Untangle Me (Love at Last #1) Page 9

  Kayden: I’m here, be there in a few.

  I was shaking—I’d never been so excited and nervous to see someone. I tried to steady my hands and calm my nerves. He came into view wearing a white T-shirt and white and gray shorts. He looked handsome, and I couldn’t wait to touch him. We embraced, and I inhaled deeply. I didn’t want to remove my arms from around his body. He kissed me with hunger. We needed to get out of this public place and into a more private setting.

  We held hands as we left the airport and entered the parking garage. The walk seemed to take forever, and he chuckled when he saw where I had parked—he knew why I picked that isolated spot.

  He opened the back door with a smirk. “In.”

  I crawled across the back seat, so he would have room to get in the car. He sat on the seat, and I straddled his legs. I kissed him with a longing I had never felt before. He kissed me back with as much passion and lust, running his fingers through my long brown hair. He reached down and unzipped his pants. His fingers trailed lightly up my inner thighs. I ached for him—wanted him in me. My wish was partially granted as his fingers slid easily inside me. I was ready for him.

  He kissed my neck as his fingers worked in and out of me. He used his teeth to pull down the front of my dress to expose my breasts. He groaned before sucking my nipple into his mouth. I was moaning and squeezing his shoulders, but I needed more than his fingers inside of me—I needed his cock. As if reading my mind, he slid himself inside me. I didn’t know if my body would ever get used to his size, not as long as we lived apart.

  It was slow at first. I wanted to savor the feel of him. I moved my hips, grinding my body into his, and I took all of him that I could inside me. I had missed the intimacy. His head was tipped back, and he grabbed my hips, slowing my movement. My hair dripped with sweat, and it fell between us.

  The air was thick and smelled of sex. His body shook as I slowed my movement. I buried my face in his neck and gasped for air. I planted a kiss on his neck and rested a moment. When I felt his body go lax, I climbed off him.

  We both broke out into laughter when we caught sight of each other outside the car. Our faces were flushed, our clothing and skin dripping wet.

  “Damn, I’m so hot! I thought I was going to pass out,” I said, breathing like I’d just run a marathon.

  “That was sexy as hell. I don’t think I’ve come so quickly since I was a teenager.”

  I grabbed a drink out of a small cooler I packed before leaving. I cracked open an energy drink and took a sip.

  “I see you planned ahead, dirty girl.” He held out his hand, waiting for me to finish.

  “I thought you’d be thirsty from the flight.” I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

  “Liar.” He grabbed the drink from my hand and emptied the contents.

  We climbed inside and blasted the air as we drove to the hotel. We had a room reserved at the beach for the evening. The next day we were driving to his parents’ home a couple of hours south.

  The hotel was plain gray brick with colorful doors. It faced the beach and would be perfect for one night. He undressed, facing away from me, but I couldn’t stop looking at him. I soaked in the sight of his naked flesh.

  “I got something for you,” Kayden said smoothly as he started to turn around slowly.

  “What?”

  My mouth dropped open. “When? Why?” I asked.

  “I did it for you—to prove my love to you. There’s no one else, Sophia. I’m yours forever.”

  I moved toward him, bending over to see his thigh better. Black ink spelled out my name in beautiful cursive lettering. I touched it, and he flinched.

  “It’s still a little tender.”

  “Sorry. Wow! I don’t know what to say.” I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.

  “You told me no one had ever put your name on their body. I wanted to be the first…and only.”

  I stood quickly, wrapping my arms around him. He declared his love and proved it in a permanent way. It wasn’t marker that could be washed off. It was tattooed on his skin…for eternity. I had so many insecurities when it came to Kayden. His life had been filled with wildness, while mine was lived through books. I worried I wouldn’t be enough for him, but this showed he was mine. It didn’t scare me, even though it should. The tattoo wiped out the worry I had for our future, my future. He might be a little crazy and impulsive, but I loved that about him. When I had doubts about Kayden’s love, I just needed to remember I was always with him.

