The car ride to Mia's apartment was fun, even given the circumstances.
I couldn't stop staring at Smurf, wearing a creepy little smirk on my lips. I knew she knew I was watching her and I admired the way her eyes were staring determinedly straight ahead at the road, avoiding mine. I just wanted to feed her rainbows and cuddle with her. I mean, I didn't even know an adult could be this tiny. How was it possible that someone with that much black and such a little body could make me wanna jizz in my pants? For Pete's sake, that pout was gonna be my death.
"What?!" She finally exclaimed when I'd been staring at her forever. My grin instantly widened, but I didn't avert my eyes.
"Nothing." I simply replied. Just looking at the cutest composition of atoms in the whole entire world.
"Then why are you staring? Do I have something on my face?" She didn't look at me, only kept sending daggers at the road. Poor road.
"Yeah," I replied. "Kissable lips."
Again, I caught her off guard. For the first time, I watched another color than black and blue make its way onto her body. A pink blush spread across her cheeks, originating from her neck. She quickly cleared her throat and pretended like it wasn't there. So fucking adorable.
"Stop that," She mumbled, trying to sound annoyed. The blush spoke otherwise, though. "You've been harassing me for weeks. Don't think stupid shit like that is going to make up for anything. You're still very much on my list."
I grinned, slowly licking my lips. "At the top, I hope."
I had to seriously control an urge when she turned an even deeper shade of pink, almost red. Her throat gulped and fuck, Caleb junior wanted out to get a peak as well. I shifted a little and decided it was best to turn my eyes away from her for the remainder of the trip. Best for her, me, or my zipper?
It took about ten more minutes before we finally pulled up to an expensive apartment complex. I let out a low whistle at the sight. "Someone's a trustfund baby."
She gave me a glare, then pulled the brake and killed the engine, quickly grabbing her shoulder bag before shuffling out. I chuckled quietly at her rush when she actually almost stumbled. I followed calmly and zipped off my hoodie, leaving it in the car, knowing my relaxed demeanor was going to drive her to a cute little edge.
But then, as we entered and took the elevator up, it changed. My foot started to tap impatiently and my hands started trembling. It was as if my body knew it was close to seeing the most important thing in my life. The one it hadn't held in its arms for weeks. The only girl who'd ever held my heart and ever would.
I walked after Smurf, letting her lead me to the right door. After a quick tap, it seemed to only take an eternity before the door was finally opened.
"Elana!" I rushed inside and felt my chest explode as my princess ran straight into my arms, already at the door. She'd been waiting for me. I clutched her tightly and buried my face in her neck, breathed in her baby scent. Fuck it, I nearly cried. She wrapped her little arms around me and patted my back, welcoming me home. That's my baby girl.
I pulled back to cradle her face, staring into her bright eyes to make sure she was the same, no bruises, no illness, no missing hairs. She grinned toothily at me, and fuck, it made my heart soar to see she was happy and in good spirit. I brushed her golden locks away and pressed a kiss to each of her cheeks, seeing her wrinkle her little nose, which made me kiss that as well.
Hi, princess, I then signed to her, leaning in to press another kiss to her forehead when she signed 'hi' back. I've missed you so much. I'm sorry I've been away. Did uncle Eli treat you well? Did you behave while I wasn't here?
She smiled cheekily up at me and nodded. Atta girl. That's how I knew she was lying. My little hell raiser.
She started to recap all the things she'd been doing with Eli and Mia, and I grinned animatedly while vaguely sensing Smurf and her friend greeting each other as well. I heard sobbing and glanced back quickly to see Smurf hugging her. She caught my eyes, but averted them and focused on hugging her friend.
"Sorry," Mia said. She finally pulled away from the smurf and inhaled a breath. "I just... really needed that." You and me both, Barbie. "How are you? How did you two—"
"I messaged her my location and she came and picked me up," I jumped in before Smurf could answer. I might've blackmailed her juuust a little bit in the matter of asking her to come pick me up. I told her if she came and got me, I would let her computer off the hook. She had accepted my terms. The rest was history. Very pleasant history.
Smurf pulled out her phone and started working away on it with a red face, and I followed her lead, giving Elana a quick kiss before I pulled my own laptop out of my bag.
"So, uh, how should we..." The Barbie girl started. I really should start calling people by their names.... eh.
