Page 70 of Finding Fate
My dick is throbbing in a way it never has, and suddenly I’m craving the feel of her in my bed. My feet start moving forward before I tell them too, climbing at a steady pace, and before I know what my hands are doing my polo is on the staircase. I walk into my room as I unbutton my jeans and halt at the sight of her sprawled out on my bed completely naked. What a fucking view. “What about now? Still don’t want to do anything?”
“I hurriedly kick off my shoes before I shove my jeans and boxer briefs down my legs and step out, my hand already enclosed around my dick as I make my way to her, stopping at the edge of the bed. “We can watch a movie after we’re done while I give myself time to get hard again.”
“Good,” she says. “Better make the time count in case it’s a while before we can do this again.”
I hope not.
I open my nightstand drawer and reach to the back where I keep them hidden from my parents, grabbing a condom from the small folded over paper bag they’re in and rip it open. She watches me roll the latex on with a hunger I haven’t seen in her eyes yet. She wants me, and something about that has me feeling high. I come on the bed between her legs, my hand already exploring her body.
I kiss her, working her up. The heat skyrockets, both of our mouths twisting and tugging. Tongues collide and swipe. Suction rotates between us. We exchange heavy breaths. I lay her back. She’s running her fingers through the back of my hair. It feels so good; like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I can’t understand why. Courtney has done it plenty of times, yet it never feels like this.
Her chest starts heaving as I trail my fingertips up her inner thigh, every intake of oxygen rugged. Her tongue brushes mine again, and when I glide the backs of my fingertips between her thighs over every part of her, she moans against my mouth, temporarily frozen. I push a finger inside her wet core, already feeling the bead of pre cum ooze from my dick as I work it in and out. It feels as good as it did the first time; so tight.
I tug her bottom lip out and insert two. “You’re all I’ve been able to think about.”
Her back arches, her lazy eyes zoned on mine. “I think about you too, and that night we met. I want to feel you inside me like that again.”
“Has anyone else touched you here since I did?”
She shakes her head. “Have you?”
I shake my head. “I don’t want the girl I was hooking up with before. I want you.”
“Then have me. I’m giving myself to you.”
A phrase that changed my life. I pull out my fingers and fist my dick, pushing the head inside her just barely. I can already feel her muscle tight around the tip. I prepare myself for what it will feel like, and when I imagine the band playing on the stage that night, I push inside her wet channel, the muscle gripping me like a fitted sheath and emitting heat.
She whimpers as I hit the back. “Are you okay?”
She nods. “It still hurts a little, but not as much as last time. Do it again.”
I pull back and rock against her, causing her toes to curl on my calves, and then I use my hips like a swing, feeling like I could combust with every thrust. “I’ve never felt anything like you,” I grit out, her eyes hypnotizing me.
“Me either. I don’t want it to end.”
“Then be my girlfriend.”
With a smile from her and a kiss, we never looked back.
Forty
Gabby
Present . . .
Ipull Maddox closer to me and wrap my arms around his neck, my nerves still haywire. He caught me. Yes, I know I don’t have to worry about Sayler with my man. I wasn’t lying. The night that me and him got engaged and we had the experience in Konnor’s Tahoe—not sure what else to call it—I said I let everything related to Maddox and Sayler go. Let bygones be bygones. But the fact of the matter is, when you see someone you love talking to a hot female that he previously hooked up with, it still triggers jealousy. I don’t care who you are. A girl is lying if she says otherwise. My heart has a death grip on Maddox Burns, which makes me protective. He still makes my stomach flutter and my heart race just like he did in the beginning. I can’t let him go no matter how hard I try.
I press my lips to his, just needing to be close and feel him against me, to make all the anxiety of the day wash away, because the truth is, I feel stupid being here again—pregnant without being married first. Our history is repeating itself, which terrifies me. The previous ending was not a good one. And I’m not any more at ease about the situation now than I was the second that test showed two pink lines.
He slips his tongue inside my mouth, letting me taste him, and never making a move to pull away until I’m ready. Maddox has always been that way. He’s not stingy with his love or his body. “Get a room,” Riggan shouts, making Maddox smile.
I peek just in time to catch Maddox flipping him off. He pulls at my lips one last time before pulling back, but he never takes his eyes off me. He rarely does. If you’re lucky enough to catch Maddox’s attention, you have it one hundred percent. I always wondered what he saw in me that night and every day after that we talked or were together. I’m just an average girl, but I’ll forever be thankful that something stood me apart. No one else makes me feel the way he does. No one else will ever win my heart the way he did. “Payback’s a bitch, Rig.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Sayler’s dad has been gone for a while. I was expecting for this to be a clean take it out, bandage me up, and let me go. It didn’t take much to put it in. I’m not sure what his absence means, but it’s spiking the stress in my body. I feel unsettled about everything. There are so many unknowns as to how this happened. “Gab.” I look into his eyes, bringing my focus to him instead of my thoughts. “It’s okay. We can do this. I love you.”
The tear I didn’t know I was holding back slips from my eye with a blink. I think I’m still in shock, to be honest. This isn’t easy to absorb. Every time I start to relax, a wave of anxiety washes over me. He kisses my wet cheek. “I promise I’m not going anywhere. I’ll never leave your side. I’ll go to the doctor’s appointments and I’ll be there when it’s born. This time will be different.”