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(--purely smut based chapter written by LostPiper --)

BRANDON -- HUGOTON, KANSAS

He was kissing her. His hands were on her thighs, her lower back, her entire being. Brandon was kissing her. Her lips, her neck, her. This was everything he has ever wanted for years-- and he has it.

CALLIE

Once she'd discarded his shirt to their feet and the Kansas heat radiating in from the windows with the help of the lack of air conditioning hit his bare chest, he completely fell into her, taking her lips into another searing kiss and placing his hands on her hips, pulling her closer. She giggled into the kiss and brought her hands up to his shoulders, sliding them up to cup his cheeks and running her fingers through his thick, dark brown hair.

Soon her lips moved upwards and he had an amazing smile to kiss and her millions of giggles to swallow and the strawberry taste of her mouth to enjoy. He hummed in delight and grabbed one of her hands, lacing their fingers together. Her skin was so soft against his and their hands melted perfectly into each other, he forgot how good it felt to fit with someone again; like pieces of a puzzle that'd gotten lost for too long.

Before they knew it they were on the bed, Callie collapsed atop of Brandon, her hands now frantic over his body; pulling at his hair gently, her fingers tracing his jawline as she kissed along it, racing down his neck and chest, yanking on his jeans. . . It was like she couldn't get enough. And it was true. She didn't know where to go first and last so she explored every inch of him all at once, and honestly it felt amazing to Brandon, so he returned the favour.

She wasn't expecting it, but as soon as his hand landed underneath her shirt and continued to carry itself upwards she was more than happy to go along with his plans. She pulled on his neck and flipped them over, allowing Brandon better access to every spot he was most interested in. He decided to add in his mouth as well, separating their lips so his could travel down to her neck and suck. Callie gasped, her gripped tightening on him as one of his hands teasingly moved up and down from her belly button to the edge of her bra.

"Just touch me already," she rasped.

BRANDON

Brandon didn't hesitate as she lifted herself onto her elbows and pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it somewhere near the door. He took the opportunity to reach behind her and unclasp her bra. She grinned as it loosened on her chest. She leaned forward, allowing the straps to fall down to the creases of her arm before she shook it off the rest of the way and ridded of that as well, leaving her entire chest exposed to Brandon.

She's just as beautiful as he remembered her to be.

But this time he had more of a chance to stare, he didn't have to be quick about anything and they certainly didn't have to be quiet, (No one else was really staying in the hotel, at least it didn't seem like it from the mostly empty parking lot.) so he was patient with kissing at her neck again and letting his hands gradually move up her torso to her breasts.

He was careful with squeezing, but once he did her soft moan was enough to tell him to keep going.

During the time he was squeezing and kissing, Callie had taken off his belt and slid his jeans down to his knees with her feet. He chuckled at the realization, kicking them off the rest of the way. He heard her sigh in relief beneath her breath and he pecked a kiss to her forehead before moving back down to her chest to leave soft kisses on her collarbones and above her breasts, his hands simultaneously working on taking off her panties. She bit her lip when his soft fingertips ghosted over her hipbone as he slipped the white fabric down her thighs and passed her knees and her ankles. She didn't know where they landed and she didn't care either, only focused on finally taking off his boxers so they could get to business.

But when she reached down to do the same to him she noticed they had already been taken off. She looked up to his smug face as he shrugged.

"I think ahead," he said while beginning to kiss her again and murmuring a quick 'do I need a condom?' before she shook her head and replied with 'I'm on the pill'. Not waiting any longer, he pulled out of their kiss and let their eyes cross paths and lock as he positioned himself at her entrance, staring at her lovingly, like he always has, before pushing himself inside.

CALLIE

She hummed immediately in concentration. He groaned underneath his breath, slowly starting to move after a while of waiting for her to adjust. And when he thrusted for the first time, God, Callie couldn't even remember her fucking last name.

The last name that prevented them from doing this for months.

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