I opened my laptop and started typing away, entering my passcode and hacking Barbie's WiFi. "Smurf, you working on that satellite image?" The first thing we should do was try and track the van that took Eli away. If we could just do that and then—
"I'm hacking into NASA right now. We'll have a clear vision of the roads within minutes."
—and then buy wedding rings, it should all be fine. "Great." Focus, brain. Stop thinking of princess cuts and what a blue diamond ring would look like on her finger. "I'll start hacking into the roadside cameras and see if I can track a black vehicle." Speaking of black, were there such things as black wedding dresses? For fuck's sake. "Mia, you gotta describe it as well as you can for me." And maybe give me your measurements, because she would probably be one of the bridesmaids.
Caleb. This is your brain. I'm giving up on you. Your dick's in charge now. That's all. See ya.
Great. This was going to be just great.
~~~
Hours later, my ass was burning. And I meant that in the metaphorical way, not the literal.
Sitting on the couch next to Smurf, alone in Barbie's apartment, I was trying my hardest to stare at my laptop instead of Smurf. We were both working, and it had been almost complete silence ever since Mia stormed off to investigate the address that the anonymous person named 'A' sent me. The same person that I had tried to hack, in vain.
I slowly glanced towards Smurf and narrowed my eyes.
She knew something. She fucking knew something that I didn't and it was making me suspicious. She had wanted Mia out of the apartment quickly as possible... as if whoever sent that message was a person she trusted with her life...
Or maybe they were in cahoots.
– Cahoots? Who the fuck even still uses cahoots? Just say in on it together, you limp ass.
"So that message..." I started, still sending her the side-eye.
"Nope," She prompted, still staring intensely at her laptop.
"Nope?" I echoed. "Nope as in—"
"Nope."
Okay, so she was definitely hiding something. I think I should find out what.
"I'm not afraid to take control of your laptop again," I threatened.
"That would be a waste of time right now, don't you think?" She said, still typing away with fast fingers. Almost as fast as my own...
Goddamn it, focus. Lives are at stake here.
"Who is it?" I said, now turning towards her and staring hard at her. I kept my voice level, knowing Elana was sleeping in the next room. She couldn't hear us, but it was common decency. God was watching.
"No one," She replied, continuing to avoid my gaze. But I noticed she swallowed hard.
"Listen, Smurf," I said, actually squaring up. "I want to believe you're as cute as you look, but if you're playing for the wrong team and just sent your own friend into the claws of—"
"I'm not," She defended, pausing her typing only for a second before she resumed again. "And I didn't. I... he's contacted me before."
"He?" I repeated, unable to control the rise in my voice. Her fingers halted again at the slip of her tongue. "Smurf—"
"I trust him, okay?" She said, now finally turning her head and staring straight into my eyes with her warm brown eyes that one could easily melt in if you stared too long and didn't have a lot of self restrain or long lasting concentrat—goddamn it! "If he said that's the place, then that's the place. He's... he just knows things."
"Knows what things?" I said, pressing on. Jesus Christ, if she knew this dude and if he was as powerful as he sounded... "how can you be certain he can be trusted? What proof has he given you?"
Smurf pressed her lips together tightly. Then, looking down, she turned away. "He's protected Eli before."
"What?" Excuse me and my Father above, but as far as I knew, I was the only person who had ever done anything to try and protect Eli. "He's done what now?"
"I didn't know at the time!" Smurf protested. She shook her head and then rubbed her temples. "It was all so crazy! The whole school was obsessed with this Genius guy, and I was this close to finding out who he was when... when he suddenly contacted me and told me to leave it be."
I stared at her speechlessly. Me, Caleb. Speechless. Who would have thought? "Explain."
Sighing, Smurf pushed her laptop away. Then, she did just that; Explain. "Look, I don't know the whole story, I just know I had cracked what I have to assume now was your IP. I was trying to trace the guy who repaired the glitch at the school, because he used his own computer to manually go in and fix the coding—"
"I know, that was me," I shot in. "I was trying to get in contact with Eli without the fuckers catching on."
"Well, I caught on," Smurf said. I glared, even though I had to admit I was impressed. She was a smart little Smurf. "It took me some time, but I managed to find a trace of your IP address. When I went to tell Mia about it, she told me to wait. I guess she was trying to protect you," She shrugged. I nodded and urged her to continue. "So I went home, but then, just as I got in, I got an anonymous message from a guy named A. He told me to trust Mia and leave the IP alone. I didn't trust him back then, just like you are now," She pointed out. "So I wanted to know why, or I said I would do it."
