I hum. “Is that so?”
“Yes.”
My thrusts quicken. “Well, let me tell you what I first thought of you. I couldn’t believe there was someone who existed as beautiful as you. I thought it was almost criminal. Then, you opened up that mouth of yours. That smart fucking mouth that knows how to put me in my fucking place. It was then that I knew I had to have you. I knew you were supposed to be mine.”
We’re having an entire discussion during sex. It should feel strange—talking like this while we fuck—but it only makes me harder, and I can feel that it’s making Mae wetter.
“Tell me more,” she says, throwing my own words back at me as she reaches behind her to grip my veiny forearm.
“You in that cheer uniform of yours. It does something to me. The way you look at me. The way this pussy grips me. We were fucking made for each other, Mae.”
“I know,” she responds. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“That’s it, baby,” I tell her as I grit my teeth, my lower abdomen twanging. My dick twitches, and the thought of Mae walking back into that party with my come dribbling down her thighs underneath her skin-tight jeans makes me explode.
My ears ring, and my muscles flood with bliss. My jaw pops as I continue to work into her. Condensation drips from the car windows.
Mae’s body rocks against me, screaming my name before her orgasm dies down, and I pull out of her pussy and pepper kisses down the length of her back—each one a silent promise that we’re in this together.
No matter where we are.
It’s us.
Her and me.
35: Mae
Ican’t spend another second sifting through sites looking for apartments to rent in Florida. There are so many nice ones. They all look amazing, but I keep finding something to fault them on, even when I know that the bathroom layout or the fact that it’s close to a busy road wouldn’t be a deciding factor for me.
It’s because I don’t want to settle on one. Because the thought of Florida terrifies me. But I have to do this.
I can’t shake the feeling that I’ll disappoint Nathan if I allow this opportunity to slip through my fingertips. One of the reasons he quit football was so he could come with me.
The sound of the front door opening and closing sends a chill down my spine. I can tell by the silence that my mom’s back after spending the past five nights with a friend, because finding out about Nathan and me was a total shock for her. I haven’t seen her since the evening he kissed me on that field in front of everybody.
Instead of ignoring me like she usually does when she gets home, she heads into the plain living room and sits on the armchair opposite me. Bracing her hands on her knees, she takes a deep breath. “Mae.”
My lips flatten. “Mom.” I’ve prepared a speech, but now that I’m in the situation, all memory of it is gone.
I did the exact thing my mom didn’t want me to do.
“Sophia’s out.”
My head jerks at her statement, and I blink, wondering if I’ve entered an alternate universe where my mom is actually on my side. “What?”
Frustration flashes in her irises, but she sighs and covers it quickly. “I said Sophia is out. She’s gone from the team. She helped threaten you, Mae. That’s not something I take lightly.”
My mom’s waiting for me to respond, but it feels like there’s no air left in the room. I’m greedily breathing it in, my lungs desperate for more.
“Mae… I’m trying to talk to you here. I’m trying to…. do something good.”
I immediately nod. “Yes, um, okay. So, you cut Sophia from the team?”
“I did. She came to me. Admitted everything. Not that she had much choice. Kevin Slater was this close,” she pinches her finger and thumb together until there are only a few centimetres between them, “to ratting her out since he didn’t get what he wanted. He wanted someone to go down the drain, at least.”
“Did she tell you why?”
My mother drops her gaze. Her usually glossy hair looks dull. And her face is pale and lifeless. “She watched the routines where you performed in her spot while she was on her honeymoon. She was worried you’d take her place. Because you were good, Mae. You were a good addition to the team.”
