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Thank God, because I don't want any barriers between us. Her tits are perfect. It's an injustice that I haven't touched them in months. My tongue assaults each nipple until they are angry buds. She's antsy below me but doesn't try to hurry my actions. Lynx is savoring this as much as I am, we're lost in each other."Lynx, if we do this, I'm never going to let you go. Do you understand that? No more of that step sibling bullshit. Now is your chance to tell me to fuck off." It will kill me to stop now, but she can't ghost me again if we do this. It wouldn't be fair to me. I'd rather stay on the sidelines until she's ready.
She bites her lip making my dick throb with want, but not until she's agreed.Down big boy!"I want you, Hunter, all of you. But what will people think?"
My heart falls to my dick. She wants all of me, just like I do her. "Lynx, when we're on our death beds do you really think wewill care what those people thought about us? Because I won't. I'll remember the way your hair smells right now, and the way the moonlight made your skin glow that night in the gazebo. Those are the things that matter not the judgmental assholes who don't pay our bills."
She softly chuckles. “Please make love to me, Hunter. We can worry about the rest later.”
I nip at her nipple before asking her my last question. "No ghosting me?"
She shakes her head. "Never again. I'm sorry for doing that to you. I didn't know how to deal with my feelings. I was embarrassed that we were doing something wrong."
I nod my acceptance. With no other words needing to be spoken, I hold her gaze as I slip into her. She wraps around me like a glove, as I plunge into her warm tight heat. It takes some coaxing but once she relaxes, I'm able to fill her up to the hilt. I let her set the rhythm at first, but my need becomes too strong to ignore. Our skin slaps together as I pound into her fiercely. She's breathtakingly beautiful, as her long hair spreads out over the pillow. Her cheeks are flushed with our exertion. Lynx doesn't back down and helps me keep the pace. Reaching down between us I rub her clit making her spasm underneath me. She cries with her release which has me following closely behind her.
My come fills her pussy and I can't help but smile into her mouth. We're young but I wouldn't mind getting her pregnant. She will always be mine for now until forever.
I kiss her cheek, then grab a towel for cleanup. Tending to her needs will be something that I’ll never get tired of. After, Lynx lays her head on my chest, and drifts off to sleep instantly. In this moment my heart feels full. For the first time in my life, I truly feel like I’m home. Wherever she is, that’s where I’ll be.
The south is known for many things, old southern folklore being at the top of the list. My mind drifts to the stories I’veheard about the gazebo where we had our first spicy date. The one that has stuck with me these past few months the most was about two forbidden lovers. Their families hated one another because of a feud that started before their births. Lucas Foster, and Moriah Daniel’s secret love affair blossomed into one of legend. The lovers would meet at the gazebo under the light of the moon to talk about their future, on the night they were set to elope Moriah’s parents locked her in her bedroom and wouldn’t allow her to leave. Lucas was brokenhearted by her absence, but wouldn’t give up. He marched to her house, climbed the trellis, and recused his damsel in distress. They were secretly married at the Spanish moss-covered gazebo where they had shared their first kiss. The results of which made her family disown her. However, Moriah never regretted her decision. Lucas became the first mayor of Savannah, while she became his right hand in everything.
Chapter 11
Nightmare
My friend leaving this world changed my life forever. The fact that it was my fault, is something that I will never forgive myself for.-Hunter
Hunter
My body tenses as I beg myself to wake up. I haven't had this dream in months. Watching my friend die again is not something I wish to live over and over. However, when your brain holds you prisoner, there is nothing else you can do. My fight or flight response braces itself for the onslaught of memories that it knows is coming.
The party is popping all around us. Couples are dancing, some are even fucking in the hidden corners of the room. My dad is out of town again, so Dedrick and I, threw this back-to-school bash. The alcohol flows in every cup, and the trap music is blaring on every speaker. When we’re drunk, we get lost in our heads. Dedrick's my best friend, he knows I'm fucked up because of my mom abandoning me. Just like I know he’s fucked up because his dad’s an abusive prick.
My dad's also an asshole and from what others have told me he's never been the same since Liliane left us. As much asI hate him, at least he stayed. That's the only nice thing my lips will ever confess about him. My girlfriend tries to take my keys away from me. I laugh in her face as I hold them above her head. She doesn't know it yet but as soon we graduate, I'm breaking up with her.
My best friend and I will be going up North to play for a college team in two years. There will be an endless supply of pussy there. Hockey reigns supreme in the upper US. My current girlfriend’s a puck bunny anyways, it’s not lost on me how much she flirts with Dedrick. However, he's gay, and in love with one of our coaches. No one knows. I'll never tell his secret; we've been best friends since birth. From the cradle to the grave. That's our motto to each other.
Running to my car we laugh through our drunken haze. One of our so-called other friends is behind us yelling, telling us to stop. We don't, because we don't listen to anybody but each other. Fuck him. Fuck them.
Dedrick rolls his window down and screams into the night. "We're invincible." But we're not. I know what's coming, there's no escaping the destruction. I laugh at him as he howls into the moonlight, following his lead, I join him. He takes some pills out of his pocket. Ecstasy. We've done this before, hundreds of times. Sometimes you just need a little something to take the edge off of things. Our fathers don't want us, but we have each other.
He mashes the pills up as I pull over on the side of the road. If you snort them, the high hits your blood stream quicker. We only do this once every few months, when the pain is just too much. We also don't want to become pill heads. That shit’s not cool.
Taking a straw out of my glove compartment we take turns snorting the rows. It's only been two minutes and we're already beyond fucked. I'm not insane enough to think I candrive anymore. We'll sleep in the car like always. We should be okay here until morning. Traffic isn't too heavy tonight.
We talk for hours as we come down from our euphoria. We laugh at everything, even shit that isn't funny. Moving my hands in front of my face, rainbows shoot out and bounce into the sky. Nothing can go wrong in this place. My dad can't ruin something he knows nothing about. We fall asleep laughing and worry free.
Yawning, I realize the sun is beginning to rise, just like my mind is beginning to clear. We can head home soon. After stretching my tired limbs, I punch Dedrick in the stomach."Fuck, that was so wrong bro. Now, I gotta piss." He laughs through the pain.
I hit my push to start button. Shit, nothing happens. Not even a sound, signaling that it's trying to work. The roads weren't icy last night, but it appears some light snow fell while we were asleep. We'll freeze to death before we make it back to one of our houses.
Dedrick smiles. “You probably should have been nicer to your girl, man."
I flip him off, but clearly, he's right. Now I’ll have to grovel a little to get her to come pick us up. “Yeah. All I'll have to do is promise to buy her something expensive, you know she's only after the money."
He nods but doesn't get a chance to reply. Screeching tires make us look up at the rear-view mirror frantically. A semi-truck is barreling towards my car in the jackknife position. We scream even though no one else can hear us, because we know when it hits us, we'll be dead.
Grabbing his hand, because he's my best friend, we whisper, "from the cradle to the grave."
Sirens blaring in my ear wake me up again, blood is oozing from my mouth and nose. A paramedic is taking a defibrillatoroff of my chest. Every part of my body is in pain.Looking to my left, I see Dedrick lying next to me. His brown eyes plead for help; blood is oozing from his chest as they quickly work on him. He looks scared, we're still holding hands.
