“I wanted to give you a present.” She bit her lip and smiled at him. A wavy strand of her hair twisted in her fingers.
Devon’s eyes swept over her, sparkling and burning. His breath stalled as he drank in the sight of her.
“You invited me here for lunch,” he said with a smirk.
“Oh, that’s right,” she purred. “It’s over there.” She nodded her head towards the kitchen with a playful half-grin.
Devon walked into the house and pressed one hand into his pocket, looking towards the counter. Devon’s eyes narrowed as he spotted a single can of whipped cream. Erin had already been driving him crazy. Now flashing visions of spraying whipped cream all over her golden, glistening body was driving him into a state of delirium.
“I hope you brought your appetite.” She gave him a devilish grin.
Devon took a deep breath and took in the full vision before him. His eyes widened as he watched Erin reach for the whipped cream. She licked her lips as she prowled up to him. “Are you hungry?” she purred.
“Oh my.” His breath hitched.
Erin’s eyes sparkled as she shook the can and sprayed some on her index and middle fingers. She sucked her fingers with her soft, full lips.
She sprayed her fingers again and placed them to Devon’s lips.
“Taste. It’s sooo good.”
Devon pressed her fingers to his mouth and slowly licked the whipped cream from her fingers, pulling her into his mouth, sucking on her fingers and the delicious sweet taste of her skin mixed with the frothy sweet cream. Devon licked her fingers clean; his cheeks dented as he sucked on her fingers in a delicious indulgence.
He moved his mouth from her fingers to her hand, and to her wrist, and then gently pulled her closer to him, wrapping his long arm around her waist, and pressing his lips to hers, lightly tasting the cream on her lips with his tongue.
“Is this dessert before lunch?” he asked.
“This is dessert and lunch. I hope you don’t mind,” she hummed.
“You’re the only thing I’m hungry for right now. I could eat you up right here.”
Erin dabbed some whipped cream on her finger, dubbed it on his nose, and licked it off. “I could say the same about you.” Her sweet voice burned into him.
~Erin~
Devon pulled my body close to his, and nibbled and licked my ear, trailing warm kisses down my neck. I sighed as my hair cascaded down the curve of my back as I tilted my head. Tingles spread through my body from his touch, concentrating in my center. I pulled my legs around his to feel him against me.
Devon supported me with his powerful arm as he leaned into me, kissing my neck and shoulders and inhaling my scent. “You taste sweeter than the whipped cream,” he breathed while burying kisses from my ear to my collarbone.
I leaned in and kissed him, pushing through the seam of his lips with my tongue while feeling the round, muscular globes of his ass. My hard nipples pressed against his chest as we kissed, causing me to mew and moan as we devoured each other with hot, hungry kisses.
“Take me upstairs,” I hissed as Devon seared my neck with his soft warm tongue and lips.
His tongue glided down to my breasts. “I won’t make it upstairs. I want you now,” he rumbled with hot breaths on my skin. Devon licked and kissed my hard nipples, nibbling through the thin lace. I panted and kneaded my fingers through his hair as I tilted my head up, letting what felt like liquid fire pour through me.
Devon clawed for my dress straps, pulled the straps down and feasted his eyes on my taut breasts throbbing with need for him. He suckled on each, going from one to the other as I arched my back into him and gasped. My hands spilled over his broad shoulders and back as he devoured me. His hot slick tongue sent shudders down my spine and made my legs twitch against him.
“You are so goddamn beautiful. Every time I see you, I want you. You are so damn perfect you drive me crazy.” Devon pressed his mouth against my hard nipple, and trailed kisses back up to my shoulders and neck, and then devoured my mouth with his lips and tongue like a hungry animal. “I have to have you, Erin. You are driving me crazy.”