"And then?"
She bit her lip. She hesitated, and I knew she was thinking of how much she should tell me. Then, she gave another sigh. "He... told me I had to have faith in him. He told me there was a reason the Genius wasn't going public, and right now it was my choice to keep it that way, but for the interest of keeping him safe, I should do as Mia said and not track the IP."
"And you didn't," I concluded, but narrowed my eyes. "You sent a bug instead."
She nodded, almost ashamed. "I didn't want to track you down, I just wanted... I just wanted to know who you were!"
"And now?" I slowly grinned. Bet she had a surprise coming.
"Disappointed," She shrugged.
"Hey?!" I said, sounding offended. Okay, maybe I was. I was awesome. C'mon. No, seriously, I was; God made me. "If it wasn't for me, you could've risked exposing me to everyone trying to keep track of me. They can't hack my laptop, but they might've been able to find me through you."
"Well, I didn't know that," She grumbled and turned back to her laptop. "That was my mistake. Curiosity killed the cat, and now Eli is gone."
"If you're sitting there blaming yourself, you've got another thing coming," I warned. Like me aggressively shaking her and then maybe fucking her because she looked so fuckable. And tiny. And her hair looked soft.
"I'm not, I'm just saying... certain things could've been prevented," She argued. I shook my head.
"So this 'A' guy," I said, trying to get back on track. "Are you still in contact with him?"
"Actually..." She said, biting her lip again. She tugged at one of the piercings locked through her lip. "He wanted to get in contact with you."
"Wait... what?" I stared back at my laptop. I still couldn't understand how he managed to send me an untraceable message. How did he even find me? Unless... "Smurf, what did you do?"
She gave me a forlorn look, which only alarmed me more. "When you told me to come get you..."
Holy Indian cows. "He was there?" My whole mind tried to replay everyone there at the station, but there were too many. "Who was he? What the hell?!"
"I—"
Plink!
I snapped towards my laptop and saw the black chatbox was back. Suck my balls, it was him.
'A: Opn a lnk n lt me hlp u sve ur frnd.'
I stared, shocked. "How the fuck is he doing that?!"
"You hacked Mia's WiFi," Smurf said. "He hacked it first."
"But—"
'A: Anytime now, Caleb.'
My heart was racing. Shit. Was I really doing this? Was I trusting a complete stranger? That was nuts. It was nuts, right?
I slowly looked towards Smurf. She nodded and pressed her lips together with an assured face.
Fuck. Putting all my faith into the word of a Smurf girl. God, you better have sent me a good one.
I pressed the button that opened a channel through, and not a nanosecond later, it hit.
– Thousands, possibly millions of files started transferring into my black hole, downloading at rocket speed. I stared in shock as some of them opened. Ho...ly... fishhat. "Are these..."
'A: Keep them safe. Use them to take them down, then lock it all up somewhere nobody can get to them. Hundreds of children's lives are resting in your capable hands now, Mr Montrell.'
Boom. That was the sound of my brain exploding.
Everything came together as the files popped up and showed confidential codings. Numbers that, when applied, would crack something open. And as my black hole started running the algorithms...
Welcome to
C.E.N.T.U.R.I.E.S Mainframe
Please enter password:
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Holy shit. He had sent me the codes to unlock the system that governed all of C.E.N.T.U.R.I.E.S. Everything they ever did... their data, their entire facility...
All in my capable hands.
'A: I could never find a way to extract the information without the self-erasing software activating, but I have no doubt you will, Mr Montrell. Use your software and trap it all. You own them, you control them. Make them play by your tune.'
Was I sweating? Was I about to have a heart attack? Was I about to jump up to the moon and back again? Yes to all of the above.
"He just fucking sent me everything I need to take C.E.N.T.U.R.I.E.S down," I whispered, still staring in disbelief at my own laptop that kept downloading code. This would take days... possibly weeks to crack. Time we didn't have. "Smurf..."
"I'll help," She prompted, already leaning in to glance at my computer. "A few million lines of coding... divided by two laptops working at joined force and speed..." That meant we could shorten it to just days.
"We're going to save him," I said, cupping my whole fucking face. "Jesus Christ."
They were in the palm of our hands now.
