Oh man. What have I done?
“Do you want to take a walk with me?” I ask her and bring her closer to me, so our chests are rubbing. I like that she’s not advertising her amble cleavage. She’s giving me just enough to know she has nice sized tits.
“Yeah, sure.”
Gently, I grab her hand and we start walking. It’s innocent but holy shit, it feels erotic all on its own. I love this feeling. It’s almost as if I’m in high school again.
“So, Isaac. Tell me about you,” she says as we walk down the beach.
Her fingernails are cut short and there’s a baby pink color that’s painted on them. Everything about her is soft and it makes me feel comforted that there’s still a woman who is out there that is sweet. Carolyn was such a bitch and it’s nice to be with someone nice. “I’m a teacher and live nearby. What about you?”
Chapter Seven
Kennedy
He’s a teacher? Holy damn. I’m sixteen but I don’t want this connection to end. It feels way too good to let this feeling end and I couldn’t imagine it. “I’m a junior in school and I’m thinking about studying pre-med with a basis of Spanish.”
I’m being very vague, I hope he doesn’t pick up on it. I’m not telling him that I’m a junior in high school because that would scare him away. I’ve never understood the feeling of being tethered to someone until now. In my family, Daddy told me that he knew Mommy was the one because he felt tethered to her. I think I understand it now.
“That’s great. Do you speak a lot of Spanish?”
I nod my head enthusiastically and then say: “Yeah, my family is from Spain.”
Isaac does a hoot and looks at me. “Just when I think you can’t be more perfect.”
I feel cherished and it’s amazing. No one that hangs around Daddy or Nixon ever compliments me nor do they act as if I’m alive. “Can’t Help But Wait” by Trey Songz starts to play and I gravitate closer to Isaac. I think he picks up on what I’m wanting, because he slings his arm around my shoulder and I slip my hand up for him to hold again. “I’m not perfect.”
“Let me be the judge of that.”
We walk in silence and when we hit the water, I jump into it. Even though it’s soaking the bottom of my dress, I still love it. I miss his arm around me that was dropped when I jumped into the surf and I turn to look at him. My hair is going crazy and my side bangs hit my eyes as it tangles but I’m having too much fun to care. “Come on,” I taunt and wave my finger to him.
He slips his shoes off and comes into the water with me. “You are getting all wet,” he whispers, I shiver when his breath hits my cheek. Slowly, Isaac places his hands on my cheeks and he brushes his lips tentatively against mine. “Sweet, just like I thought,” he says against my lips.
I wrap my arms around his stomach and lean further into my first real kiss with someone and he holds me closer. “You are the sweet one,” I say, he chuckles.
“Agree to disagree.”
I feel his tongue tracing the seam of my lips and he kisses me harder. When I open my mouth, I let him massage my tongue with his. As our kiss gets more heated, his hands drop from face down to my hips causing me to shiver more. When they reach my hips, he starts bunching my dress and drags it up. The wet fabric sends goosebumps up my arms as it climbs up my legs.
“See, sweet. Just like I thought,” he murmurs against my lips.
“Hey, Kennedy!” I hear Katie say and her voice makes me jump.
“I take it it’s time for you to go?”
There’s no way in hell that I’m going to let him know that I have a curfew. Hell, there’s no way that I’m going to let him know that I’m sixteen. “Yeah.”
Reluctantly, I back away from him and miss his arms. My dress falls from the weight of its wet bottom down my body again and I walk out of the water. “Let me walk you to your car.”
I nod and he holds me around my waist as we meet up with Briana and Katie. “Who’s this hottie?” Briana says and eyes him up and down.
“This is Isaac. Isaac, these are my friends Katie and Briana,” I signal each of them and they wave.
“Hello, ladies. I’m going to walk Kennedy to her car. See you guys later.” He dismisses my friends and I can’t help but laugh. I guess he realized that they are going to keep hitting on him.
Katie laughs and pushes her arm around my shoulders. “So, you like our little Kennedy?”
My cheeks blaze with embarrassment and I think of ways to kill her. “Really?” I yell and pull away from Isaac to make a quick run to my car.
He tightens his arm around me and pulls me closer. “Yeah, I like my Kennedy.”
My Kennedy? Okay. I will take it!
“Seriously, we have to leave,” Briana says and looks around. “Kiss and say bye!” She runs past us and into my Navigator.
Katie makes kissing noises and runs after her. “They’re about as subtle as a punch in the face, eh?” He asks me.
We are perched on the side of my car and I’m leaning against the driver’s side door. “I had a good time tonight. How about you give me your number, my baby?”
My smile is cracking my cheek bones and I’m pretty sure I’m drooling. The thought of the fact that I’m too young for him plagues my mind but I ignore it. “Sure.” I wait as he lifts one of those big hands off of my window and reaches into his pocket to pull out his phone. Once he has it unlocked, he looks at me and I rattle my number off. In a few seconds, I hear a ping, and I check my phone.
UNKNOWN: my baby
I smile at him and say: “Gotcha!” With a smirk, he pushes off my car and steps back. When he opens my door I about swoon.
“I will be seeing you, Cinderella.”