Devon unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt, and I moved my hands over the muscular contours of his chest, sliding my other hand towards his and working the remaining buttons. I slipped his shirt off and over his cast. He lifted his T-shirt over him and pulled it over his head and cast while I slipped it off and tossed it to the floor, revealing his muscled chest and broad shoulders. The sight of his muscular, long body made my whole body quiver. I ached with need for him as I pulled him close and ran my hands down his chest and stomach. “You are so beautiful,” I whispered into his ear. I clutched him closer, feeling his rippling muscles and warm flesh over my body. “I used to watch you last summer and thought about holding you like this. Now that you are here, you are driving me crazy. Now I want you, all of you.” My eyes raked over him with hot desire.
Devon lifted me up with one arm under my behind, and tasted my lips, sliding his tongue into my mouth and devouring me with kisses while holding my half-naked body close to his. He slid my body down his while kissing me, rubbing my erect nipples against his smooth, hard chest, the sensations driving me crazy. When my feet touched the floor, Devon slid the dress off me. It caught around the curves of my body as he moved his hands over me; he tugged it further down, and then dropped it as it shimmered down my legs and to the floor. He gripped my ass with his large hand, and pushed me into him possessively.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he planted hot kisses down my shoulder and towards my breasts. My body was in painful agony from his touch. “I can’t take it anymore, Devon. Touch me. Please. Inside.”
Devon moved my panties down and pressed his fingers into my flesh, saturated now from his touch. “You are so sweet and warm. So sexy.” I lifted my hips from his touch as I grasped his neck. My breathing was ragged and hot on his shoulder as I whimpered from his touch. His bulge hardened against my body. “You’re driving me crazy. I’m going to come if you keep this up,” he breathed.
“Take me then. Please!” I pleaded.
Devon’s fingers had found my swelling nub, and I writhed in agony in his arms. Devon laid me down on the couch as his erection bulged against his jeans. He whipped the belt off and unbuttoned his jeans. He pressed his shoes off with each foot, and twisted out of his jeans while leaning on the couch
“Hurry up,” I moaned.
Devon descended on my breasts and suckled my hard nipples, sliding his tongue over my shuddering body, finding my clit again with his fingers while kissing and nibbling on my nipples.
Every nerve in my body lit up with heat, and I could feel the climax build like a flood. My whole body was quivering now as I threw my head back and gasped. Devon laved his way down to the center of my body, tasting my skin, searing a path down my abdomen and towards my thigh. He moved to my hips and towards my center, tasting and licking my sex, causing fiery explosions to detonate in me as my body convulsed from his touch.
Devon lapped me up and pushed his tongue deeper inside of me, tasting my essence and finding my pulsing nub. I was lost in a white flash of detonating pleasure that swept over me as Devon lapped at my center again and again, his eyes hungry and aglow with savage desire.
Devon’s throbbing member was erect now against his boxer briefs, and he pulled them down to gain release. His erection towered and glistened. I gasped as he lowered himself onto me, pushing the head inside of my wet center, and entering me gently. “Oh, shit, forgot.”
“Don’t stop!” I cried. Devon had forgotten the condom, and he reached for his jeans to grab it. He gave it to me, and I ripped the package open and rolled the condom down his swelling member now pulsing with desire.
Devon eased into me again, and I straddled him with my legs, wanting to feel all of him inside me. Devon pushed into me with a powerful thrust, slamming into my wet hot channel, and burying himself inside me.
Devon’s groans echoed with my whi
mpers as his deep thrusts caused me to writhe in sweet agony. He claimed my entire body in primal savage thrusts that drove me to the brink of sanity and sent flashing waves of heat coursing through my body. The thrusts blended together and merged into a tidal wave of a blinding climax that claimed every nerve of my body and sent me to ecstasy.
Devon pounded me until he exploded inside my quivering body. He growled savagely as he came, a sweet release from the delightful torture that we exacted on each other this afternoon. He collapsed on top of me, holding his weight with his arm, and kissing me as I exhaled on him and smiled.
A sweaty sheen covered both of us as we sighed in pleasant relief.
