Wade: Summers of Love: A Why Choose Romance (Seasons of Love Book 3)

by Pepper Paris

  Wade

  Summers of Love Book 3

  Pepper Paris

  Contents

  Also by Pepper Paris

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  A Note from the Author

  Copyright © 2019 Pepper Paris

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  Summers of Love: Wade

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  This is a work of fiction and in no way is meant to portray actual people, names, places, events, or situations. The ideas were from the author’s own imagination, and any resemblance to people living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission, except in the case of quotations for articles and reviews.

  Dedication

  To my: Family for putting up with my long hours and cranky moods when I’m on a deadline.

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  Editing by: Dana Hook

  Cover Design by http://www.StunningBookCovers.com

  Also by Pepper Paris

  The Seasons of Love Series:

  Summers of Love: Carter

  Summers of Love: Kelly

  Summers of Love: Wade

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  Coming Soon:

  Summers of Love: Jay

  Chapter One

  Roxie

  Under my roommate Sarah’s influence, I’d finally given in and agreed to go out with her to the local pizza hangout.

  The first few weeks after school let out were filled with cleaning my aunt’s things from the house, and taking my mother to doctor’s appointments to monitor the cancer growing inside of her.

  I’d really hoped that we could get along during the time she had left. My childhood had been filled with taking on adult responsibilities and very little love, but as she has lost the ability to deal with doing the most basic things, she’s opened up a little bit.

  Don’t get me wrong, she was still mean, and frequently complained and ranted over the slightest things. But this was because she missed her sister, and needed someone to confide in as she attempted to deal with and accept her fate.

  Until recently, I’d felt like I’d gotten past most of the hurt, but when my boyfriend abandoned me for the army, all of those feelings of insecurity had come rushing back.

  Devastated that he hadn’t even spoken to me about his thoughts or plans, I had almost given up on men. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. I had three other boyfriends who were all in different parts of the country at the moment.

  Carter was in Texas working on his degree after finally agreeing to give college a try. There had been an opportunity to work with a respected horticulturist at Texas A&M University, where he could gain a lot of valuable experience. While crushed that he wasn’t here with me, I knew that it was the best thing for him.

  Jay was in Seattle, Washington, working on his internship while taking pre-med classes. He was trying to gain as much experience as possible before he jumped into the medical program, having an advantage over his classmates. He’d scored high on his entrance exams, and was able to opt-out of most of the core classes. Kelly and I had been to visit him over Thanksgiving because he’d been gone almost two full years, and I’d needed to see him in person.

  Wade was on tour, managing his band as they traveled all over the United States. He’d been amazing in letting me and Kelly crash at his empty apartment while he was gone, since we’d both had no place to go. Last year during spring break, he’d invited me out to L.A. to hear the band and do something fun for a change. The accounting firm I worked for hadn’t minded me not coming into the office that week, and I’d gotten to fly for the first time ever.

  Kelly was the boyfriend in trouble at the moment. He’d had a hard year, because when he changed schools, his parents had kicked him out, wanting nothing to do with him if he wasn’t going to pursue a career in football. Then, on the last day of school, I showed up to find Kelly with his bags packed, ready to leave for boot camp. It hurt.

  When they’d all gone, I’d turned to the one person that I had left—Sarah, who hadn’t let me down by suggesting that she come home with me to cheer me up and keep me company while I got things settled.

  She called my group of guys the ‘subscription club of the month,’ but honestly, I hadn’t planned for any of them to be with me when I needed them the most.

  I’d been selfish when we’d all graduated, and I proposed that instead of me having to choose between my best friends, I sleep with all of them instead. It had been a crazy idea, and while we managed to have two or three of us together, we hadn’t been able to recreate the magic we’d had that night in the tree house.

  Carter had been there for the first year, followed by Kelly when he’d left, but now they were both gone, and Wade and Jay were completely occupied with what was going on in their own lives.

  Sarah’s answer had been to dump them all and find a new guy, or lots of them, to keep my mind off of things. I couldn’t do that because I loved each and every one of my guys.

  She’d volunteered to look after my mom while I was at work, and then I took over in the evenings so she could go out and sample the local flavor. I’d called my friend Amy to help Sarah meet a few of the people my age, but she hadn’t had any trouble fending for herself after that first introduction.

  Sophia, Carter’s stepmother, had volunteered to spend the night with my mom so that I could go out for the evening.

  “Roxie, you need a break. I know your mom isn’t doing good, but that doesn’t mean you need to abandon life altogether. Go have fun with Sarah. Your mom and I will be just fine here watching a few old movies and pretending that we’re not snoring.” Sophia had shooed me from the house with multiple reassurances.

  I couldn’t argue, because although I was exhausted, the thought of getting out of that toxic atmosphere, even for a meal, was very appealing.