In seconds, I had opened a link through to Smurf's laptop and given her full access and rights to my black hole. The data and coding was still downloading, but with both our laptops working on it, it could run all of the algorithms twice as fast.
"All we have to do is apply the coding to your software and let it crunch the numbers," She said. I nodded and typed along, trying to get my software to contain it all. "Then once it's running..."
"It's only a matter of time," I said. If everything went correctly. My software had never hacked anything this big before. It was still only in its beta stages. It had passed Smurf's laptop and a few other low key things, but a giant, secret governmental project? Talk about going from fingering to fisting in one second.
I blew out a stressed breath and watched as my software accepted the codes and started crunching them. I held my breath the first few minutes, but so far, it held stable. Holy shit, if this actually worked...
Glancing over at Smurf's laptop, I saw her working as well, her eyebrows knitted together. Her small fingers were typing so fast, but they looked so sexy while doing it...
This... was not the time to be sexually aroused by strange fetishes.
But when had I ever listened to my own advice?
"Alright. So now it's a waiting game," I said, watching my software work it's magic. It was crunching the codes and downloading them at the same time, so all we could do was watch and adjust my software when needed. "I'm gonna go check on Elana real quick."
"Okay. I'll keep watching the numbers."
I nodded and stood up, then stretched and felt as I walked on shaky legs towards Mia's guest bedroom. I peaked inside and saw Elana still out cold on the bed. She would be out for at least another hour. She had had a big day. Or at least I had.
Cracking C.E.N.T.U.R.I.E.S... Making a case against them... Imagine if it really worked... if it worked... If we really took them down.
I grinned and couldn't help but smile to myself. Fucking hell, if it did... we would really bring this whole shit down. All of it. They'd have nothing to hold against us, unless they wanted a worldwide case against them. 'A' was right. If we owned them, we controlled them. And if that wasn't cause for a fucking smile in all this mess...
I walked back towards the couch and slumped down next to Smurf who was still watching the laptop, occasionally making some adjustments here and there. I watched her work, admired her dedication. She really was good.
"If the software starts glitching, just—"
"I know, just run the algorithms you packed into your operate folder," She replied before I could even finish. Was that pride or arousal I was feeling?
I glanced down at my bulging pants. Right then. Definitely arousal.
"Do you wanna have sex?" I voiced, seeing her fingers abruptly freeze up. Yes, I did just ask that.
"Excuse me?" She said and turned to glare preposterously at me.
I grinned and licked my bottom lip. "You heard me. Wanna have sex?"
She stared at me as if she was trying to figure out whether or not I was kidding; I really wasn't. I hoped that was the conclusion she came to as well when she turned her head back to her laptop and then shook it. "You're motherfucking crazy."
"And we've got some time to kill," I reminded her, seeing her purse her lips tightly. "I promise I'll make it worth your while." Really, really worth her while. The number of things I wanted to fucking do to her outnumbered the coding that was still downloading on my laptop.
She scoffed and turned away from me, which, I had to admit, was understandable. I had always been a forward guy, which meant I knew what a rejection looked like. Didn't hurt any less, though.
Your loss, smurf. Completely your loss.
"Alright. Suit yourself." I sighed and sat up, deciding I might as well focus on the algorithm, too. Smurf was watching it from her own laptop, typing away and hacking and pulling up my medical files and—wait what?
I frowned and immediately jerked my head back to see her hacking my medical journal, going specifically for my sexual history and my... clean bill of health...? Wha...?
– She was hacking my goddamn test results. Browsing through my medical history like it was a shopping magazine, I watched her go through my monthly check-ups on STD's and STI's. Clean, clean and squeaky-damn-clean.
... Well, alright then.
I believed two could play at that game.
I slowly smirked and turned my eyes to my own laptop and opened up a new box, next to the algorithm. A short minute later, I was inside her medical records as well.
She was on the pill... allergic to peanuts... aw, she had the chickenpox when she was two.
"You applied for the usage of medical marijuana when you were 16 because of Trump?" She suddenly blurted, turning her head to glare at me.
I stared back at her. "You didn't?"
She squinted her eyes. I took that as a no.
"We're not sleeping together," She then stated again, which only made me grin even more. Who was she trying to convince more? Me or herself?
"Alright then," I replied, cocking my brow with a smirk. "Then you'll have no problem with me kissing you."
