by Marie York
“Here and there,” I replied, while trying to figure out where I knew her from. The tits looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite pinpoint them.
“We miss you down at McGuires,” she said, and it finally clicked.
She was a waitress there. When I first transferred, I’d spent a lot of time at that bar. They had good beer, hot chicks, and there was always a game on. I tried to remember if I fucked her or just hooked up with her, but I didn’t think I did either.
People started coming out of the building, and I glanced down at my phone. Kennedy would be here soon. The last thing I needed was for her to come out and see me talking to another girl. I’d hoped that she wouldn’t jump to the wrong conclusion, but knowing Kennedy, and our history, I didn’t want to take any chances testing my theory.
“Been busy, but I’ll try to stop by sometime.” I stood up from the bench, in case my subtle hint for her to leave wasn’t enough.
“I’ll be waiting,” she purred, and then leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, pressing her chest flat against my side, at the same time Kennedy walked out the door. The somber look on her delicate face turned to shock, and then absolute disgust, as the McGuire’s girl strutted away.
Fuck me.
Chapter 10
Beckham
Kennedy rolled her eyes and took off. I went after her, making it the second time ever that I chased after a girl. Luckily, this time she was just walking fast. I caught up to her easily, and grabbed her wrist, until she jerked it from my grip.
“What do you want?” she demanded, coming to a stop, and crossing her arms over her chest.
“I came to… I don’t know, put an end to this little thing we got going on.”
Her dark eyes narrowed. “By standing in front of me and kissing another girl? You sure as hell have a funny way of doing things.”
“I didn’t kiss her. She kissed me, and besides, it was just on the cheek. It’s not like I was fucking her on the bench.”
“You looked awfully chummy together.”
“She’s a waitress at one of the bars I used to go to. She was just asking me where I’ve been since I haven’t been there in a while.”
“Why not?”
I didn’t know her angle, or what she was trying to get at, so, instead of bullshitting her, I gave her the truth. “I was spending all my free time with you until we stopped talking.”
She bit her lip, then swallowed. “You’re the one who walked away from me the other day.” Her mouth fell into a frown. “Again.”
“I know, but I figured something out since then.”
“Really? And what’s that?”
I stepped to her, pushing a blonde strand of hair behind her ear. She shivered at my touch, and I was happy I still affected her. “I’ve missed you.” I grabbed her chin, urging her to look at me, so she could see the God’s honest truth in my eyes. “So much.”
The corner of her lips tugged. “I missed you, too.”
“So, can we end whatever this is? And go back to the way things were?”
She shook her head, and my heart damn near stopped. “No.” My hand fell from her face and defeat consumed me. I went to step away, but, this time, she grabbed my wrist, placing my hand back on her cheek. “I don’t want things the way they were because then I couldn’t do this.” She leaned up on tiptoes, and pressed her plump, sexy as hell lips to mine.
I was so sick of resisting her, so I wrapped my hand around her tiny waist, and pulled her tight against me. I swiped my tongue along her crease, begging her to let me in. Her mouth parted, and I didn’t hesitate, sliding my tongue across the divide. She met me thrust for thrust as I knotted my fingers in her hair.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it, losing myself in Kennedy. Savoring every touch until I could barely control myself. I pulled my mouth from her lips and rested my forehead against hers.
“If we don’t stop, I’ll be arrested for indecent exposure.”
“You do have a thing for public places.” She ran her hand up my chest. “Though, I have to admit, I’m a little surprised you didn’t come with a peace offering like you usually do.”
“I figured this time I just needed myself.”
She smirked. “Becks, that’s all you ever need.”
It was the simplest of statements, but to me, someone who had searched for acceptance his whole life, it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me.
“My next class is cancelled. Just got the email.” She held up her phone. “Want to do something?”
I yanked her back to me until her hips pressed into mine. “I can think of something, or someone, I want to do,” I joked.
