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I’m going to hell. I’m waiting for the devil to come for me any minute now. I don’t deserve this sweet creature naked in my bed. I should have said no. Should have driven her straight home but even the strongest of men can break and Wylla Mae is my kryptonite. Her sweet curves and doe eyes. Her body was made to tempt me. I’ve bitten the forbidden fruit, tasted sin, and fallen into the depths of hell. There’s no coming back for me. I can’t stop touching and kissing her beautiful body. I don’t think there’s ever been a woman I’ve wanted more. The love for me in her eyes hurts to see, because I know that after tonight, I can’t be near her again. I’ll have to let her go, but we’ll both have this night to hold on to. To remind us that for one night—time and space froze, and she was mine.
I’ll love her till I die.
Crave her.
Ache for her.
So tonight I’ll worship her the way she deserves. Show her how deep my love flows. Her fingernails rake down my back, scratching me deep enough to leave a mark. I want her to scar me. To leave me a reminder that she thought I was good enough to deserve her.
She gazes up at me with such adoration I can’t breathe. The sweet sounds she makes when I touch her are etched in my brain. There’s never been anything better than her and there never will be again. My Lady comes alive for me. Flexing those hips up to rub against me as I take my time kissing that mouth that tortures me with every breath she takes. Wylla Mae is fuckin’ soaked for me. Tongue deep in her mouth, tasting of her pussy, I push a finger in her sweet heat and fuck me she is so damn tight I worry about hurting her, but she mewls and begs for more.
Christ. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. My cock is so fuckin’ hard it might just break. Wylla Mae goes for the button on my jeans and this time I don’t stop her. I couldn’t if I tried.
She’s in my veins and I’ll never be able to bleed her out.
Adding a second finger, I work her pretty pink pussy, stretching her to take my big dick. I’m not a proud man, but I know I’m well endowed. This being her first time, I know it’s going to hurt like hell, but I’ll take her pain and give her all of me. I’m selfish. I’ll take whatever she wants to give me. Her walls clench tight around my fingers, and I know she’s so damn close, but the only way she is getting off is with my cock buried deep inside her.
Removing my fingers, I replace them with the head of my cock, rubbing it back and forth along her pussy lips, teasing at what I want. Her juices coat me, and I know she’s ready. I guide the tip in, and she lets out a gasp. I tap her knee. “Spread your legs wider, baby.”
“I can’t, East.”
“Yeah you can.” I ease further in and she whimpers. “I know it hurts.” Her pussy lips stretch over the head of my dick and I push in harder and deeper until I’m fully seated inside her. I kiss her on the mouth and hold her still, waiting for her body to fully accept me and there it is. Her legs fall to either side and I pull out and go back in slow and easy. “How’s that feel, Wylla Mae?”
“Intense. Full, but good.”
I smile and I kiss her again. “I’m gonna start moving.”
“Okay.” She bites her lower lip, and I flex my hips in a circular motion going deeper and harder with every thrust. Sweat drips down my back and her ankles cross at my ass holding me to her. Chest to chest. Mouth to mouth. My girl shudders beneath me, and I drive into her while squeezing her ass. “East?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
I freeze, not sure if I should tell her how I feel. I know she deserves to hear it. This may be the sole time I get to tell her. “Wylla Mae, I love you. More than you’ll ever know.” I love her enough to let her go. It’ll kill me, but I’ll do it because it’s the best thing for her. Shit is getting bad around here again, and I’d rather see her safe and away at school doing something with her life instead of getting caught up in the bullshit and being in danger because she’s associated with me. That and I know if she stays, I’ll never let her leave. I’ll tie her to me in every way possible even though she deserves better.
I press my lips to hers, and she kisses me hard and wet. She was a virgin but Wylla Mae is fuckin’ perfect. Responsive to my every touch. I want her on top ridin’ me when she orgasms. I pull out and go to my back. “C’mere, baby. Ride your cock.”
Needing no guidance, Wylla Mae impales her sweet heat on me. Hands on my chest she starts to move, finding her rhythm easily enough. Not too fast or too slow, but just right she’s found her sweet spot. I give her control, letting her lead. I lay back and enjoy the sight of her tits bouncing as she rolls her hips grinding on me seeking out her pleasure.
“Oh, god.” Her head goes back but I direct her attention back to me.
“Eyes on me, baby, let go and come for your man.” I arch up, meeting her halfway and hold her hips in place. Her gaze burns into mine imprinting her soul on my heart even deeper. She’s fuckin’ tattooed herself there permanently. I shove up wrapping my arms around her needing her mouth on mine. She moans against my lips and her pussy muscles spasm.
Fuck me she feels so damn good. We move positions, her on her back again. I can tell she is getting sleepy now that she’s gotten hers, but I know she has a few more orgasms in her, and I want them all.