  He grabbed me and slammed my body against the wall. He nipped at my lips with just the right amount of tongue as if sensing my need. His taste was sweet. He pushed my dress to the floor and crushed my body with his. His fingers trailed over my skin, softly moving them up to my rib cage and then to my breasts. Goose bumps covered my body.

  He turned me around, pushing my chest flat against the wall. He bit the back of my shoulders and licked up my neck to my ear.

  “Fuck!” I moaned.

  I wanted his cock inside me. His fingers found my throbbing sex, slowly entering me. His other hand moved to my stomach before sliding to my breast. His fingers twisted slowly inside my pussy.

  I felt his hands wrap around me then, grabbing my thighs. I yelped from the feeling of my feet lifting off the floor. Carrying me by my hips and thighs, he placed me on the bed facedown, hanging over the edge, and adjusted me to his desired position. I tried to lift my head to see, but he pushed my head into the mattress. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt his hot breath on my ass. I wanted him badly, and I wished he’d just fuck me already.

  I moaned and pushed my ass higher in the air, hoping he would get the hint. He backed away and slapped my ass. He rubbed the head of his cock on my pussy as his other hand pushed down between my shoulder blades. I kept moving around. I couldn’t lay still while he tormented me. He slapped my ass again.

  I knew that I couldn’t do anything to make it happen any faster than he wanted. I lay there, eyes closed, waiting. The tip of his cock entered me and stilled. When I turned my head to look at him, my lips were captured by his mouth. He thrust into me, smooth and quick, and I moaned in his mouth.

  After each thrust, he pinched my nipples. He picked up the pace and pushed into me rapidly. I moaned and thrashed against the sheets. I moved my hands to find something to hold on to as my toes curled, and my mind went blank. My body stiffened, overwhelmed with the orgasm that slammed into me.

  I didn’t want him to stop, but I didn’t know how much more I could take. His body tensed. His rhythm slowed, and his breathing intensified. He collapsed onto my back, and both of our bodies were slick with sweat. He held me tightly and kissed my shoulder and then my neck. I flipped over, wrapped my legs around him, and kissed him on the lips. My energy had evaporated, and the only craving left was sleep.

  That evening, we went to dinner at a quaint little restaurant on the ocean. He convinced me to try foods I’d never tasted before. We shared our dinners, had beer, and enjoyed the music before deciding to walk the beach.

  The sand still held the warmth from the sun. Sand filled the crevices of my feet as the waves crashed over top. The sun slowly lowered below the horizon as we talked about our dreams for the future.

  “Are we going to survive this?” I asked.

  “Survive what?”

  “The long-distance thing. It’s only going to get harder,” I replied.

  “We’ll be okay, Sophia. It won’t be like this forever.”

  “I can’t leave before the end of the school year, which is over nine months away.”

  “We’ll figure it out. Let’s take it one step at a time. It’ll all work out,” he said.

  “Want to walk down to the pier?”

  “Sure,” he replied, sensing my need to change the subject.

  The pier was illuminated, and a large crowd had gathered, catching our attention. Local artists displayed their work along the railings. A small table had bracelets adorned with names. I wanted one with his name. I
searched, finding one and grabbing it quickly. I needed something with his name to display on my body too. Kayden paid the artist and placed it on my wrist. Distant lightning danced across the sky.

  He let go of my wrist, brushing the windswept hair out of my face. “Let’s head back to the room.”

  “I want to lie in your arms until I fall asleep,” I said.

  He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and I rested my head on his chest as we walked back to the room.

  I had missed sleeping with him—the intimacy. Kayden threw his clothes on the floor before I had a chance to put my purse down. He turned on the TV and switched off the lamps. I undressed quickly and crawled under the covers with him. I felt at home at that moment, my body wrapped around his and my head on his chest, fingers playing with his chest hair. His hand stroked my back as my eyes began to close. I moved my hand to his face and toyed with his goatee, gently tugging on the tip.

