“I’ll never be worn out for this.” He pushed back onto the bed, bringing my body with his so I was now straddling him. I rocked my hips against the hardness that was poking into me and smiled as I watched him squirm beneath me. “You know, I think I should punish you for waking me up.”
I ground my hips one more time before pulling back and hovering over his body, sure to make no contact what so ever. I dipped my head down, my hair swirling across his chest as I flicked my tongue across each of his nipples and licked a trail up his chest.
I stopped at his neck, which I had learned early on was one of the spots that seemed to drive him wild, and nipped lightly at his skin. He arched his hips up, snaking his arm around my waist to try to pull me back down, but I moved upwards just in time.
“I don’t think so mister, I’m in control now.” I worked my way back down his body, reexamining each place with my tongue as I went. I had him squirming like a fish underneath me, and it caused me to be a little gleeful. Normally, it was always the other way around.
I sat back on my knees, looking down at him as he lay stretched out on the starch white bed. The rose petals had long ago been pushed to the floor after hours of us rolling around with each other. He looked so beautiful laying there like that, his arms outstretched over his head, the taut muscles in his stomach jutting out. He had a light stubble across his jaw; I loved it the most when it was like that. I always told him it made him look a little more masculine.
“Okay, your control time is over.” He sat up abruptly and spun me around once again, pinning me against the bed. He moved my hands above my head, clasping my wrists together with one hand and gripping my hip with the other. “You’re such a fucking tease. I just wanted a quickie and then we could go back to sleep. Now I’m wide-awake. You really didn’t want to fully wake up the beast.” He thrust his hips into me, just the tip of him brushing against me, but it was enough to make me squirm. “But I really can’t wait any longer.” He slipped into me easily, pulling my knees over his shoulders as he went deeper.
We both let out a loud sigh as our bodies adjusted to each other’s quickly once again, and I threw my head back, soaking up the feeling. He pulled back, almost to the point of being completely out before he slammed back into me, thrusting in deeper than I think I had ever felt before in my life.
My insides were quivering as I tried to ride it out, but I could feel it building as I moaned out his name. I was sure my nails were leaving marks as I held on, digging them into his back as he pounded into me. I came undone underneath him, yelling out his name as I came down from the high. His thrusting became erratic as he leaned down, whispering incoherent words into my ear, and I felt him shudder into me.
We both lay there, panting together, our bodies still connected before he slowly pulled out of me and rolled over, curling my body around his. He smoothed back my matted down hair, placing a kiss at my temple. “Best sex of my life. Every single time with you. You’re unbelievable.”
“Why thank you, you aren’t too bad yourself.” He snorted and reached out to flick my nipple. “You know I’m the best you ever had. Don’t try to deny it.”
“Okay, I won’t.” He curled his arm around my waist, pulling my body closer to his. I could all ready feel my eyes drifting shut. I was really exhausted now, and I had a pretty good idea that I would be sleeping in late.
I felt Justin’s mouth brush against my ear right before I drifted off and he whispered, “I love you, so damn much, Della.” I thought at first I had either dreamt it or had been hearing things, but once he whispered it again, I knew it was real. “And I love you too,” I murmured into his chest before letting sleep overtake me and it being ones of the most peaceful one I’ve had in a long time.
Chapter 18
I could feel his eyes on me as soon as I woke up, so I kept mine closed, lying as still as possible. I really just wanted to see what he would do next. The first wakeup call this morning had been amazing, I wondered if he could top it.
I felt his fingers glide across my bare arm and then he hooked one around the finger that held my ‘wedding ring’. It might have been silly, but when he won a gaudy looking ring at the arcade, and shyly put it on my finger, I decided I wasn’t going to take it off. He had insisted over and over again last night that I need to get rid of it or my finger would probably fall off or end up turning green. But I didn’t care.