“At least we’re on the same page for once,” she purred against my ear, slipping her tongue out, and dragging it against the sensitive skin.
I ran my hand over her face, brushing her hair away. “As much as I want to find the nearest wall, and have my way with you, I want to do this right. I might not be able to give you everything you want, but I’m going to try. So, how about I treat you to a late breakfast, because I’m sure you haven’t eaten anything yet today.”
She bit her lip and smiled. “For someone who pushes me away so much, you know an awful lot about me.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket again, and I took it out. I had two texts from Nix. It was as if he knew what I was doing and was warning me to think again.
“Who’s that?” Kennedy asked.
“Your brother.”
“Oh, what does he have to say?” Before I realized what was happening, she grabbed the phone out of my hand. Her eyes widened before a disgruntled laugh slipped from her lips.
She chucked my phone at my chest, and I caught it before it fell to the ground.
“You missed me, huh? Was that before or after you fucked the blonde? Is that who that girl was that you were just catching up with?”
“No, Kennedy, it’s not…”
“It’s not what? Not what it looks like? How can you deny this?” She steps toward me, and jams her finger at my phone. “It’s as clear as fucking day. And I know damn well you weren’t referring to me because you’re not that stupid to even joke about it with my brother.”
“Kenny, just let me explain.”
“Becks, I feel like that’s all I’ve been letting you do is explain. If it’s not one thing, it’s another. I don’t mind doing whatever we’re doing, even if it’s just sex, but I refuse to do anything with you if you’re sleeping around with other girls. That’s one thing I can’t deal with.”
“There are no other girls.”
“I get that’s who you are, and it’s a lot of me to ask from you, but if we’re going to do—”
I pressed my fingers to her lips. “Can you stop talking for two seconds? There is no blonde. That girl you saw earlier, everything I said about that was true. The only blonde in my life is you. I only texted that to Nix because I don’t want him to suspect anything. So, I lied to my best friend, for you. For us.”
“How do I know you’re telling the truth?”
“Because for some reason, I can’t lie to you.” A shy smile spread across her lips, and I laced my fingers through hers and brought her hand to my lips, placing a chaste kiss on her knuckles. “How about that breakfast?”
“Sounds perfect.”
Chapter 11
Beckham
After an amazing breakfast at the diner, I brought Kennedy to my favorite place on the outskirts of town. I had found it by mistake and was overcome with the sheer beauty of it. I hadn’t been back since. I wanted so desperately to bring someone who could appreciate it as much as I did, but there was no one until Kennedy came along. I knew if anyone would love this place it would be her.
“Where are we going?” she asked, as I turned my car off of the main road, and down a side street.
“You’ll see.”
She tipped her sunglasses down at me, revealing those beautiful brown eyes of hers. “But I want to know now,” she whined and po
uted her lip. “Please.”
I chuckled at her attempt to get me to talk. “You never did like surprises.”
She shook her head, blonde strands falling in her face. “Nope. Which is why you should tell me.” She poked me in the bicep.
“Nope.” A sly smile crossed my face. “Even more reason not to.”
“You’re evil.”
“And you love it.”
“Yeah, sure.” She rolled her eyes, and sunk back into the chair, reaching over, and resting her hand on mine.
I squeezed her fingers and then brought her hand to my mouth, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before returning it to the shifter.
The road turned to dirt as we passed an abandoned house, and I drove as far down as I could before pulling over. Kennedy eyed me curiously before jumping out of the car and looking around.
“What is this?” she asked, as I met her on the other side.
“You’ll see.” I took her hand and guided her down the dirt road and into the woods.
“You’re not going to kill me and bury my body in here?” she joked.
I smiled. “Nah. You’re too pretty to cut up.”
“That’s sick.”
“You started it,” I defended. “Come here.” I tugged her over to me and covered her eyes with my hand.
“You sure you’re not going to kill me?”
