Every Moment with You_Redeeming Love

by J. E. Parker

  He looked at me like I was crazy. “You think I don’t want this? I want this more than anything. I just don’t want you to feel like you have to do this because you’re leaving…”

  I placed my finger over his mouth. “No. We’re not thinking about that. Much less talking about it.” Tonight, was the only thing that mattered. I’d worry about tomorrow, well, tomorrow.

  Hendrix blew out a breath. His body shook from the constant restraint of holding himself back while pleasuring me. For a second, I felt guilty. Then I remembered we were just getting started.

  “Just tell me you’re sure.”

  “If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have gone to the clinic and been put on birth control.” I kissed his jaw then his chin. His stubble covered face scraped against my sensitive and swollen lips. “Take me, Hendrix. I’m yours.”

  “That mean I don’t have to wear a condom?”

  I squirmed beneath him. “No condom. We’re protected.”

  “Fuck…” Closing his eyes, Hendrix inhaled. “I love you, Maddie. More than anything in this entire fucking world.”

  “I love you too.”

  “Wrap your legs around me.” I did as he asked and wrapped my legs around his hips. “I know this is gonna hurt but I’ll go slow. I’ll try to be easy.” He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance and my heart raced. This was really happening. He hesitated. “Fuck, I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “It’s okay,” I said, rubbing one of my hands down his back while I slid the other between us and wrapped my hand around the base of his cock.

  If I didn’t give him the push he needed he’d hesitate forever. Hendrix wasn’t scared of many things but he was terrified of hurting me, even when there was no way around it. Like now.

  “Slow, baby,” I instructed him, giving him the push he needed.

  He nodded. With his eyes locked with mine he began to push his length into me. I flinched from the burn but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

  At least … not yet.

  “You’re tight as hell…” His words were choppy and guttural sounding.

  I clenched my eyes shut and tried to relax my muscles as he surged forward. Inch by painful inch, he moved. Halfway in, I felt full. He stopped, the head of his cock prodding at my barrier. I tensed.

  “Relax, baby. I’m going to push through it, get it over with fast as I can.”

  I nodded and took a deep breath. “I’m ready.”

  I wasn’t ready.

  Hendrix shoved forward, tearing through my flesh and destroying the last shred of my innocence. I gasped, and he stilled. I didn’t want to cry but damn I couldn’t help it.

  It really hurt.

  Tears spilled from my eyes, and Hendrix leaned down, kissing them away. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

  Fully seated inside of me, he caressed my arms and kissed my face. Over and over he whispered how much he loved me in my ear. Minutes passed, and after what felt like forever, the sharp pain that had consumed me ebbed, transforming into a dull throb.

  Hendrix, completely still atop me, watched my face, regret swimming across his handsome features. “You okay?”

  I nodded. I was okay. Or at least I would be.

  “I’m fine,” I said, moving my hips a few centimeters to test for pain. It still hurt but not terribly, and underneath the pain was the promise of something more.

  Something more that I wanted to experience.

  “I won’t move until you tell me to,” he said, pressing his cheek against mine. I smiled. I knew he wouldn’t. I wasn’t a guy, and, obviously, I didn’t have a dick, but I knew it was hard for him to hold himself still while buried deep inside of me.

  I didn’t want to make him wait any longer.

  I needed him to move just as much as he needed to.

  Running my hands over his shoulders and entwining my fingers behind his neck, I whispered, “Move, baby. Just go slow.”

  “You sure?”

  I nodded once. “Move, handsome.”

  He withdrew, moving no faster than a snail’s pace. It was tender, more sore than painful, as he pulled out of me, leaving only the head of his cock still inside. I counted to two before he slowly pushed forward again.

  It no longer felt like I was being stabbed with a dull knife, but it still ached.

  Slowly—so slowly—he continued to move.

  Repeating the motion twice more, his massive body shook above mine, and a different feeling took hold.

  “Oh God,” I moaned, the first wave of pleasure rolling through me, awaking nerves that, until that moment, I’d never known existed. “That feels so good.”

