But no one saw this side of Devon except for me. The generous, kind, strong man was not a gentleman in the bedroom. His look was savage, filled with dark desire and longing for me. My body lit up when his eyes stroked over every inch of me.
“Don’t tempt me like that.” Devon’s eyes burned into me as he moved closer to me. He placed his large hands over the curves of my hips. He slid his fingers over me and pulled me close to him. “I love being around you every day, baby. But I can’t stand not being able to touch you. Pretending that I don’t want to rip that bathing suit off you and have you right there. You drive me crazy every day. I want you to know that. You torture me every day. Now I’m going to make you pay for it,” he said as a mischievous smile curved his mouth.
“There’s nothing stopping you right now.” My heart was pounding as waves of heat washed over my body.
“You’re right. That’s why I’m going to have you right now.” Devon moved his hand through my hair and over my cheek to angle my mouth to his. He took me with the possessive sweetness I had grown accustomed to, melting me with a hot kiss and moving his tongue over my lips as if to enjoy the taste. “You’re all mine, baby. You always will be.”
My body fluttered with happiness at the thought, even as heat rushed from his kiss down to my stomach. I spent the whole day with Devon, watching his long lean body every day, pretending I did not want to run my hands down the throbbing muscles of his arms, over his strong pectoral muscles and over the flat slabs of muscle of his stomach. I saw the way other girls looked at him, and I also knew that he belonged to me. But to spend every day so close to him without doing what I wanted to do was as tormenting for me as he said it was for him.
It only added to the sexual tension in our relationship, where we could ravage each other even more passionately later. Devon was looking at me like I was the main course tonight. I was wearing a bright blue surf dress that tightly hugged the curves of my body. I wanted him to want me the way I wanted him.
Now that he was in my arms, now that I could have him, I wanted all of him. Devon moved his hands over my body and up to my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples through the fabric of my dress. My nipples hardened immediately from his touch, and my center filled with need. “You’re so sexy like this, baby. So sweet and sexy.” Devon played with my nipples and watched me squirm from his touch. His face was dark with lust for me. I felt so sexual and appreciated.
“Are you there yet? Can I make you come this way?” My breathing turned to hitched pants as he kept massaging my nipples mercilessly. Throbbing want turned to anguish as he unzipped my dress and moved his large hands over my body while he kissed my neck. Devon’s eyes grew darker with desire as he continued his erotic assault. He slid my dress down to expose my bra, and moved his hands over my breasts through the fabric, massaging and cupping them while letting out a deep, bearish groan. “You’re so sweet. Come for me, baby. Can you come for me this way?”
His deep voice asking me to come made me wet inside from his command, and his thumbs moved over my nipples to make my body squirm in his arms. “Not yet?” His playing made me thrust up against his arousal, but Devon was not finished with me. He unfastened my bra strap, his eyes growing wide at the sight of my swelling breasts. “So goddamn beautiful,” he moaned as my bra fell to the floor.
His lips came down over my hardened nipple while his hand cupped the other. His lips and tongue suctioned my nipple into maddening, tortured desire, and I leaned my head back and arched my back to give him free rein over my body, now burning up inside. He suckled on my breasts, moving from one to the other while his fingers pinched and teased the other. His stubble brushed against my nipple before his hot mouth began another carnal assault.
He rubbed his thumb over my peaks again while he nibbled on my other nipple. My body was on the edge of anguish and orgasm, and there he would keep me. All I could do was move and squirm between the ecstasy and the torment that he had been inflicting on me. He showed no mercy, not bringing me to full orgasm until he had his fill of me. I rocked my pelvis toward him to feel his arousal against me, but his assault was unrelenting, refusing the climax that was so close and had me begging for sweet release. I loved him and hated him at the same time for doing this to me.
Devon tugged at my panties from under my dress, and planted a kiss on my mouth that muffled a moan that escaped from me. But instead of pulling my panties down and giving me sweet relief, he rocked my pelvis toward his hardness and tortured me some more with hot, open-mouthed kisses over my mouth and neck, scrambling my brain with desire. Finally he moved his strong fingers over my panties, now wet from the ongoing assault. He pulled them down and moved his fingers inside me, creating a tidal wave of desire that washed over me in sweet release. I held on to him for dear life. My clenched fists opened against his chest, and I grabbed onto his shoulders as the explosive climax ripped through me and electrified every cell of my body. I shrieked before I collapsed in his arms.
Devon held me close, and I felt his strong jaw rest on my head. After I caught my breath, I reached for his jacket and pulled it over his shoulders, feeling the bunched muscles of his shoulders before tossing it onto the floor. Devon looked down at me and smiled with anticipation. I worked the buttons on his shirt, my eyes wide with delight. “My turn,” I growled as I peeled his shirt off him and dropped it onto the floor.
My hands traveled over his chest and toward the bottom of his T-shirt. I pulled his T-shirt over him and tossed it next to his jacket and shirt, now crumpled by our feet. My small hands molded over the powerful muscles of his chest before meandering down the silky, warm muscles of his stomach, and down to his waist. I unfastened his belt and wrapped it around him, pulling him close to me.
