“Yes, I- l love this,” she admits.
I peer into her hungry eyes. “I love you, Serenity,” I declare as I pound into her.
Her lips come down on mine. I don’t expect her to say it back.
Her eyes search mine for a beat as she caresses my cheek. “I love you, too, Nico.”
“Serenity, you didn’t have to say it back.”
“Shut up, Nico, and fuck me.”
I grip her hips and slam into her pussy again and again. She rotates her hips, driving me insane. Our lips connect, then our tongues do their own dance.
“Come for me, baby,” I command.
Her fingers dig into my chest through my t-shirt as she rides me faster and harder until she falls apart on my dick.
“Fuck,” I grunt as I drill into her, spilling deep inside her walls.
After I get us cleaned up, she snuggles in my arms as we watch our movie. This night is one I’ll play on repeat for eternity. Serenity loves me.
Chapter Seven
SERENITY
Nico spent nearly all his free time with me. If he wasn’t at practice or a game, he was taking me out or we were holed up at his place doing homework. Since he and my dad couldn’t stand each other, it was easier for him to just pick me up and rarely come inside. My father wasn’t above sitting on the couch, arms crossed, watching us watch movies.
One of the times I invited Nico over to study and he accepted turned out to be a big mistake. Dad refused to let us work in my room, so we ended up in the gaming room. The long desk was perfect for spreading out books, but not so perfect when Dad poked his head in every thirty minutes. The second Nico leaned in to kiss me, Dad’s voice blared over the intercom. It was clear he was watching us on the surveillance camera.
That was the last time Nico came over.
After that, I just went to his house. My bodyguards would sit in the SUV for hours, watching the place. One time, Javier even waited in the sitting room until I came back down. Mortifying.
Nico lost it when he found out about the two guys I messed around with before we got serious. Beat the hell out of them. Said he’d cut their hands off if they ever touched me again.
Until he learned I did all the work. They barely touched me.
He was quiet on the ride home that day, jaw tight, muttering to himself. “How did I miss that?” he kept asking. “That should’ve never happened. No one’s supposed to touch you but me.”
That was the moment I realized how deep this thing ran. He wasn’t just protective—he was possessive. Territorial. And madly in love with me.
Still, he broke their arms for even breathing in my direction. Told them I’d always been his.
My boyfriend was a real-life psychopath.
Then there was Lorna. She disappeared for a couple of weeks, then returned like she’d been out sick. Her face and neck were marked with fading bruises. When I saw her at her locker, she didn’t even look at me. The same girl who used to throw slick comments in my face now avoided my gaze like I might end her.
All she said was, “I’m sorry. It was wrong of me to call you fat.” Then she walked away. Head low. I almost felt bad. Almost.
I planned to check on her. I don’t like broken girls staying broken.
Nico took care of me nearly every other day. My sex drive was high, and he was more than ready to meet every need I had. He knew what I liked, and how I liked it. The night he cooked for me? Unforgettable. The way he looked at me when he said he loved me—it wrecked me in the best way. Nico Pitucco loves me.
I couldn’t believe we’d been together six months. It felt surreal. In the fall, Nico would leave for college. I’d be a senior.
But I already planned to be present on that campus. Real present. Those thirsty groupies would know one thing for sure—Nico Pitucco belonged to me.
One evening during cheer practice, I tell Melissa I have something for her in my locker. Half of the football cheer team also cheers for the lacrosse team.
