A Good Place to Leave Your Heart
Part 4
by Little Ellie

    I was awoken to the sound of my phone vibrating.  I opened my eyes lazily, rubbing them a couple of times to try to shake the tiredness off.  My ringtone continued to play and the phone continued to vibrate.  Finally, I worked up enough energy to turn my phone over and see who was calling.

    It was Julie.  My heart raced, not sure of what I would hear if I answered it.  Ever since I threw my morals to the wind and licked the most delicious 8 year-old pussy in the world, I�d been a bit on edge.  It was bad enough that we had been making out and touching each other in places that most people believe a child should not be touched, but I�d really crossed a line in performing oral sex on the little angel.  I suppose an argument could be made for temporary insanity or something if I only had one sexual encounter with Annalise.  But no.  I�d done it with her twice.  Now I was really in trouble.

    I decided it was best to answer it, so I grabbed the phone and swiped to answer.

    �Hello?� I asked, trying my best not to sound sleepy and slightly hung over.

    �Hey, Caleb, it�s Julie,� came a voice on the other end of the line.  �I�m so sorry, did I wake you up?�

    �No, no, it�s fine.�  I looked at the clock. 11:30.  �I really should be awake anyway.  It�s kind of late.�

    I hunched up my shoulder and tucked my head, holding the phone to my ear while I stumbled around my apartment, grabbing whatever the nearest t-shirt was and some jeans hanging over a chair.  I really didn�t make an effort to keep the place clean because the only person I ever had over was Annalise, and she was too busy sticking her tongue down my throat to care if my apartment was clean.  She just cared that the bed was clear and ready for sex.

    �I hate to bug you, but would you mind checking on Annalise?  I had to run out to the suburbs this morning to get something from my sister, and now there�s been some sort of delay ahead and I�m stuck on the train.  We�ve been sitting here for the past hour and I don�t understand what�s going on.  I have no idea when I�ll be home.

    �She�s a very calm kid and I don�t think she�d worry if she wakes up and I�m not there, but I just want to make sure she�s okay.  You don�t have to go over now.  Maybe wait a half hour or so.  Odds are she�s probably not even up yet.�

    �Okay.  I�ll grab some breakfast and then head on over.�

    �Thank you so much.  I�ll see you when I see you.�

    �See you later.�

    I hung up and tossed the phone onto my bed.  There was so much work that needed to get done.  But the thought of my little angel alone in her apartment with her mother stuck on a train was enough to get the blood pumping to my groin.  I had an indefinite amount of time to spend with my little beauty.  But I also knew that, if I went over there, I wasn�t getting anything done until Julie got back.  And, from the sounds of it, that could be a couple of hours.

    Finally, my brain won out (for once), and I got some breakfast and wrote a couple of pages in my paper.  All this time, I kept thinking about Annalise, but I managed to restrain myself until I got some of my work done.  Annalise wasn�t going anywhere.  And neither was I if I didn�t pass my Calc 1 class.  So, for once, calculus beat Annalise and I got some writing hammered out.

    After getting several pages done, I realized I had grown a raging erection while daydreaming about the little girl down the hall, so I finished my thought, saved my paper, and started down to Annalise�s apartment.  I knocked on the door and waited several moments.  Footsteps sounded inside the door and I heard the short 8 year-old try to stand on my tip-toes to look through the peephole.  Then I heard a thump that told me she had given up.

    �Who is it?� she asked.

    �The pizza guy,� I said, clearly sarcastic.

    �Oh, I didn�t order pizza.  Sorry!�

    �Annalise, it�s Caleb.�

    �You deliver pizzas?�

    I laughed.  �No, I was kidding.  Now let me in!�

    The locks clicked and the door swung open, revealing Annalise in all of her beauty.  She had clearly gotten out of bed very recently, her hair still crazy from tossing and turning during the night.  I took a step inside of the apartment, checking to make sure nothing was broken or on fire.  Looked like the coast was clear.

    �What are you doing here?�  she questioned.  �Not that I�m complaining!�

    I grinned.  �Your mom wanted me to check on you.  She�s stuck on a train.�

    �Oh really?�

    She instantly crossed to me, wrapped one arm around my waist, and grabbed my erection through my pants with her other hand.