  Hendrix cursed. “Good, ’cause it sure as fuck feels good to me.”

  “Harder,” I begged, wanting to test the limits of what my body could take.

  It was slower than before, but I could feel my body building towards an explosion. I knew, just from the way my nerve endings screamed as Hendrix dragged his hard cock along them, that this orgasm would wreck me.

  Hendrix, who had been mostly quiet up to that point, groaned as he picked up the pace. His near frantic thrusts pushed me higher and higher toward the explosion I craved.

  The pain became all but a distant memory.

  I moaned. I cried. I urged him on. “Harder. Faster. Deeper.”

  I wanted him buried so far inside of me that I wouldn’t know where I began and he ended.

  Arms tensed, he slammed into me. Hard. “I can’t hold on much longer, pretty girl,” Hendrix grunted as he gripped the sheets in his fists. “I’m going to come.”

  I shook my head frantically. “No! Please wait for me!” I didn’t know if it would be possible since it was our first time but I wanted us to come together.

  He nodded once. Quick. Jerky. Reaching down, he placed his middle finger against my soaked center and pressed down. Nerves deep inside of me fired off in response and I screamed.

  “Yes!”

  “You like that?”

  Lungs completely frozen, I jerked my head down once.

  “Then you’ll love this.”

  Using his free hand, he grabbed my breast and squeezed. He was so much taller than me that it took some maneuvering but he managed to pull my nipple in his mouth while keeping his cock lodged deep inside of me.

  And then he sucked. Hard.

  It was all I needed.

  For the second time that night, I exploded. My world ripped apart at the seams in a melody of bright colors and pulses of pure pleasure. Above me, Hendrix roared as his cock swelled and I felt the first pulse of his warmth bathe my insides.

  It was almost enough to set me off again.

  Spent and panting for breath, Hendrix dropped down, his weight covering me in a blanket of warmth and protection. I loved it. Loved him.

  “Fucking Christ, Maddie,” he panted, his sweat mixing with mine where our chests touched.

  I laughed. I was so happy; I couldn’t contain it any longer.

  Hendrix looked at me with his eyebrows arched and the goofiest grin I’d ever seen plastered across his face. Then he laughed too before dropping his head and gluing his lips to mine. I tasted the sweat coating his upper lip as he nipped at my lips with his teeth.

  Minutes seemed to pass in the blink of an eye and I broke my mouth away from his.

  With him still inside of me, I said, “You’ve got to pull out, baby. It’s beginning to ache.”

  And it was. No longer overridden by pleasure, the dull throbbing had become more noticeable.

  He pulled out and a gush of fluid followed.

  I cringed. Because, uh, gross.

  Hendrix pushed himself to his hands and knees. “Stay here.” He climbed off the bed, walked out of his bedroom and down the hall. Where in the hell is he going? His retreat gave me a fantastic view of his naked butt but he couldn’t walk around the house naked! What if Pop came home early?

  That would be real fun to explain…

  Seconds later, he returned, a wet and warm washc
loth in his hand. He walked over to the side of the bed. “Spread your legs.”

  I did as he said and he placed one knee on the edge of the mattress before wiping the mess we’d created from my thighs and core.

  He was so damn sweet.

  Tossing the soiled cloth into the hamper, he climbed back into bed beside me. Sliding one arm under my head, he wrapped the other around my waist and pulled me into him. “You staying here tonight?”

  “Is Pop coming home?”

  He shook his head. I should have known. Hendrix never let Pop anywhere near me unless it was unavoidable.

  “I’d like to as long as you want me to. Daddy isn’t off shift until the morning, and Grandmama will be in bed by eight. She’ll never know.”

  “Hell yes, I want you to, Maddie. I want to spend every moment with you, from here until forever.”

  I melted at his words. “Good, because I want to spend every moment with you too.”

  He kissed the tip of my nose. “That’s what I like to hear, pretty girl.”

  My eyes grew heavy as I snuggled into him; his arms tightened around me until it was almost painful. I didn’t mind though. I never minded when he held me. “I love you, Hendrix,” I said, yawning.

