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I sip hot chocolate and snuggle up against him.
“Does this mean you’re my boyfriend now?” I ask.
He holds my hand, lacing his fingers into mine. “I guess that’s what we are, but those terms don’t seem like… I don’t know. Adult enough? Strong enough to convey how I feel?”
“What do you mean?” I let loose a small laugh to ease my uncertainty. “If not boyfriend-girlfriend, it’s fiancé and husband, so…”
He squeezes my hand and looks me in the eyes. “What part of forever aren’t you understanding?” he asks. I feel my heart sink to my stomach. Thinking about one day calling myself his wife just fucks up my insides, like little butterflies are cutting around inside me with knives. It’s painfully perfect, but utterly drastic.
41
ELIJAH HAYES
Ten days later.
She looks perfect in my sheets, tangled up in the blankets and pillows. I pull them off her naked body and lean down to kiss her breasts. Her nipples respond to my touch immediately, perking up before her eyes even flutter awake. I bury my nose into her hair, falling in love with her all over again. I shrug my pants off and close my bedroom blinds.
“Wake up, Sweetheart,” I whisper to her. Her eyes open and my heart feels as if it has stopped at the sight of them. Her long lashes flutter as she realizes where she is. She looks down at her peaked breasts before covering her face with her hand, her cheeks turning pink. The parents are already at work, and I insisted she sleep in my room for the last night of winter break. I pull the covers all the way off her, revealing her black silky panties. I kiss my favorite spot on her stomach that she shyly covers with her hands.
Slowly, I tug her panties off and she shimmies in agreement. I lean down to press my mouth against her, but she pulls my head up by my hair, stopping me.
“I want to taste you,” I plead, my mouth watering at the sight of her spread legs in front of me. Her perfect pink pussy already cries for me.
I reach over to grab her dildo from under my bed. She doesn’t know I stole it. She’s not going to be using it without me. I have her crawl on top of me, burying my face into her ass and pussy while she leans down over my dick. She immediately wraps her mouth around me, making me forget what I’m doing for a solid minute. Then, I begin slowly lapping away at her clit. To her surprise, I get out the dildo and gently penetrate her vagina, pushing it up as I do. She gasps and looks down, seeing the purple silicone halfway up her slit.
“Elijah!” she yells. I suck her clit until her scold turns into a sultry moan. I move the dildo up and down inside her as I lick, and she plays with my dick. Her legs grow shaky, but I hold her steady with my free hand. The sound of the dildo gliding in and out of her sends me into overdrive and I have her flip around so my dick can be the one that makes her finish.
She breathlessly rides me, my hands helping angle her hips just right. Her heavy breasts bounce in front of my face as her body works up and down. Her lips are puffy and damp from sucking, turning me on even more.
“I’m close. Rub yourself, baby,” I command. She reaches down between her legs to rub. I watch as she glides on top of me over and over again, her wet pussy slapping against my pelvis.
We finish at the same time, my cum shooting into her before I collapse on the bed. She plops down beside me, resting her head on my sticky chest.
“Ready for your first day back?” I say, playing with her hair. She groans and pulls the blankets over her.
“I’m so not ready.”
42
TAYLOR CROMWELL
We meet downstairs, showered and ready to go to classes. We both decided that online school was fun, but sometimes lonely. I’m surprised Elijah’s shaved the beard he grew over the past couple weeks, sad to see it gone. He looks more boyish now, but still sexy as ever. We carpool in the Jeep and give each other a kiss before heading off into our new classes at the opposite ends of campus.
I walk into my first class, Chemistry, and sit down alone at the back. I’m still a bit loose from this morning but pull myself together as soon as the introductory lecture starts. After the first hour passes, I walk to my next class, happening to pass Elijah on the way as I do. He leans down and kisses me quickly as we cross paths, and I can’t help but giggle. We get a lot of looks, not because we are step siblings - well, maybe - but because I just kissed the scandalous prior first-line center of the St. Paul Royals. I suppose our relationship looks weird from the outside. I haven’t even told Olive or Stephanie, yet. I wanted to surprise them in person. I also didn’t feel like breaking our sex bubble over winter break.
My second class is Algebra Two, which I’m already dreading. I’m not bad at math, but it isn’t exactly my number one interest, either. The professor seems nice enough and I decide to sit down at the front of the class, wanting to make sure I’m focused the whole time. All the faces walking into the classes are unfamiliar, except one.
Except that one… fucking… face.
Derek.
He avoids eye contact as he sits down at the table across from me, leaving but a small aisle of space between us. I want to reach over and punch him in the jaw, but instead pretend he’s not there at all. The professor begins, but I already know it’s going to be a long semester.
After classes, I meet Elijah for lunch. I’m technically done for the day, only having two classes this semester since they are work-heavy, but I make a point to eat with him. He buys us burritos from the truck, and we sit next to each other across from Levi, Stephanie, and Olive. It’s nice to see their faces. They clearly had a similar winter break based on the lazy way they glance and giggle at each other.
Elijah takes my hand at the top of the table as we eat, seeing who can finish their burrito first. Usually, I can put him in his place, but I think all our bedroom workouts have been making him extra hungry.
Olive reaches over and touches our hands, a small smile on her face. “I knew it,” she says, looking at Levi and Stephanie. “Told you guys it would happen.”
