Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 55(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 55(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
“I seem to be a little underdressed,” I murmur as he takes me in from head to toe. He pulls his t-shirt over his head, and I stare at his chest. My mind is fuzzy as I try to remember the last time I saw him without a shirt on. It was three years ago when our families vacation in Gulf Shores, Alabama. We played chicken in the hotel pool. I was on his shoulders, Kerry on Clyde’s. We won. Twice. His chest was slightly hairy then, but that’s not what I am noticing now. It’s the tattoo over his heart—the fully healed tattoo. My name is etched inside of an anchor. There is a pin up girl wound around the base of the anchor. She has really long legs and curves for days. I reach out and touch it. At the bottom is also an ornate AK. With my other hand, I reach up and finger the AK around my neck. I never take the choker off he got me two years ago except to sleep and shower.
“Kellen?” I ask, my voice choked up. I don’t want to cry right now. I know him, if I cry, he’ll stop this, and I definitely don’t want this to stop. Not now. Not ever.
“Our initials,” he says. His eyes are hooded.
“All this time?” I whisper, looking up at him.”
“Yes. Even longer.” His admission makes me so freaking happy.
“Why?”
“Oh, Legs,” he groans. “I had to wait for you to grow up.”
“I’m all grown up now,” I tell him in my best seductress voice.
Reaching forward, I boldly open his jeans and reach into them. There’s no need for me to by shy with Kellen. I’ve known him for so long, I almost can’t believe this is happening. His hard cock feels like hot, steely velvet in my hands. He groans as I stroke his length.
“Fuck,” I know,” he says, cupping my boobs in his hands. He lifts and squeezes them making me moan. When he dips his head down and pulls one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks, I lose my mind. My grip on him tightens as he moves to the other side and lavishes attention on that nipple too.
“You’re perfect too.” My voice doesn’t work, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is us becoming one.
Then we are on his bed. He’s kissing down my body. I feel like I am on fire and he’s the only thing that can extinguish it. Then he’s right at my face. His hand on my chin, forcing me to look at him.
“You’re mine, Annika. Tell me you know that. Tell me you want that.” I nod. “Words. Give me your words. Tell me what I need to hear.”
“Yes, Kellen. I’m yours.”
“Have you shared yourself with anyone else?” he asks, his grip tightening on my chin.
“No. Never. I saved myself.” As if he even needs to ask that question.
“For whom?”
“For you.” The truth falls my lips so easily. They are the words I’ve longed to say every day since I was fifteen. Probably even earlier than that.
He releases my face, and I don’t like that, but finally, finally his fingers skim down my body to my pussy. I moan loudly when he stokes into me.
I’m ready for what comes next.
Chapter Three
Kellen
“You’re it for me too. I have never and will never give my cock to another woman.” I tell her.
“What?” she asks. I thrust my finger in and out of her tight pussy, getting her ready to take me. She’s so fucking wet, I have to taste her. I lower my head and drag my tongue through her folds. Her sweet juice hits my taste buds and I groan. This is the nectar of the gods for sure. I lick and suck her folds until she comes, gushing more sweetness onto my face and down my fucking throat. I move back up her body and lean down, kissing her. She moans as she tastes herself. She has this erotic sweetness about her. I can’t fucking wait to explore her further, but if I don’t get inside of her right now, I might die. Fuck it, I will die. Making her mine is the only thought in my head right now.
“I saved myself too,” I tell her after releasing her lips.
“But… you’re older than me and so, so hot.”
“And you’re beyond beautiful, however, none of that matters, Legs. It’s always been you. Always.” I use my fingers to lift her chin so that we are looking into each other’s eyes. There are tears in hers and I hate it when she cries, even when she’s happy.
“Kiss me.” I move back up her body, my cock is so pained and straining to be inside of her.
I kiss her again and reach between us to grip my cock. Lining it up with her pussy hole, I push just the tip inside of her. My breath leaves my body, and I could swear my soul goes right along with it. I pause and revel in the fact that I am finally about to make her mine.