“If you don’t stop talking, I might.” I tickled her sides, and she wiggled into my crotch, making me go rock hard. With my free hand, I grabbed her hips, and pulled her ass against my bulge. “You see what you do to me?”
“Mmm,” she groaned, reaching behind her, and cupping my dick. She rubbed up and down then gave it a squeeze. “Please tell me where we’re going involves this.”
I hadn’t thought about it before. I just wanted to show her this place I discovered one day when I went exploring out of boredom. But, now, with her hand on my dick, I was beginning to rethink my plan.
I leaned down, pressing my lips to her ears. “It very well could,” I whispered.
Goosebumps prickled her skin, and I trailed my tongue down her neck, following their path. A moan rumbled up her throat, and I wanted to take her right there on the ground, but I controlled my urges. There would be plenty of time for that.
“But not yet,” I said, and urged her forward.
“Is that water I hear?” she asked, and I tickled her side again.
She squirmed against me, making me want to say fuck it, grab her ass and hoist her up against my bulge. I sucked down the desire clawing its way through my body and leaned close to her. “You are so impatient.”
“I’d call it observant.”
“Of course, you would.” When there was a clearing in the woods, I turned left, and brushed my lips against her ear. “Open,” I said and dropped my hand.
She gasped as she took in the abandoned garden. A small wooden walking bridge crossed over a brook and gave way to a field of a beautiful assortment of wildflowers. It looked as though someone spent a lot of time back here, making it the perfect getaway, but hadn’t been back in years.
Ivy grew along the bridge, wrapping around the banister. A gazebo sat in the far corner just along the brook, surrounded by overgrown rose bushes. Water flowed downstream and birds chirped. Kennedy walked away, and spun around, taking it all in. The smile on her face was the only response I needed.
“Come on.” I held my hand out to her, and she didn’t hesitate, sliding hers into mine. I guided her across the bridge and over to the gazebo.
She let my hand go as she explored the wooden structure that was so weathered it looked like it was always a part of the forest.
She looked out over the railing to the brook, her blonde hair billowing behind her in the slight breeze. She looked like a goddess watching over her land, and in my fantasy, I was her equal and all of this was ours. I walked up behind her and nuzzled my face against her cheek, engulfing her in my embrace.
“Becks, it’s beautiful. Who does this place belong to?” she asked, turning in my arms.
“I think the abandoned house we passed on our way down here. I don’t even know if anyone knows that this place exists anymore.”
“That’s so sad. A place like this should be adored.” She tilted her head and kissed my chin. “How did you find it?”
“I was bored one day. Decided to go exploring. I saw the dirt road, and curiosity got the best of me. When I came upon this, I was so excited, but then that excitement faded because I didn’t have anyone to share it with. I kept telling myself I’d come back, but I never wanted to come alone. This is the type of place you share with someone, and not with just anyone, either.”
She ran her finger down the side of my face. “And you shared it with me?”
“Ken, you’re the only person I ever wanted to share it with.”
Her eyes watered as a smile curved upward on her beautiful face. I cupped her cheeks with both hands and pulled her lips to mine. The kiss was soft and lingering as I savored every second. She ran her hands up my chest then back down, slipping under my shirt to continue her trek upward.
I dipped my head, dragging my tongue across the sensitive spot of her neck, twirling and sucking, until she moaned. Her hands tightened on my bare chest, and her nails dug into my skin, as I moved my lips down her soft skin.
I reached for the hem of her shirt, and she lifted her arms. Her body shimmied in impatience and a laugh erupted from my mouth. “So impatient,” I said. I drew her shirt over her head and my eyes settled on the two perfect mounds hidden from me by pure white cotton. My dick throbbed at the sight. White lingerie on girls was the ultimate turn on for me, and white lingerie on Kennedy was the epitome of beauty. She really was a fucking goddess.
“God, you’re fucking beautiful.” I pushed her bra strap from her shoulder, trailing kisses in its place. My perfect little goddess shivered beneath my lips and a sweet satisfaction filled me, knowing that I could do that to her.
