by Alexa Riley
I drop my head trying to hide my blush, loving every word she said.
“I want to talk to you about something, though, Lily.”
She leans back in her chair. “You know I’m a nurse.”
I nod. It’s actually a profession I was looking into pursuing myself. I know it’s a steady job and drawing probably isn’t something I could make a living from.
“You and Ren are both eighteen, and well, I know what happens at a lot of dances.”
At her words, my face warms. I can’t have this talk with her. It’s also what I’ve been planning on. What I was thinking every time I tried on a dress today. What would it be like when Ren took it off? I want it so badly.
“Mrs. Hendricks.” I try to stop her, but she keeps going.
“I just want to make sure you two are safe. You’re using protection. I know these things are going to happen, and I want to make sure you’re both protected from pregnancy. Not that I don’t want grandbabies, but all in due time.”
The thought of babies with Ren sends a delicious thrill through my body. But she’s right. All in due time.
“I’m on the shot. My mom put me on it when I was sixteen.”
“That's good, sweetheart. I’m glad we got that out there. Now, should we get our nails done?”
19
Ren
“You look so beautiful, Lily.” I look into her big bright eyes that are the same color as her dress. The soft light in the ballroom makes her look like she’s glowing, and I hold her in my arms and stare at her as we sway to the music.
She got ready at my house, and I had to wait downstairs with my dad until she was ready. My mom came down first, and Lily followed, walking down the steps like something from a fairy tale. It was perfect. I ended up running up the steps to help her walk down. I didn’t want her to fall in her heels.
My mom took pictures of us and made a big fuss over everything, and it was perfect. I wanted to make a big deal about this, because Lily said she’d never been to a dance before, and neither had I. I thought we owed it to ourselves to do this before we left high school and went to college. Plus, I wanted her to feel special, because she is. She’s completely perfect.
The only dark spot was the fact that she didn’t want to go to her house to let me meet her dad. I really thought that maybe since tonight was so important that we could do an introduction. I even tried to suggest that maybe he would want pictures of her looking so beautiful, but she immediately dismissed it. Something is going on there, but I’m not pushing it tonight. I’ll give it another day, and if she still won’t bend, then I’ll show up one night and do it myself. I love Lily and I don’t want to treat her or our relationship like some dirty secret.
We went to dinner before the dance and I got us a room at the hotel where it’s being held. I told my dad I wouldn’t be home and he just nodded. I’m sure he’s told my mom, but at this point, I’m not worried about it. They know how I feel about Lily, and I’m ready to tell her myself.
“Can we get out of here?” she asks, running her hands up my neck and smiling at me.
“You sure you don’t want another dance?” I tease, leaning down and kissing her lips softly. I don’t care who is looking. I let everyone else in the room slip away. She’s all that matters. It’s like we’re in our own little world.
“My feet hurt,” she pouts.
I know she’s just trying to get out of here, and I can’t say that I blame her. I’m ready to go, too. It’s close to the end of the night, and most everyone has already left. Taking her hand, I lead her out of the ballroom and through the lobby of the hotel. I scan our key, and we take the elevator up to our floor. Once we are at the door to our room, I scoop her up and carry her inside.
“Ren, what are you doing?” she laughs.
“Just felt like the right thing to do, babe.”
When we’re inside, I carry her to the bed and put her down. We stand there for a second and look at one another, a nervous excitement passing between us. I put my hands on either side of her face and give her a soft kiss.
“I love you, Lily Parker,” I say, looking into her big blue eyes. She smiles at me so sweetly it makes my heart ache. “The second I saw you, I fell, babe. I fell hard and fast. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Loving you and becoming everything to you like you are to me.”
She gets a little teary, and she brings her hands to my chest. “I love you, too, Ren. This feels like the most wonderful thing I’ve ever felt. It’s perfect, and I’m so happy I found you. I love you so much.”
I kiss her again, but this time it’s deeper. I’m trying to put all of my emotions into it so that she can understand how I truly feel. It’s the first time I’ve said it to someone besides my parents, and it feels so big but so right.
Her hands push at my tux, and I let her undress me. We smile as we kiss, both of us nervous but ready. I slide down her zipper. She wiggles out of the dress and then stands before me, dressed only in white panties.
Her breasts are big with dark pink nipples. I lick my lips wanting to taste them. She makes a move to cover herself, but I reach out and stop her.
“You’re so beautiful, Lily. I love you so much. And I can’t wait to make love to you.”
She smiles at me shyly and then unbuttons my shirt. I reach down and undo my slacks, pushing them off my hips, along with my underwear.
Her eyes travel down my broad chest, down my waist, to where my cock is throbbing between us, and she takes a step back, scooting on the bed. I watch her for a second as she leans back and then slips her panties off, lying on the bed completely bare.
“I think I’m going to pass out,” I say as all the blood in my body goes to my dick.
“Come here, Ren.” She holds out her hand, and I put my knee on the bed. I love how her shyness with me has slowly slipped away kiss by kiss. Leaving only trust.
