this. So I went back to Katelynn and she hooked me up.”
I pulled back so that I could look him in the eye. “I guess these tattoos are wrong now.”
He trailed his fingers down the side of my arm and I shivered. “Why do you say that?”
“Because they mean never loved. I think we took care of that problem for each other,” I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his middle, pulling him down on top of me, “I love you Drake Allen and I always will.”
No words were spoken after that. His lips were on mine as the world around us faded away. Every touch, every brush of his lips sent me into an oblivion of passion and love. My head fell back against the glass with a dull thud as his lips tasted every inch of me. His tongue snaked out and rolled over my nipples, wetting them before blowing his breath over them.
He trailed kisses down my stomach, my hips, until he finally stopped at my thighs. He kissed the inside of each one before moving to the spot I most desired. I cried out as he kissed me there before probing with his tongue ring. My hands flew to his hair as he moved up to my clit and started sucking. I made sounds I didn’t know were possible as he worked me into my perfect oblivion.
I opened my legs wider to allow him better access as I came around his fingers, his tongue never stopping its attack. My body finally came down from heaven as he kissed his way back up my body until he was on top of me, positioned at my entrance.
“I love you Chloe, so much it hurts.”
I moaned as he thrust inside me. He grabbed both my wrists and held them above my head to hold me in place as he thrust deeper than I had ever felt before. Without me asking, he felt my need growing and drove deeper, harder. I shattered underneath him as he continued to pound into me to the point where pleasure was mixed with pain. It was the most amazing pain I had ever felt.
I felt him shudder and he yelled my name as he released his seed into me. We lay there, still connected as we tried to figure out how to breathe again. He slowly pulled out and I groaned. I felt empty without him inside me. He chuckled as he bent down to kiss me. “That was the best car sex of my life.”
I smacked his bare chest as I sat up. “Gee, thanks. You’re going to have to take your car to the carwash tomorrow. Pretty sure my butt print is permanently dented into it.”
He laughed as he helped me off the car, “Not a chance. I plan to drive around with your ass on the front of my car as long as I can.”
We dressed quickly, the cold night air stinging our dampened skin. I gave him one last kiss as I turned to walk to my car.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
I looked at him, confused, “Um, to my car. I can’t just leave it out here all night.”
He raised an eyebrow. “And why not? You can ride back to my house with me tonight and we can come back out here tomorrow to pick it up. Maybe if you’re lucky, we can break in your car the same way we just did mine.”
I laughed. “Not a chance on your life buddy, that was a once in a lifetime event, but since it’s so late I guess I can ride with you.”
I smiled to myself as I grabbed my things from my car and locked it up. Drake held the door open as I slid into his before walking around and getting in himself. He took my hand as he turned the car around and made his way back down the road and onto the interstate. He held it until we reached his house and I smiled to myself at the feel of it. We were together now and yes we still had several issues to work through, but nothing could tear us apart.
Drake
Three months later
I smiled to myself as I watched Chloe making dinner in my kitchen. Well, our kitchen now that she had finally agreed to move in with me. It had taken me almost three months to talk her into it, but she finally gave in. I glanced around the kitchen and the entrance to see several of her possessions already littering my house; her shoes and purse by the door, her books on my table, her jacket thrown over the back of the couch. The sight of her so engrained into my life made me smile. Since she would be leaving with me in a couple weeks to go on tour, we had left most of her things boxed up in the basement.
It had taken us so long to get to this point, almost a year and I counted my lucky stars every day to be with this gorgeous woman. She was everything that I needed, that I wanted out of life, even if I hadn’t realized it before. She had her back to me as she bent down to take our dinner out of the oven and I took advantage of the chance to just stare at her ass in those tiny shorts of hers.
She glanced back and noticed me staring, “And just what are you looking at Mr. Allen?”
I rose from the table and walked over to her. I waited until she closed the oven and set the food on top of the stove before pulling her into my arms. “Just the sexiest, most amazing ass I have ever seen. Woman, I mean woman I have ever seen.”
She smacked me with her oven mitt and laughed. “Nice save buddy. Now go sit down so I can bring our food over to the table and we can eat.”
I happily obliged, her cooking was amazing, far better than anything I had ever attempted to make. She sat the plate in front of me and turned back to the cabinets to grab glasses just as the doorbell rang.
“Can you see who that is babe?” she asked as she rummaged through the cabinets to find a clean glass.
I was on dishwasher duty, and as usual, I was slacking. I made a mental note to do it after dinner as I rose from the table and walked to the door. I opened it to find a vaguely familiar woman standing there. She was in her late thirties or early forties, but years of self-neglect had made her look years older.
“Can I help you?”
She gave me a smile that made my blood run cold. “Yeah, I’m looking for Chloe. I was told I could find her here.”
As soon as the words left her mouth I realized who was standing in front of me. Before I could reply or slam the door in her face, Chloe can around the corner.
“Babe, who’s at the do….”
Her face instantly drained of color as she took in the woman standing in front of us.
“Hello Chloe.”
She was still holding one of the glasses from the kitchen and I watched in slow motion as it slipped from her hand and fell to the floor, shattering into a million pieces. She just stood there and stared as blood started dripping from the cuts covering her bare legs.
“Mom.”
Follow Drake and Chloe as their story continues…..
Twisted
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K.A. Robinson was born and raised in West Virginia. I still live here, next door to two of the most wonderful parents I could ever ask for. When I’m not writing, I continuously have my nose buried deep in a good book; whether it be New Adult, Dystopian, or Paranormal. I work Full-Time at a Kubota Tractor Dealership in Worthington, WV. I am happily married to my High School Sweetheart, and we have a two year old son together. I have a major weakness for Starbucks and Cocoa Pebbles.
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