Chapter Six
~Devon~
Devon was sitting at the table when Matt thumped into the diner with long, purposeful strides. “Hey, hey, what’s going on, superstar?” Matt gripped Devon’s hand over the table, threw his jacket into the booth and sat down, shaking the table.
“Hey, Matt. Have you gained more weight?”
“Fuck yeah, right where it counts.” He flexed his arm and pointed at his chest with the other hand.
“I’ll be glad when I can work out fully again.”
“So will I. We needed you, man. We got our asses kicked, and guess where?”
“I know, the defense. No matter how much you score, you lose.” Devon exhaled a light laugh.
“Exactly! This bullshit really screwed us up, man. No one has been able to replace you.”
Just then the waitress appeared. “The usual?” She glanced at Matt and then Devon with big brown eyes and back to her writing pad.
“Right, everything on it,” Devon said.
“Yeah, no onions on the burger,” Matt insisted.
“You got it,” she said as she wrote down the order.
“Thanks, baby.” Matt waggled his eyebrows as she smiled at him and ambled off.
“That’s so lame.” Devon laughed. “Besides, she’s a college girl.”
Matt grinned. “It works for me. Besides, we’ll be in college next year.”
“We’ll still get into a good college,” Devon added. “All is not lost.”
“That’s not guaranteed, dude. We lost three straight. This season is trashed.”
The waitress set the burgers and fries in front of both of them. “Will that be all?”
“Just your number, sweetie.” Matt flashed her a lopsided grin.
“I’m sorry, I don’t date high school boys. Maybe in a few years.” She smirked.
“Jailbait.” Devon snickered.
“Fuck you, Devon. I’m eighteen, dude.” Matt took a sip of his protein shake.
“There’s nothing I can do about this season,” Devon said getting back to the subject.
“Yes, there is.” Matt’s face tightened.
Devon pinched his brows. “What?”
“So now we know that Steve Pelton and his hooligans did this to you. Is that true?” Matt chomped off a quarter of his burger and grabbed some fries.
Devon glanced at Matt and back down at his food.
“People know, dude,” he said through bites of his burger. “He no longer shows up to science class according to Big Earl. He was bruised up for a couple of weeks. It’s not hard to figure out what’s going on. You fucked him up pretty good, dude!” Matt put his hand out for a high-five, and Devon just stared at him.
“Look, Matt, I told you this was taken care of. Don’t do anything stupid.” Devon blasted ketchup on his fries as he spoke.
“Listen to me, bro. We’ve lost three games straight. My scholarship is on the line. Not just mine, but others on the team. We had a shot and this punk fucked it up. Maybe it’s time we teach this little motherfucker a lesson he won’t forget.” Matt narrowed his eyes and stuffed his mouth with fries and took a swig of soda.
“You can still get a scholarship, Matt. It’s not about the record. You can’t just go around beating the shit out of people.” Devon bit into his burger.
“You’re the one to be talking.” Matt jutted his chin at Devon with a soda straw angled in the side of his mouth. “This affects all of us, not just you.”
“What good’s it going to do, Matt? You think doing something like this is going to help your chances? What’s it going to do?” Devon said with a sharp tone.
“You know what good it does! Sometimes the only thing people understand is a good ass-kicking. You did it yourself!” A group of people at the next table glanced Matt’s way at his raised voice.
“That’s different!” Devon was livid. “He was fucking with Erin and there is no way I was going to let that go. What would have happened to her if she did not run away? Huh? What would she do in class with that asshole sitting next to her? I did what I had to do!” The pain of the memory played across his face.
“So now he fucked with us,” Matt said.
“It’s way different, Matt. No one is in danger right now,” Devon, irritated by the comparison, said.
Matt shook his head. “Our futures were threatened.”
“No one can do that except you, Matt. And you are about to do it now if you do something stupid. Why don’t you just focus on you college applications?”
“Why are you protecting him?” Matt glared at Devon.
