The Rivals - Dylan Allen Page 0,181

he says and lie down naked, and instead of feeling vulnerable, I feel blanketed, protected by the diamond-studded night sky. I can’t take my eyes off it.

“Thank you for this.” He parts my thighs and settles his hips in the cradle of them and hovers over me. His beautiful, sculpted face shadowed by the night and yet, in my mind’s eye, I can see him so clearly.

His eyes shine with promises of a happy ending I’m starting to believe in again.

“Thank you,” I whisper and snake my arm around his strong neck and reach up to kiss him.

His hand slips between us and his eyelashes flutter when he feels the wetness of my pussy. “Oh, Kal, you’re so ready.” He moves his hand and lines his dick up with my opening. My heart rate jumps at the same time as my lungs constrict.

He rests on one elbow and grabs my hip with his other hand and nudges forward. At first, all I feel is pressure. His eyes stay on me and even when mine fall closed, I know he’s looking at me. He nudges forward again, and the pressure turns into a sharp pain and my eyes fly open. “It hurts,” I gasp.

“I know, baby. Here… I can help.” He slips a finger between us and rubs my clit. He pushes forward again, but this time, his thrusts are tiny.

He kisses me and my mouth opens under his and just as his tongue slides inside, he thrusts hard and seats himself to the hilt. My back arches off the mattress in pain and the most provocative fullness I’ve ever known pulls a moan from my core that pours out of me in a long keening sound.

“Yes, let me show you,” he says softly and then he starts moving. He holds me tight, his face pressed into my neck, his lips moving as he tells me how good I feel, how he wants to stay inside of me. I pray that I can remember every detail.

I run my hands down his back and whisper in his ear, “This is the best night of my life.”

“Mine, too…” He presses a kiss to my neck. “Open your eyes and look at the stars. They’re shining for you. And every time you look at them from now on, you’ll think of me, won’t you?”

“Yes.” And at his words, what is just the joining of skin and bone turns into something so much more.

I’m falling in love with him.

I want him to fall in love with me, too.

His hips jerk suddenly and he pulls off me. “I’m coming. Watch my face. See how amazing you make me feel.” He grips my hips and drives into me. I watch his magnificent body, the shifting, flexing muscles in his chest, the bulge in his biceps and all of that beautiful skin as he moves above me.

“Fuck… fuck, fuck.” He groans and moans and throws his head back and groans long and loud at the sky. Seeing his strong neck thrown back and vulnerable makes me feel like the queen of the world. And when my titan collapses onto me, I hold him close and savor feeling safer than I’ve ever imagined.

Even if we never have more than this, tonight was more than I’ve dreamed of. I’ll never forget it.

REMI

The ride home is short, every light we approach turns green. Traffic is nearly nonexistent. It’s like fate is rushing us apart.

I wish I could cancel this weekend. I just hope it goes by quickly and that we can figure out what’s next.

I want to be with her. Beyond this summer. The timing is fucking inconvenient. And if I’m honest, so is she. She’s still in fucking high school. My mother hates her, and soon we’ll live in different cities. The odds are not in our favor, but I’ve never been more determined to defy the odds. I never want this connection to end. It feels really good to be so understood. She feels really good, in general.

When we pull up to the bookstore, I turn the car off and we both sit there.

“So, you’re missing the big party this weekend?” she asks quietly.

“Yeah, it’s not a big deal. We have it every year.”

“Well, we weren’t invited. Not surprised.” She shrugs like she really doesn’t care. But, I hate that they weren’t included in our annual gala.

“I’m sorry. I wish I had some control over the guest list.”

“No, it’s okay. I don’t care. But my mom does.”

“Tell her she’s