"Sonny." He threw the hoodie to the floor immediately putting his perfect lips back on mine as he pushed me back into the mattress. "I'm sorry."
"Stop it Pops." No. I needed him to know how sorry I was. I messed up. I messed up big time in running. I don't know why I even left. Of course, I fucking love him. I'm not that blind. Teeth pulled against my collar bone. "I don't care. You're here now and I'm not letting you leave again." I'm not leaving. I'm not going. I swear. I could cry right now. Just from the overwhelm of everything. Conrad and Sonny just being there. Exactly where I needed him at exactly the right time. He didn't say a word. Didn't interrupt. Just made sure I wasn't getting any wetter and waited.
My heart pounded in my chest and I clenched my eyes tight. Feeling his lips press into my neck as he hand delivered me to the white pearly gates and all I could think about was needing to show him I was sorry and how much I regretted leaving and hurting him. I grabbed at his shoulders, making him stop. He looked at me, and I had to remind myself not to get lost in that forest right now. I pushed on one side, flipping him onto his back.
"I don't-"
"Just. Sonny. Please." I locked my eyes on his, tracing my hand slowly down his perfectly formed abs. Abs I'd laid in bed dreaming about. I could see him fighting against his usual urge to take control. I needed this. "Lift your hips please." His breathing deepened as I pulled his pants off, throwing them down to settle with his hoodie.
Gentle, barely putting any weight behind my hand, I palmed him slowly. My eyes locking on his as he tried to work out how I'd gained all of the control.
"I know you don't want me to Sonny but I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have gone. I should have stayed."
"Pops-" I tightened my grip a little, forcing him to be quiet as he held back a moan. I readjusted so I was between his legs, not saying another word as I took him in my mouth, all the way down until he sucked in a sharp breath. "Fuck baby." I brought my eyes up to meet his, bobbing my head up and down over his length, slowly, watching his every reaction, taking in his breaths, feeling each throb for me. His head collapsed back into the pillows behind him for just second before sitting back up and reaching form my hair and pulling it back off my face. "God, you look so good with my cock in your mouth." I went a little deeper smirking as her grumbled at me. "Fuck okay come on." No. I shook my head. "Callie-" He pulled my head back, wrapping my hair around one hand and me throat in the other, pulling me up onto my knees. "I love the fact you wanted to give me that babe, but I love giving you what you deserve more. Okay? You want to prove to me your sorry?" I nodded. "Then get on your back and let me watch you come on my dick." Yes sir. Fucking hell.
I laid back, watching as he rolled the condom on and came back between my thighs.
"I know you're sorry Pops. I know you're not going away again. Okay? I know you love me and I know you know that now."
"I do." He pushed into me slowly, the ache in me growing tenfold as his chest pressed against mine. "I love you." A heavy breath. A hot kiss on my forehead.
"I know. And I love you. But you need to stop apologizing Pops. I let you make up for it yeah? Clean slate now. We're both good." I nodded quickly. Clean slate. We're good. "Okay, now I'm done talking about this because you feel so fucking good I'm really struggling to focus on anything else. The only thing I want to come out of your mouth is who's girl you are." I smiled, big and bright, vanishing as he pulled back and thrusted his hips back against me. "And who's girl are you?"
"Sonny's." He did it again, pace quickening. His skin slapping against mine until tears were falling down my temples and dripping into my ears. Sweat beads forming on his forehead. "Sonny." My fingernails dung into his back, making sure to leave my own mark on him. As much as I was his, he was mine. With each claw, his breathing got heavier, the kisses got sloppier, his thrusts got harder and I was determined to draw blood right now. To scar me across his back forever.
"Fuck, you're so wet Callie."
"I know, it was raining." He chuckled, forehead on my shoulder as he shook it slowly. I laughed, laying my head back a little further into the pillows. He lifted up, changing his position so he was on his knees, pressing down on my thighs.
"You're so fucking cheeky, it's getting you in trouble."
"I was in trouble before I'd even known you 24 hours Emerson. Now doesn't make any dif- FUCK," He smirked, hitting me from a whole other angle, now landing straight on my G spot. "Holy- Jesus."
"It's not Jesus you belong to Callie. The louder you scream my name, the harder I'll go. I want everyone in this building to know you're mine. Because you are mine." He thrusted again.
"SONNY." A smirk and his pace quickened, the world already slowing down. The bedframe creaking under us so quickly I was convinced it was going to snap and we'd be on the floor within seconds. Pure ecstasy was pumping through veins, the high getting my intense as he thumbed my clit, rubbing in circles and brining me right to the precipice. "SONNY!" Over and over again I screamed his name, like his number 1 fan, spurring him on to bring it home.
A deep grunt held his voice hostage, everything too blurry to even see what was happening as my vision blacked out. Eyes rolling back into my head, stumbling into my orgasm without any warning. My entire body rupturing and melting into pools of holy water, laying bare at the gates of heaven.
The warmth Sonny was filling me with, slowly vanished, a low chuckle as the sheets were pulled over me and I was rolled into his arms. A hot, breathy kiss placed on lips I couldn't feel. Like my brain was just full of static electricity and nothing was getting through.
We laid like that for what felt like forever. A comfortable silence filled with racing heartbeats and heavy breathing.
"Don't move." He whispered, pulling his arm out from under me and disappearing. I could barely see 5 feet in front of me so I don't have a clue where he left to be, but he wasn't here. I know he wasn't far away; it wasn't a huge apartment. Maybe a minute later, the bed dipped below me, hand under my neck he gently pulled me up, pressing a cold glass to my lips and helping me to drink the water he'd brought in. I took it from him, rolling my eyes.
"I can use my hands." He sat back down beside me, laying my phone on my lap and checking his own. "Who are you texting?"
"Hannah."
"My Hannah?"
"Yep. I text her when I saw you. She said I was stalking you."
"I mean, I also feel like you were stalking me."
"Carefully baby, that sounded like attitude to me and you said you were behaving tonight." He smiled, not taking his eyes off his phone.
"Who are you texting now?"
"God you're nosey tonight." He chuckled, leaning over, and taking the glass off me, pulling us both back into the bed, holding me into his chest as he text, phone above our heads. "If you need to know who I'm texting Pops, right now, you're dad."
"My dad?" He nodded and I looked up.
"Well, I know for a fact your mum will call him kicking off that you're there and when he answers and says you're not there, your parents will send out a man hunt." I exhaled, laying my leg over his hips.
"They're so dramatic."
"They love you."
"I love you, don't see me sending out a manhunt when you disappear."
"Yeah because you haven't disappeared. Only reason I didn't send one out is because you were replying to everyone else but me so I knew you were okay. Don't apologise."
"But-"
"New topic. Did you get into uni?" I shifted.
"I don't know."
"What do you mean-"
"I haven't opened the emails." He almost dropped the phone.
"Pops-" Sonny turned onto his side, looking at me head on. "Babe, classes would be starting like next week. In 2 days."
"I know."
"You need to open them baby." I know I did. I just really didn't want to think about it. "Nervous?"
"Yeah."
"Okay. Let's do it together then." He grabbed for my phone. "You're gonna have so much fun when you get in."

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