  I had been in a deep sleep, but my body was now in motion. Kayden moved my legs, and I didn’t bother to open my eyes or ask what he was doing. I could feel his hardness against my back. His fingertips brushed against my opening, and I was slick and ready. He grabbed my hip with one hand and was holding himself against me with the other. Pushing slowly inside of me, he held on to my hips. His chest rubbed against my back. He bit my neck as he moved an arm around my waist. I leaned my body back into his and arched to allow him to have easier access and a better angle. He fisted my hair and held me in place while he used me as a sex toy. He pumped inside of me like a well-oiled machine before coming to an abrupt stop. His cock stayed nestled inside of my body as he pulled me tightly against him. I drifted back to sleep and dreamed of Kayden.

  17

  Kayden

  Devotion

  I know I shocked and scared Sophia with my tattoo. It seemed through all of our chats that no one had ever done anything special for her.

  I knew that was extreme and a bit crazy—a permanent act, but she needed to know how important she was to me. She questioned my faithfulness, and I felt this would help calm her worries. I knew she’d be mine, forever. I would make sure of it. I’d give her everything I had to make her want no one else. I’d do my best to love her like she had never been loved before.

  I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I wanted to run into Lisa during our trip. I wanted her to see Sophia and her beauty. I wanted everyone to know Sophia was mine—especially Lisa. She tried to destroy us, but Sophia listened long enough to forgive me. Lisa had always been a controlling bitch, not overtly, but the cunning type. Her pussy blinded me to the venom spewing from her mouth for far too long. Her fangs pierced my skin but didn’t leave a permanent scar on my heart.

  Sophia brought my heart back to life. She radiated good girl but died to be naughty. It was more than just sex for me, though. I adored her and wanted to cherish her. She needed to know she wasn’t just another woman to me. She was the woman. Mine. Always.

  I shuffled out of bed, careful not to wake Sophia. I knew she loved coffee, so I wanted to find her the perfect cup. I stopped by the front desk to ask for their help. They gave me directions to a café nearby to accomplish my task. I needed to be quick, though. Sophia didn’t always sleep in, and she would notice my absence when she began to stir.

  The shop was around the corner, and the aroma filled the street. I ordered her a large caramel something or other. I had never been a coffee drinker, but I knew she liked her coffee sweet and light. I ordered a small for myself because the smell sucked me in, and I’d catch hell if I finished hers before getting back to the room.

  I slowly opened the door, trying to avoid waking her, while balancing the two drinks in my hand. I could see her body wrapped in the sheets, holding a pillow tightly against her chest. I placed the cups on the nightstand and leaned over to kiss her lips. She kissed me back without opening her eyes.

  “Morning, beautiful,” I said, backing away.

  “I woke up, and you were gone. Where’d you go?”

  “I figured you’d need a fresh cup of coffee.” My eyes watched as she began to stretch but quickly sat up when she heard the word coffee.

  Her eyes darted around the room. “You went and got me coffee, really?”

  “Yes, silly girl.” I reached for the cup on the nightstand and handed it to her.

  She cradled the cup in her hands, sniffing the tiny opening on the white lid. “It smells heavenly. Thank you, Kayden.”

  “We have a long drive ahead, and I thought you’d want one before we left.”

  “Fuck.”

  “What?” I asked.

  “I’m so nervous to meet your parents. What if they don’t like me?”

  “They will adore you. My mom already thinks you’re the best thing to happen to me,” I told her.

  “You’ve talked to your mom about me?” Her eyebrows rose.

  “Yes, I couldn’t wait to tell her about you. She was impressed you’re a librarian. I told her everything.”

  “Everything?” Her eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.

  “She’s my best friend, and I share the good and the bad with her,” I told her with a laugh.

  “Oh my God, you didn’t tell her about our sex life, did you?”

  “Not all the details, but she knows if you’re with me that you have a freaky side.”

