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 A Good Place to Leave Your Heart, Part 2

   by Little Ellie

   (Mg, rom, slow)

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   "Caleb!"

   I turned and smiled at the source of the familiar voice.  A small blonde
blur was running toward me.  I quickly scooped her up and twirled her
around as she laughed.  When I got her nice and dizzy, I held her in my
arms and kissed her on the cheek.

   "How are you today, Annalise?" I asked.

   "I'm good," she replied.  "I just got out of school!"

   "Me too!  Let's celebrate!"

   Julie approached at a brisk walk.  "Celebrate?  What are we
celebrating?"

   "Being done with school!" exclaimed Annalise.

   Her mom laughed.  "Okay, you two.  We'll celebrate.  How about you go
over to Caleb's apartment and watch TV while I take a nap?"

   I chuckled, but Annalise thought it was a great idea.

   "Yay!  Let's do it!"

   "Sorry, Caleb, I just dumped her on you.  You're kind of stuck with her
now."

   "Not a problem, Julie." I glanced at Annalise.  "Besides, I get to spend
time with my favorite 8 year-old in the world."

   I leaned over again and kissed her face repeatedly, causing the little
girl to collapse into giggles.

   "So how are your classes going?" Julie asked me as we continued down the
street, a cold breeze blowing in our faces.  It was only late October and
it already felt cold enough to snow.  I did not appreciate this weather.

   "Pretty good," I said.  "Midterms are done now, so I can finally
breathe. No more 3am nights at the library."

   "That's good.  I remember those days so well.  I don't miss them at
all."

   "I don't blame you.  It's those nights that make me wonder why on earth
I'm spending a fortune to go this school only to run myself ragged trying
to keep up."

   "Don't worry too much about it.  You seem smart.  I'm sure you did
fine."

   "Now all I want to do is sit in my apartment, cuddle with my favorite
girl-" I tickled Annalise's side and kissed her head as she laughed.  "-and
watch a movie or something.  Just relax."

   "I'm not sure hanging out with an 8 year-old is going to be relaxing."

   "She's usually pretty calm when we watch movies."

   "Really?  Huh.  I guess you have the magic touch.  It really shouldn't
surprise me, really.  She spends three days a week at your apartment.  I'm
surprised you two haven't gotten married yet."

   I laughed, but my stomach flipped.  I wish I could marry that wonderful
child.

   "Yeah, I'd better get working on that or else she'll leave me."

   We entered the building and I set Annalise down.  She promptly scampered
up the stairs, leaving Julie and I to check our mail.  Julie turned to me
and leaned against the mailboxes.

   "I doubt it." She lowered her voice and checked to see if Annalise was
within earshot.  "She constantly talks about you.  I swear she's got the
world's biggest crush on you."

   I blushed.  "I'm glad that she adores me like I adore her.  I just hope
you don't mind us spending so much time together."

   "You know, it was a little weird at first, but you two have a
connection. It's not too often two people have something like the two of
you have, regardless of their age.  I think, when you've got something like
that, you shouldn't waste it."

   "I appreciate that.  I really love spending time with her."

   There was a brief pause as we trudged up the stairs together, Julie
following close behind me.  Suddenly, I heard her inhale sharply and begin
to speak.

   "You know, Caleb, I keep meaning to talk to you about-"

   "Caleb!  Hurry up!  I thought you worked out!" Annalise shouted.

   I paused and dropped my head, laughing.  "Annalise, chill out.  I'm
talking to your mother!"

   Julie smiled at me and said, "It's fine.  We'll talk later.  Go open up
your apartment before she throws a hissy fit."

   I clamored up the stairs two at a time, arriving at my front door
quickly.

   "Finally!" Annalise said, dropping her arms in that really cute
exasperated way.

   I unlocked the door and tickled her sides.  "Hey, I was having a
conversation with your mom.  Take a deep breath, missy."