“I’m not protecting him. We had a deal, okay? No one snitches on anyone, and no one escalates this any further. He wanted his payback. He got it. This stops now. He agreed to it. If that keeps people safe, then it is worth it to me.”
Matt snatched a cluster of fries off his plate. “I wasn’t part of that deal,” he scoffed.
“I swear to God, Matt, if you fuck this up I won’t forgive you.” Devon frowned.
“You did this for her then,” Matt said clearly irritated.
“Of course I did it for her, man. You think I’m going to put her in danger for something as stupid as a losing football season? I made my choice, Matt. This is over. This is none of your business.”
“I can’t believe you just said that.” Matt stared at him in disbelief.
“Dude, it’s football. If you can’t handle a loss and figure out how to come back from a setback without blaming others then you don’t deserve a championship or a scholarship. Do you think winning is easy? This is what it’s all about. Overcoming obstacles and setbacks. That’s what this game is about, that’s what life is about—not winning and never losing.” Devon took a sip of soda over tightened lips.
“Thanks for the pep speech, Coach Lombardi, but there’s one obstacle I am about to remove.”
“Matt, don’t fuck this up.” Devon’s eyes returned to Matt’s. “You’ll screw things up for me, and you’ll screw up your own chances for college. Don’t do it. I’m not telling you again.” Devon’s glare burned through him.
“Is that a threat?”
“Don’t fuck with me, Matt, not this way.” His words tinged with pain, as if something close to him threatened to be ripped away forever.
Matt got up and pushed the table, pressing it into Devon’s arm. He stomped out of the restaurant without looking back.
Chapter Seven
~Erin~
For everything Devon was to me, he was also a paradox: he was everything good in my life along with all of my dark pleasures rolled into one. He was the one everyone trusted. He was the good boy next door who brought out the bad side of me. He was the source of love and the source of pain, a love so deep that it hurt not to be close to him.
My love for Devon became clearer with each passing day. I felt guilty about Devon risking his entire football season for me. But that’s the way he was, putting me first no matter what the cost.
Both of us still had a decent chance of getting into the same college. We had arranged to take advanced classes this year. We both had solid SAT scores that we had helped each other prepare for last spring. I wanted to do something in visual arts, and Devon wanted to take business with a focus on entrepreneurship.
Both of us had about the same chances of getting a scholarship
: close to zero. I could work, take out loans, and all of that, but college graduates did not have the same future they used to have. Nothing was certain. I could see it all around me. Why else would college grads with advanced degrees be buried in debt and working as waitresses, bartenders, and baristas?
This was too much for me to think about in one afternoon. I had a volleyball game and a chemistry test to get ready for, and a meeting with my guidance counselor. All I knew was that I wanted to be with Devon and I wanted to find a way to make it work.
I walked into my guidance counselor’s office and Devon’s words rang in my ear: maybe you could be a corporate lawyer, work eighty hours a week and drop dead one day.
I told Ms. Carlson that my mom did not make enough to pay for college, I did not have much savings, and that I would need all the financial aid that I could get my hands on.
“I’ve been reading horror stories about college grads who have not been able to pay off their loans. I don’t want to get in a situation where I have to work off debt for the rest of my life.” I had already learned that from Devon. You pay now or you pay later.
“Are there any scholarships that I am eligible for?” I asked her.
“Yes, of course, but it depends on what you apply for. Many of the scholarships can come into play during your college career, based on academic achievement, your major, your GPA, and other factors based on your college record. Some of them are even awarded automatically, like if you maintain a 3.8 GPA or higher in some majors. But of course, the first step is getting you into college. Do you have any idea what you would like to do?”
“Not really. I mean, I enjoy art, film, and graphics.” I said.
“There is a lot of interest in computer graphics, and you can combine your interests with business. Sometimes you just need to get started and you will figure it out as you go. Here is a list of colleges with some of the top fine arts programs. Based on your grades and academic record, I think you have a good chance.” She smiled.
Unbreakable Together: A New Adult Romance Novel Page 3