Her brows pulled in and her eyes closed momentarily as I filled her. Pain and pleasure flickered across her face, and I pulled back to give her body a moment to adjust before slowly easing back into her, all the way to the hilt. Indy’s lips parted with a moan that was both a mix of desire and discomfort. But she smiled, and when I pulled back again, she raised her hips toward me, seeking me, wanting me.
She rose up on her elbows to watch me sliding into her. She parted her thighs farther so she could see it all, fascinated by the act.
I wanted to take my time with her. But the plain and simple fact was I had fantasized about making love to her for so long, wild horses couldn’t hold back the climax. I kissed her hard and strong, and when she whimpered, I gave in to it and came in the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life.
Afterwards, I fell onto my back and pulled her into my arms. My heart thundered in my chest.
“I love you,” I said, planting a kiss on top of her head.
She wrapped her arms around me. “I love you, too.”
We lay in silence, our breathing in song with one another.
“You know I’m going to marry you, right?” I said, feeling invincible while my girl was next to me.
She wrapped her arms around me and held me to her satiny skin.
“You had better,” she whispered. “Because my heart is yours and only yours.”
CADE
Now
It was a magical night. The music. The people. The atmosphere. The fact that I had my girl by my side and I could hold her hand and slip my arm around her waist as much as I wanted. She wasn’t engaged. She was still mine.
It was like a weight had been removed, a cloud dispersed, the fog lifted, and I could see hope for the first time in a very long time. The years peeled away. All the hurt and heart break. All the sadness and grief, and the deep, dull ache of missing her, was gone. She was my girl again.
We laughed. We danced. We kissed. Then we kissed some more. And it was easy to momentarily forget that tomorrow she would be gone. I couldn’t let myself think about it. I wanted to enjoy the night while we had it. I wanted to show her that this is where she belonged. Here with the Kings of Mayhem. With her family.
With me.
I wrapped my arms around her and held her against me. I pushed my hands through her hair as I kissed her hard, drinking in the sweetness of her and falling in love with her over and over again, with every stroke of my tongue.
We drank and partied with our friends, our family. And when the band played their last song just after midnight, I took Indy by the hand and led her back to my room in the clubhouse.
“Remember, this doesn’t change a thing,” she whispered as I peeled her clothes from her body.
She was wrong. This was changing everything. She just didn’t know it yet.
“Tonight, you’re all mine,” I said, lifting my shirt over my head and pulling her to me. “And I’m going to show you exactly what that means.”
And I did. All night long, right through to dawn. I loved her body with my body. I kissed her deeply and rhythmically rolled my hips into her hips, savoring the sensations and feelings of love and bliss that consumed the both of us. And when I made her come, I made her come time and time again, kissing her, loving her, making each orgasm last longer, making her moan and whimper my name as she pulsed and clenched around me.
We both clung onto the night, making each other cry out, making each other wish that things could be different and that we could have this for the rest of our lives. And when the first light of the day broke through the darkness, we both fell asleep entangled in one another’s arms, our wild hearts slowing to beat as one.
CADE—Aged 18
Then
My head throbbed, but it was nothing compared to what my cock was doing. Indy was waking me up in the best possible way. Her delicious plump lips were sliding up the length of me and I groaned, throwing my arm across my face to drown out the bright morning light fighting its way through my closed lids. I couldn’t remember coming home or slipping into bed next to my girl. My daddy had been pouring drinks into me all night, and I couldn’t remember much of anything.
The flick of Indy’s tongue sent pleasure tearing through me and I groaned. Despite my hangover, my body started to wake up real good. I licked my lips and tangled my fingers in her hair.