   The little girl scurried into my apartment and sat down on the bed as I
took off my coat and closed the door.  We'd settled into a bit of a routine
in the past few months.  She would sit down on my bed.  I'd pick out a
movie.  We'd sit and cuddle together and watch the movie for as long as we
felt interested.  Sometimes we'd only get a half hour in and then we'd
start watching YouTube videos instead.  Sometimes we'd play card games. 
Whatever Annalise felt like doing, we did.  I was more than happy to do
anything with that child.

   In the past few months, I'd only confirmed even further what I
suspected: I was in love with Annalise.  Everything about her was so
perfect.  She wasn't perfect, by any means, but she was perfect to me.  I
loved all of her flaws.  Like the way she had absolutely no patience for
homework.  She'd scrunch up her brow and bite her lip and it was just too
adorable!

   She was the perfect girl.  And, for a couple of hours, she was mine.

   I couldn't find anything I thought she would like on my bookshelf so I
climbed up onto the bed next to her, grabbed my computer, wrapped an arm
around her, and pulled up Netflix.

   "Your choice," I said.  "What are you in the mood for?"

   I started scrolling through the choices when Annalise cried, "Stop! 
That one!"

   She pointed to Cinderella.  Not my first choice, but, like I said, I got
to snuggle with my dream girl for two hours.  I'd watch just about anything
if it meant spending time with her.

   Annalise was actually fairly content for most of the movie.  When it
came time for Prince Charming and Cinderella to dance, she sighed loudly.

   "What?" I asked, looking down at her.

   Eyes fixed on the screen, she replied, "It's nothing."

   I tried not pushing it, but she rested her head on my shoulder and
sighed again.  I took the computer off of my lap and place it to the side.
Meanwhile, I grabbed Annalise's hand and pulled her up to her knees so she
straddled my lap and faced me.

   "Come on, Annalise," I said.  "This is me you're talking to.  You know I
love you more than anything.  You can tell me whatever's bothering you."

   She looked away from me, disappointment clear on her face.  "No.  You'll
just laugh at me."

   "Annalise, I'd like to think we're friends.  We're friends, aren't we?"

   She slowly met my gaze and nodded.

   "Well, friends don't laugh at friends," I told her.  "So what is it?"

   "I...I really wish I had a Prince Charming like Cinderella."

   My heart sped up.  I had to handle this situation carefully.  If I said
the wrong thing, she could get insulted or she could think she couldn't
trust me or she could think I'm not interested in her, which I was.  Oh,
for the love of God, I was.

   I put a finger under her chin and lifted her gaze, which had fallen
again, back to meet my eyes.  I let our eyes linger for a second as I put
my hands on her sides, right above her waist.

   "I understand why you'd want a Prince Charming," I said.  "He's charming
and nice and handsome.  Maybe your Prince Charming just hasn't come along
yet." Adrenaline was pumping through my veins as I thought of what to say
next.  "Or maybe he has.  Do you think you've met your Prince Charming?"

   She nodded and looped her arms around my neck.  "Uh huh."

   "Well then why don't you tell him?  You never know what could happen. 
He may feel the same." I brushed a strand of hair out of her face.  "Maybe
you're his Cinderella."

   Without another word, Annalise leaned in and kissed me full on the lips.
I took one of my hands from her sides and caressed her cheek as I
responded, moving my lips against hers.  It was a chaste, close-mouthed
kiss, but it was as arousing as any kiss I'd ever had.  I heard her sigh
contentedly as she opened her mouth slightly, clearly trying out some
things she'd seen in movies.

   Deciding not to push it, I imitated whatever she did.  Her warm soft
lips rubbed against mine, capturing them as if I belonged to her.  I simply
sat back and let this little angel kiss me.

   She was so enthusiastic, pushing her mouth harder against mine, it was
as endearing as it was sexy.  Though I was no expert, I had some experience
making out with girls, so I wasn't really expecting much from little
Annalise.  And let me tell you, she was delivering on my hopes 100%.

   She broke the kiss, finally pulling her lips from mine, and resting her
forehead against me.