"Wha—"
I crashed my lips against hers and heard her yelp as I cupped the back of her head and groaned lowly against her mouth. She tasted sweeter than my imagination could imagine and her lips were surprisingly sexy. I felt all of her piercings against my lips as I parted my lips and managed to sneak my tongue out. Smurf was completely bamboozled, but her hands had grasped onto my shoulders as I more or less assaulted her.
God? Hey, man, it's your main man Caleb. I know you're always watching and all that, but I'm going to need you to look away for this one. I'm not gonna be a gentleman today. Please forgive me, but you did put this sexy girl in my path, so it's really all your fault. No, really. Okay, bye now, gotta focus before I come in my pants.
Finally, after what seemed like minutes, Smurf finally seemed to snap out of her daze. She pulled away abruptly, but I barely got a chance to react before I felt her shove me into the couch harshly and climb on top of me. The next moment, her hand was clutched around the bulge in my pants.
"Fuck!" I cursed out and groaned when she leaned in with dark eyes. She stared threateningly down at me. Oh, shit.
"If you ever," She snapped, gripping onto my throat with her other hand. I grunted lowly and felt my erection grow in her hand. "Ever fucking kiss a girl like that again without her permission, we will chop your fucking dick off, do you understand?"
"Yes," I groaned, but felt as my hands gripped onto her thighs. I was quite possibly about to get my dick broken, but I was inexplicably aroused to the point where I couldn't sit still. She was sitting on top of me and threatening me, and all I could goddamn think about was thrusting up inside her and—
"Will you do it again?" She snapped, causing my eyes to flip up to hers again when they had drifted down to the spot where her stockings disappeared under her skirt. "Will you?"
Fuck. I was going straight to hell. "Just once more."
And then I gripped her neck and pulled her lips down to mine.
She shrieked out, but didn't fight me when I pushed my tongue into her mouth and fucked her from the inside out. My hand fell to her ass and dragged her to my crotch where her hand was still gripping my bulge, but slowly started loosening up. When I felt her body tremble as I slid my tongue against her tongue piercing, I took my chance and brought my own hand down to where hers was. It slipped up under her skirt, right up to where her pantyhose met her underwear.
Her entire body jolted as I cupped her, and I grunted hard when she gripped my dick again, just as I found her clit. Her lips parted against mine, and a feeble sound broke from them; She was soaking wet.
But that wasn't all I felt.
I felt... a tiny metal stud.
God... give me some mercy here.
"Let me fuck you," I whispered against her lips. She panted back when I slowly rubbed her folds through her clothes. She wanted it, I could feel it. She was throbbing. "Let me fuck you, Zoe."
"Now you're asking for permission?" She breathed back, jerking when I pressed down on her clit. "Shit..."
"Not really," I confessed. My hand squeezed her ass, whatever little there was to squeeze anyway. Why did even that turn me on?
"Asshole," She whispered, but then let out a little cry when I made the choice to move this shit along; I gripped the fabric of her pantyhose and tore it apart. "Ah! What the hell—"
"Sorry, Smurf," I meshed my lips against hers when she was about to protest. "I'll get you new ones." But I would in fact, not.
"Asshole," She whispered again, but that was the moment my fingers rubbed her through her panty, before pushing her panty to the side and slipping one long finger deep inside her.
Smurf cried out loudly, but didn't tell me to stop as I jerked my finger in and out of her, feeling her clench me tightly. Instead she let her claws dig into my shoulders and left something to remember her by.
Other that the mindblowing fuck, of course.
"Fuck," She mewled against my neck when I dipped my finger deeper within her, going knuckle deep till I felt her piercing in the palm of my hand. "Caleb..."
"I'm right here." I slipped another finger inside of her and almost cursed at how tight she was. She let out a low cry and started riding my fingers, a whimper passing her locked lips.
She wasn't a.... was she? Nah, she couldn't be... wait, could she?
The wetness that covered my finger dribbled down my hand, going everywhere, told me either she was or it had been too long for her. Either way, she was so fucking ready for me.
And I was so fucking hard for her.
While still fucking her tight canal with one hand, loosening her up, I reached down and unbuttoned my pants with my other, letting go of a groan when the pressure relieved from my erection. Slowly, I then cupped myself and rubbed my length, before finally releasing it from my boxers and stroking myself.
"I don't have a condom," I ground out when her hand came down to mine and slid her thumb against my warm tip. Oh, fuck. Don't come just yet, Caleb.
