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“Do you really want to know?” I ask and she bites her bottom lip while nodding. My cock aches for her. I flex my hips and grind my cock into her further. Her eyes are wide and wild, the blue “It’s me.”
“You want to punish me?” she asks, breathless, cheeks flushed.
“Do you want me to punish you?” I ask, my voice low and menacing.
“I think I do.”
“Don’t think, Annika. Know. Know what you want and tell me.”
“Kiss me,” she whispers.
“You don’t sound sure,” I say, grinning down at her. She licks her lips and I mirror her action. God, she’s fucking beautiful. She’s thick in all the right places. I can’t wait to sink my cock into her.
“I’m sure. Really, really sure,” she says, grabbing my collar and pulling my face closer to hers. “Kiss me, Kellen. Do you want me to beg you? I’ll get down on my knees right now and beg you. Is that what you want me to do? I’ll do whatever you want me to do, I swear.” Fuck, hearing her beg from those pouty lips will do me in.
“Not right now, Legs,” I groan and lower my lips to hers. Twenty-five years old and my first taste of this girl is my first kiss ever. All my firsts belong to her. She tastes like Cherry Coke and the powdered sugar from the funnel cake she ate earlier. I am beyond caring how fucking insane and borderline, if not all the way over the line, creepy this is. My love for this girl is all-consuming and it’s time to tell her about it. I’ve been patient. I’ve been a good man while I waited for her. She opens her mouth and lets me in, my tongue dances with hers and her hands find my back and she digs her nails into my skin.
“We shouldn’t do this,” she says after pulling away from me.
“What?” I ask, my lips just a fraction away from hers. Panic roars through my body
“I just mean here,” she says quickly bringing a smile to my face. The relief I feel is palpable. “We shouldn’t do this here.”
“We’ve got to get out of here.”
“Before the cake?”
“Yes,” I say resolutely. I need her and I need her now.
“What’s the rush?”
“You don’t even want to know how long I’ve waited to fuck you, Legs. Give yourself to me. I’ll take care of your pleasure.” Yet again, I don’t recognize my voice. I give her several desperate kisses until she agrees with me.
The dazed look on her face makes me so fucking happy. I could die right now, but just this quick taste will never be enough. I need forever with this woman.
I’ve earned forever.
Chapter Two
Annika
“You don’t even want to know how long I’ve waited to fuck you, Legs. Give yourself to me. I’ll take care of your pleasure,” he says, his voice unrecognizable. I close my eyes when he said those words. The words I’ve longed to hear. He doesn’t know how long I’ve waited to give myself to him. It’s been years. Since I first knew what it meant to belong to someone, I only ever wanted to belong to him.
“Promise?” I ask, after licking my lips in… anticipation maybe. Definitely anticipation. I want this man. I’ve always wanted him and now I’m getting him.
“Absolutely, Annika. I…”
“Wait,” I say stopping him. For some reason, I know what he’s going to say, and I don’t want him to say it twenty feet from a sweaty kid filled arcade and urinals.
“What?” he asks, looking down at me.
“Come with me,” I say, moving out from under him, well, kind of. I really want to be under him, and I want to stay there.
I go back out to our families.
“Thank you guys for doing this with me. I’m not feeling so great, but Kellen has offered to take me home.”
“Oh sugar plum, we’ll take you,” Dad says, looking concerned. I hesitate for a split second, but then I remember why I’m doing this. My core clenches and my pussy floods.
“No!” I shout, causing my parents to look at me in alarm. “No. Stay. We’ve already paid for ten frames,” I say much calmer, all the while appealing to the cheapskate in my Dad.
“Right. Of course. We’ll check on you when we get home.”
“Sure, great. Thanks,” I say, grabbing my purse off of the counter. I kick off my rented bowling shoes and slide back into my sneakers while Kellen does the same. I make a show of clutching my stomach. The pounding of Cherry Cokes, funnel cakes, and nachos are totally believable reasons why my stomach hurts now. No one bats an eye at me.
“I’ll turn your shoes back in and do feel better,” Kerry says, but doesn’t make a move to come toward me. She’s the only one who knows how I feel about Kellen. She does however give me a saucy wink. I give her one right back.
