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“Kate, I swear to God, if you’re not out in five minutes, we’re leaving you!”
That’s my cue to go harder and faster. My hands clutch her hips, and I slam into her from behind. Color floods her cheeks, and she struggles to stop herself from moaning. “Y-yes, M-mom. I’m coming.”
That naughty double entendre earns her another hard thrust. My hips continue rutting, but I lean forward, cup her tits, and knead them roughly while trailing kisses along her back and shoulders.
Katherine pulls my one hand away from her breast and guides it between her legs. With her fingers over mine, she begins teasing her clit, and fuck if it isn’t the hottest thing ever.
My eyes are glued to the mirror, and I can’t look away from the flush on her cheeks, neck, and chest, and the way she bites back every sound she wants to make.
Katherine’s lips part on unsteady inhales as she comes, her body quivering under my touch. It’s a picture I want to store in my memory forever. I continue sliding in and out of her slick channel, but it doesn’t take me long to follow her. A knot of tension winds tighter in my belly, my balls drawing up.
Resting my forehead on the crook between her neck and shoulder, I muffle my grunts by pressing my lips against her skin while I fill her with hot, endless spurts.
Three minutes later, I head back to my own place, spent and milked dry.
Nervous excitement bubbles within me, and I cast a glance at Katherine, with her hair in a loose ponytail and a glow on her face. I slip my fingers through hers, and we walk hand in hand towards the river. She’s wearing a simple white cotton sleeveless blouse and a light blue A-line skirt paired with white boat shoes.
Her outfit is perfect for what I have planned.
We round the bend, the river coming into view. She furrows her forehead and raises a brow at me.
Understanding the unspoken question, I plant a kiss on her temple. “Just trust me, cupcake. You’re gonna love this.”
It doesn’t take long before her gaze is drawn to the small boat tied by the dock. Realizing what I have in store for her, her face splits into the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Is that for us?” Katherine asks almost breathlessly.
“Yes.”
Thanks to months of stalking and access to her diary, I found out how much she loved the water—rivers, lakes, beaches. She liked how the water sparkled in the sunlight and how calm and relaxed she felt whenever she was anywhere near them.
The last time she went on a trip was three years ago. She hasn’t left the city since.
Katherine’s excitement grows as we approach the boat. I help her settle into it and sit across from her, grabbing the oars and pushing off from the dock.
Her face is illuminated by the golden glow of the afternoon sun, her eyes shining with happiness. I’ll never get tired of staring at her, of wondering how such a stunning creature exists, and of shaking the constant disbelief that she’s finally mine.
The boat glides along the river, the soft water lapping against the sides. I steer us towards a spot that offers the best view—the river against a backdrop of luscious green grass and an array of colorful flowers.
When we reach it, I let go of the oars and watch her. She’s lost in the beauty surrounding us, and I’m unable to look away from the beauty in front of me. God, who would have thought I’d eventually end up a hopeless romantic because of this girl? I must have done something right in my past life—like maybe saved the world or something. There’s no way the universe just randomly handed me this gift.
Katherine reaches for my hand and squeezes it, our knees touching as we sit in comfortable silence.
When she finally returns her gaze to me, she gives me a smile that makes me want to yank her up against my body and get lost in her sweetness.
“Thank you, Kieran.”
I hold up a hand. “I’m not done yet.”
I fumble with the lock on the small box under my seat. It clicks open, and I take out a bouquet of pink and white tulips and a box of chocolates from Hotel Chocolat, her favorite. I had to order it online because I couldn’t find it anywhere else.
She peers up at me through her lashes and levels me with a look that says she has just realized something. Blush blooms in her cheeks, and she purses her lips. “Kieran, tell me something. Did you read my diary?”
Without missing a beat, I rest my elbows on my knees and nod. “I did. I wanted to learn everything about you.”
For a few tense seconds, I wait, once again wondering if this is when she realizes how creepy and unhinged I am. To be honest, I can’t believe everything I’ve done, either.
At some point in the past few months, I woke up and thought I’d gone insane because this wasn’t how a normal guy behaved. Normal guys asked the girls what they wanted, learned things the usual way—endless talks, texting all through the night, dates, all the getting-to-know-you stuff. They didn’t break into homes, smelled their underwear, and read their private musings.
