good day. The anniversary of my mom’s death is always a dark day for me. I try to forget it, but Austin did as she promised and made it a great day. Today, I have fun memories to look back on.
I opened up and showed her my darkest side that I was ashamed of, and she didn’t push me away. Hell, she pulled me closer. She accepted all of me, and she opened up.
I’m still in a bit of shock we had crushes on each other at the same time. If we had only known, what would have happened? Would we have been together all this time?
Part of me wants to think so, but another part of me knows we were so young. We had a lot to figure out along the way and getting together back then could have destroyed us. I finally decide we are right where we need to be.
After dinner, we settle in to watch some TV, but TV is the last thing I want to be doing right now.
“You ready to head upstairs, baby girl?” I ask her.
She smiles up at me, “Yeah.”
“Go on up, and I’ll lock up down here.” I walk her to the stairs and watch her ass, as she makes her way upstairs.
I make the rounds, making sure everything is locked up, and the alarm is set for the house and the gate. Then, I turn off the lights and switch on the library light, which is on a timer.
Making my way upstairs, I see the light on in her room, so that’s where I head. She’s sitting in bed with her back against the headboard, checking her phone. When she sees me, she puts it down, as I climb into bed, facing her with my back to her footboard and just take her in.
“I was at school when I found out my mom died in a car crash on her way home from work.” I start. “They pulled me from class and told me. When they asked who to call, I said Landon. I learned later he called his mom, too. I stayed with you guys a few days until my aunt could pack up and move down. Do you remember that?”
She nods. “It broke my heart how sad you were, and I had no idea how to fix it. I was scared to say the wrong thing, and Landon told me to just leave you be, so I did. I baked like crazy, hoping it would help, if even a little.”
“I remember. I ate everything because it was you who made them. That night I couldn’t sleep. It was about one a.m. when it started raining.”
I pause, hoping she remembers that night.
“It was the first night we shared a bed.” She whispers.
I nod. “I didn’t want to be alone. I was hurting, and I didn’t care what Landon or anyone said, I needed you. I meant to just come and watch you sleep for a few minutes and slip back to my room. No one would have known, but then loud thunder crashed, and you woke up, and your eyes landed on me.”
“You said you didn’t want to be alone, and I said neither did I. You laid down in bed over the covers, and we held each other all night.” She smiles.
“I didn’t sleep even a moment that night, and I snuck back to my bed before anyone woke up.”
She chuckles. “I never put it together that our little routine started off that night. I always thought it was after my parents died.”
“I lived for those nights, even when you slept on the other side of the bed and wouldn’t touch me. Just getting to see you sleep and watch over you for the night was such an honor.”
“You were always up and gone, when I woke up, no matter how early it was.” She says.
“Because every morning, all I wanted to do was wake you up by making you cum. I imagined it hundreds of different ways, and I had to leave at the first light of dawn, so I wasn’t tempted.”
“I would have let you.” She whispers, and I groan.
Needing to get the rest of my story out, I try to put those thoughts out of my mind.
“After the funeral, I started channeling my feelings into songwriting. Some of those songs have been number one hits. Being around you, helped more than you know. You were and still are light, smiles, and sunshine. On my darkest days, I just wanted to be in your light, and you would lift me up without even knowing it.”
“I wanted to help you, Dallas, but I just didn’t know how. I would have done anything you asked. If you just wanted me to sit with you, I would have and still would. That hasn’t changed. Whatever you need, just ask.”
“This right here is what I need right now. I want you to know me. Opening up to you like this, I’ve never done it. Not even with Landon, but I need you to know me, all of me.”
She looks at me hesitantly, like she wants to say something, but isn’t sure where to start.
“What is it?” I ask her.
“Well, I don’t know if you want to hear this.” She pauses.
“I want to hear anything you want to tell me,” I say and hope I won’t regret that statement.
“Your mom, well, I think she knew we would end up here someday.”
That statement knocks me a bit out of balance. I want to ask her how she knows that, but I can’t seem to find the words. Like she can read my thoughts, she continues.