  “Fuck. How can I look her in the eyes now?” she asked, covering her eyes.

  “My mom’s the least judgmental person I know, and she loves you already. Don’t worry so much, Sophia. Not many women I’ve dated have actually met my mom. You’re only the third, and one was my ex-wife.”

  She shook her head, not believing my words. I couldn’t wait for her to meet my mom. I rarely introduced women to her. She worried enough without meeting the menagerie of women that strolled through my life. They weren’t the type to bring home and introduce to the parents but the type to fuck and leave.

  “Want to grab breakfast and sunbathe before we go?” I asked.

  “Yes, as long as your parents don’t mind us showing up later.”

  “Nah, we’ll meet them at the club later. I’ll text my mom and let her know.”

  Sophia grabbed some things from her bag and changed in the other room. I couldn’t wait to see her in a swimsuit. She always covered her body. The bathroom door opened slowly.

  “You ready?” she asked.

  “I’m dying here. Come out.”

  A leg emerged from the open doorway, but I couldn’t see the rest of her.

  “Sophia, lemme see already.”

  “You’re not going to be happy,” she said, hidden from view.

  She hopped from the doorway into the room, throwing her arms in the air playfully.

  What the fuck is she wearing? The only skin visible was her shoulders, arms, and legs.

  “That’s not a bathing suit, babe. Turn around.” She twirled in a circle as the skirt lifted, barely showing her ass.

  “Yes, it is.” She placed her hands on her hips, ready to argue.

  “I’m buying you a real suit today. One that shows off that fucking knockout body you have underneath that thing.”

  “Fine, but when you’re not around, I’m wearing this one.”

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way. When I’m not around, wear this one all you want,” I said.

  Buying a new suit would be my first priority of the day. We found a small shop I had seen on my way to the café. Sophia needed something sexy. She ran her fingers across the suits as she walked by them.

  “These are all so skimpy, Kayden.”

  “Exactly! I want to see that fucking sexy body glistening in the sun. I’ll pick some out for you to try on.”

  I grabbed a couple suits with little triangle tops and side-tying bottoms. She wrinkled her nose as she watched me.

  “Wear one for me, Sophia.”

  She went into the dressing room, and I could hear noises of disgust coming from inside.

  “Lemme see each one,” I
said.

  She opened the door with a look of displeasure, and my eyes lit up. She looked phenomenal. Her attitude in that moment gave me a glimpse inside this woman. I’d never have to worry about her being too flashy or showing too much skin. She was modest, and it made my cock hard.

  18

  Sophia

  Meet The Parents

  We arrived a little past five to a full parking lot. My stomach lurched at the thought of all the strangers inside. I always hated meeting new people in large groups. People would be studying me, judging me.

  I held his hand as we waited to be buzzed in to the private club. I couldn’t see inside due to the privacy glass on the door.

  “Here we go,” Kayden said, opening the door.

  Dozens of pairs of eyes fell upon us as we walked through the door. People around the room called out his name as if seeing an old friend.

  “I spent a lot of time here after I got in trouble,” he said, pulling me through the crowd.

  As we approached the table, people hurried to make room and grabbed extra chairs. A woman with short blond hair approached us with her arms outstretched. She gave him a hug, squeezing him hard, and kissed his cheek.

  “Mom, this is Sophia.”

  I grabbed his arm, unsure if his mom would welcome me.

  “I’ve heard so much about you, Sophia. I’m so happy my son has found such a wonderful person.” She wrapped her arms around me in the biggest hug.

  Kayden walked around the table, hugging and kissing the older women. Their faces lit up when he neared. The men shook his hand and welcomed him back. Kayden turned to face me.

  “This is Sophia, everyone…my girlfriend,” he said, smiling at me.

  “We’ve heard so much about you,” said one woman. Lovely.

  “Sophia, this is my dad, Joe,” Kayden said, holding on to his father’s shoulder.

  His dad reached for my hand, holding it tenderly, and kissed my cheek.

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Michaels.”