“You are trapped now.” My mouth turned up in a coy smile.
“Uh-oh. No escape,” he breathed.
I planted warm kisses across his chest and shoulder. Devon’s arms wound over my back, and over the curves of my hips. He leaned back as I peppered his chest with hot kisses, and trailed and sucked and kissed my way down to the center of his stomach and toward his waist, leaving a trail of heat in its wake.
I reached for his crotch, which strained against his bulge. I unbuttoned the top button and zipped him down, and his erection sprang forward against the cotton fabric of his briefs. I pulled the fabric down and felt his hardness with my small hand, not even able to grip half of his length.
~Devon~
Erin’s scent and sweet taste had pushed him to the brink. Devon grabbed a condom from his pants pocket, and took her upstairs and into her bedroom. He pulled her panties all the way down, and breathed deep with an erection hard as marble. Erin marveled at his power as she flicked her eyes down and back up at him. She bit her finger and gazed up at him with excited anticipation. Her innocent look had Devon reeling now, and he had to have her. Devon pulled her onto the bed and dragged the condom over his full length. Erin sat on top of him, supported by his powerful arms as he sat her down, and with one thrust, he pushed into her. Erin gasped and held onto to him.
Erin shifted her pelvis to take him even deeper. Erin’s full lips parted and her eyes fluttered as he thrust into her, their bodies moist and gleaming from the heat detonating inside them. Her sweet sounds made him even harder, and sent him to the brink. But when Erin lifted her hands from him to cup her breasts, Devon nearly lost it right there. Her fingers plucked at her nipples while she rode on top of him. Erin let herself go in the pleasure of the moment as Devon ravaged her over and over. The sight of her biting her lip and pinching her nipples in sensual ecstasy made Devon even more excited for her, appreciating her sensual beauty, which he felt all the way to his core.
They were both caught up in the pleasure of the moment, and nothing else mattered in the world. Erin’s face shone with erotic joy that pushed Devon into unbelievable pleasure at having her. He burst into her, and she moaned and whimpered before the muscles of her channel clenched around him. Throwing her head back, she
exploded with him. Erin collapsed next to him.
“That was incredible. You look so damn beautiful, I can hardly take any more,” he huffed in exhaustion. Erin smiled happily and stretched her arms around him, and rested her head on his broad chest.
Chapter Thirteen
~Erin~
About four weeks later, Devon came in the office with a bouquet of red spray roses and white daisies, chrysanthemums, and lemon leaves, and his other hand ceremoniously behind his back. The scent was heavenly. “What’s the occasion?” I said, smelling the wonderful scent that permeated through me.
“Red and white, Cardinal colors,” he said with a knowing smile.
“I haven’t heard anything.” My eyes grew big at the realization of what was happening.
Devon placed the flowers on the desk and turned toward me. He placed his arms around me and looked at me with his wide green eyes.
“What?” My heart began to race, and a thousand thoughts rushed through my mind. Does he know something? He wouldn’t mess with me like this, would he?
Devon moved his arms around me from behind, and kissed the top of my head. His warm, firm lips caressed my head, and he moved down and pressed his lips to my ear. “You haven’t heard anything?”
“No.”
“You haven’t heard anything?”
“No!” I insisted. My face flushed when he plopped a large envelope from Stanford on the desk.
“I stopped by your house to get the mail. I couldn’t wait. I hope you don’t mind.”
We both looked at the envelope on the desk. I stood up, and jumped up and down in his arms and closed my eyes. Am I dreaming? Is this real? Did I get in? Will our futures be sealed together forever?
Devon flashed me his wonderful, comforting smile. “It’s a large envelope, Erin. It’s good news,” he said with confidence.
I flung my arms around him in excitement. My heart was beating out of my chest, and I reached for the envelope to open it.
Devon handed me a letter opener. His beautiful green eyes sparkled with anticipation as he watched me open the envelope.
I slid the opener across the top of the envelope and slipped the cover letter out. I took a deep breath and read the letter out loud.
Dear Ms. Hudson:
We would like to extend to you a full scholarship offer to Stanford University’s Film and Media Studies program as part of the Division of the School of Arts. I take great pleasure in offering you admission to Stanford University. Your documentary film captured our imagination and stood out among thousands of applicants. Clearly, you have the intellectual energy, imagination, and creativity to flourish at Stanford University.
Your distinguished academic and extracurricular achievements also showed us that you have the maturity and discipline to succeed in Stanford’s rigorous academic curriculum.
Enclosed you will find enrollment and financial information should you decide to matriculate at Stanford, and the deadlines for acceptance and enrollment.
We would like to take this opportunity to thank you for your application. We look forward to your presence on the Stanford campus.
Our media center will also be contacting you in order to acquire your approval for showing your outstanding documentary to first-year students at the Stanford School of Medicine. We hope that you will grant us this honor and that you will choose Stanford University to pursue your higher education.
