon in her hair and twirling it in my fingers before stroking her hair again and placing another kiss on her forehead. 


“That was….god Callum” she breathes. Still trembling as she comes down from her orgasm. 


“Tell me I can take you to my place and lay you down and taste you Sloane” 


“Oh god” she whimpers and nods. “Yes, you can…very much..do that…yes” she pants and I smile. 


“Mmm” I hum and then kiss her head. 


“Then when you’re ready. Put your perfect ass back in your seat so I can take you home and keep you cumming.” 



“Need…a minute” she breathes. 


“Take all the time you need.” I say and then gently take her chin and lift it. She looks at me with heavy lids as if in a daze. And it’s the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. 


“And you’ll make love to me?” She asks dreamily.


“All damn night Sloane.” I promise.

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