“Bye, Prince Charming,” I gush and slip into the driver’s side.
As I start my car, I run down my window and wave at Isaac. He waves back and then turns away shaking his head. Hot damn. What was that all about?
“Holy shit, Kenny! What was that about?” The girls say together.
“Oh my god!” I yell and throw the car into reverse. “He’s so cute!”
We drive back to my house and I tell them about everything. When I pull in the driveway, I look at all of the motorcycles that are in my driveway. It was then that it hit me. I’m not a normal person and there is no way in hell that anyone will want to be with a savage’s daughter.
I am my father’s daughter.
Chapter Eight
Isaac
I don’t know what it is about her, but I like her. I don’t know the first thing about her but what I do know is that she’s sweet. When was the last time that I had something sweet? I don’t even know.
Chris talked a whole bunch of shit about seeing his sister and her underaged friends at the bonfire, but I ignored him. When he started to broach on Kennedy, I ignored everything he said because I didn’t want to hear him say anything. Hell, as it was, I listened to him talk about what fucking her would be like.
I feel the sudden urge to punch him. The idea of just sleeping with her hasn’t crossed my mind. Hell, the idea of actually having a relationship with her, has. Very much so. I like her a lot and I have every interest on getting to know her more.
I’m awake, staring at my ceiling and I finally give into the urge of texting her.
ME: u up?
MY BABY: yeah. dropped my friends off at home.
ME: y u still awake?
MY BABY: someone has been on my mind since i got home
MY BABY: he won’t let me sleep
ME: who was this inconsiderate person?
MY BABY: idk. he’s pretty hot
MY BABY: need to go to bed. school in the morning
ME: can i see u soon?
About ten minutes have passed and I still haven’t heard anything. Not going to lie, it makes me feel good that she’s thinking about me and I’m going to hold on to this.
I wake up in the same position I fell asleep, in my cramped bed in my cramped apartment. I look around and see t
hat I still hold my phone in my hands and I smirk at the message on my phone.
MY BABY: IMG
There’s a picture of her blowing me a kiss with makeup on and her hair done really cute. I bet she’s about to go to school and I look at the clock. Shit, I have to go to work.
Quickly, I take a fast shower and chug a bottle of water as I run out the door for school. It’s the last week of my assignment and I’m going to miss my students. But it is what it is. I’m hoping my next placement is going to lead into something more permanent.
ME: can i claim that kiss in real life?
MY BABY: when you coming to get it?
ME: when are you done with class?
My day goes pretty smoothly, I look forward to getting a message back. When I leave the school, I see that I have a new text from her.
MY BABY: now
ME: tease
This little fucking woman has got me all tied in knots. As I’m driving home, I realize that I don’t know that much about her at all. Like where she lives or where she goes to college.
By the time I pull into my parking lot, I’m all messed up. I know that I need to let this girl go because I’m a wreck and have no business trying to have a relationship, but I can’t help it.
My phone rings at nine p.m. and I’m expecting it to be Kennedy. When it’s not, I let out a groan of disappointment. It’s the sub place.
“Isaac Emerson speaking.”
“Mr. Emerson, your position with the elementary school has ended. We have found you a new one in a high school in your town. Are you interested?”
Yeah! “That would be great. What’s the subject? How long is it?”
“Uh,” I can hear the paper rustling in the background, “looks like math and science. Not sure how long your placement is going to be. It could lead to something permanent. Is that all right?”
“Of course. When do I start?” I’m already starting to compile lesson plans depending on the grades and subjects regarding it.
“In two days.”
“Thank you. Let me know if you hear anything else. I will speak to you later.” I hang up the phone and then text Kennedy.
ME: hey, whatcha doin
MY BABY: watching tv
MY BABY: you?
ME: thinkin about this cute girl I met the other day
MY BABY: anyone i would know?
ME: i’m pretty sure she’s as close to an angel as a person could be
MY BABY: well, i will let you go so you can call her
I wait a couple of seconds to see if she says anything back and when she doesn’t, I call her.
“Hello?”
Chapter Nine
Kennedy
I’m about ninety-nine percent sure that Isaac is Prince Charming. I have never met someone that is this sweet and I just want to talk to him or talk about him all of the time. In class, I zone out and think of his kisses and I think about his hands on me.
“Hi, baby. How was your day?” He asks me and I about swallow my tongue when he calls me that.
I love it. It’s almost as if he cherishes me. “It was all right. School was lame.”
“Can I come see you?”
My heart beats faster and I consider this. If he comes here, he’s going to see that I still live with my parents and I’m not wanting him to find out how young I am. “Uh, it’s kind of late.”
He makes a chuckle noise in the back of his throat. “I just want to kiss you good night. Where do you live?”
I want that kiss good night so bad that I’m considering this. “I can meet you at the park in downtown?”
“Don’t want me to see where you live?”
Exactly. “Uh, no?”
“Well, I will take it. How long until you get there? I’m getting my keys now.”
I look down at my pajamas and wince. “I’m kinda in my pajamas now. I don’t know if this is a good idea.”
