Page 136 of The Naughty List

Everyone cheers as the bell rings, indicating midnight. He pulls back with a smile. “I love you too, sweetheart.”

I smile. “You do? You forgive me?”

“There was nothing to forgive. I’ve been in love with you since my eyes landed on you and I never stopped. I’ve waited for you, Felicity. I’ve hoped and prayed for you. I’ll never give up on you.”

I’m so excited I don’t know what to say, so I don’t say anything. Instead, I just pull him back against me for another long, slow kiss.

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I giggle as he trips on my dress and causes us to fall into his bedroom door at his mom’s house. “Shhhh,” I say around a giggle that he silences with his lips on mine. He manages to get the doorknob turned, but he’s still standing on my dress when he tries to take a step. The weight of him on the fabric causes me to fall downward, which in turn, causes him to fall forward. We both laugh, landing in a pile on the floor.

“What in the world?” his mother says, rushing out of her bedroom in her night coat. The hall light flicks on as she looks down at us on the floor, laughing our asses off. “Oh, it's just you two numbskulls.”

That only makes us laugh harder.

“I can’t wait until tomorrow when you go back home. I’ve had about as much excitement as I can handle this holiday.” She waves us off and goes back to her bedroom after shutting off the hallway light.

We’re left in the darkness once again.

The moment we’re alone, in the dark, his hand is on my jaw, directing his lips to mine. He rolls on top of me, keeping the kiss in the doorway. “I love this dress, but I can’t wait to rip it off.”

“Don’t you dare. I’ve been saving this dress for years.” I push him away. “In fact, get off of me and let me take it off respectfully.”

He laughs but gets off me. He stands up and holds out his hand, which I take, and he helps me to my feet. He closes the door and flips the light on, and we both work at removing these stuffy dress clothes. Beneath my dress—I planned ahead—is a pair of black thong panties. No bra. No garter belt. No hose.

He looks over at me and I can see his pants start to tent in the crotch area. He lets out a whistle as he moves toward me. His hands reach me first and he pulls me against him, our lips perfectly in sync. His hands move down to my ass where he picks me up against him. I wrap my legs around his hips and he carries me to bed. His body covers mine and I work to unbutton his shirt since he forgot to get undressed once he saw me.

He pulls the shirt away and presses his bare chest to mine. His hot skin burns mine, but it’s a burn I love and crave and now, never have to do without. I reach between us and unfasten his pants. When they’re undone, I push them down his hips.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he says, kissing down my neck. “Fuck, I love you,” he breathes out.

My fingers lace through his hair, pulling his lips away so I can look at his eyes in the darkness. “I love you, forever,” I tell him, my lips turning up into a smile.

He lets out a growl before his mouth devours mine once again. “Mine,” he says, kissing me, kissing my body. “Forever.”

His clothes come off quickly after that and it’s only minutes before he’s slamming into me, making me call out his name. Somehow, he seems to know when to be gentle and when to be rough, and I love both versions of him. He thrusts into me until my head is hitting the headboard. Then he flips us over and watches as I ride him until I shatter around him. His patience is short after that, thrusting up into me until he spills every last drop.

I collapse on top of him and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close as we both work to catch our breath. “I don’t know what took us so long, but now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.”

I smile at his words. “I’m never letting you go. I’ve never worked so hard for a guy in my life,” I joke and he laughs.

“You know what I was thinking about the other day?”

“What?” I ask, moving to his side.

“The pool.”

My face flushes red. “Ugh, you would mention that.”

He laughs. “What? That’s a good memory. And you know, technically, I was the first to be inside you.”

I laugh and nod. “You were.”

“Did you think back then that this is where we’d end up?”

I shake my head. “Absolutely not, but this isn’t where we’re ending up. This is just where we are now.”

“How do you think we’ll end up then?”

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