by Piper Frost
“I love you. I’m not gonna lose you for anything.” My hand slides up her shirt and I cup her tit before pinching her nipple. “Want to get in one more round before your sister gets here and figures out we never went to school today?” I bite her neck and she giggles.
“I thought you’d never ask,” she murmurs, grinning at me as she shimmies out of the shorts she just slid on an hour ago after our first round.
I groan when she rubs over my dick then start kicking off my jeans. Pulling her shirt off, I suck her tit into my mouth and she moans, arching her back.
“Hey, your dad recommended someone from town to me,” I tell her while kissing down her stomach. “He wants a huge dinosaur made to go on top of the bar.” I stop at her navel and run my tongue in a circle, flicking my eyes up to her. She’s glaring down at me like I just doused her in cold water. “What?”
“You wanna keep talking about your mad love for my dad or you wanna put your mouth to a much better use between my legs. Because we’re not having both right now.”
I laugh. “I do have mad love for your dad.” She pushes my head to get me off her but I pin her wrists down. “But I’ll do better things with my mouth. Arms up, Leena. Grab the headboard and don’t move them.”
“So demanding,” she whispers and gasps when I slide my finger down her soaked pussy. “Yes,” she purrs, pivoting her hips up towards me. .
“No talking until I tell you to.” This is my favorite game with her. I don’t like making her be quiet because I love her moans, but having her do what I tell her gets me hard as fuck.
She giggles then arches her back, gasping when I lower my mouth to her. She has a hard time giving up control to me fully, but it never takes her long to accept I know what the fuck I’m doing so she’s becoming easier to control. Her body arches and a moan escapes her when I flick my tongue over her clit, circling it then pushing into her deeper, her walls contracting around my fingers. Her hips buck when I push on her clit with my thumb and roll my fingers inside of her, then my mouth is back as I bury my face between her legs and force a moan out of her that can be heard from outside these walls.
“Leena,” I warn her and lift my head and she does the second thing I told her not to. She lets go of the headboard and pushes on my head to get me back between her legs. Usually I don’t follow through with not letting her come, but how will she learn to play the game? I raise my brows just as she registers what happened. She quickly grabs the headboard again, but it's too late. “You have to listen.” I slide up her and push her thighs open wider with my knee. “You have a hard time listening.” With a grunt, I push into her. “So I’m going to come, and you’ll wait.” I thrust harder and faster. It won’t take long to get off, and I really want to let her come, but it’s part of the game.
She glares at me but moans and gasps as I slam into her. She’s enjoying this and I know she’s right on the edge, but I won’t let her fall. Not yet.
“Fuck, Sutton,” she manages. Her hands are tight on the headboard and she’s straining to not forget the rules. “Fuck!”
“Always so loud.” I bite her lips and stop pushing. “We’re going to do it a different way.” Grabbing her hip, I roll, pulling her on top. “Ride me. Make me come.” I stare at her tits a minute before looking into her face.
She slowly grins, then starts rocking her hips in a rhythm that’s going to make me come in no fucking time. Her back arches as her hips pivot. Her pussy grinds against me, every now and then she’ll pause and lift, changing direction and speed.. Her eyes lock on mine and she grabs her tits, pinching her nipples and her pussy tightens as she fucks me.
“Oh my god,” she whispers. She's grinding on me, about to get off. I want to stop her, but it feels fucking amazing. And I won't stop her because I love the face she makes when she comes. Her hands grab her tits and I push my thumb to her clit and that’s all it takes before she screams loud enough her dad will probably be walking through that door at any minute, but I fucking love it.
I can’t help but laugh and sit up, wrapping my arm around her waist because she’s spent. “You owe me an under the table blow job next family dinner for coming first,” I tell her, thrusting upward and she gasps as I fill her hard and fast. I do the work but it’s okay because I can hit her deeper and harder.
It only takes a few more thrusts and when she leans down and bites my neck, I’m done. My orgasm explodes like I didn’t just come in her mouth an hour ago. Sex might be this amazing ‘cause we’re still in our first year, but I have a feeling it’ll always be this good with her. Because I fucking love her like nothing else.
