Chapter 9

Arizona's P.O.V:

Stepping out into the cold winter night, the snow had finally started the fall. It felt like the temperature had dropped a couple degrees while we were inside the bar. My body was shaking from the cold as we walked along the streets of Seattle. The way Callie was pulling her coat tight around her body, I couldn't tell if she was cold, or she was too nervous to start a conversation.

"I hope this is okay," she finally says.

"Hope what is, okay?" I questioned.

"Us leaving together tonight. I just wanted some quiet and get to know you better is all,"

"Oh, no it's perfectly okay," I say to her, "I was ready to leave anyway,"

"Okay, good. So…tell me a little bit about yourself. I want to know everything,"

"Well, I'm 18, originally from Baltimore. I'm a freshman in college..."

"Wait, hold on," she says, stopping us both, "You're only 18?"

"Yeah," I say to her, "Is that an issue?"

"Yes, I mean no. No, it's not an issue. I just thought that with you being in a bar, you would be at least 21,"

"No, I'm not 21. Not yet. I just turned 18,"

"Wow, Okay," she says, sounding a little surprised, "That's perfect. I just served alcohol to a minor," With the way she said that I couldn't tell if she was angry or not. I mean, she could've gotten in trouble giving me alcohol if we had gotten busted.

"How old did you think I was?" I ask her.

"At least 21," she says with a chuckle, "but it's fine. Really. So, what else is there to know about you?"

"Well as I said, I'm from Baltimore and I'm a freshman in college," I finish telling her.

"Oh, for what?"

"Music actually. I want to be a music producer. I want to be able to make all artist dreams come true, you know,"

"Yeah, I do," she smiles, "Hey, I think that's amazing. So, what do your parents do?"

"Nothing, actually," I say sadly. Callie's face fell from a smile to a frown. I don't really talk about my parents to too many people, but Callie really seems different.

"Oh, I thought you said your Dad moved you guys here because of his wo.."

"He did. But that was before him and my mom died in a car accident 6 months ago,"

"I'm so sorry," she says sincerely, "must be hard to lose both parents so young,"

"Yeah, it is," I quietly say, "but it's fine, I'm dealing with it," It was silent for the remainder of the walk. We continue to walk for a few minutes, then stop in front of a brick building.

"Is this where you live?" I ask her.

"Yeah. Want to come up for a bit? Maybe have another drink with me?"

"Are you sure about that?"

"Why wouldn't I be sure?" she asks.

"Well because I'm not 21. And you'd be giving another drink to someone under 21,"

"Well, this would be our little secret. How's that?"

"I can live with that," I say smiling. She grabs my hand, and we walk into her apartment building. As make our way through the lobby, the butterflies in my stomach started to go crazy. Unless that was just the alcohol I had at the bar. But either way, my stomach was in knots. As we entered the carriage, I watched her tap the number 5, then watched the doors shut.

"Do you live alone?" I ask her, trying to break the awkward silence during the elevator ride.

"I do now. My roommate Cristina just moved out,"

"Got tired of living with you huh?" I joke. She just laughs and shakes her head.

"I guess you can say that. But no, she went off to med school,"

"Oh, how nice,"

"It is really. She was a pig and she always made me do all the cooking and the cleaning," The elevator stops on the fifth floor and the doors open. She let me walk out first, then led me around the corner to her apartment. She pulls her keys out as we stop in front of apartment 502. When she finally opens the door, she places her hand at the small of my back and ushers me inside. "This is it,"

"This is amazing, Callie," I say to her, looking around.

"Yeah, not too shabby, I guess," comes her reply. "Would you like a drink?"

"Yeah, sure,"

"Coming right up," she says, walking toward the kitchen. I continue to look around. I could hear her fumbling around through the cabinets.

"So, I have tequila, jack and some coke for us to drink if that's okay," she says, joining me in the living room.

"Of course," I say. She pours us our drinks, then takes a seat on the couch. She reaches her hand out for me to take. I take her hand and she brings me down on the couch into the space next to her. I turn myself to where I'm sitting sideways, facing her. "So, it's your turn," I tell her, taking a sip of my drink.

"My turn what?" she asks, arching a brow.

