How messed up was that?
I knew I’d never be able to move on from her, so it seemed only fair that I made her life miserable until she realized it, too. Did that make me a dick? Yeah, but I didn’t care.
“You don’t have the right to decide what I do or who I do it with,” Kelsey started, and I knew she’d say a hell of a lot more, so before she had the chance, I pinned her against Grady’s car, much in the same position she and Grady were in moments ago. This time, it was my hips digging into her, my chest level with her face.
Kelsey inhaled a sharp breath, turning those dark eyes up to stare at me.
“You’re a fucking idiot,” I whispered.
“And you were kissing a pretty blonde, in case you forgot, so I think I have every right to be whatever kind of idiot I want, whether it’s a fucking idiot or just a plain idiot,” Kelsey hissed out. “You lost whatever right you had to me when you recorded us and put it online.”
I breathed hard against her, and I felt her back arching. I knew how she felt, because I felt the same way. I needed this girl, needed everything she was; I was man enough to admit it, but I wasn’t man enough to tell her the truth about what happened.
It wasn’t me, but there was so much more backstory than what she knew. If she knew the whole truth, she’d hate me forever, and that was something I couldn’t have.
“She wasn’t you,” I whispered, shaking my head once. No girl, regardless of how pretty, would ever measure up to Kelsey’s shadow.
Kelsey was mad. “Oh, is that supposed to make me feel better? Grady kissed like a sloppy mop, but you don’t hear me complaining—”
I knew she’d go on forever, so I didn’t give her a chance to. I grabbed her face, tilted her neck, and smashed my mouth down upon hers. A sudden, fast meeting of our lips that caught her off-guard. She slammed a fist against my chest, and I broke the kiss to let her have her say.
“I hate you,” she whispered. “I really do. I don’t think I’ve ever hated someone as much as I hate you.”
I knew her words were lies, yet I still found myself muttering, “Then hate me. Hate me, Kelsey. It’ll be easier that way.” If her hatred could become real, it would be so much easier to make myself steer clear of her, to deny my body and my thoughts of her.
“You,” she added, sounding almost pained, “you ruined me.” Even though her words sliced through my heart, she pulled on the collar of my shirt and brought my lips back to hers, kissing me hard, swallowing up whatever pointless apology I could’ve given her in that moment.
If I could’ve inhaled this girl, devoured everything she was, I would still be ravenous when it came to her. I wanted everything she had to give. I wanted to give her everything I had, but I knew it would never be enough. She and I… we’d never work. This might be our last hurrah, the final goodbye, so we had to make it count.
The truth was I never wanted to say goodbye to her. She made me feel alive, brought me back into myself when I’d been going through the motions. She ignited the spark within me, and only she could keep it lit.
I held her against the car, pressing my hips against her harder. My dick had long since gotten hard, an ache in my lower half telling me I needed to bury myself inside her right here, right now. Who cared if someone saw us? I sure as hell didn’t. As long as I was the one inside that sweet, wet pussy, I didn’t care about anything else.
My teeth nibbled at her bottom lip, and she parted them, allowing my tongue to slither in and run along hers. My hands snaked between us, reaching for the button on her pants. Kelsey didn’t stop me, not that I thought she would. We were both past the point of stopping now, I knew.
I let my mouth pull off hers the moment my hand slid between us, down along her, between her panties and her body, curving along that part of her I’d grown to crave so much. Her breathing hitched, and I could feel the wetness near her entrance.
So wet for me already.
“You feel so good,” I murmured against her cheek, my fingers gliding along her slit easily. I knew how to touch her to make her sigh, how to make her lose all rational thought she had left.
Kelsey started grinding her hips against my hand, practically mewling. She was on fire, and I knew every touch of my hand only made her want me more. “Fuck me,” she begged in a whisper, her voice nothing but air.
With the night sky above us, with Kelsey’s wet cunt riding my hand, there wasn’t a better time.
I withdrew my hand from her, working on my own pants. I didn’t tug them down all the way, but just enough to free my throbbing cock. The length stood thick and ready, veiny and dripping in precum, ready to feel her body wrapped around it.
Kelsey shimmied her pants and underwear down, leaning her bare ass against Grady’s car. She watched me as one of my hands grabbed my shaft, my fist running over its length once before I dragged it between her thighs, along her slit. I positioned the tip at her entrance, meeting her eyes as I pushed inside.
She inhaled, her body taking my cock in easily, like it was made for me. I could not tear