She falls over my chest and I slide my fingers into her hair.
“Your dad probably heard you all the way at the ranch,” I mutter, wanting to take a nap.
Her laughter starts quiet but gets louder as she rolls off of me and falls to the bed.
“You're insane!” she laughs. “Stop talking about my dad in the bedroom!” She pokes my side, still laughing.
“Come on, babe.” I chuckle. “Your dad’s a pro at this shit. There’s like hundreds of you Kenshaws. I’ll ask him for some pointers.”
“Oh my god,” she groans then grabs the pillow and hits me with it. “No you won’t. Not if you like your balls attached.”
I cup my balls. “I do, and so do you. Go clean up so we can sneak out of here. I have to go help Grant today.” I bite her shoulder before she gets out of the bed.
***
It’s graduation day, and even though Leena won’t get her diploma today, she can walk across the stage with us. And that’s a good thing ‘cause I wasn’t going to do this stupid ass walk if she weren’t here making me. I somehow managed to pass, I think thanks to her brother, but regardless, I'm graduating. She’ll get her diploma in a month after she makes up her missing credits over the summer.
“We could just skip it and go get drunk,” I tell Leena and Paige whips around to glare at me.
“You will not,” she snaps. “You’ve worked your ass off to be up there. Plus, Leena’s not getting out of this.” She looks at her sister and Leena rolls her eyes.
“It’s stupid, but it makes the parentals happy.” She pecks me on the cheek. “But we can drink and celebrate later,” she whispers so only I can hear her.
I grin and yank her against me, kissing her a little slower, not giving a damn her sister and my brother are right here.
“I hope you like what I got you.”
“Um, I hope nothing.” She nudges me then rests her hand on my chest and smiles. “Because I didn’t get you shit. I need to find a job.”
“Or you could go to college,” Paige interjects and Leena laughs loud.
“Right. No fucking thank you,” she scoffs. “Maybe uncle Chase will let me work at the shop.” She shrugs and smiles.
“Or, crazy idea, you could work for your dad. Who’s asked you three times if you’re planning on working on the ranch now.” Paige huffs and Fenton wraps his arm around her chuckling.
“I...uh, no offense, but I can’t picture that. Leena’s not really.” He gestures to her and I look at my girl, grinning wide cause she’s fucking hot. “Like, eh, the ranch life?” Fenton winces at Leena.
“Leena doesn't have to work. I’ll keep making money off my sculptures.”
Fenton snorts. “You can’t manage money for shit. You’d spend everything on beer or what you just dropped four grand on.”
I glare at my brother because that four grand bought Leena a graduation gift.
“He’s got me, though,” Leena says casually. “I’m good with money. Weirdly.” She laughs and pats my arm. “I’ve got you, babe. You just keep making kickass metal things and rolling in the dough and I’ll make sure you don’t blow four grand on beer.”
“I didn’t blow four grand,” I mumble. “It was a good investment. Perfect.” I wink at her, kissing her temple.
“That’s actually not a bad idea,” Fenton says glancing at Paige. “We could spot you some money for a start up loan. Sutto
n, you should start a legitimate business, man.” His eyes are on Paige too, always getting her input, but he’s clearly fucking crazy. My art wouldn’t make us that much money. I just kind of hoped we’d be able to live in this tiny box together for the rest of our lives rent free.
“He’s got a good point,” Paige says. “Eventually, when Mia’s yours, you’re going to have to cut the strings and get your own place. You should take your work more serious, Sutton. It’s worth a lot of money. Plus, Leena could give you an online presence and you could be huge.”
“Yeah,” Leena whispers, her eyes going big. “Babe, we could be millionaires!” She laughs and I stare at her smile, loving it.
I peck her. “You’re cute when you say shit that doesn’t make sense.” I glance up and see they’re all staring at me like I should be considering this. “Look, just cause I’ve sold a couple pieces to people who wanted to help me out, doesn’t mean what I create is good enough to make anything more than money we can scrape by on. I planned on getting a factory job this summer anyway.”