“I don’t want to pressure you. I just want to give you a kiss good night. If you can’t come, it’s all right.”
I throw back the covers of my duvet and run into my closet. I shuck off my shorts and slip into some yoga pants. “I can be there in twenty. Does that work?”
“See you then, my baby.”
My heart is galloping as I sneak down the stairs and notice that Mommy and Daddy are outside with Daddy’s friends. Good, I get to sneak out and not have to worry about explaining where I’m going. Nixon would probably follow me, I don’t want to explain that.
As quietly as possible, I sneak out the front door and run to my car. Once I’m inside, I stick the key in the ignition and leave the lights off. I pull out into the street and then flick my lights on. When I get to the park, I notice that he’s standing next to the swings. He smiles at me and I see his white smile reflecting in the lights and I all but run to him.
He’s at my door and I unlock it. Before I can get out the door, he’s opening my door and he grabs my face. “Do you know how much I thought about you today?” He whispers and kisses my lips. It’s light and airy but has my world shaking on its axis.
“Probably as much as I thought about you,” I murmur in between kisses.
“Want to come swing with me?”
Have you ever read or watched any of those movies where the guy just sweeps the girl off of her feet? And you probably rolled your eyes? Yeah, I get it.
Isaac slips back and lets me slide out of my car. Once my feet hits the ground, he’s wrapping his arm around my waist and pulls me to the park. I can’t help but slip a little further into the black abyss it is of Isaac.
Like they do in the movies, he sits first and pulls me to sit on his lap. Isaac has his arms around my waist as we begin to swing. “What is it about you, my baby?”
“What do you mean?” Oh, god. Did he find out my age?
He kisses along my neck that is exposed in my baggy shirt. “I just… I can’t get you out of my head.”
“Well, I guess that’s fair because I thought of you all day. I’m pretty sure my teachers were getting mad at me.”
We swing like this for a few minutes and I feel my phone buzzing in my yoga panted pocket. Great! I hope it’s not Nixon.
NIXON: where are you? dad is flipping out
NIXON: why arent you home
Isaac looks at my messages and starts to push me off. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that you had a boyfriend. Shit.”
“No!” I say a little too loudly and settle back into his lap. “Nixon is my brother. Get it? Nixon and Kennedy?”
He starts laughing. “All right. Those are some interesting names.”
“Want to go on the slide?” I ask and get off of his lap.
“No, I want you to stand right here.”
I stand where he told me, I wait for whatever is about to happen. He stands up and lightly wraps his hands around my hips. He peppers feather light kisses on my cheeks and on my lips. It’s hard to believe that he was my first kiss and I’m hoping I don’t suck at kissing.
“Come on, let’s go sit on platform,” I say and walk away. As I’m walking, he aligns himself to my back and walks with me in step.
“You have such a beautiful ass.” His boner rubs against the curve of my ass and I moan a little.
Once we have climbed up the platforms to the highest one, he sits down and spreads his legs. I sit in between them and nuzzle my way into his chest. “I think this is my favorite…” I murmur and rub my cheek against his chest.
I know I’m in danger of him knowing that I’m so much younger than he is. I can just assume that my behavior isn’t of a college student and I’m trying really hard to keep everything in check. But he feels so good.
“Mine too, my baby. Mine too.”
With a new-found confidence, I spin around and climb onto my knees. I place my hands on my thighs and kiss his jaw. As I’m peppering kisses, he grips my hair in both of his hands. Isaac adjusts my mouth so that our lips are meeting in the middle and I moan.
“Your kisses are a
ddictive,” he says against my lips.
I need more. More what? I’m not sure, but I need more. I need him.
Chapter Ten
Isaac
She’s pushing on my shoulders to get me to lean back and I don’t miss how she’s rubbing her thighs together to relieve some pressure. I trail my fingers up her legs and feel gooseflesh that’s breaking along her skin. When I reach the apex of her thighs she gasps and thrusts her hips into me further.
“My baby, are you sure? I meant what I said about just wanting a kiss good night.”
Kennedy nods her head but then her cheeks go crimson.
“What’s wrong?” I lean up and brush my hand over her cheek and kiss the side of her lips. When she doesn’t answer, I bring that hand to the back of her neck and hold her steady. “What’s wrong? You can tell me anything,” I coax and wait for her to say something.
She blushes and I can feel her chest rise and fall faster. “I’m… ah. Not very experienced.”
This pleases the hell out of me. Why am I happy about this? Maybe it’s because she’s not a whore or something. Maybe she’s as innocent as she seems. “That’s okay. We can go slow.” I slightly push her down so that’s laying on the platform and I align my body to fit against her side. My front is flush against her left side, but my arm is under her head as a pillow and my other is wrapped around her stomach.
As I trail kisses down her cheek and neck, I notice what I have been missing all along. Her. Why? I’m not sure but there’s something about her that makes me want to be me around her. I feel like I need to protect her and keep her safe while knowing that she can handle herself. I want her to give herself to me and I want to give myself to her. It’s a strange feeling and I’m not sure why I feel so strongly about her. Never in a million years would I think that I would be okay with just kissing such a beautiful woman, but I am.
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