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.
