Zeke
I thrust into her warm pussy one more time before my cum filled her completely. Daisy panted underneath me as her fingers dug deeper into my back, raking down the skin, marking me as hers. I made a motion to thrust in her again, solidifying the mark of my own that I was leaving.
This girl was mine, damn it. I had waited months for her to finally turn eighteen, even though I was seven years older than her. We both had waited so long to finally be together.
I was just a mechanic, she the mayor’s daughter.
Where I had grease under my fingers, she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
We couldn’t be more opposite, but in the moment we were one and the same.
Two bodies craving each other and madly in love.
I leaned down and kissed Daisy, brushing a lock of her blond hair out of her face. I needed to see her, to see the woman I wanted to make mine forever. The bright smile I had seen just a few hours ago, though, was gone, and now there was the darkest of clouds over us.
“What’s wrong, star?” I sang out the nickname I gave her. She was the epitome of Christmas and when I watched her light up the town square tree just a few days ago, I knew it was all but fate when I called her it. She was this bright star in a dark world I had created around me.
“Nothing, just thinking.”
I could tell she was forcing the smile on her face, but I kissed her lips and rolled over, bringing her back to my chest and spooning her in my arms.
“Well, you can think in my arms tonight.” I kissed the back of her neck and silently praised her for telling her parents she was spending the night at a friend’s house. It meant when morning came I would get to have her all over again.
Except that never came.
When I rolled over in the morning and felt the cold empty spot next to me, I knew everything was wrong. My heart felt destroyed and I had no idea why she had left that night. The only thing I thought I knew was that I was never going to see her again, but even with that I was wrong.
Because never only lasted three years.