  We’d just finished eating, and the discussion had turned to where we were going to go hang out for the rest of the night, when I felt someone slip a hand into mine and tug me away from the group.

  Wade was standing there looking at me as if I was something he wanted to devour.

  “What are you doing here?” I started to ask, but he put a finger to my lips and pulled me out the door.

  Wade

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  “This way.” I pushed her toward the alley.

  She followed, opening her mouth to question me, but shut it until we were out of hearing.

  “There.” I pointed to a small opening in the alleyway that would block us from view of anyone passing by. “Shh,” I whispered, running a hand up her thigh to the edge of her dress, “or they’re going to hear you inside.”

  My finger traveled up to her lace panties and I gave them a tug, causing her to whimper. “Our boys haven’t been taking care of you like they were supposed to. I guess I’ll have to do the job myself.”

  The sound of her panties tearing brought Roxie’s eyes to my face. “I hope those weren’t special, because I’m going to need all access to that sweet spot to make up for lost time.”

  Not asking for permission, I ran a finger between her slit, which was rapidly becoming wet.

  Laying my lips over hers, I shoved my wet finger inside, catching her moan with my mouth as she started trying to fuck my finger.


  “Slow down, Mouse. We’ll get there, but I’m going to make you come before I shove my dick inside.”

  Her arms tried to take purchase of the brick wall, looking for a place to hang onto as I moved my finger around, getting acquainted with her body after being gone for so long.

  When her teeth bit her lip to keep from making a noise, I knew I’d found the sweet spot and continued at a faster pace, adding more fingers until she couldn’t take it anymore. She leaned her head forward, muffling the sound as she came on my fingers.

  I stopped and let her come down from the high as I slid an arm around her for support.

  “Oh my God, Wade. That was amazing!”

  Moving my arm between her and the wall, I found the zipper on her dress and watched as her eyes grew wide as I slowly unzipped it. My hand easily found the clasps of her strapless bra, and in seconds, I dropped it to the ground and zipped her back up.

  “What are you doing?” She gasped as I pulled the firm mound out of her dress and rolled my tongue around her nipple.

  “Tasting you,” I mumbled, hungry for her body, but making myself wait.

  “Hmm, don’t stop, please.” Her fingers tried to dig into the brick behind us.

  My fingers in her started to move again, and without much effort, I had her moaning again. I quieted her with an intense kiss, leaving us both breathless as she coated my fingers in her juices.

  “I need you inside me. Do you have a condom?” she groaned, fiddling with my belt.

  Removing my fingers, I placed my hand over hers, and reached with the other for my back pocket. “I’m going to assume this is you giving consent?”

  “Yes, hurry. I need you so much.”

  I opened the wrapper and rolled it down over my hard shaft. “Your wish is my command, princess.”

  With only the tip at her swollen entrance, she groaned, having forgotten that I was larger than the others.

  Reaching to pull her other breast out of her dress, I gave it my attention while moving the tip of my dick slowly in and out.

  Deciding that I was taking too long to put it all the way in, Roxie placed both her hands on my shoulders and forced herself down.

  Grabbing her bare ass, I held on for dear life as she moved up and down my dick. Her back was braced against the wall, taking some of her weight off my hands so that she was able to control the rhythm of her thrusts.

  I cupped her thick ass cheeks in my hands and watched as her breasts bounced with her efforts. Glowing white in the dark alleyway, they were mesmerizing, making my dick harder, if that was possible.

  The constant pumping of my dick and her quiet moans were drawing me closer, but I didn’t want to come before she did, so I moved in, catching one of her nipples, stopping her movements.

  “Wrap your legs around me,” I growled, wanting to pound that sweet pussy into the wall.

  She immediately did so, allowing me to use my hands again.

  Keeping it slow but steady, I started moving in and out of her now that she’d adjusted to my length. I took my thumb and placed it gently on her clit to rub it in all the right ways. It was a tricky little button that had to be worked just right to produce the result I needed.

  The build of pressure started in both of us until it erupted, making me want to roar with the effort.

  Her body was trembling so much, I pulled her close and held her tightly while I carried her to my bike by the back door in the alley.

  Sitting her on my bike seat, I quickly zipped my pants while shielding her from anyone that might exit through the back door. Coming down on the cold seat of my motorcycle brought her back to reality as she shoved her breasts back into her dress.

  “Wade, we can’t leave my bra back there.” She started to get off the bike.

  “Stay put, I’ll bring it to you.” I walked back to the small opening and dusted off her bra. Just picturing her against the bricks was making me hard again. I needed to take this girl back to my house.

  “Here it is.” I put it in the small compartment on the back and handed her my helmet.

  “Where are we going?” Roxie asked, adjusting the straps.