Sincerely,
Carl Redding
Dean of Admissions and Financial Aid
I fell to the floor and began to cry. Tears of joy streamed down my face, and all my fears disappeared in one burst of joy. All of the emotions that I had been feeling came together in a sweet release.
I stood up, then jumped up and down and around as Devon leaned on the desk and watched me in happy amusement. His eyes danced and sparkled with delight as I danced around, making a complete fool of myself, before jumping into his arms and planting happy kisses all over his smiling face.
He lifted me up off the ground and spun me around before planting a long, melting kiss on my trembling lips. I pulled in closer to him, our happiness made complete by the fact that we would be together for another four years. We celebrated the news together, holding each other. There was nowhere else in the world that we would rather be when we got the news than holding each close and sharing our happiness together.
Life was never better or sweeter, and leaning into Devon’s chest and hearing his heart beat next to me only made it feel like I had died and gone to heaven. Nothing could separate us now, and we would be together forever.
“I have to tell my mom!” I told him, kissing him and feeling his strong powerful shoulders anchor me in his sweet embrace.
I reached for my cell phone and dialed her work number.
“Hi, sweetie. Have you heard anything?”
“Mom, I got in! I got in! I have a full scholarship, Mom.”
“Oh, my God, sweetie, that is so wonderful!” I heard the tears of joy in my mom’s voice.
Tears immediately welled up in my eyes as I told her the wonderful news. “They loved the documentary, Mom. They want to show it to first-year medical students at Stanford.”
Tears were streaming down my face now. My mom had worked so hard to get me to this point. And now I was telling her everything that she wanted to hear. All those days that she believed in me when no one else did, all those years of sacrificing everything for me, were justified in this one moment. And now I got to tell her this wonderful news.
My face became drenched with tears, and my nose got stuffy as emotions poured through me and overwhelmed me. Devon handed me several tissues, and I cried on the phone with my mom, who never stopped believing in me.
“Devon is here. He gave me cardinal-colored flowers. He knew I was accepted from the size of the envelope. We got it today.”
“That is so Devon. Honey, I am so proud of you. I always knew you had the talent and the brains to compete with the best. I am so proud of you!” I was crying already when she tipped me over the edge. “You should be proud of yourself, Erin. You deserve this. You deserve a great future. You deserve to have a great life.”
“I love you, Mom.”
“I love you, sweetheart. We are celebrating tonight.”
“Thanks, Mom. ’Bye.”
“’Bye, dear.”
I jumped up and down and threw my arms around Devon again. He pulled me close and looked at me intently. “I told you, Erin. You are so talented. I am so proud of you, baby.”
“You never stopped believing in me, Devon. I am so grateful for that.”
Devon wiped the trail of tears from under my eyes with the pad of his thumb, and stared at me for a few seconds. “You are so amazing, Erin. I want you to know something.”
“What?”
“This is just the beginning for you. You are going to do something great with your life, Erin. You’re going to impact a lot of people. What I see in you, what Stanford sees in you. Pretty soon the whole world is going to see it, and they’re going to give you a standing ovation.”
“You are so sweet. I love you.”
“I love you. And I want to be there to see it. I want a front-row seat to the great things you are going to do. Do you promise me I can have that?”
“No.” I said with a soft smile.
Devon waited for me to respond. He knew me all too well now.
“I can do you one better. I can give you a backstage pass.”
“That’s all I’ve ever really wanted.”
Devon pulled me close to him. My arms rested on his broad shoulders; my safe place that had protected me from everything now wanted a permanent place in my life. It was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I felt the rough whiskers of his chin scrape against my back. His embrace made every part of my body sing, and this came close to being the best day of my life.
But nothing could prepare me for what happened next.
Chapter Fourteen
~Erin~
I g
rabbed onto Kathy’s arm. I was so excited to tell her the news.
“Erin, I told you that documentary was phenomenal. It was unreal. I’m so proud of you.” Kathy gave me a tight hug.
“They want my permission to show it to first-year medical students.”
“Really?”
“Yes!” I cried with excitement.
“That is incredible. Oh, my God!” My best friend embraced me.
“Kathy, this was your idea! You are so smart! Thank you so much!”
“So can I have some of your scholarship, then?” she teased me.
“I know you can get in, too, Kathy. If I can do it, you can do it.”
Kathy would be applying next year. I was going to do anything it took to put the word in with Dr. Brenner. I would tell him the documentary was her idea. I was sure she would also get a great reference from him.
~Devon~
Several weeks had passed since Erin received the news. Erin had filled out all of her paperwork, and she was now enrolled at the School of Arts even with her late application.
Devon was staring at her from across the table as they took their lunch break together at their favorite outdoor bistro in the warm summer breeze.
Devon was still amazed at what a beautiful woman she had become.
“Remember just a few years ago, we were out here at this lake splashing around, and we were best friends. And now look how far we’ve come.”
Erin’s warm blue eyes blazed into him and added a few degrees to the warm afternoon. “We came this far together.”
“I don’t think my life would be the same without you in it. I don’t think I would have made it this far.”
“Yeah, we’re good for each other,” she said with a playful smile.
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