Zane Cyrus is a moody boxer from England. He hates small talk, fake politeness, happiness and most of all he hates it when people can't mind their own business.
Calista-Mae is the epitome of sweet. She cares deeply for those around her and will go...
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ZANE
I DON'T think I thought this through.
I am tourturing myself.
Callie is sat in my apartment in a tiny dress looking as fuckable as ever and I can't do shit, because everyone else is here.
I have a plan though, kick everyone out at the end of the night and take her to my bedroom.
I just have to wait until then.
I haven't had sex in ages, I rarely have sex because I don't enjoy talking to people, especially strangers so abstaining isn't hard for me usually but for some reason she turns me into a horny fucking teenager.
Callie leans down to place her drink on the floor, giving me a direct view of her cleavage from the my spot across the room and I chew the inside of my cheek.
When she comes back up she winks at me and it's then I realise that she's teasing me.
"Watch it." I mouth at her and she shrugs innocently, acting as if I won't take her to the bathroom and fuck the attitude out of her this second.
Running my hands down my face I silently curse, why have I done this to myself?
Everyone's been here a while at this point, we've eaten, drank more and talked through various topics and I find myself counting down the seconds until they all decide to leave.
I watch as Mikey yawns and as the girls share a look.
Fucking finally.
Callie whispers something to Kelsey who looks very happy and before I know it I'm ushering everyone out of the door.
"Thanks for coming." I say as I close the door.
When I turn around Callie is gone, so I walk to the kitchen only to find her sat on my countertop, sipping a glass of wine.
I smile at her. "Long time no see."
Callie's plump lips wrap around the edge of the glass as she finishes it, humming in agreement with me and my mind instantly goes to seeing those plump lips wrapped around something else.
My fingers itch to touch her so I walk to stand between her legs, resting my hands on her thighs. I dip my thumbs between them and spread her legs apart for me, making her jaw fall slack. Her pretty green eyes watch me intently and my right hand somehow find it's way to her throat. Her breath hitches and I smile to myself. I love seeing the effect I have on her.
"You've gone so quiet." I murmer and her eyes narrow.
I hook my fingers beneath her chin, lifting her head to look directly at me and graze my lips against her's teasingly. Apparently Callie doesn't like this as she grips my loose tie and pulls me in closer, crashing her lips onto mine.
