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“Show me.”
“Show you what?”
Boldly, I wrap my hand around two of his fingersand guide them to my entrance, and I swear the world stops spinning. “Show me. Prove that it’s yours. That I’m you?—”
My words evade me when he pulls his hand from my grip and lifts me, notching his cock at my entrance. Looking up at me briefly, he pulls me down, filling my tight pussy with his thick length.
“Oh fuck.” I breathe out.
He threads his fingers through the hair at the base of my skull, pulling me closer to him so his mouth is a hairsbreath from mine. I moan into his mouth as he grinds into me. “You’re fucking mine, Lainey.” His lips brush mine. “Your bare, wet pussy riding my dick is all the proof you need.”
“Yes.” I whimper, making my pussy clench as his dick jumps inside of me in response.
He loosens the grip on my hair, then trails his hand down my breasts before reaching up and unclasping my bra. It falls between us, so I throw it on the blanket.
I place my hands on his shoulders as he lifts my ass to drop me back down, pounding me onto him. He gently leans me so my back is laying against the cool metal of the bike, putting my dusty, hard nipples on display for him.
I don’t know what it is about Kalix, but the way he worships my body makes me feel like a fucking goddess. His touch is rough, but gentle at the same time. Every time he runs his hands over my body, it’s like he’s taking inventory, memorizing every single freckle and invisible hair. Making sure that he’sfamiliar with every part of me, like he can’t get enough.
“Kalix.” I breathe out. “I think I’m about t—” my back arches as my pussy pulses around his length.
“Yes, that’s it…right there. Milk my cock.” He groans as he releases into me.
When we both catch our breath, he smoothes my panties back over my sensitive pussy. Grabbing both of my hands, he sits me up right and cups my face to kiss me. “We fucked until the sun came up.” He smirks against my mouth.
A relaxing feeling settles over me as I pull away and take in the scenery before us. The sun rising over the mountains is absolutely breathtaking. “So…beautiful.” I say as I stare out.
“Yeah, you are.” He whispers as I turn to stare into his crystal orbs. My face feels like it could rip apart with how big he makes me smile. “Let’s get you home, Little Rabbit.”
EPILOGUE
KALIX
One Year Later
1 yearlater
Fuck, what can I say? My girl is a fucking work of art and I wouldn’t change any of what has happened.
We moved in together, I just showed up with a few boxes one day, let myself in, and made myself right at home. There was no reason to have it any other way, especially since I was there twenty four hours a day anyway. If I wasn’t there, I was with Lainey. If I wasn’t with Lainey, I was watching her. It’s pretty self explanatory, I’m obsessed. Head over heels obsessed, and I truly love her. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to feelthat, I mean, I’ve cared about people before, but she opens a whole new side to me.
The wholestalkingthing is still prevalent, but my little rabbit definitely has more of a sixth sense now. It’s like she can feel my looming presence, giving away my position almost every time.
She also figured out about the cameras, I spilled about everything after the whole ordeal with he-who-shall-not-be-named.
I would have thought she’d be pissed, but she actually didn’t mind. She’s just as crazy as I am.
What makes her knowledge of them even better is rewatching. RewatchingusI guess I should say. Lainey has really come into her sexuality, keeping me on my toes. She still prefers to be the submissive between us, but she’s always willing to try new things and I’m here for it. Anything that makes her happy makes me happy, and one thing we’ve discovered that we really enjoy is the at-home-sex-tapes that are made.
We do something new, or maybe not so new, and watch it back for round two.
There’s truly never a dull moment between us.
Lainey and I are still in school, although I did change my degree to match hers. I decide that any time away from her is too much time. As much as I trust Reed to watch her when I can’t, it’s just not the same. I don’t get the fresh lemon scent, the little glares when I drag a finger up her thigh, the breathy whimpers in the back of the classroom when I slide the finger up closer to the apex between her thighs.
Plus, Reed is too busy obsessing over Lexie now. I’m not sure when he’s ever going to make a move, but I suggested stalking her from a distance before doing so. The jury is still out on whether or not he’ll take my advice. He’ll figure it out, I guess.
Issac is still around, somewhere. He’s more distant, though. Already has his own fling, although we don’t know much regarding that relationship. He’s been pretty quiet about it, but when he does come around he always seems happy and that’s all I care about.
