Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
“Where’s my girl?” I rasped into her ear. “Where’s my Livvy?”
“I’m right here.”
With her hands framing my face, she kissed me. “I want you,” she moaned.
This moment didn’t feel like it did every time before this.
“Livvy,” I breathed against her mouth. “Talk to me.”
Her tiny, delicate hand stroked my dick up and down. Her grip barely closed around my shaft, making my balls ache.
Every blush of her face.
Every moan from her lips.
Had my cock throbbing in pain, dying to be inside her.
In one swift movement, she eased her way down my dick. Inch by inch, a little more each time until her mouth parted and her eyes shut tightly. I filled her to the tilt.
Our connection.
Our friendship.
Our love.
Ethan.
Livvy.
One.
With a hard, strong hold, I gripped her hips, rocking her back and forth on my cock.
Over and over again.
She locked her arms around my neck, and we fervently kissed as she rode me there on her swing, where we shut out the whole world.
It was just the two of us.
And I never wanted to leave.
“You’re so fucking beautiful with my cock inside you.”
My other hand roughly dug into her hip bone, helping her ride me. I could feel her pussy tighten, gripping my cock like a fucking vise. Vaguely feeling her shiver.
I growled, “Fuck… you feel good.” Thrusting my hips upward, I roughly gripped her hips again.
Our mouths parted.
Breathless.
Riding the high, waiting to fall over the edge together.
I slid my tongue into her mouth when I felt her pussy throb, pulsating long and tight.
“There’s my girl,” I groaned, needing her to hear it.
Her eyes immediately rimmed with fresh tears, and I kissed them all away as they slid down her cheeks.
“What’s wrong?” I questioned, desperately trying to read her expression and searching her face for an answer I couldn’t find.
I was always so in tune with her gaze, and at that moment, they were indescribable, but I didn’t care because I was inside her. We were together, and I held on to her for as long as I could. Livvy would never fully understand what she meant to me.
Maybe that was my fault.
Maybe I should have said it to her more.
Maybe it would have stopped what happened in the days to follow and in the years to come.
Maybe…
Maybe…
Maybe…
Something took over me. This primal urge wreaked havoc in the agonizing rhythm of how we were coming. Clinging onto every sensation of our skin-on-skin contact until she came so hard, squeezing my cock and taking me right along with her. I shook with my release and passionately claimed her mouth again. She returned every ounce of everything I was giving her while my lock and key necklace shined bright against her skin.
There was no holding back.
No fighting it.
We were making love and I knew right then and there—nothing would ever compare to her.
To us.
I’d spend the next decade trying to fill this void, this hole, this feeling she left inside me. Never realizing it was useless. I thought I could eventually fuck her out of my heart, but she owned it, and I willingly gave it to her. Not once did I ask for it back.
“My girl,” I groaned between kissing. Needing to get to the bottom of her despair, I begged, “Please tell me what’s wrong?”
“Ethan…” She bowed her head. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”
My heart drummed.
My stomach dropped.
My whole world shattered in the blink of an eye.
Is she saying goodbye?
Tears streamed down her gorgeous face. One right after the other. There was no controlling them.
“Livvy… you’re scaring me.”
“I’m late…” she whispered so low I barely heard her.
My eyebrows pinched together because I’m still not understanding what that meant.
“Late for what?”
Five words had the power to break us before we had a chance to explore what could have been. I thought sex might change our friendship, and in the end, I was right.
Because all in one breath, she cried…
“I’m late for my period.”
Chapter
Twelve
Livvy
His eyes widened, and his face immediately paled.
“I know,” I stated, feeling the weight of my confession.
“How late?”
“Ten days.”
Just hearing me say it out loud for the first time was enough to destroy me all at once.
I broke down.
Bawling.
Shaking.
Utterly defensive.
“I can’t do this,” I wept, fervently shaking my head while still sitting on his lap. “I’m only eighteen. You’re only eighteen. We can’t be parents. I can barely take care of myself, and what about college? I can’t have a baby in college. My dad is going to kill me, Ethan. He’s going to fucking kill me.”
“It’s okay.” He pulled me into the tightest hug. “You’re okay.”
I shoved him away and jumped off his lap to grab my dress and threw it on. This wasn’t what I wanted to hear. Although I didn’t even know what I wanted to hear. I was so confused. My mind raced with thoughts about the future. Question after question tore through my mind with no end in sight.