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Chapter 4
Parker
Me? She thought I was the one who wrote her the note. She was smiling so big because she thought she was meeting me? This makes no sense. She has done everything possible to avoid me while I’ve done everything to get her attention.
I open my mouth to clarify, but the question she really wants to ask blurts out, cutting me off. I can see it in her eyes, and I want to laugh at the shock on her face.
“You’re a virgin? How in the hell is that possible?”
“Well, seeing as where I come from, women only want three things from me… to stay away from them because I’m dirt under their shoes, to fuck me because I’m a ‘bad boy,’ and they want to rebel a bit, or money for their body… every one of those scenarios makes me sick to my stomach. I want to share everything with one girl. One girl who wants me for me,” I say with a shrug.
“Y-you want…” she stutters, and I smile at her nervous and slightly jealous expression.
“You sweet girl. I want you. I want all of you, and I want to give you all of me,” I tell her, leaning in and placing a small kiss on her forehead.
“I want you too. I’ve wanted you for so long,” she says, sobbing into my chest. I rock her back and forth, trying to calm her down. I rub my hands up and down her arms, but I must do it too hard because Birkley winces away. I pull back and look down at her arm, sucking in a breath at the perfectly formed bruise in the shape of a handprint on her upper arm.
“Who did this?” I ask in a deceptively calm voice. Birkley pulls back, trying to cover her arm, looking down and away from me. I lift her chin with my hand.
“My mom,” she says simply. But that soft tone, that uncertain stare, those whispered words unlock a memory in me that has been buried deep. I look into her eyes and repeat the same words I said all those years ago, wondering if she remembers.
“My dad gave me these,” I say and lift my hand to the scar that runs through my lip. The exact scar she saw healing on my face that day. I look closely into her eyes, and when she realizes it, she gasps loudly, echoing around the bare shower walls.
“The boy in the woods. The one who took me home,” she says, staring at me with a look of wonder.
I can't hold it back anymore. I lean in and kiss her deeply. Moaning as the taste of her. She seems unsure at first, but when I pull back, she makes a moaning protest and brings her lips down harder on mine. She bites my bottom lip, making me chuckle at her eagerness. When I chuckle, however, I feel her tongue move over mine and explore. God, watching her, feeling her take over like this, will cause me to erupt. Fuck, I need to stop this.
“Baby, slow down,” I say when I feel her hands sliding down my wet clothes, over my chest, and to the top of my jeans.
“Please, I’m tired of waiting. When I got that note, I was so happy. I’ve wanted you for so long, but never believed you could want a band geek. I know I’m stupid for believing them, but no one has ever wanted me before. Please, please show me you want me. Please, for once, I want to feel like there’s someone out there that sees me,” she says, and I can see the desperation in her eyes. There’s desperation but also determination, strength, and heat.
“Are you doing this because I’m here? Because I’m willing, right here, right now? If someone else would have saved you today, would you want them to take you?” I ask, needing to know if I’m just a placeholder. I need to be sure I’m not a stepping stone to her future. She pulls back and looks into my eyes.
“I have a feeling you’re the same as me. Like no one has ever wanted you for you. I don’t see you that way, and I can guarantee there is no one else on this planet I want touching me the way I imagine you touching me,” she says, holding my face in her hands. “It's you or nobody, and it always has been.”
I growl before quickly stripping her out of her wet close. “You’re mine, precious. Forever. I will follow you anywhere. Never doubt my obsession with you,” I tell her, leaning in and kissing her again, harder this time.
I push my tongue past her lips, biting down on her bottom lip. I know I’m being rough with her, but I can't help myself. This girl right here is mine. Has been since we were kids. I may not have realized it then, but I'm not stupid enough to hold back now. I can't believe I went this long not knowing who she was to me. I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make up for being such an idiot.
“Can you take your clothes off now? I want to see you,” she asks, crawling off my lap. I hold her hips steady and hard against mine.
“If you want to do this here and now, I need you to stay on top of me. I won't put you down on the rough, nasty ass shower floor,” I tell her. She nods, and I work on pulling my shirt over my head.
When that’s done, I tap her thigh.
“Lift up just a bit so I can get these jeans off,” I tell her, waiting for her to lift. She does, and I finally get free of my jeans. I can't believe I’m about to take my girl in the school showers, but she’s begging for it, and my cock is leaking. I still need to think of her first, though.
“Baby, I don’t have any protection,” I tell her, wincing as I pinch the tip of my cock. I haven’t even touched her with it yet, and I’m ready to explode. Even with the pain, I won't risk her, though.
“I’m on birth control, and I-I uh… wow, this is embarrassing.” She takes a deep breath before continuing. “I’ve never done this before. I’m a virgin.”
She rushes the last part out quickly, and I can't help grinning like a fucking idiot.
“That means you are mine forever, only mine.. and I’m only yours. I’m clean, baby. Your pussy is the only thing my cock will ever know. Well, besides your other holes,” I tell her, waggling my eyebrows. She blushes but gives me the cutest giggle I’ve ever heard.
Yup, my brothers may have gotten lucky and found their true loves first… but I got the best one, and no one could tell me differently.