  He squeezed me again. “Love you too, Maddie. Always have. Always will.”

  My last though before falling asleep? We didn’t even use the lube.

  Hendrix

  Maddie was leaving. In less than two hours, my girl would be gone.

  Another city. Another state. Over four hundred miles away.

  Goddamn it!

  I couldn’t do this.

  I told her I could, but there was no way. It just wasn’t possible.

  How dumb could I have been?

  Life without Maddie? Hell no.

  Beside my bed, I paced. Back and forth. Back and forth.

  My eyes were bloodshot, my hair in disarray. I hadn’t slept all night. Not a single wink. All I’d done was hold Maddie close and watch her rest. I didn’t want to miss a moment of being with her. God knows I was about to miss a hell of a lot of moments when Keith packed up his truck, loaded her in the cab, and drove her away.

  Straight to Nashville, Tennessee. Vanderbilt University.

  College.

  How the hell am I supposed to do this?

  We’d never been apart. Not since we were seven and eight years old. I wasn’t sure either of us could stand it—could survive it.

  But we had to. I had to. Because I’d made a promise.

  Goddamn, why had I promised?

  Because it’s her dream, you fucking idiot!

  I kept pacing. Back and forth. Back and forth.

  Maddie continued to sleep, completely unmoving and oblivious to the world crashing around me. Around us.

  The sun had yet to rise, but it didn’t matter. It was coming. And with it, her departure.

  I stopped pacing and looked down at her. She was beautifully spread out on my bed; her chestnut hair fanned out over my pillows. I’d waited so long to see her there, exactly the way she was right then. Now that I’d been given a taste of how sweet it all could be I didn’t know if I could live without it.

  But I had to, because in a matter of hours, I’d have to let her go.

  My entire reason for existing was leaving.

  For. The. Next. Four. Fucking. Years!

  From the nightstand, my cell phone rang. I lunged for it, grabbing it before it could wake her up. I silenced the ringer and glanced at the caller ID.

  Keith Davis.

  Shit. It was Maddie’s dad.

  Giving her one last look, I walked out of my room and into the hall before answering. If I let the call go to voicemail, he would beat down my door in two minutes flat.

  That’s the last thing I wanted.

  Accepting the call, I answered. “Yeah.”

  I heard papers rustling in the background. “Got an interesting story for you, Hendrix.” I listened. “Left the station early so I could get home to make sure Maddie got everything packed and loaded into the truck on time.” Fuck! “Imagine my surprise when I went upstairs to check on her and she wasn’t there. Her bed hasn’t been slept in all night. You know anything about that?”

  There wasn’t any point in lying. He already knew the truth. “She stayed with me.”

  “I figured as much. And what would my daughter be doing at your house in the middle of the night?”

  Did he want the truth or a lie? I wasn’t one to lie, but in this situation, I didn’t think he’d be pleased to hear about all the dirty shit I’d done to his little girl the night before. So, instead, I went with, “Sleeping.” Technically, not a lie. “What else would she be doing?”

  “Don’t really want to think about it. All I know is that you better have my daughter on my front porch within the hour. If not, you can kiss your chances of getting into the Fire Academy goodbye.”

  Dick.

  I tugged at the ends of my hair in frustration.

  “I’m not kidding, Hendrix. I know you. Know you’re beside yourself trying to think of a way to stop this, but don’t bother. You both decided she would accept the full ride Vanderbilt was offering her. It’s too late to back out now. You’ll just have to deal with it, and find a way to make it work.”

  Just deal with it.

  Find a way to make it work.

  Future father-in-law or not, Keith Davis was lucky he wasn’t standing in front of me. If he was, I would have knocked his teeth down his throat. He had no idea, no damn idea, how hard I was trying to find a way to deal with it and make it work. Asshole.

  “Yeah. I got it, Keith. Don’t worry; I’ll have my girl home within the hour.”

  I didn’t wait for him to reply before I hung up.

  Maddie may have been his daughter, but she was going to be my wife.