I felt something glide across my lips before he stuck his finger in, and I tasted a strawberry jelly, just touching the tip of my tongue. He sighed loudly when I still didn’t open my eyes, and I knew that he was starting to get frustrated with me. The anticipation was killing me.
The next time my mouth was opened, I felt his warm tongue enter it and could taste the strawberry jelly on the tip. I sucked all of it off into my own mouth.
“Mmm,” I moaned into his mouth, threading my hands around his neck to pull him closer. He deepened the kiss, just like I wanted, and sank his body down on top of mine. My hands immediately moved to the band of his pajama pants, but he stopped them quickly. “I really like your thinking,” he said against my lips, moving my hand to the side. “But you really need to get that cute ass of yours up for the day.”
I sat up with a groan and looked at the alarm clock sitting next to the bed. “Why in the hell did you let me sleep so late?”
“I figured you needed the rest after last night. And this morning,” he added.
“Well, yeah. You’re like the freakin’ Energizer Bunny. Do you have an off switch?” Not that I really minded.
“Not when it comes to you, I don’t think it’s possible. You really do need to get up though, we need to get back on the road.”
“All right.” I wrapped the sheet around my body and stood up, digging through my bag to pull out clothes. I really wished we could stay here for the rest of break, but I knew we needed to get back. I would be spending most of the time with my grandparents who seemed to like Justin, and he would finally be meeting my mother. I wasn’t really sure how Justin would react when that happened. He wasn’t exactly the kind of guy who kept quiet about things, especially when it came to me.
“Are you going to join me in the shower?” I asked from the bathroom doorway, and he smiled at the question, jumping to his feet immediately. “That sounds like an excellent idea.”
The expansive bathroom was filled with steam quickly. I stepped under one of the many shower heads in the huge tiled area, the water trickling down my back. I watched Justin through the glass door who wasted no time in stripping out of his clothes and ducking into the shower.
I couldn’t resist touching him as soon as he stepped in. His arms instantly went around my waist as the water rained down us, and I rested my head on his chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat as he held me. I could feel his hardness pushing into me, but he made no attempt to do anything about it. He made it clear last night that just because we were now having sex, didn’t mean that’s all our relationship was going to be about.
He grabbed the bottle of complimentary shampoo and attempted to wash his hair one handed so he wouldn’t have to let go of me, but I grabbed the bottle from him with a quiet giggle. “Here, let me.”
He watched me with hooded eyes as I soaped up my hands and stood on my tiptoes to massage it into his scalp. I could tell that he was getting even more excited, but somehow he was able to reel it in. Who knew a hair wash could be that much of a turn on?
I tipped his head back to rinse out all of the suds and then grabbed onto the bar of soap and the washcloth, crouching down to my knees to start at his feet and work my way up. He somehow managed to stand there, still as a statue while I rubbed down every single part of his body with a silent smile.
Once I was finished, I pushed him gently under the water to rinse off, and he grabbed the washcloth out of my hands.
“Your turn, I think you’ve been a very dirty girl.” I smirked at him as he repeated the same process on my body, but I wasn’t able to maintain as muc
h control as he had. He was literally driving me insane. My body was on fire at his every touch.
When he parted my legs, I bit back a moan, tilting my head backwards and squeezing my eyes shut. My body trembled beneath his hands, wanting more, needing more. His hands disappeared suddenly, and when I peaked my eyes open he was reaching to turn off the water. I let out a loud groan, slapping my hand on top of his to stop him from doing so and he turned back, a confused look on his face. “You aren’t ready to get out?”
I shook my head sharply, reaching down to grab onto his erection. “No, I think we should finish something first.” I licked my bottom lip and smiled up at him. I knew there was no way he could tell me no.
My hand moved up and down for a few minutes but he had a pained expression on his face like he couldn’t take it any longer. He quickly removed my hand, shoving me lightly against the wall. His mouth landed on one of my breasts, sucking my nipple into his mouth and pinching the other one between his fingers as I pushed against him, wrapping one leg around his waist. I couldn’t get close enough to him.
