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Instantly my mind thinks that maybe he doesn’t want to do this with me. I try to pull my shirt down with shaking hands, looking everywhere but his eyes. “It’s okay,” I mumble until I hear him literally growl.

“God damn it,” he says, grabbing me and halting my movements. Grabbing my hands, he pushes them up and holds them in one of his hands while he grinds his erection straight on my pussy. “Don’t get me wrong, Emilee, I want this more than I want anything. I’m only asking because I want to make sure that you are okay with giving me the one thing you can’t take back,” he says, lowering his forehead till it touches mine. “You are all I have been able to think about since coming to this school. I sit in class with all my blood rushing to my dick every time you move, and I smell your scent. I want nothing more than to rip your pants off and sink into your sweet pussy.”

My pussy clamps down on nothing, and the pulse in my clit intensifies. God, I think I can come just by listening to him talk like that. Leaning up, I kiss him. “Yes, I want you to be my first Parker. I want you to have it, to have all of me.”

With that, he kisses me so hard I’m sure I’ll have a bruise on my lips. He leans back and pulls my pants and soaked panties off swiftly. “Fuck, what a beautiful sight that is,” he says. I want him to see all of me, so I pull my top off as well. Fuck the fact that it’s cold out. I pull his shirt off after I’ve taken mine off. Laying back down, I pull him with me, and he starts trailing kisses between my breasts and down my stomach. I automatically suck in my gut, trying to make it smaller. This earns me a little nip that I feel in my core.

“Don’t do that. Don’t try to hide from me. I love everything about your body. All of this is for me and me only. I will love and do with it as I please.” He growls at me while leaving sloppy kisses all over my belly. Pushing my legs wider apart, he runs a finger up my slit. “Is this wet just for me?”

“Yes,” I moan because I need him to do more.

“Fuck yeah, it is,” he says before he skims his nose up my slit, and I feel a blush come across my face. He’s the first person ever to see or touch me there. I fear that I smell, but when he groans and licks his lips, all my fears disappear.

With the first swipe of his tongue, my eyes roll back in my head, and I’m sure it’s about to all be over. He keeps licking, from my hole up to my clit, sucking when he gets there, and the fire in my belly keeps building until I’m sure I’m going to burst into flames. I tense up when I feel him insert one finger into me. “Easy, baby girl, I got you,” he says against my folds as he slowly moves his finger in and out of me. God, who knew this could feel this good?

“Parker,” I moan as he applies more suction to my clit, curls his finger, and presses a magic button inside me. Fireworks shoot off behind my eyes as I clench around his finger, and the fire rages in my belly. I can’t breathe as he keeps sucking and stroking me from the inside out. Finally, when I can breathe again, he removes his finger, sticks it in his mouth, and cleans all my juices off.

Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out his wallet and takes out a condom. Slowly, he stands up and pulls his pants and boxers down. When his dick pops out, I can’t help but stare. I see a bead of precum on the head of it, and before I can second guess myself, I lean up and lick up his seam, taking the head of his dick in my mouth. He tastes salty and sweet at the same time.

He groans out my name, and I can’t help but smile. Watching this man lose control has that fire roaring back to life inside me. “Baby, if you keep that up, I won’t ever get inside of you, and I need to be inside of you now,” he says.

“Oh, okay,” I say, laughing inside. I have never felt so powerful in my life.

I watch him rip the packet open and roll it down himself, which is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I feel the fire building again in my stomach, and I want him inside me. I know it will hurt, but I need him.

Lowering himself between my legs, he kisses me and sucks my bottom lip between his teeth. “This will hurt a little, baby, but I promise to go slow.”

“I trust you, Parker.” And I mean it. I trust him the most.

Lining himself up with my opening, I feel his head push in a little bit, and there is a pain to being stretched, but I can handle it. “More,” I say. Slowly he inches his way in.

“This is gonna hurt, Butterfly,” he says, kissing me again as he pushes all the way in, and I almost cry out. It feels like he just ripped through something. He stills inside me, giving me time to breathe through the pain and get used to him. I feel stretched to the limit and oh so full.

Finally, I beg him, “Move please, Parker.” Slowly, he starts to thrust, almost pulling all the way out before pushing back in. Soon the pain fades away, and all I feel is pleasure. I feel my orgasm slowly build with every stroke of him. “Oh god, Parker, you feel so good,” I say while raking my nails down his back.

“Baby, I don’t think I can last much longer,” he says through gritted teeth. Reaching between us, he puts a little pressure on my clit, my back arches off the ground again, and I explode around him, squeezing his cock.

“Fuck.” I say as I feel his body still, and he starts twitching inside me.

“Emilee,” he moans my name as his head drops to my shoulder and empties himself inside me.

We lay here briefly, until I started to shiver from the cold. He slowly pulls out of me, and I wince with the soreness of my pussy. He pulls the condom off and disposes of it. I could see the blood on it, but I knew that would happen. I wasn’t expecting him to take his undershirt and gently clean me up. After he’s done, I find my clothes and pull them on. Sitting up, I watch him get dressed, and I have this overwhelming need to tell him I love him.

Sitting beside me, he pulls me into him and kisses my swollen lips. “I don’t want to let you go,” he says into my lips. God, I know that feeling, but he has to go home, and so do I.

“Me either, but we don’t want someone to find us missing.” I laugh because I don’t want this to end. It feels too good to be true. I’m afraid I’ll wake up and discover this is all a dream. Standing up, he pulls me to him. We walk back to his bike, where I kiss him one last time. He watches me crawl back into my room, then when I’m safe, I hear his motorcycle start up. I lay in my bed and pull the hoodie up to my nose, smelling him on me.

My man: I made it home, baby girl. Get some sleep. XO

Me: Tonight was amazing. XOXO

With that, I go to sleep, reliving the perfect night with the perfect guy and the perfect start to my birthday.

CHAPTER TWO

I’m so lost in my world crumbling around me I don’t notice Luna following as I run away from the hospital, leaving my heart behind. The hospital is thirty-five miles from home, a good thirty-minute car ride, and my distressed ass thinks I’m going to walk the whole way. The sound of my labored breathing and my heart pounding are all I can hear. Everything blurs as tears stream down my face. Emilee’s words repeat in my mind, “I’m dead to you.” The fuck she is.A car pulls up in front of me, lighting up the darkness with its brake lights as they come to a complete stop. Tensing up my muscles, I clench my fist at my side. I’m so wound up, if the driver thinks I’m an easy target, they are in for the beating of their life. The driver-side door opens up as a woman steps out. It isn’t until the individual is standing next to the trunk of the car that my brain registers it’s Luna.

“You scared the shit out of me, Parker. Come on, let’s go home,” she says, slowly walking toward me like she is afraid I’ll run.

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