    �Uh...really,� I said, suddenly unable to form coherent speech.

    I shut the door behind me and shuffled into the apartment, Annalise rubbing my erection.  I couldn�t even think about what was going on before I felt two little hands struggling to untie my pajama pants and pull them down at lightning speed.

    My rock-hard erection sprung free and she began showering it with kisses and licks, eagerly throwing herself into her task.  It was by far the sloppiest blowjob I�d ever had, but it was also by far the most arousing.  I never knew what was going to happen, and the surprise added an element that I�d previously not felt.

    Soon, Annalise picked up her speed as my moans began getting louder.  She slipped the head of my cock into her mouth and licked all around my sensitive tip.  It was a good thing I was beginning to get used to sex with Annalise or else I would have blown my load already.  God, this girl was sexy.

    �Oh, OH, Annalise!� I moaned.  �It�s coming!�

    She removed her mouth from my cock, then slowly licked the bottom of my shaft from bottom to top, then sucked on the head for a moment.  Then, she looked up and me and said, �Bring it on.�

    With that, she launched herself back onto my erection, running her mouth up and down the shaft, swirling her tongue around it and paying particular attention to my head, which is a weakness of mine.

    It couldn�t have been more than a few minutes, and I came with an explosion.  I can barely remember the next thirty seconds because my euphoria clouded my senses.  All I can remember is collapsing onto the ground, my knees too weak to hold me up anymore.

    When I fully returned to my senses, I felt soft lips on my face.  Annalise was giving me the gentlest of kisses all over my cheek, my forehead, and my neck, one of her arms laying on my chest.

    I turned to face her and kissed her lips, capturing my prize and savoring her taste.  Being barely removed from my teenage years, where my hormones raged, I had always seen kissing as a pleasant but required and even sometimes tedious precursor to sex.  In order to get a blowjob, my ex-girlfriend had always required some making out first.  If I wanted to eat her pussy, we had to make out.  Even that time she gave me a quick handjob in the janitor�s closet during senior year, she kissed me while she did it.

    Don�t get me wrong, I�ve always enjoyed kissing.  But only once I started getting to kiss Annalise that I realized how perfect it can be.  You don�t have to do anything but press your lips to hers and it can be the perfect moment.  I could stay like this forever.

    I caressed her cheek with my thumb as our lips rubbed together, tongues playing every so often.  I�d suck her tongue into my mouth, which made her shudder, and then tease her tongue and thrust mine into her mouth, swabbing her teeth and gums for that flavor that was distinctly Annalise.

    We laid there on the floor, making out passionately for a very long time.  I had no idea how long we were down there, but I suddenly heard my ringtone coming from my pants.  I broke off our kiss, and reached for my phone, but not before sneaking in a few extra pecks on that beautiful girl�s lips.

    �Hello?� I asked, answering the call.

    �Hey, Caleb, it�s Julie.  My train finally started working.  I�m on my way home now.  Did you check on Annalise?�

    �Yeah, I checked on her.�  Annalise giggled and kissed my cheek.  �She�s fine.  We�re actually playing a game right now.�

    �Oh, that�s great.  Thank you so much for checking on her.  It�s good to know she didn�t panic.  When she was younger, she had the worst separation anxiety.  I still worry about it sometimes.�

    �You�ve got nothing to worry about.  She�s in good hands.�

    �Thanks, Caleb.  I�ll see you soon.�

    �Okay, bye.�

    I hung up and promptly moved my free hand to Annalise�s pussy, slipping my fingers underneath her waistband and fondling it softly.  I ran a finger up and down her slit, flicking her clit.  The 8 year-old moaned with pleasure and anticipation.  I captured her lips, kissing her softly, running my tongue over her teeth and then delving further into her mouth.

    After a few minutes of kissing and rubbing her slit, I decided to head down and eat her out to an incredible orgasm.  As quickly as I could, I pulled down her pants as she removed her shirt, leaving this beauty naked in front of me.  I kissed my way down her body, taking time to flick each of her nipples with my tongue, and stick my tongue into her belly button, which made her moan and giggle, a uniquely erotic sound.

    Finally, I got to her pussy.  Not wasting any time, I stuck my tongue in as far as it would go, swirling it around inside of her.  That really started pushing her to cum.