Instead of crawling up her body, I kiss up her legs, wanting to know every inch of her body. We’ve got all night, and I intend to spend every hour of it taking my sweet time. I move to the inside of her thigh and lick her soft skin there, pushing them further apart.
“I need to taste you here,” I say, looking into her eyes, before I open my mouth and cover her pussy.
Her taste and scent make me moan, and I realize right then that I’m addicted to eating her pussy. One taste and I know it won’t be enough. I don’t know exactly what I’m doing, but I try to do what I think will make her feel good. I kiss her pussy like I’d kiss her mouth, and then suck her clit like I would her tongue. I slide a finger inside her wet channel and move in and out of her slowly. She’s so tight, and when I add a second, she tenses a little. But I go slow and try to work her easy so I don’t hurt her.
She relaxes under me, and she moans with every flick of her clit, so I keep that up while I work my fingers in and out.
“Fuck, you taste so good, Lily. I’m going to need more of this after I’m inside you. I wish I could eat your pussy and have my cock in you at the same time.”
She clenches around my fingers and grips my hair tightly. I use my free hand to squeeze my cock to keep myself from cumming too fast, but I don’t think anything will stop it.
“Please, Ren. I’m so close.”
“Me too, babe. I’m about to cum just eating your pussy.”
“Oh God, do it. That’s so hot,” she breathes and grinds against my mouth.
I close my eyes and give her what she wants, cumming all over myself and the sheets. I can’t help it. Anytime she asks me to cum, I do it. It’s like my dick is under her command. I don’t really hate it; it just surprises me.
Waves of pleasure shoot out my cock, but I don’t stop licking her. Her legs lock on either side of my head, and her back bows off the bed. She cums on my mouth, and I lick it up. She tastes so sweet that I keep sucking, hoping for more. When I’ve wrung out the last of her pleasure, I move up her body, seeing her flushed with her orgasm.
“You look so fucking beauti
ful when you cum.”
She blushes down to her breasts, and I lean down, taking one in my mouth.
“You ready to be mine, Lily?”
“Forever.”
20
Lily
Ren looks more scared than I am. The concern shows in every part of his face. My gentle giant. So fierce and hard for everyone else, but a marshmallow when it comes to me. Only for me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down for another kiss. I taste myself on him and moan into his mouth. It’s erotic, and liking my taste on him does something deep inside me. His hard length brushes against my already sensitive clit, making me jerk. He’s so freaking big everywhere, and I wonder if he’ll even fit inside me. He has to. I feel like my whole body is on fire. I need this. Need him.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” His voice is a mixture of pleasure and worry. I look up at him and see him fighting his desire. He’s giving me a chance to change my mind. Putting me before himself like he always does. I don’t want him to fight it. I want him to take me. To fully make me his.
“You’d never hurt me, Ren.” I run my fingers through his short hair. Everything Ren does is done with the intention to protect me. “I need you inside me.” I wiggle against him, making him moan my name.
“I don’t know if I’ll last long, but I’ll try,” he groans, sliding his hands between us. He’s still thinking about me. Always about me. Putting me first.
“It doesn’t matter. It’s already perfect. All of it,” I tell him. I feel the broad head of his cock find my entrance as he slowly starts to push inside me. The tight fit makes me gasp. Ren freezes as I dig my fingers into his shoulders, and his eyes widen. Then he closes them as if he’s in pain.
“Keep going,” I whisper. His eyes slowly open. “I want all of you.”
He leans down, taking my lips in a soft kiss, his tongue slipping in before he moves his hand to my clit and starts to rub me. My legs fall open a little more as he gently moves his hips back and forth, only the head of his cock moving in and out of me. He’s bringing me closer to another orgasm.
I try to move with him, my body begging for him to go deeper. Each time he thrusts, my pussy tries to lock around him and bring him deeper inside.
“Ren, please, I need…” I pant, yearning for more.
“I know, babe. Cum for me. If you cum it will let me in nice and easy,” he whispers in my ear, then takes my lobe into his mouth, sucking. I cry out as another orgasm takes me. Ren pushes fully inside me, the pleasure and pain all mixing together. His body stills while he rains kisses all over my face and neck, kissing me everywhere he can.
The pain finally fades, and when one of his kisses lands next to my mouth, I turn my head and take his lips. It’s deep and hungry and I try to move against him, rocking my hips. The movement causes him to groan into my mouth.
“Lily.” My name comes out in a pained voice. “Tell me you’re okay.”
“Make love to me, Ren.” His forehead drops to mine as he slides out of me, then slips back inside. I gasp at the sensation, and he freezes yet again.
“No, it’s good, Ren. It’s so damn good.” I watch relief pass over his face.
“God, I love you,” he growls as he starts to move. His hips drive back and forth. I try to move with him, but his big body bears down on me in the most deliciously possessive way. “Be still, Lily. Let me make love to you. You just enjoy every second of it.”
I slide my hands up his shoulders and entwine them around his neck, watching as he moves over me. His body takes control of mine as the pleasure starts to grow once again.
“I love you too, Ren. More than anything in the whole world,” I admit. He fills every part of me, Parts I didn’t even know were empty. He makes me feel whole. The broken pieces of me come together, and I never want to leave this place. I wish he and I could stay here forever like this. Only the two of us.
