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fingers inside her. She comes apart, and I’m about to burst. Shooting to my
feet, I free my erection; quickly wrap it before turning her around and
replacing my fingers in her cunt with my dick.
    Grabbing her hips, I close my eyes, and
imagine I’m inside Callie. I’m feeling Callie’s wet heat surrounding me. It’s
Callie whose cunt is fluttering with spasms up and down my cock. Callie who has
my dick hard as rock, seconds from exploding into orgasm.
    Clamping my jaw shut, I start to move in
and out of her soaked channel the way I did back in Alabama. She’d been a
tighter fit then, because Donovan had been in her ass, but she’d wanted me in
her cunt, holding her against me. She never moved her eyes from mine. The whole
time it was all about us despite the fact that Donovan was there. Even when I
raised my head and sucked her rosy nipples into my mouth, our eyes never left
the others.
    She’d shaken apart, squeezing my cock so
fucking hard my orgasm had shot out of me, before I could even think, without
warning.
    Feeling the tingle at the base of my spine
working its way through to my balls, I release into the condom –
groaning. “Callie,” I whisper into her neck and feel her freeze.
    “What…did you call me?”
    My eyes snap open and everything comes rushing
back, ready to run me over.
    “No...”
    The sound is a strangled whisper, but it
feels like a scream to me. I whip my head around and fuck me ! Of all the people to catch me inside another woman it has
to be Callie. I meet her eyes, and watch them fill with tears. She covers her
mouth with her hand before yanking the door open, and disappearing back inside.
    I withdraw my shriveled cock from inside
the woman I’ve just used. Yanking up my jeans, I fall to my knees and lose the
entire contents of my stomach. The girl I’m so fucking screwed up over has just
caught me fucking an unnamed chick. I finally finish retching my guts up and
use the dumpster in front of me to help hall my ass up from the ground.
    Finding my feet, I throw the condom into
the dumpster, tuck my junk away before facing the girl I’ve just used. The pain
in my gut is telling me to go after Callie, but my heads telling me to stop
being a dick and apologize to the girl in front of me. The one standing there,
her skirt still crumpled around her waist, with a hurt look on her face;
holding back tears. Calling out someone else’s name as you climax is a fucking
shit thing to do. I’ve never done it before. Then again, I’ve never been
screwed up over someone else before, either.
    Rubbing my head, I finally meet her eyes.
“I’m really sorry.” I start to walk toward the door, but turn back at the last
minute, and say, “C’mon, back inside. Let me buy you a drink.”
    She takes a minute to decide before placing
a smile back on her face. She takes a deep breath, yanks her skirt down and
walks toward me as though nothing has happened.
    “A drink would be good.” She stands back
while I open the door for her. “She’s the one from before, isn’t she? The one
whose name you called out. Why aren’t you with her? Then again, never mind. You
probably screwed it up.”
    Shaking her head, she leaves me and wobbles
into Simon, the club’s manager who shows some interest by taking her arm and
leading her out to the front of the club.
    Now to find Callie and explain… Explain
what though? That I fucked the girl thinking it was her? Somehow, I don’t think
that will go down too well with how upset she looked. Did she hear me moaning?
Did she hear me call her name?
    Moving one foot in front of the other, even
though they feel like I’m lifting lead, I walk further into the club, trying to
find her, which is like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

Chapter 7
    Callie
    Unable to get the image of Reece inside the
skank out of my mind, the tears flow as I try to find the restrooms so everyone
will stop staring at me. At least, I think they’re staring from what I can see
through my