    I backed off a little bit, lapping around the outside of her pussy, teasing her a bit to help lengthen her arousal.  She took her hands and tried pushing my head directly into her pussy, but I refused.  I rubbed my nose up and down her slit.  I laughed a little bit at how insistent my little girl was getting.  But I knew it would be better for her if she just had a little patience.

    After licking her for several minutes, alternating between inside and outside of her pussy, I decided she was ready, so I licked her more furiously and tongue-fucked her like there was no tomorrow.  She started bucking her hips toward my face, practically screaming out with pleasure.

    I felt her stiffen up a bit and knew my job was complete, so I lapped a bit slower at her cute little slit and ended by planting a kiss on her pussy.  I let her come down a bit from her high before sliding up and kissing her.  She wrapped her arms around my neck and returned my kiss with enthusiasm and love.

    I finally broke our kiss and looked her in the eyes.  She looked back at me with the largest and most genuine smile I�d ever seen.  You know, I was always afraid that, when I fell in love, I�d be paranoid as to whether my girlfriend loved me.  I had been around far too many failed marriages to accept such a concept of �true love�.  I figured couples loved each other but there came a point when it was really just too late to start over again.

    But looking into Annalise�s eyes at that moment made me believe in true love.  It made me believe in Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty and every single love story that seemed far too outlandish and cheesy to be true.  She made me understand what love was, just by giving me that look.  A look of complete, unequivocal love.

    I sat up and took her with me, wrapping her in my arms.  I actually felt tears coming to my eyes as I realized that my whole life had changed.  It was terrifying not to know whether or not this relationship would last.  But all I knew was that I loved Annalise more than I had ever thought I could love anything in my life.  She was all that mattered to me.  I just hoped it wouldn�t all get taken away from me.

    �What�s wrong, Caleb?� Annalise asked, pulling out of my hug and looking at me.  She took her hand and put it up to my cheek, cupping my face.

    �Nothing, babe,� I said, taking her hand and kissing it.  �I�m just so happy.  And I guess I�m just afraid I�m going to wake up tomorrow and it�s all going to be gone.�

    �Why would it be gone?�

    �Because people don�t understand.  Because they think what we�re doing is wrong and that I�m taking advantage of you.�

    �But I like sex!�

    �I know that.  And you know that.  But I�m getting sex out of the deal so my opinion isn�t valid, and you�re 8, so neither is yours.  So someone who doesn�t know us and doesn�t understand how we feel would say that we shouldn�t be together.  And they�d make sure I never saw you again.�

    Annalise hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek.  �I�m never going to let that happen, Caleb.�

    I laughed, smiling broadly as I tightly squeezed the girl with one arm while cradling the back of her head with my other hand.

    �Neither will I, babe,� I said.  �Neither will I.�

    We stayed intertwined for several minutes, but I then realized that Julie would be getting home any minute, and we were both still without clothing.  At least I still had my shirt on.  In her haste to suck me, Annalise hadn�t even bothered to remove my shirt.  However, I still held a naked 8 year-old in my arms, which could spell trouble for me if it took Julie less time to get back from the train station as I thought.

    Slowly, I sat up and started putting on my pants, with Annalise doing the same, only with a pouty look on her face.  I laughed and kissed her on the cheek.

    �Don�t worry, babe,� I said.  �We�ll get to have sex again soon.  I�m picking you up from school on Friday, remember?�

    She smiled as the thought returned to her mind.  �Oh yeah!�  She paused.  �Can I spend this weekend at your apartment instead of with my dad?�

    �Oh, baby, I would love that, but you need to go see your dad.  He misses you and I�m sure he�d be disappointed if you didn�t want to go.�

    �All he does is make me watch movies.  I barely even see him because he�s on the phone a lot.�

    �I know he loves you a lot.�

    �No, he doesn�t.�

    I kissed her briefly, flicking my tongue over her lips.  �We�re not having this discussion now.  Your mom is going to be here soon.�

    As soon as I said those words, I heard clomping footsteps on the stairway.  Annalise must have heard them too, because her eyes went wide and she frantically grabbed her clothes from the floor and put them on.  I grabbed the TV remote, pressed the power button, and started channel surfing, desperate for something interesting that we could pretend to watch.