“You are my world,” he says, and my body locks around him. My feet dig into the bed as my body tries to arch up. I’m stopped by his hard chest as I scream out my pleasure.
His words set off my orgasm, and then I feel his warmth fill me as he says my name over and over. It’s intense and beautiful and so hot I almost melt.
When I finally float back to my body, Ren has turned us so I’m on his chest, sprawled out on top of him. His cock is still deep inside of me as he keeps us connected. His big hands roam my back, and the soft rubs entice my heavy eyelids to fall shut.
“I don’t want to go to sleep,” I mumble against his chest. “I don’t want this night to be over.” To wake up and have to go home. To face the world outside these walls. To face the times when I can’t always be with Ren. To leaving the little protective bubble he’s made for me. I never want to it to end.
I already know what I’ll face when we walk out of here. I didn’t go home tonight, and I know there will be hell to pay, but I know it was worth it. I will treasure this night for the rest of my life.
“I promise, Lily. We’ll have many more nights like this. I’m never letting you go,” he vows as I drift off to sleep.
21
Ren
“I don’t want to let go,” I say, gripping her hand tighter. We’re in my Jeep and we just pulled up to her house, but neither of us is ready to say goodbye.
“Me either,” Lily says, looking at me and then looking at her house nervously.
“Babe, please tell me what’s wrong.”
We made love all night and then three times this morning before we left the hotel room. But afterwards, I could see the curtain of dread fall over her eyes as we packed up and left. There was nothing I could do to cheer her up, and the times she smiled at me, I could tell it was forced.
“I love you so much, Lily. You can tell me anything,” I press, trying to get her to open up to me.
She lets out a shaky breath and looks over at me. “I’m sad to be leaving you. That’s all.”
It’s not the truth, but I let it go. “Let me grab your bag and walk you in,” I say, trying to help ease the transition.
It’s Sunday, and we’ve got plans to have a dinner and movie night, but it’s hours away. She said she wanted to go home and change and get fresh clothes, and then we could meet up again. For some reason, though, I have this fear of letting her out of my sight. Maybe it’s because we shared something so beautiful and deep last night that I don’t want it to end. But my gut is pushing, saying something different.
“No!” she says quickly, but then she softens it. “No, that’s okay. My dad is probably still sleeping. I don’t want to wake him.”
“Lily, I’m going to walk you to your door. I made love to you last night. I plan on being the man in your life until the end of time. I don’t care about your house, or money, or anything like that. I’m going to be your husband one day, babe,” I say, caressing her cheek. Her eyes snap to mine in shock, but I keep going. “You’re mine and I’m yours. Nothing will ever change that.”
I don’t wait for her answer as I grab her bag out of the back and then jump out, going around to her side and opening the door. I help her out and then hold her hand as we walk up her driveway to her front door. She takes a deep breath and turns to me, about to say goodbye when the door opens behind her.
A man who looks old enough to be Lily’s grandfather swings it open and glares at her. He’s wearing a dirty shirt and pants. The smell of alcohol hits me, and I tighten my grip on Lily’s hand.
“Where the fuck have you been, you little slut?” he slurs and stumbles against the door frame.
Before I have a chance to react, he jolts forward and lashes out at her. A second too late, I pull her back, and he manages to graze the side of her face with the back of his hand.
I recover quickly, pulling her behind my body and standing in front of her, shielding her from her father.
“Lily, go get in the Jeep,” I say through clenched teeth. I don’t want her to see what’s about to happen.
“Ren,” she whispers barely loud en
ough for her to be heard, but the drunk cuts her off.
“Oh, is this what you were doing?” he says, looking me up and down like I’m the trash. “Hope you had a good time. This isn’t some hotel you can check in and out of like a whore.” He sneers at me, the look of disgust clear. He takes a step forward and I don’t move. “I can't stand the sight of her anymore. She’s nothing but a reminder of what I lost, and I’m tired of it.”
“Lily, get in the Jeep and lock the doors, babe. No matter what you hear, you stay inside there,” I say, not taking my eyes off him. I keep my words soft, because the last thing she needs right now is something harsh. Her hands tremble against my back, but a second passes, and I hear her whisper, “Okay.”
I stand there, the two of us unmoving as I listen for her steps, and then the door to the Jeep closes. After I know she’s safe, I take a menacing step forward. Her dad blinks a few times as if seeing me clearly for the first time. He notices my size and takes a step back. I follow him step for step. Every time he retreats, I close in. Until eventually we are in the living room of the house, and I kick the door shut behind me without even glancing at it. No, my eyes are glued to him.
“Get the hell out of my house,” he says with a confidence I know he doesn’t feel.
“You laid your hands on my woman, the love of my life. So I’m going to lay my hands on you.”
I pull back, and as hard as I can I backhand him across the face—what he did to her. He flies back and lands against a table by the door. For a second, I think back to the bruise on Lily’s back and all the other ones since. The ones she kept brushing off, saying she was clumsy. This man gave them to her. And I’m going to pay him back tenfold.