“You should at least think about it,” Leena blurts. “Why do something that sucks when you could do something you love?”
“I like sucking and love. You sucking. My love stick.”
“What the fuck!” Fenton huffs and throws his arms up before walking away. “This is why you need someone smart like Leena to help you.” He turns around and points at me, suddenly pissed. “Your fucking art’s amazing, you goddamn asshole! Stop acting like you don’t realize that. We don’t like you enough to lie to you and tell you that you create phenomenal pieces. I’m sorry, man, we just. We just really like your art. You cry baby bitch,” he mumbles and then continues to walk away.
I chuckle, liking when my brother flys off the handle. It’s rare, but at least I know he’s not a robot cowboy.
“And it’ll get you out of my house,” Paige says, shrugging. “I love you two, but I don’t like walking in on a fuck fest every other day.”
“Jesus,” Leena blurts, laughing. “Let’s just do it, Sutton. And if we fail, then we fail together and we both get shitty jobs that put a roof over our heads. You have zero things to lose.”
That’s a good point. The only thing I care about losing is her. We have a lot to gain together like Mia, and I guess possibly a business.
“Yeah, okay, but I’m only doing the welding. Got it? No numbers shit, and no talking to customers. I accidentally told your dad’s friend to suck it easy the other day and he told your dad. I’m still hearing about that shit. I hope your customer service skills are good, babe.”
“Whatever, I’m the nicest person you’ll ever fucking meet.” Leena rolls her eyes and her sister coughs out a laugh. “Shut the fuck up, Paige. I don’t have to be nice to you. But this is like, what I’ve been practicing my entire life for. Fake nice to get what you want. I can do that.” She reaches up and kisses me quick. “Let’s go graduate.” She leans in and nibbles on my ear. “I need to fuck you.”
“Yes you fucking do,” I growl and lift her, biting over her jaw. Paige huffs and leaves the room, a minute later, my brother pulls me away from Leena.
“You hear that, bro? Leena’s been faking it the whole time. She really knows you’re an idiot like the rest of us do. It’s sympathy, right, Leena?”
I shove him out the front door and yank my girl against me. “We’re perfect together. Right?”
“So fucking perfect.” She slams her lips to mine and purrs. “Forever.”
****
Her whole fucking family shows up for our graduation. Even the uncles and aunts that aren’t blood related. The amount of support and love this girl gets from everyone, it blows my mind that she’s never seen it. She’s gotten a hell of a lot better at realizing what she has and convincing herself it’s real. So much better. There are still times she puts shit in her head and it takes a while for me to get it out.
Like when I accidentally fell right to sleep after the kinkiest fuck we’ve ever had. I was fucking tired, but I drifted off too soon, no I love you, nothing. That isn’t the norm, but the things the girl did to me that night... Yeah, well she put it in her head I didn’t like it and I wasn’t down for it again. Then she convinced herself I’d think less of her. I love my girl and I’ll spend forever showing her, no matter how hard it gets. Especially cause the shit we did got me so fucking hard.
Or like when her kid brother got gifted a four-wheeler by her rich uncle that spends most of his days trying to bond with his son, so they rebuild shit all the time, like the four-wheeler. Well, Griffin got As in every class so he got the four wheeler. Leena couldn’t remember them doing anything like that for her. I gently reminded her it’s cause she passes with Cs and Ds, and her little brother busts his ass in school like the nerd he is. Then also reminded her that same uncle and aunt pulled a stick out of my leg and never told her dad her delinquent boyfriend bled all over their house. She’s fucking loved, and I love her even more. She’ll realize it one day without me having to constantly remind her I’d die for her.
And me, I’m still an asshole that wants revenge so bad I can taste it. But I don’t want it more than I want Leena or my daughter. And every day Leena shows me what’s more important than finding my dad. I was blindsided with this relationship. All this time I planned on finding my dad and doing what I spent three years in juvie dreaming about. But then I re-met Leena and all the time I wanted to be finding my dad was spent on her. I wouldn’t fucking change it, and I won’t. I know I can be good enough for her. I’ll always be an asshole, but she makes me believe I’m more than that. It might not be true, but as long as she sees it, that’s all I care about.