“One day, we were baking, and you and Landon were outside in the yard. It was the day she was watching the neighbor’s dog, so you two were running around with her.”
“I remember,” I say.
“Well, she caught me watching you through the kitchen window and smiled. She said you kept things inside, but for the right woman, you would open up one day. She made me promise that if I wasn’t that girl that I would vet anyone who tried to get close to you.” She chuckles. “Your mom laughed when jealousy surged through me at the thought of you with another girl. She said she didn’t think I had anything to worry about. That was the day I realized I needed to get my feelings for you in check. So, I learned to hide them better.”
We are both quiet for a bit. The silence is comfortable and welcome, as we both process what was said.
“When Landon and I got on the road, girls were just easy,” I admit. “I could shut my brain off for a while with someone, who didn’t know my past, and only knew rock star Dallas. But I’m telling you now, I never knew we’d be here to today. If I knew I’d be given the chance to be with you today, I wouldn’t have touched a single one of them. I would have waited for you.” I admit to her.
She strokes her foot up my leg.
“Hey, none of that. We were different people, and we both have pasts. We had to go on that journey to figure out who we are, so we would be good for each other. The girl I was back then wasn’t good for you. I know that with my whole heart now. It wasn’t our time. Our time is now, and the girls don’t matter to me, so long as you don’t touch them again.” Her voice gets stern, and she glares at me.
“Fuck, you’re sexy as hell. When I made the choice to stop the one-night stands and flings, that was it for me. I still didn’t think I had a chance with you. Even before you showed back up, when a girl would touch me, it made my skin crawl. Then, you came back, and we fell asleep on the couch. Waking up with you laying with me, I felt… peace.”
She nods. “I felt safe. For the first time in months, I felt safe.”
“I will always be your safe place, Austin. No matter what happens, I will always be your safe haven.”
She smirks. “You know you weren’t the only one with fantasies, when we were in bed together.”
She licks her lips, and my cock is already starting to get hard.
“What where your fantasies, baby girl?” I ask her.
“Why don’t you lay down like you’re sleeping in bed with me, and I’ll show you.”
I move to lay down next to her, as she turns off the lights. I pull the blanket up and lie on my back and close my eyes like I’m asleep. There’s no movement or sounds at first, then the bed shifts, and she pulls the covers back. My heart races, and I want nothing more than to open my eyes and watch her, but I want to give her this fantasy, too.
Her hand rests on my knee and slowly makes its way up to the waistband on my sweatpants, before pulling them down, and my cock springs free. I’m already hard and ready for whatever she has in mind.
The bed shifts again, and it almost feels like she’s straddling my leg. I’m trying to make sense of it, when her warm, wet mouth takes my cock. She doesn’t start slow with some licks. No, she sucks half of me down in one stroke.
“Fuck!” I groan, unable to pretend to be asleep now. I look down and see her perfect lips around my cock, sliding up and down, taking a little bit more of me each time.
I reach down and move her hair out of the way, so I have a better view. It’s then I notice her bathroom light is on, and it’s enough light I can see the blush on her cheeks, as she slides off my cock and looks up at me.
“Good morning.” She whispers. Ahhh, still playing.
“Don’t stop, baby girl,” I growl, and she smiles, before taking me into her mouth again. “Grind that sweet pussy on my leg. Take what you need. I want to watch you cum.” I tell her.
She obeys and lowers herself on to my leg and starts grinding on me. When she moans around my cock, it’s the sexiest thing in the world.
“If you had woken me up like this? You would have sealed your fate. You would have been mine. I never would have let you go. Now? Nope, there’s no way I’ll let you go. You can run, but I’ll always find you. You. Are. Mine.” I growl and cum down her throat, screaming her name.
She lets out a long moan, and I can feel her pussy flutter through her barely there shorts, as she cums and soaks the leg of my pants.
Sliding my cock from her mouth, she gives the tip a kiss, before I pull her up to me. She lays her head on my shoulder, and I kiss her head.
“Feel free to wake me up like that any time.”
I strip down to my boxers and crawl under the covers with her. I don’t remember falling asleep, but I never thought I’d wake up the way we did either.