Her fingers ran through my hair, tugging on my hair, and pushing my mouth closer to her skin. I rested my hands on her ass and hoisted her up until her legs wrapped around my waist. She fit perfectly around my body like we were two puzzle pieces finally snapping into place.
“I didn’t want to do this,” I said, dragging my mouth from her shoulder.
“Do what?” she breathed I pushed the material of her bra away and drew her nipple into my mouth. I twirled my tongue around the tight bead, sucking and nibbling, until her fingers knotted in my bun. The sharp pull felt good and made me feel alive.
I slowly eased her onto the floor of the gazebo and looked into her big beautiful brown eyes that were heavy lidded with lust. “Have sex with you in a public place. I wanted to do it right. In my bedroom, on my bed. But…” I shivered, so worked up from having her beneath me. “I need you now.”
She reached down, unzipping my pants, and wrapping her hand around my engorged cock. “I told you. I’ll take you any way I can get you. And, right now, I can’t imagine a better time or place. This is perfect.”
I stared down at her. Her brown eyes glistened against the early afternoon sun, and her blonde hair fanned out around her like an angelic golden curtain. The water trickled behind us, and the rose bushes blocked us from most angles. She was right. In the chaos of it all, every single event that brought us to now, I finally got it right. “With you, it’s perfect chaos,” I said, and smashed my mouth to hers, swiping my tongue along her crease. She parted instantly, and slid her tongue against mine in a seamless rhythmic dance. Electric current ran through my body, fueling my desire to be inside her, to feel her slick walls tighten around my cock.
She ran her hands back up my chest, then grabbed my shirt, and pulled it off. As soon as the material was away from us, I drew her back in for another kiss. She was intoxicating and I couldn’t get enough. I needed to taste her, to feel her, to hear her soft moans muffled against my lips.
I lifted her up, unsnapping her bra with my left hand, and peeling t
he cups away with my other. Her pink nipples beaded into tight peaks, and I raked my thumb across one, while taking the other in my mouth.
I swirled my tongue, lapping and teasing. She arched into me, as I pinched her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger. A moan spilled from her lips and she her head dropped back, surrendering to the pleasure. I trailed a line of kisses down her stomach, stopping at her jeans.
Her hips pushed up, and I laughed at her impatience. I flicked her button open and pulled down the zipper, smiling at the white lacy material. I peeled her pants away from the one thing I craved. The material slid away, revealing more of her perfection. I tossed the pants behind us and spread her legs. She didn’t fight me, or act shy or embarrassed. With a sexy confidence, she allowed her legs to open easily to me. I hooked my finger around the white lace and yanked it aside.
Her pussy glistened, dripping wet with desire. It was practically begging for my tongue and I wouldn’t deny it. I glanced up, catching Kennedy’s lust filled eyes.
“I’m going to do all the things to you that I should’ve that night, and this time, I won’t walk away when I’m done.” It was a promise I would keep. I was determined to do this right. Determined to give Kennedy the attention she deserved.
“What are you waiting for?” she joked with a sexy tilt to her lips.
I tickled her side, and she squirmed beneath my touch. As she let out a laugh, I shoved a finger into her wetness. The laugh turned into a gasp of shock then pleasure. Her head fell back, and I dropped my head, circling her clit with my tongue.
“Oh my God,” she breathed out, only fueling my actions.
I twisted my finger, thrusting in and out, as I lapped at her slick folds. Her hands knotted in my hair and a sharp pain radiated from the roots. The pain mixed with the joy of pleasuring her egged me on. I picked up speed, pumping my finger in rhythm with my tongue.
Her leg wrapped around me, tightening with each lick and thrust. I didn’t stop, determined to bring her to the brink of ecstasy. My finger gleamed with her juices as I pulled it out, sticking two in my mouth before slipping both inside of her. She moaned her appreciation, as her body lifted into me, begging for more.
