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Her reaction to my question made my lips tip up into a small smile and I threw my arm around her shoulders to bring her closer to me. She laid her head on my shoulder and I placed a kiss atop it.
It was there that I murmured, “You and me, baby.” And I meant it. Once she became mine, I was never letting her go.
I felt her sigh and place her arm around my waist. When I looked down, a small smile was playing on her lips, and I knew she was it for me. Yes, I was only sixteen, but deep down in my heart I knew no one else would ever compare to her. Our relationship was just beginning, but there are times when you just feel that something is right and meant to be. And that was one of those times.
From that day forward, we were always together. Whether it was just the two of us, her hanging with Jaxon and me, or us with Jaxon and our friends, we were inseparable, and that was the way we liked it. Surprisingly, Jaxon was okay from the beginning with the change of my and Mia’s relationship. He said he always knew it would happen eventually.
Bringing myself back to the present, I start my truck and pull out of the driveway, suddenly tired and wanting nothing more than to grab another beer, shower, and go to bed. Tomorrow isgoing to be a long day. The whole community is getting together for the annual Jaded Hollow Spring Carnival. As sheriff of a town that generally doesn’t have crime, it’s my job to help set up in the courtyard in the center of town.
I pull into the driveway that leads to my century home on the outskirts of town. The small white two-story house sits on 100 acres of land and has been in my family for generations. A few years ago, I had part of it renovated to update all the older wiring and plumbing. It now has a brand-new kitchen and bathroom. When looking for new fixtures, appliances, and such, I stuck with a period look. I didn’t want to take away the 1900s look and feel of the house.
When I pull up to the house, the porch light is shining bright, welcoming me home. The entire house is surrounded by a wraparound porch that has a swing attached to the ceiling and a couple of rocking chairs. Above the porch, in the front on the second level, is a balcony with a door leading to the master bedroom. It’s small, but big enough to hold a couple of rocking chairs. I’ve envisioned Mia and me sitting up there sipping coffee dozens of times.
Getting out of my truck, I pocket my keys without locking the door. There is no need to lock doors in this town. We’re a tight-knit group. Most of the time we have no worries about burglary or crime.
I walk up the steps and open my front door and am immediately greeted by Loafer, my white-and-brown half-breed Pointer dog, putting her front paws on my lower stomach. I reach down to pat her sides. “Hey, baby girl. You hungry?” She answers by licking the side of my face.
Straightening back up, I make my way to the kitchen with Loafer excitedly trailing behind me. After pouring her a bowl of dry food and placing it on the floor, I open the fridge to get my much-needed beer and take a healthy pull. Leaning back against the counter, I mindlessly watch Loafer chomping down on her food, her tail wagging the entire time.
After several minutes, I drain the last of my beer and toss thebottle in the trash. Leaving Loafer to finish her meal, I head to my bedroom and empty the contents of my pockets on the dresser. From there, I walk into the ensuite bathroom off from the bedroom and turn the shower on to warm up while I undress.
Once inside the shower, I face the showerhead and rest my arms on the wall in front of me. I bow my head and let the hot water beat down on my shoulders.
An image of Mia pops into my head, like so many other nights while I’m in the shower. In this image, she has her head thrown back, laughing at something I said. Her long midnight-black hair is tossed back and almost reaching her ass. I always loved her hair and she knew it. That’s why two days after I royally screwed things up, she cut it off into her current pixie style, knowing it would piss me off. She never let it grow back out. Although I loved her longer hair, her current style is hot as fuck too.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to block out the image. It’s useless, as one scene turns into another.
We were lying in the back of my truck on a blanket, gazing at the stars. My arm was wrapped around her shoulders, and she had her head on my naked chest. We were both quiet, just listening to the crickets and the rustle of the leaves in the trees around us.
After lying there in the tranquility a few more minutes, I felt a small tentative kiss on my chest. My hand squeezed her hip in warning. Fifteen minutes before I’d called a halt to a heavy petting session. It was getting harder and harder to stop once we got going. Her kissing my chest was asking for trouble, and she knew it.
Instead of heeding my warning, Mia hiked her toned, smooth leg up over my hip and placed it right below my dick. Once there, she slowly brought it up farther and rubbed it against me.
In the shower, I swear I actually feel Mia rubbing her knee against me. Opening my eyes to try and dispel the image, I fight the pull to grab my cock and stroke it, but I lose. I close my eyes again and fist my hard-as-fucking-stone dick slowly, knowing it’s a losing battle to try and ignore it.
In my mind, I grab Mia’s knee to stop her.
“Fuck, Mia, you gotta stop, baby,” I groaned.
Her mouth trailed up my neck to my ear. “I want you, Mac,” she whispered there.
At the time, I would have sworn she was trying to kill me. I glide my hand up and down my cock faster at the memory of her words. My breathing has become ragged, and I feel precum leaking at the tip. Even in thoughts, Mia has always been able to get me off faster than any other woman.
Although I knew I would regret it, I decided to give in a little. I could never deny her anything and she knew it. The hand I had on her knee brought her leg up even farther so her warm pussy pressed against my hip. The tiny skirt she was wearing, which Jaxon would have a fit over but I thanked God for, crawled up her leg, giving me the opportunity to run my hand up the back of her thigh. She immediately started grinding against my hip and made small whimpering sounds that drove me wild.
Using my other hand, I tipped her head back and lightly put my lips to hers, running my tongue across them until she opened for me. I thrust my tongue inside to tangle with hers. She tasted of peaches and cream.
When she tried to put her hand on my waiting cock, I jackknifed up in the bed of the truck, taking her with me. Situating her so she was straddling my hips, I grabbed her ass and pulled her flush against me.
Normally, I would have stopped us by then, but with the previous make-out session and that current one, I had been beyond stopping. I didn’t take us all the way, but we came damn close
My strokes in the shower become faster. I remember this particular scene vividly. It was one of the heavier times we were together. I know what happened next and I remember the way we both felt afterwards.
Mia wrapped her arms around my neck and plastered her heaving chest against mine. The points of her hard nipples rub against my naked chest through her blouse. I reached up and grabbed a handful of hair and tilted her head so my lips could claim hers again. With her panty-clad sex up against my denim-covered erection, I almost lost control. Even through the denim, I felt the warmth and moisture that leaked from her.
We were both virgins at the time, both wanting to save ourselves for the other. But we’d done enough to say we were no longer innocent.
I rest my head against the shower stall, working my cock faster as my visions get more explicit.