    Finally, I settled on a home improvement show and plopped down on the couch, where Annalise promptly snuggled into my side, giving me a last peck on the cheek.

    Barely five seconds later, the lock clicked and the door swung open.  Annalise and I looked toward the door, as if it was a surprise that Julie was home already.

    Annalise bounded to the front door and hugged her mom, who was huffing from the climb up multiple flights of incredibly steep stairs.

    �So sorry, Caleb,� she said.  �Glad that experience is over.�

    �It�s no problem, we were just channel surfing,� I explained.

    �Thank you so much.  Nice to hear you two had fun.�

    There was a silence as Julie began stripping out of her layers of clothing down to just a sweater and jeans.  Annalise looked at me.

    �Well?  Aren�t you going to tell her?� she asked me.

    Julie looked up.  �Tell me what?�

    �Tell her what?� I inquired, very confused.

    �Caleb is taking me this weekend instead of Daddy,� Annalise asserted.

    I looked from Julie to her daughter quickly.  �Whoa, whoa, Annalise, I didn�t-�

    Julie gave her daughter a disapproving look.  �Annalise, you know your father wants to see you.�

    �But Mom!� she protested.  �Last time, we sat in the living room watching TV all weekend.�

    �Isn�t that what you�ll be doing at Caleb�s?�

    �Yeah, but at least I like Caleb.�

    �Annalise Elizabeth!  Go to your room!�

    Annalise gave me a pleading look, but I just shrugged my shoulders, shook my head, and gave her a �nothing I can do� kind of look.  She grunted, blowing air out through her nose, and went into her room, slamming the door behind her.

    �Sorry about that, Caleb,� Julie said, sighing.  �I didn�t mean to put you on the spot and get you in the middle of our ongoing argument.�

    �This has happened before?� I questioned.

    �Yes.  She never wants to go over to her dad�s.  She tries faking sick, making sleepover plans with friends, everything she can do.  I�ve tried talking to him about it, just to see if we can do something so she enjoys spending time with him.  But he�s unwilling to try anything.  He always acts indignant and claims he knows how to raise his daughter.�

    �Doesn�t sound like he does.�

    �I�d be inclined to agree with you.� She paused.  �Honestly, I�d love to let her spend the weekend with you instead of her father.  But I don�t think he�d agree to that.  Despite his apparent disinterest with her, he takes our custody agreement very seriously.�

    �Well, if he changes his mind, I�m available.�

    �Don�t plan your weekend around it, though, Caleb.  I don�t want to stop you from doing something fun.�

    �Julie, my weekend was basically going to be sitting around watching Netflix and going to work for a little bit.  I can easily add Annalise into those plans at any time.  Just say the word.�

    Julie smiled warmly at me.  �Thank you.�  I went to leave when she spoke up again.  �You know, you�ve been so wonderful to her.  I can barely remember a time when she didn�t have you.  I don�t know what I did to deserve you, but I�m so glad you�re here.�

    You may not feel the same if you knew I was fucking your daughter, I thought, but I kept that to myself.

    Instead, I replied, �Thank you.  That means more to me than you know.  To tell you the truth, I know I�ve lived my whole life without her, but I just cannot imagine my life without her now.�

    And then Julie shocked me with the kind, gentle, and loving tone of her next comment: �Sounds like you�re in love with her.�

    Without missing a beat, I cocked my head, smiled shyly, and said, �I don�t know.  Maybe I am.�

    We stood there for a moment, looking at each other.  Finally, I broke the silence.

    �I�ll see you later.�

    �Bye.�

    I walked down the hall, reliving that conversation.  Did Julie know?  I mean, I felt like it was obvious before.  Even more so now that Annalise wanted to spend the weekend with me.  But I couldn�t be too sure and I sure as hell wasn�t going to reveal anything to her and risk getting my little girl taken away from me.

    I thought of how sad it was that Annalise and I had to hide our relationship.  Wouldn�t it be great if we could just love each other and not have to constantly be paranoid about being caught?  But, while I loved Annalise more than life itself, I knew it�d bring nothing but trouble if we were to reveal ourselves.  I�d get sent away and she�d get punished and brainwashed.  People just didn�t get it.

    I sat down on my bed in my apartment, closed my eyes, and sighed.  Why did love have to be so complicated?


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