  “My house, so I can ravage you some more. I’ve really missed you, Mouse. Not being with other girls on the tour was complete torture.”

  Roxie gasped. “You haven’t had sex with anyone else in two years? I never meant that you guys were committed to only me when we were together in the tree house. I assumed that you would go out and do your own things.”

  “Oh, we did go out and do stuff, just not sex with other women. I’m a one-woman kind of man, Roxie, and you’re the only one I want.” I started the engine so that she couldn’t respond with something that I wasn’t ready to hear yet.

  The ride back to my place was quick and quiet, because without another helmet, there was no way to have a conversation.

  I pulled in behind a garage that had an apartment upstairs. Looking around to make sure that we were alone in the back street, I had an idea I’d been dying to try for a while, and now was the perfect moment.

  “Stay here,” I commanded, taking the helmet off of her and placing it on the ground. “Is your pussy still wet?”

  I could see the blush creeping up her face before she shyly answered, “Yes, and I’ve gotten your seat all wet.”

  “Hmm, just want I was hoping.” I pulled her legs up so that her feet were resting on the handlebars.

  Not giving her a chance to protest, I lifted her dress and dove into her very wet spot.

  During high school, I’d messed around a lot because I never considered that Roxie would want someone like me, and, well, I was a horny teenager. She was someone that couldn’t compare to any other women in my past, h. Her own personal scent filled my nostrils as I put my tongue to her sweet folds and started eating dessert.

  Her moans filled the air as I went to town, making sure to lick all of her juices from the inside out. My tongue was busy, but I brought my finger up to rub her button in a circular motion, causing her legs to shake beside my head. Her hands finally found a place in my hair as she pulled tighter the closer she got, letting out a small shout as she flooded my face with her orgasm.

  “Oh my Gosh, Wade. I’ve missed you,” she gasped as she recovered her breath. “Four times in one night. Sarah will be so jealous.” She sat up quickly, almost falling off the bike. “Shit, I forgot about Sarah.”

  “How do you think I knew where you were going to be tonight?” I grinned as she let her arms dangle around my neck, trying to balance on the bike.

  “Let’s get you upstairs before someone calls the cops and ruins all of our fun for the summer.” I picked up her boneless body and carried her up the stairs to my apartment and opened the door.

  Roxie

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  Wade had completely surprised me, and after almost a month without sex, I was starting to think I’d lost my mojo. That was completely out of the park, and I was going to need more information about his past than he’d told me before.

  I had kept most of my extra stuff at his apartment from the previous year since I hadn’t been living with my mom. Now that I’d been back, I’d been busy and had completely forgotten about it.

  Regaining my ability to walk, I got up from the couch and made my way to the bathroom, feeling the need for a shower.

  Wade joined me, leaning against the doorframe, holding my discarded bra on the tip of his finger.

  “Missing something?” He grinned, satisfied that he’d surprised me.

  “Nope. Now that you’re here, I’m not missing anything.”

  He walked over to help with my zipper, and instead of turning on the shower, he put the stopper in the tub and sprinkled some bath beads along the bottom.

  “What are you doing?”

  He moved closer to surround my naked body.

  “You’re going to be sore from all that we did, and I’m afraid that we scraped up your back a little. A bubble bath will help you relax and work out the sore muscles so it wo
n’t take you as long to recover.” He held out his hand and I took it, stepping into the tub gingerly.

  The warm water did feel wonderful, but just as I started to enjoy it, Wade walked out the door.

  “Hey, get back in here and tell me everything.” When he didn’t respond, I said the one thing that would bring him back. “I’ll get out if you don’t come in here.”

  “Chill, woman. I was just getting you a clean shirt and panties since you won’t be wearing that dress again.”

  “Aw...” I gave him the sweetest smile as he put down the toilet lid and laid my clothes on it.

  “Stay.” I pointed to the side of the tub.

  With a sigh and a grin, he sat on the floor against the wall facing me. “What do you want to know?”

  “Why aren’t you with the band? They had gigs all summer long.”

  “It’s a long story, but the short version is that when Kelly sent us his text explaining that we were to watch over you while he was gone…” Wade pushed a hair behind his ear. “I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. He’s my friend, and he didn’t tell us or even mention it to us. Then, when I realized that you were here alone, I started to make arrangements to leave the band.” He gave me a small smile. “What was he thinking abandoning you like that, especially when you needed him the most?”

  The bubbles covered me so I didn’t feel as self-conscious lying naked in the tub.

  “I can’t blame Kelly, not as much as I really want to. He has to do this for himself. Carter had to take that opportunity in Texas, and you’re losing out on the best money you could make with that band. Jay’s learning how to save people’s lives.” I shook my head emphatically. “When I suggested that all of you meet me in the tree house, I never meant or wanted for you to give up your dreams. I’m so not worth that.”