***
“So.” Jo nudges me. She’s been latched onto Leena for the last ten minutes as we stand here in a circle with a few of their family members. I want my girl at my side, but her mom would kick my ass, so I don’t say anything. “What’s next? You thinking about a job on the ranch?”
Me, Leena, and my brother belt out laughter and soon everyone’s following.
“What?” Jo chuckles. “We’ll get you a cowboy hat and some boots. I think Leena would think you’re hot. I fell for a cowboy.” Letting Leena go, she moves to wrap her arms around Brandt.
Those two...they’re something else. Complete opposites. In the looks department anyway. We got cowboy dad and punk mom. Weird match, but it works. They fucking love each other. That’s the relationship I want with Leena. I don’t know how long they’ve been together, but Leena has a sister in her twenties, so it’s been a long time, and I don’t think anything will come between them. Jo’s Brandt’s ride or die.
I grab Leena’s hand and yank her toward me. She wraps her arms around me and leans her body into mine, staring up at me.
"He’s going to focus on his art,” she says, smiling. “We’ll get the website ready to launch soon. He’s already got a couple commissioned pieces in the works for people in other states.”
I exhale and drop my eyes to the ground. This shit’s crazy, but I’m proceeding because Leena keeps reminding me we don’t have anything to lose.
“I didn’t think of that. You two could be millionaires!” Jo blurts and I look at her wide eyed. Leena sounded just like her a couple days ago saying the same shit. I laugh and shake my head.
“Leena knows what she’s doing,” I say and kiss my girl’s head.
“Your work is good, Sutton,” her dad says.
“It is,” Leena adds, looking up at me after smiling at her dad. “You need to accept that people are going to be paying big bucks for your pieces.” She pecks a kiss on my cheek. “Plus, I get to be like your boss. That’s so cool.” She laughs and steps away from me.
I laugh hard. She’s the boss in our lives, I’m the boss in the bedroom. I can deal with that. I just have to figure out how to get her to accept that bedroom part.
“Yeah, so cool.” I yank her back to my side.
“So, where you gonna live doing that? I thought you were looking for an a
partment?” Bobby asks and I flash my eyes to Paige.
“Uh, well, Paige cooks, so.” I shrug and watch her brows raise.
“I do.” She looks between Leena and me. “You...can stay as long as you need.” Leena snorts a laugh because it sounded like it was physically painful for her sister to say that.
“No you can’t,” my brother speaks up and everyone laughs, but he looks at me. “I’m serious.” He smiles. “We gotta get you your own place. And I’m sure.” He looks at Leena then glances at her dad. “You and Leena want to live together.” Rubbing the back of his neck I smirk ‘cause he’s asking for an ass beating from her dad. We do, but we haven’t told anyone yet. “There’s just not enough room for four people in that house.”
“Five,” Leena says, smiling over at me. “Once he gets Mia we won’t all fit. Your brother’s right. You’re going to need a place of your own with enough land to build a studio.”
Her dad sounds like he’s choking and I look over to see her mom patting his back, grinning from ear to ear.
“We’ll help whatever way we can,” Jo says and Brandt turns to look at her. “We will,” she says in a quiet growl.
“Yeah.” Brandt coughs out. “Of course.” His face pales and he turns to walk away before he tries snapping either mine or my brother’s necks.
“Thanks, mom.” Leena’s face is bright and hopeful. “Hopefully we can bring enough cash flow in before we get Mia to have something nice to move her into.”
“I have thirty acres,” her uncle Bo says and we all look at him, waiting for him to go on, but he doesn’t until his wife nudges him. “Good for hunting,” he continues and this time she discreetly kicks his foot. I stare at these two. I like them, but Bo’s as bad as her dad is. Two hard asses that give me a pain in my ass. “Leena, I want you to live on my property. I’m building you a house. We’re building you a house. Me and Bobby.” He puts his hand on his son’s shoulders and my brows raise. “If you happen to move into that house with Sutton.” His eyes land on me. “You better get your ass here to help us.”