He moved to the next one, and I moaned out his name, grinding myself into him at a frenzied pace. I needed him now. “You wet for me, princess?” he asked, brushing his lips against my jaw and then moving to twirl his tongue onto my ear. He reached one finger down to find that I was more than ready and stilled my hips, grabbing my other leg to wrap it tightly around his waist.
He slowly impaled me just as our lips met to devour each other. I could tell that this was going to be over quick for the both of us, and I could tell that Justin was trying to make it last longer, but that was not what I needed right now. I moved my hips in a quick, circular motion as he ran his hands up my sides, past my breasts, and finally stopped at my hair, twisting his hands into it.
I could see the hunger in his eyes as he grabbed onto my hips to quicken the pace even more, reaching down one of his hands to that one spot that got me every time. My eyes popped open, staring deep into his as he groaned against my lips.
My movements became jerky as I felt that pure bliss taking over my body, and I clenched around him. He continued to pound into my body, spilling his release into me as he lightly nipped at my neck. My legs went limp, sliding down his body and we both collapsed onto the floor of the shower, letting the now cold water cool are sweaty bodies.
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After we finally made it out of the shower and managed to throw some clothes on, Justin ran around the room jamming our clothes into our bags as quick as he could. We’re supposed to be at my grandparents this afternoon to meet up with my mom for lunch, something we were both totally looking forward to so much, but I knew Justin really didn’t want to make a bad impression no matter how big of a bitch she was.
He was also meeting my dad for the first time, but I wasn’t so worried about that one. What I was really worried about was how my parents would interact after all of these years of barely talking to one another.
“C’mon princess,” he yelled into the bathroom. “You know I think you look beautiful with or without makeup, we don’t have time for your primping shit.”
“All right, I’m coming, Mr. Impatient,” I replied, clutching the makeup bag in my hands and shoving it into my suitcase. I grabbed a danish before rolling my suitcase to the door, and he followed closely behind, practically pushing me out of the door.
By the time we are into the car and he had my grandparents address popped into the GPS, it informed us that we would be arriving thirty minutes late. “I can make that up easily.” He squealed out of the parking lot, laughing when he saw me clutching onto the door as he whipped through the deserted town. “Chill baby, I’m going to do this for a living some day. Who do you think taught me how to drive?”
“You would think that your dad would warn you against driving like that, being a cop and all,” I muttered, before relaxing a bit as he merged onto the highway. I pulled out my phone, tapping at a few times before tucking it in between my legs.
“God, I wish I was that phone right now,” he said, shifting in his seat, while giving me a sideways glance.
“Don’t even think about it buddy. You aren’t getting any kind of rewards from me on the way back, times a ticking, and you don’t need to be distracted.” His bottom lip stuck out into a pout, and I laughed at his puppy-dog expression. “I texted Grams to tell her to kill some time for us, I’m sure she can make it happen, so we don’t end up getting a ticket.”
I spotted an expensive looking rental car as soon as we pulled into the driveway, only about five minutes late. Justin must have seen my hesitation because he scooped up my hand, kissing each finger as he went. I could tell he was nervous too.
He looked even sexier than usual in his dark washed jeans and long-sleeved navy shirt that seemed to make his gray eyes shine brighter. His hair was tucked under one of his favorite black beanies, and I smiled when he tugged it off quickly and ran a hand through his hair. He was chewing on his lip where his lip ring normally was, and I could tell that it was all ready raw. But he was trying to be supportive for me and that made me fall in love with him even more.
My mother sat stiffly on the front porch, dressed in a crème colored pant suit, her dirty blonde hair, that was so similar to mine, pulled into a tight bun at the nape of her neck. She gave me something that I think was supposed to resemble a smile, and I figured she had more Botox injections since the last time I had seen her.