   "Am I your Prince Charming?" I asked, grinning.

   She giggled.  "Yeah.  Am I your Cinderella?"

   "You'd better believe it."

   I kissed her again, lips slightly parted.  Her eager mouth received me,
kissing me back with more passion than I thought was possible in an 8
year-old.  I felt her silky smooth lips making love to my mouth, caressing
my lips sweetly in the most gentle yet arousing way.

   I sucked her lower lip into my mouth, caressing it with my tongue.  She
moaned softly, her body experiencing a greater pleasure than it had ever
felt before.  My hands moved slowly from her waist to her bottom, cupping
her small little butt and stroking it gently.

   Almost imperceptibly, I felt Annalise begin to move herself against me,
trying to hump me despite all of the layers of clothing between us.  Had
this been a girl my own age, I would have stopped right there and laughed
because it never would have aroused me.  But something about this little
girl had me completely intoxicated.  Everything she did was sexy, even her
feeble attempt at humping.

   I tried pulling back from the kiss, but Annalise was having none of
that. When I leaned back, she went right along, leaning all of her weight
onto me.  Finally I managed to get our lips unhooked (to the dismay of both
of us, I imagine), and said, "Annalise, stop."

   She looked at me with a hurt expression.  "What?  Did I do something
wrong?"

   "No!  No, no, sweetie," I assured her quickly, caressing her cheek. 
"No, this is wonderful.  It's just that I want to make sure you know what
you're getting yourself into.  What we're about to do is...well, it's very
personal.  It's something you should only do with someone you really love,
okay?  Are you sure you want to do this?"

   She grinned shyly and leaned in to kiss me again.  "Read." Kiss "My"
Kiss "Lips" The last time, she made no attempt to end the kiss, and neither
did I.

   I began running my hands up her bottom to the waistband of her skirt. 
My fingers caressed the skin just above that point, then I dug down beneath
the fabric and stroked her upper thigh through her panties.  I grabbed the
waistband and began to take off her skirt.  Annalise reluctantly pulled her
mouth from mine in order to help me with the task.  She looked down at her
panties and put her hands over them, suddenly seeming embarrassed.

   "What?" I asked, smiling.  "Are you feeling shy all of the sudden?"

   She shook her head.  "It's just...I've never had anyone look at me down
there.  What if you don't like it?"

   I put a hand behind her head, drew her to me, and kissed her gently.

   "Annalise, there is no way I wouldn't like it.  You are so beautiful in
every way.  I love you and I'm sure I'll love every part of you, no matter
what."

   She smiled and kissed me briefly.  Without any prompting, she took her
panties off and revealed what I believe is the most perfect pussy on the
planet.  It was completely hairless, still smooth and youthful.  I wasn't
sure what to expect, given I'd never seen a real pussy except in a couple
of porn videos I watched during that awkward self-discovery period in high
school.  Whatever I was expecting, Annalise delivered way more.

   "It's gorgeous," I told her.  "You are the most beautiful girl in the
whole world."

   I felt myself bordering on cheesy, but I needed to boost her confidence
so I figured it was worth a try.  I really did see her as the most
beautiful girl in the world, but people don't just say those things.  But I
guess kids don't know that, because it totally worked on Annalise.

   She smiled and sat down on me, wrapping her arms around my neck. 
Suddenly, she looked down at my groin area, where she no doubt felt my
clothed erection resting in the cleft of her now-naked pussy.

   "Wow," she said.  "It's so hard!"

   "That's what happens when a guy sees a beautiful girl."

   She blushed and said, "Can I see it?  You get to see me."

   "Of course," I replied.  I would have actually taken off my pants before
that point, but I didn't want to rush things and freak her out.  This first
time was all about her.

   She got off my lap and waited patiently, kneeling on my bed as I stood
up and removed my pants and underwear.  My erection came bouncing out and
revealed itself to Annalise in its entire, 6-inch glory.