  It was high time he understood that.

  My head pounded; my blood pressure through the roof.

  Turning on my heel, I stormed back into the room. Once through the threshold, I stopped in my tracks. “Hey, baby.”

  Maddie stood beside my bed. Naked.

  “Was that my dad?”

  I nodded, words failing me. Her hair was a mess, her eyes sleepy, and imprints left by my pillow marred the side of her face. Still, she was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen.

  “What did he say?”

  I stared.

  And then I stared some more.

  Maddie shifted, one hand going to her hip and the other covering her chest. I didn’t like that one bit.

  “Hendrix.”

  She stepped forward, closing the space between us. “What did he say?”

  I heard her speaking but didn’t comprehend what she was saying.

  “Damn it, Hendrix.” She huffed, stepping closer and grabbing my wrist with her hand. “What did he say?”

  I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts running through my head. How was I supposed to think, much less talk, when she was standing not even three feet in front of me with no damn clothes on?

  “He wants you home.”

  Her face dropped. “How much time do we have?”

  I gritted my teeth and my temple pulsed. “Less than an hour.”

  “That’s just enough time.”

  “Enough time for what?”

  Maddie smiled. “Enough time for me to cook you breakfast. But first,” she said, turning in a circle, “I need my glasses. I don’t know how I managed to make it all the way over here last night without wearing them. I’m surprised I didn’t fall on my face.”

  She dropped both of her arms and walked over to my nightstand. Pulling open the top drawer, she sifted through the contents.

  I stared as she continued to dig, searching for the spare pair of glasses she kept there. But then it hit me. She wasn’t supposed to be in that drawer!

  I jumped forward and slammed the drawer shut, almost taking off her fingers. Didn’t matter though. I was too late.

  She’d already found
it.

  Fuck!

  Maddie turned around, her face whiter than a ghost, a little square box clutched in her right hand.

  “Hendrix.” Her voice was sweet. Quiet. Unbelieving. “What is this?”

  She knew what it was. Maddie wasn’t stupid. Hence the full ride academic scholarship to Vanderbilt. I crossed my arms over my chest. That is not how I wanted this to go, but it was what it was.

  “You know what it is.”

  She turned around, blowing out a breath. “When… When were you planning on giving it … t-to me?”

  She was so flustered she could barely speak. Hopefully that was a good thing.

  “Today. Before you left.”

  She nodded. The movement was so light it was barely noticeable. “Can I see it?”

  Her eyes left the box, and she looked at me. Tears swam in those shining green depths.

  “Yeah, baby, you can.” I walked over to her, extending my hand. “Give it here.”

  With shaking hands, she gave me the box. I took it from her and she dropped her hands in front of her, clasping her fingers together. I looked around the room, not knowing how I was going to do this. Like I said, this was not how I planned for this to go.

  Maddie deserved better. But what could I do?

  “Come here, pretty girl,” I said, taking her by the hand and leading her to my desk chair in the corner. “Sit here.”

  She lowered herself into the chair. Still naked, her heavy breasts swayed with her movements. I chuckled. I was about to propose to the girl I’d loved all my life with my cock and balls hanging out and her tits in my face.

  Yeah, not how I saw this going.

  Wasn’t really complaining though.

  Maddie knew it was coming, she had to have, but she still gasped when I dropped to one knee in front of her. I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer, begging God not to let me fuck this up like I did everything else.

  She deserved for this to be perfect.

  Well, as perfect as it could be under the circumstances.

  “Maddie, you know how much I love you.”

  She nodded. Lifting her hands to cover her mouth, she looked down at me. Her tear streaked eyes were filled with hope. “You’re my everything. My girl. My best friend. My entire world.”

  Tears. There were so many tears.

  “I’ve fucked up countless times, but you’ve loved me through it all. You’ve never left my side even when you probably should have.” I was not on the verge of crying. Those were not tears forming in my eyes. Nah. “And when I kiss you, I swear I can taste the next sixty years of my life on your lips. But what’s more important, when I look at you, I can see it.”