“Adelaide,” she said, flicking a quick glance behind me at Justin, whose hand was at the small of my back. “So nice you could grace us with your presence this afternoon.” No hug, no how are you, but I really hadn’t expected it.
“Sorry, we were running a little behind.” I turned around to smile at Justin and pulled forward on his hand. “You could have gone inside without me. I’m sure everyone would have been so excited to see you.”
“I’m sure,” she scoffed, as she eyed Justin a little more closely, a flirty smile playing on her lips. Of course she was going to flirt with my boyfriend, what mother wouldn’t?
“This is Justin Parker, Justin my mother, Lillian Conklin.” He stuck out a hand and she politely held hers out, holding onto his hand for longer than necessary.
“Well, let me just say hi to Grams and Grandpa and we can head out for lunch. Do you know if Dad’s here yet?”
“Hopefully not,” I heard her mutter before I opened the door and pulled my suitcase inside. Justin stayed on the front porch with my mother, and I could hear her making some kind of small talk. At least she wasn’t treating him like he was the scum on the bottom of her stilettos like I had expected, even though there would be no reason.
I breathed out a sigh of relief as soon as I stepped inside, the scents of cookies wafting from the kitchen, mixed with the cinnamon potpourri Grams always kept around the house. I found Grandpa sitting on the couch, staring out the front window with a scowl on his face. “Is that mother of yours too good to come in here or something?”
“She thinks she is,” I replied. “Sorry, I have no idea what her issue is.”
“That’s all right, Della. Not your fault.” He stood up to give me a hug and grabbed my suitcase for me. “Did that fella of yours surprise you?”
He had, but I was even more surprised that Grandpa knew anything about it. “Yeah, it was nice,” I answered vaguely.
“Good, I knew you would love the beach. He called last week to talk to your grandmother and me for a bit and ask for permission to take you on a little getaway. I thought it sounded like a fine idea.”
Say what? “Well, I guess I owe you two a little of thanks then. He certainly did surprise me.”
“He’s a fine young man, has a good head on shoulders. Someone I could see you spending your future with.”
Well the surprises just kept on coming over and over again. “That he is. I’m glad you think so too. Is Grams around? I wanted to say hi before I left.”
He pointed up the stairs and shook his head. “She’s takin
g a nap, said she could feel a headache coming on once Lillian showed up in that fancy car of hers.”
Now that he mentioned it, I could feel one coming on too. I wonder if anyone would notice if I snuck upstairs for a nap. “All right then, we’ll catch up later. I’ll see you in a bit.”
I walked back out onto the porch just in time to see my mother throwing her head back in laughter at something Justin said. The sight was strange and one I definitely wasn’t used to.
“Oh, Adelaide, I think you have yourself a keeper here,” she purred, batting her eyelashes. If Justin was worth more money, I’m sure she would be trying to steal him for herself for an upgrade.
“Well, are you two ready for lunch? Where is Mia by the way?”
“She’s here,” my mother replied blandly. “She decided to wait in the car.”
Something about my mother’s tone told me she wasn’t too happy that Mia was along for the trip. It was surprising to say the least since Mia had always been the perfect one.
Justin kissed me on the tip of the nose before holding the back door open for me as I slid in, making room for him. His hand settled into my lap as he slammed the door shut, and I looked towards the front passenger seat. “Hi, M-” her name died on my lips as she spun around, lowering her sunglasses down, while completely ignoring me, and her eyes landed on Justin. “Well, hello there sexy. Are you sure you don’t want to sit up here with me? I’m sure I can make room.”
Chapter 19
Lunch had been…awkward. My mother had surprisingly been talkative, I think mainly due to the fact that she was trying to distract me from staring openmouthed at Mia. Or whoever it was that had showed up with my mother, because it most certainly was not my perfect step sister.
Gone was the glossy, waist length chestnut hair that I had always been jealous of, along with the light makeup she had always worn. She must have decided to switch her favorite store from Preppy’s R Us to Sluts R Us.
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