   She gaped at it for a moment as I removed my shirt and got back into bed
with her.  I was now completely naked and she only had her shirt still on.
This was going far beyond all of my wildest dreams.  When I fantasized
about Annalise, I never thought that I'd actually get to do these kinds of
things with her.  Life has an awesome way of working things out.

   I was hoping to continue with the best make out session I'd ever had in
my life, feeling those soft lips against mine, but Annalise was far too
preoccupied with my erection to continue kissing me.

   "Can I touch it?" she asked.

   "Sure, but you have to be careful," I told her.  "Here, hold it like
this."

   I guided her small hand to my cock, showing her how to wrap her fingers
around it and pump up and down, making sure not to grasp it too tight.

   "Like this?" she asked, running her hand up and down.

   I gasped and moaned with a feeling that I'd never had before in my life.
I'd only gotten a few handjobs in my life, and I thought they'd been pretty
great.  But nothing had prepared me for the feeling of little Annalise's
hand on my cock.  She was by no means an expert, and her motion was
slightly jerky and inconsistent, but it was still by far the greatest thing
I had ever felt.

   "Yeah," I grunted, "just like that."

   It couldn't have even been thirty seconds before I felt that tingling
sensation in my balls.

   "Annalise," I moaned.  "I'm going to-"

   I couldn't even get through my sentence before I put my hand over my
mouth and let out as muffled a scream as I could.  Semen came shooting out
of my cock at lightning speeds.  The intensity of the orgasm was something
I was entirely unprepared for.  I had wanted to stay calm during my first
time with Annalise, making sure that she felt comfortable at all times. 
But the second I felt the tingling, my mind went elsewhere.

   Finally, I came down from my high and looked at the beautiful,
blonde-haired angel sitting in front of me.  She was smiling, but looked
slightly confused.

   "What was that?" she inquired.

   "That was an orgasm," I said.  "That's what happens when you have sex
with someone and they make you feel really good."

   "Can girls have orgasms too?  It looks really fun."

   I chuckled.  "Yes, you can have orgasms too.  And it is very fun."

   She kissed me gently.  "Good.  Because I want one now."

   I kissed her back, savoring the taste of her lips.

   "Okay, but first, let me get cleaned up," I told her.  "I don't want you
going home smelling like sex.  Your mom will freak out."

   I grabbed a tissue from my nightstand and wiped off my stomach and
Annalise's hands.  I dragged my little girl over to the sink to wash her
hands, to eliminate the obvious smell of semen.  I stood behind her and
washed my hands, drying them off while she soaped up her cute little
fingers.  As soon as I dried mine off, I ran my hands down her sides and
one of them ended up cupping her adorable little pussy.  She gasped and
stopped washing her hands when she felt my fingers rubbing her down there.

   I kissed her on the head, then down to her ear, and whispered, "That's
how girls have an orgasm." I stuck my tongue in her ear, licking around a
little bit.  Some girls found that very arousing, others were more
indifferent.  From the moan I elicited when my wet tongue made contact with
her silky skin, I figured Annalise was in the former.

   She didn't even finish washing her hands.  She whipped around and got up
on her toes to kiss me, wrapping her arms around my neck.  I kissed her
back with equal passion, our mouths opening rather quickly.  It had just
occurred to me that we had yet to use our tongues, so I licked her lips
gently, prompting an immediate response from my little angel.  She thrust
her tongue into my mouth, then began to learn the art of teasing my tongue
with hers, caressing it and beginning a dance together.

   I picked her up and she complied, wrapped her legs around my waist and
resting her pussy against my cock.  I really intended to make it to the
bed. I really did.  But my overwhelming lust for this 8 year-old goddess
overtook me.  I had to take her and I had to take her now.

   I pinned her to the wall, still swapping saliva with her while sucking
her tongue into my mouth.  I began thrusting my hips, rubbing our genitals
together.  I didn't know whether or not I may slip inside her, and I
frankly didn't care.  All I cared about was making her scream with ecstasy.