"Your turn to tell me about yourself,"

"What do you want to know?" she questions.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Miami. Then moved to California for college. I graduated from UCLA, then moved here to Seattle afterwards and started my own business,"

"Impressive," I say with a smile. She just gives me a big smile.

"So, since it's nearly midnight, what do you say we take a shot for the New Year,"

"Wow, nice subject change," I tease, "There's nothing else I should know about?"

"I'll tell you more after we take our shot," she says with a wink. She leans towards and picks up the bottle of tequila off the coffee table and pours two shots then hands one to me.

"Here's to the New Year," she says, raising her glass.

"To the New Year," we clink glasses, then down our shots. That went down a little too smoothly, so I know I'm going to be super drunk soon.

A half hour has passed, and we both seem to be pretty lit already. I guess that's what happens when you consume two shots and chase it with another drink filled with hard liquor. By that time, I was really starting to feel the effects of the alcohol.

"Wwheeerreee'sss your bathroom?" I ask her, my words coming out a little slur.

"It's actually in my bedroom. I'll show you," she gets up from her place on the couch and leads me to the bedroom and into the bathroom. "Here you are," she says, flicking on the lights.

"Thankssss you," I say to her, "I'll be right out,"

"Take your time," she says, then leaves the room for me to do my business. I stare into the mirror, wondering what I was getting myself into. Being alone in a strange apartment with the most beautiful woman was not what I actually had in mind. I turn on the faucet and run cold water over my face to clear the fog that was taking over my mind.

After I finish, I washed my hands then joined Callie in the living room.

"Would you like another shot?" She asks, as I sit down next to her again. I just give her a nod. I knew that if I tried to answer, my words were going to come out all slurred again. She pours two more shots for us.

"So, I have a c-confession to make," she says after we down our shots again. Her words were starting to slur as well

"Oh…I love s-s-secrets," I squeal, "Whats-s-s is it?"

"I was born differently," she starts. I look at her confused.

"What do you mean? Were all born different,"

"I knows…but..I…uh..I have a…,"

"C-Callie, you can tell me," I say to her, "Whatever it is, it won't change anything,"

"God…I..um..I-I have..I have a penis," she finally gets out.

"You have a what?" I ask, wanting her to repeat what she just said.

"I have a penis, Arizona," Wow I didn't expect that!

"An actual penis? Like the manssss part?" I slur out.

"Yes. I have a male part. An actual working males' part,"

"Oh, okay, and you think by telling me, you think thatsss supposed to scare me away?"

"No. I mean, I was hoping it wouldn't because I really like you and I just wanted you to know,"

"Well, I appreciate yyyoouu telling me," I say, giving her a smile. She looks down at her glass, then uses her finger to draw circles around the edge. I could tell she was thinking hard about something. "You, okay? What are you thinking about?"

"I was um..I was wondering if it would be too forward if I kissed you?" I say, voice coming out as a whisper. I couldn't help but smile as she slid closer then leans in towards me. I follow her lead and lean in as well. In a split second, our lips brush each other before finally connecting them. Her lips are soft, and taste like tequila. I'm the first to break from our lip lock. I pull back and smile.

"How about another?" she asks.

"Another kiss?"

"Another drink,"

"I think I'm good on that drink, but I wouldn't mind another kiss," I say with a giggle.

"That can be arranged," she says with a chuckle. She leans in once more and connects her lips with mine. This is not enough; I need more contact. I break our lip lock once more and lean over to set my drink on the table.

"You okay," she asks, sounding a little out of breath.

"Yeah," comes my reply, then slide closer and connect our lips once more. I wrap my arms around her and try to pull her closer. Instead, she pulls me on top of her, where I'm straddling her lap, never breaking our connection. I bring my right hand up and tangle it in her locks, pulling her hard against my lips. She runs her tongue across my bottom lip, and I immediately open my mouth to allow her entry. Her hands have been on my hips, but then brings one up to cup my face and the other snakes around and ends up on the small of my back, pulling me in closer. Callie's right hand leaves the small of my back and instantly moves to my ass, she gives it a squeeze and lets out a moan, which I hungrily swallow. When we pull apart, we are both out of breath.