Our bodies move together in sync like we’re one. I surge forward, plowing into her sweet heat. I drive into her pussy over and over again, till her body quakes. She shatters around me again when I play with her clit, rubbing the sensitive skin in a circular motion. Hooking an arm under her knee I hammer into her tightness while she cries out. The sounds she makes sends me over the edge. My heartbeat drums in my ears, and I find my release, shooting my seed deep inside her knowing I should pull out but bastard enough not to.
I collapse on top of her careful not to put too much weight on her. Her lips find mine, heavy breaths passing between us. “You okay?”
“Mhmmm,” she murmurs, eyelids fluttering shut. I stay inside her selfishly not wanting to break our connection because when morning comes tonight will be over and I’ll have to set her free. Her breathing evens out, I roll off her, and head into the bathroom. I know my way around easily enough in the dark. I grab a wash rag and get it wet with warm water and return to Wylla Mae. I wipe her inner thighs and clean her up best I can. She’s so spent she doesn’t stir. I discard the wash rag and climb back into bed. I pull her into me, needing to hold her. To have her body naked at my side. Unable to sleep my mind races. I didn’t even wear a condom, but I know she’s supposed to be on birth control. I drove her to the appointment myself when she was fifteen and she asked me to. I didn’t ask questions. It wasn’t my place to, but I figured she didn’t want her mom to know.
Guilt hits me square in the chest. Alexa would kill me if she knew I fucked her daughter. I push those thoughts away and bury them deep. She has no place in this room with us. Wylla Mae is eighteen. There is no law against it. We’re both adults.
The power stays off and I keep Wylla Mae in my arms until dawn enjoying the sight of her naked and next to me far too much.
She starts to stir, blinking a few times before smiling at me.
“Hi.”
“Hey.” I place a kiss to her temple. “You okay?”
“Little sore but I’ll live.”
“Whenever you’re ready I’ll take you for breakfast then get you home.”
“Can you get me my purse from your truck?”
“Yeah. I can do that. You want a water or something?”
“Water would be good.”
I roll from bed and grab the jeans I had on yesterday from the floor; they’re still damp, but I don’t care. I go out to my truck and there’s a tree down in my driveway. I’m lucky it fell away from my truck. I’ll have to break out the chainsaw to clear it out of the way so we can get out of the driveway.
I go back inside with Wylla Mae’s purse and grab her a bottled water. When I get to the top of the stairs, she’s coming out of the bathroom wearing one my t-shirts. Damn it looks good on her.
“Here ya go.” I hand her the water and her purse.
She goes to the couch and pulls her phone out. When she powers it on it starts buzzing like crazy. Mine’s dead but I guarantee I have a bunch of texts from Alexa wondering where in the hell we both are. She’s not stupid and I suspect she’s smart enough to figure it out. I’ll cross that bridge if she ever gets the balls to confront me.
“Shit.”
“Your mom?”
“Mhmm and Darin.” She chews on her thumb. “I’ll tell them I needed to clear my head after the breakup, and you let me crash here because you were gonna be out?”
“Sure.”
“Okay.” Her fingers tap at the screen furiously. Her phone rings immediately. “Hey, Mom. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry. No, I haven’t talked to East. He had a date or something. I didn’t really ask him. He’s supposed to come back and pick me up this morning. No. I don’t need you to come get me. I’m fine. Darin was being stupid and we’re on separate paths. I just needed to get away and sort through my feelings. I’ll be home as soon as East shows up. You know him. He’s most likely in some woman’s bed somewhere.”
My gaze narrows on her and she shoots me an apologetic smile.
I move to her and palm her tit, squeezing her nipple because I’m an asshole. She lets out a gasp. “Oh um, I guess the power isn’t on still after that storm last night. I stubbed my toe. I’m going to get off here and see if I can reach East. I’ll be home in a bit. Love you.” She ends the call and sticks her phone back in her purse. “What are you doing?” She smacks at my hand.
“Helping you get off.” I smirk and her lips curve up. “Unless you’re too sore.”
“Hmmm. Hot sex with an old man or go home to my pissed off mother...let me think about that.”
“Don’t be a brat.”
“Why, you gonna spank me?”
“If you’re into it then bend over my knee.” Fucking hell, she calls my bluff and stretches over my lap, her smooth bare bottom on display. Getting a handful of her thick ass, I squeeze. “Want me to spank you, baby?”
“I want you to do whatever you want.”
Motherfucker. I should make her get dressed while I clear the driveway but as long as that tree is there we’re stuck here, and I don’t have to face reality. I can pretend a little bit longer that this is my life now and she belongs to me.
I brush her hair back from her face and tease at the seam of her ass. I’m already hard at the thought of her sweet pussy stretching all around me once more. Wylla Mae pushes up and shifts to straddle my lap. Her gaze pierces through me. “I want you, East.”
“I’m all yours, baby. All yours.” I snake a hand up the back of the shirt she’s wearing and tease my thumb along the base of her spine.
“Then take off your pants, East.”