   My erection, which had wilted not ten minutes ago, was beginning to come
back already.  It was already trapped between my stomach and Annalise's
sex. It was hard enough that it was evidently causing Annalise pleasure,
because she murmured into my mouth, her lips moving against mine in the
most sensual of ways.

   I began cursing the inexperience of being young as I felt my own orgasm
beginning to rise again and Annalise's moans got louder.  Not even a minute
or two after we began, she broke her mouth away from mine, squealing in
ecstasy and clinging even more tightly to my body as she climaxed.  I
kissed all over her sweaty face, licking up the delectable liquid running
down her cheeks and forehead.  I too began another orgasm, my cock
squirting its seed again into the small gap between my stomach and
Annalise's.

   Practically coupled as one, I stumbled over to the bed with my little
lover still holding on to me, though she had relaxed her grip a bit.  I sat
down and leaned up against the wall before relaxing.  I looked up at the
little angelic face in front of mine.

   "So how was that?" I asked.  "Did you enjoy your first orgasm?"

   She had a spaced out look of pure bliss, the kind of enjoyment that can
only come from getting your mind blown.

   "Yeah," she said.  "That...was...amazing..."

   I chuckled and kissed her cheek.  "I thought so."

   She suddenly shifted out of her reverie.  "Can we do it again?"

   I laughed at her childish enthusiasm.  "No, not right now.  It takes
awhile for me to reset.  Guys usually take longer.  I was only able to come
twice just now because it was our first time together and you're
unbelievably sexy."

   "Really?  You think I'm sexy?"

   I brushed hair out of her face.  "You are so sexy, baby.  I love you."

   "I love you too, Caleb."

   She leaned in and kissed me tenderly, with all the love and affection of
someone far more experience than she was.  While a minute ago we were
kissing intensely with lust, this was a soft kiss of love that made my
entire body tingle with warmth.  It was incredibly how unbelievably amazing
she made me feel.

   We cuddled and kissed and cuddled and made out for awhile, just enjoying
each other's company and basking in our post-orgasmic glow.  This was a
feeling two people didn't have very often, at least not at our ages.  It
was the feeling of two people completely in love.  Nothing complicated
about it.  Pure, innocent, total, complete love.

   After awhile, I looked at the clock and realized how late it was, so I
suggested we get dressed and take Annalise home.  She was reluctant, but
she saw the time as well and knew it was important to maintain appearances.
Just because we could spend all day together didn't mean we should.  People
may start to worry.

   As soon as all the sex smells were gone and we were completely clothed,
I gave Annalise a piggyback ride down the hallway.  I knocked on the door
and Julie answered, smiling when she saw us.

   "It's late," she said in a "you should be in trouble but you aren't"
kind of way.

   I grinned sheepishly.  "Sorry, my fault.  I lost track of time."

   "It's fine, come on in."

   "I really should get to doing some homework," I said.  "I've got a paper
due tomorrow that I need to make some finishing touches to."

   "Are you sure?  We'd be more than happy to have you at dinner."

   "No, it's okay.  I'll take a rain check."

   "Okay.  I'll take you up on that offer."

   "Sure thing.  See you later."

   I started walking away, but Julie caught me.  "Oh, Caleb, by the way, I
had a question for you.  I have some work meetings in a few days that are
going to be later than usual.  I won't be home until after dinnertime. 
Could you watch Annalise while I'm gone?"

   "You don't even have to ask," I told her.  "Of course I will."

   "I figured.  You two are practically inseparable.  She'd probably end up
at your apartment then anyway even if I was home.  I just figured it's
polite to ask and not just assume you can do it.  I'm sure you have things
you could be doing."

   "Annalise comes first.  Always."

   Julie smiled.  "Glad to hear it."

   "I'll see you later, Julie."

   "Bye."

   I walked back down the hallway to my apartment and sat down on my bed.
This little angel was mine.  How on earth did I get so lucky?

   I tried working on my paper, but it was no use.  My mind kept getting
distracted.  I couldn't help but dream about my next date with the greatest
girl in the world.