"Wow," she pants out, "that was…"

"Yeah," I whisper to her, then reconnecting our lips. Within a second, her mouth moves from mine, and connects to my pulse point. I lean my head back to give her more access. She pushes my jacket off, then moves her hands to the hem of my shirt. Pulling herself from my neck, I raise my arms, giving her permission to remove it. She throws the article on the floor and places small kisses down my bare chest. I pull her head closer to my chest as I grind down hard and fast.

"Want to take this to the other room?" I give her a slight nod and just like that, she stands up, with me straddling her. I wrap my arms and legs around her as she carries me to the bedroom.

Callie's P.O.V:

I need her! l need her like now! I've never needed anyone like this before. As I carry her into my room, I'm rock hard. Our little make out session out there on the couch and then her grinding down on me the way she did, has made me hard. Like painfully hard. I close the door behind me and lay her down on my bed. I stalk up from the end of the bed and hover over her. I connect our lips once more in a hard passionate kiss and snake my hand down, rubbing her jean covered center. She fumbles with the belt that around my waist, as I began to unbutton her jeans with one hand. Giggles fill the room as I quickly strip her of her jeans and panties at the same time and toss them to the side. Sitting up, she reaches for the buttons of my jeans. I quickly get rid of my shirt and sports bra then watch as she grabs the waistband of both my jeans and boxers, and I watch as she guides them down my legs.

"Slide back for me," She does what I ask of her, her eyes glued to my penis. She slides up with her head resting on my pillow. I rake my eyes up and down, taking her all in. Every inch of her. Her slit glistens in excitement. My hands began to caress her, starting down at her calves and I run them upward, as they reach her hips, laying soft kisses after them. I move myself to where I'm hovering over her, bringing our lips together in another passionate kiss. Licking her bottom lip, she opens her mouth allowing my tongue to explore her. The moan that falls from her mouth is so sexy, its like a vibration that runs throughout my body, and I can't help but love it. Breaking out of our lip lock, she pulls me down on top of her causing me to run against her dripping center. She spreads her legs for me to position myself between them "Are you sure?" I ask one last time.

"God, just shut up and do it already," she demands. I do what I'm told, adjusting my position once more to slide into her. Looking into those midnight blue eyes, I push into her for the first time, and I must keep myself from Cumming to soon.

"Oh fuck," she cries out. She closes her eyes and tries to adjust to me filling her.

"You, okay? Want me to stop?" I ask, not wanting to hurt her. She shakes her head in the negative, so I continue. I add a little pressure as I slowly move my hips.

"Fuck, Callie, you're so big," she begins to move her hops with mine, so I know I can go faster. Thrusting deeper into her, she bites down on my shoulder, trying to stifle the moan that wants to escape her mouth. I snake my hand between us and use my thumb and start circling her clit. "Fuck, yes, harder,"

"Like this," I ask. I remove my thumb and thrusting deeper and harder. Her breathing becomes fast pants mixed with moans, so I know she's getting close. I pick up speed bringing both of us close to the edge.

"Yessss..I'm cumming. I'm going to cum. She brings her left leg up to my side, opening herself more and I thrust into her as deep as I can.

Our heavy breathing and our bodies meeting fill the room. Her eyes close, and mouth drops open as her body goes limp and her walls began to pulsate pulling me in deeper.

"Fuck, Arizona, I'm cumming…" her center grips me so tight, it pulls me over the edge with her. Dropping my head into her neck as I empty into her. She grabs my ass, trying to pull me closer and pushing me deeper inside of her. As I involuntary thrust into her, she falls into another round of convulsions.

I kiss her gently and look at her very flushed face.

"You okay?" I ask her, pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she answers. She does what she can to catch her breath. She moans as I slowly pull out of her and lay on my side next her.

Three hours and several multiple orgasms later, I flop down next to Arizona once more and wrap my arms around her. She lays her head on my chests and soft snores begin to fill the room, which tells me she's passed out. So, I pull the comforter over both of us and fall into a deep slumber.

*Still not too great with the sex scenes, but I'm trying. Haha. So, Arizona finally lost her virginity. How do you think she will react the next morning? So far, that was my longest chapter. Hope you enjoy it.