Page 94 of Not Your Little Girl Anymore

“I… I don’t understand.”

“I had to do something in case your plan failed. It was a risk I was willing to take.”

Summer closes her eyes, stifling a sniffle. She shakes her head, holding the phone to her chest. Tears break through her closed lids, skating down her pale cheeks. My heart pulls.

“Hey. Hey. Don’t cry,” I coo, pulling her into my chest.

She sniffles again. “I’m not crying,” she says, and I can’t help but laugh because she is clearly crying.

“No?” I let go, tilting her chin up with my fingers and looking into her watery eyes as they peel into mine. “Then what are you doing? If you’re not crying, then what are you doing?”

She sighs, wiping underneath both of her eyes with her fingers. “It’s just… this was clever. Why didn’t you tell me?”

I shrug. “You were already nervous. I didn’t want you to have to worry about something else.” I pause for a minute. “I wasn’t expecting to catch everything.”

She hands my phone back, and I put it away. “But you did.” Then, her arms wrap around my neck as I hug her waist. “Thank you, Alec. Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me. To my mother. Even to you.”

I shake my head. “Forget about me. It’s you I’d do anything for.”

She drops her arms, but I keep my hands on her waist. Her gaze flicks to my mouth. That tongue of hers slipping out and wetting her bottom lip. For some reason, I think of the way the tip of her tongue swirled around the head of my cock. My dick pulses beneath my pants from the vivid memory.

I breathe out slowly. “Let’s get you upstairs. We’ll figure out what we can do about the recording later.”

When we get into my apartment, Summer makes herself at home and heads into the living room. She rests herself comfortably on the couch. This sends a swirl of something inside of me – happiness, maybe. It’s the kind of feeling that ignites you, almost as though things are exactly how they should be.

I nestle beside her, wrapping one arm around her and pulling her closer. Her head lays against my shoulder as she plays with the hem of my shirt. She breathes softly, the sound so innocent and sweet.

“I don’t know what I would have done without you,” she admits.

“So stay here. With me.”

She looks at me with such a perplexed expression. “Like… live here?”

“Why not?”

She adjusts herself on the couch but stays close enough that my arm still comfortably wraps around her. “I don’t know.” She twirls her thumbs on her lap. “I… I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do anymore.”

I feather my fingers from the hand wrapped around her lower arm. “You get to do whatever you please. Whatever suits you and makes you happy. Because that’s what life is about—doing what fulfills your dreams.”

“What if I don’t know what my dreams are?”

I smirk. “It’ll come to you when the time is right.”

Silence falls as she takes everything I said in. Shortly later, Summer’s fingers come in contact with my arm. Her fingers skim upward, tracing the swirls inked into my skin. They don’t stop until her hand gropes my face. I shift my gaze down to hers. That rise of arousal glistens through her green eyes, warming my stomach and causing my dick to twitch.

Uncontrollably, I grab her face. Our teeth crash together aggressively. A low rumble groan falls from my lungs as she swings her leg over mine and sits on my lap, pressing into my hardening cock. She slips her tongue out, my mouth parting as her tongue laps against mine. The taste of her lips is sweet, reminding me of a hint of sweet oranges and pomegranate.

My hands slide down her back, stopping at her hips as she guides herself, rolling hard against the bulge in my pants. She moans, panting while she dry humps me through the material of our clothing. Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me closer as if she can’t get enough.

I kiss and nip at her neck, her head falling back for better access. Our breathing syncs, quickening as our bodies grind against each other effortlessly. Warm hands skim along my chest. Summer grips the end of my shirt, sliding it up. Our lips part as she tugs it off my head, crashing back together shortly after. Warmth radiates between us. Head emanating from her body as she presses harder against me.

“So eager for my cock, aren’t you?” I tease. Her cheeks brighten. A small smile playing on her lips.

“I just want you. All of you.” she pants.

“Mmm, that’s what I like to hear.” My arms wrap tighter around her waist, and I lift her to head into the bedroom. Her legs wrap around me with a firm grip on my lower back.

Just as I reach the door, a loud knock comes from the kitchen. I sigh aggravation tight around my bones.

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