"You also don't have an STD," She breathed against my lips and suddenly steering my cock to her entrance, lifting herself up as my hand automatically removed itself. "And if you do, believe me when I say I'll kill you."
"I don't," I promised, gripping tightly onto her ass and slapping it to make her jump. That's what she got for questioning me. I was a child of God here. She glared harshly at me, but those eyes didn't lie; She was at the point of not turning back, just like me. "Do you trust me?"
She stared down at me with her pussy pressed against the tip of my cock, throbbing against me painfully while she thought.
"No," She then breathed, just before lowering herself down on me.
Both of us let out a loud moan as her tight pussy stretched around me and gave way for my cock that pulsed heavily as her heat swallowed me. I actually gritted my teeth at her tightness and had to hold on to my fucking stitches when she was so tight, I could've blown right then.
She couldn't be a virgin. She just couldn't. A woman as fucking sexy and cool as her just couldn't be a virgin, but her tight canal had me thinking otherwise. Fuck, I wasn't even sure I was going to fit.
"Holy shit, Smurf," I groaned against her chest when she continued to slide down, finally sitting down on me, fucking pulsating all around me and trembling like a leaf. "You okay?"
"Fuck," She whispered, all tense and quivering. "Why... why... are you so... big?"
Aaaaand there went my ego, off to the sky.
My lips twitched up into a cocky smirk, and with a little tap on her ass, I let my mouth lean in to her ear; "Because God knew I was gonna meet you."
Her breath came out weird, and I couldn't tell whether that was meant to be a laugh or just some sort of gibberish sound. Either way, I suddenly felt her move, grinding her hips into mine. That instantly wiped the smirk off my lips.
"Fuck," I grunted and almost broke my teeth when she started gliding up and down my shaft, coating me in her wetness. I leaned my head back on the couch and breathed hard until I thought I was going to cum. Not yet. Not fucking yet, don't you dare.
Grabbing her hips, I made her gasp when I angled myself inside her and pushed her slightly backwards. She quickly caught onto the sofa table behind us and widened her eyes when I leaned back and held onto her hips.
– The next moment, I was thrusting roughly up inside her.
"Oh, fuck!" Smurf cried out and tilted her head back as I thrust from beneath and made her bounce on my lap while clinging onto the sofa table behind her. Her tiny tits bounced beneath her top, and I was tempted to rip it off just to see them bounce for me in the wide open, but this one was going to be a fast one. I could already feel her squeezing me to death as I quickened my pace and heard how wet the sound of her pussy became as I pounded her insides. God, she was fucking dripping. "Caleb!"
Her little naughty piercing glinted at me, and unable to resist, I released one of her hips to rub my thumb against her throbbing clit. She cried out at the assault and instantly went rigid.
"Fuck!"
She screamed out and threw a hand over her mouth as she came apart, trembling around me. I kept pounding up inside her, panting myself as she finally tipped over forward and fell against me. I gripped tightly onto her ass and kept lifting her on and off my dick. "That's it, Smurf. God, you look so fucking beautiful."
"Fuck, fuck-fuck," She cried and whimpered in my ear as I groaned at the sensation of her pussy rippling around my cock. She was squeezing me so tightly... so fucking tightly...
"I'm gonna come," I grunted, my fingers digging painfully into her ass. Her pussy clenched at my words. "Smurf. Where do you want me?"
"Fuck," She arched her back and pressed her lips to mine. "Inside."
Inside? So she was a full-on kinky girl?
Marry her. Just marry her, you idiot.
I groaned out, but then felt as my hips took over and thrust up, sliding myself deep inside her. I slapped her ass hard and made her cry out, calling out my name.
And that was the final push for me.
I released with a hard breath and let myself fall back against the couch, feeling Smurf rub me with her pussy, clenching her inner muscles around me as I poured inside her. She shivered quietly, but mostly like me she just panted to catch her breath.
I couldn't stop fucking coming. It kept rolling over me in waves, and as Smurf twitched her abused pussy around me, I felt just how much she had fucked me up as well.
"Holy shit," She whispered breathlessly against my neck. I panted something nonsense back, which was all I was capable of, tapping her ass to agree.
Yeah. My words exactly, Smurf.
Holy shit.
• • •
And that's how Caleb and Zoe christened Mia's couch.