Page 6 of You’re Mine

But my girlfriend is young and elastic.

“I’m fine,” she smiles. “Just a bit sore.” Oh shit, as she maneuvers off me, I see that there are red marks on her body that are probably going to bruise. While a part of me does feel bad, I also feel weirdly proud that those marks are going to be under her clothes, reminding her of tonight for a few days. It’s a signal that she’s mine, and only mine. Maybe it’s a little possessive of me, but it is what it is. I’ve never been so in love before, and Haley is the one who makes my sun rise and set. Even at this age, we know.

“Why don’t we sit for a little bit longer?” I suggest, reluctant to go back. I know the longer we stay out, the more likely Herb will find out his daughter is missing. But at the same time, everyone is probably going to be asleep for quite a while. It’s late, and there’s no reason for me not to enjoy the company of my girl.

Haley smiles at me and crawls back into my arms. I pull her close and look down into a pert, pretty face that has so much trust in it. Trust I don’t think I deserve.

“So, graduation, hmm?” Haley murmurs.

“That’s right. Graduation, and then we’re out of here, baby,” I growl. The closer D-Day comes, the more anxious I get. We’re changing our lives, and it’s a big step. Sure, I’ve saved up enough money to start us off, but is it really enough? And is Haley really okay living like a pauper? She keeps reassuring me that she’s fine with living without the frills that her dad gives her, but I want to give her everything. And I will give her everything. Somehow, in the future.

I don’t like admitting it, but the fact that her family has so much money makes me feel a little embarrassed. By contrast, my family’s literal white trash, but I decided to fall in love with the girl who’s too good for a guy like me. Or maybe it’s one of life’s cruel tricks.

Suddenly, Haley’s voice sounds in the night again.

“I love you, Jace,” she says quietly.

My heart beats hard, and I press a kiss to her forehead.

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

Nothing could be better said. We sit peacefully, enjoying the silence and quiet companionship. Time passes quickly, faster than I would like. I really have to get her back home because it wouldn’t be good if she got caught. Her dad Herb has a special hatred for me and there’s no reason to aggravate him any further. Besides, we’re so close to getting out of here, and I don’t want to fuck any of that up.

“I think we ought to get going. I don’t want to get you home too late,” I rumble.

“Yeah, okay,” she murmurs in agreement.

I pull the blanket off and Haley stretches. I immediately miss the contact of her warm body, but it’s time to leave. We get dressed, picking our clothes up from all around the bed of the truck. I watch my girlfriend carefully as she puts on her clothes one by one. She’s so seductive and yet she doesn’t even know it. The way she moves her body with its little jiggles and curves. She’s sexy, and if I’m not careful, I’m going to end up wasting more time making out with her… and maybe going even further than that.

But fortunately, we stay on track. We get out of the bed of my truck and climb back into the seats up front. Haley limps a little and her face flinches as she shifts in her seat. Oh shit.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I growl. “I know I was big.”

She flashes me a smile that makes my heart go pitter-patter.

“You are big,” she confirms in a soft voice. “And I want it again. Soon.”

Oh god. Suddenly, the heat skyrockets between us, and there’s nothing that I want to do more than to haul her out of the truck and ravish her in the field. But we can’t because Haley’s poor body shouldn’t have to accommodate me a second time tonight. Her pussy will be permanently damaged if I do.

Clamping down on my arousal, I take the scenic route back, knowing I should be trying to go fast, yet not fully ready to say good night quite yet. Haley is looking out the window, watching the trees go by. The moon is out, and the landscape bathed in a liminal glow. Plus, my girlfriend is just so beautiful. There’s a halo surrounding her head, and she looks like an angel.

I clear my throat a little.

“Did you have a good time tonight?” I kind of hijacked the evening, so I want to be doubly sure that Haley is feeling good about all of it.

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