I leaned down and gently kissed her soft lips. “Whitley, please don’t be scared. I promise you, I’ll never hurt you. Ever. I’m going to miss you, too, so please hurry. And pack a bag to stay with me for a few days,” I said with a smile.
I watched as her cheeks filled with that beautiful rose color.
She barely whispered, “Okay. ”
I opened her door and smiled as she got it. I leaned in to kiss her good-bye once more before watching her pull down the road. My heart was pounding in my chest as I thought about what she’d just said. I was just as scared by the intense feelings I was having for her.
“I promise not to hurt you. I pray to God you make that same promise to me,” I said as I watched her car pull out of sight.
I practically ran out of the house when I saw Courtney’s truck pulling in. I walked out onto my front porch and watched them both jump out and grab bags out of the backseat.
My heart was pounding.
“Motherfucker. What in the hell is she wearing?” Reed said.
I turned and looked at him. “Which one?”
Reed shook his head. “Courtney! Could her shorts be any shorter? And those fucking cowboy boots with those shorts? What in the hell?”
I glanced back at both girls. They both had on jean shorts, T-shirts, and cowboy boots. They were both carrying bags, and when I looked at Whitley, she had the sweetest look on her face.
“Her shorts aren’t that short. ” I looked Whitley up and down.
Courtney leaned over and said something to Whitley that caused her to blush.
“Motherfucker,” I whispered.
“Yep…that’s what I said. ” Reed turned and walked back into my house.
Kevin, Richard, and Mitch were already in the house, taking all the food I had and loading it up into my truck.
“Hey,” I said.
Whitley made her way up the porch steps. “Hey, yourself. ”
I looked over at Courtney and smiled. She smiled back and shook her head.
I held up my hands. “You look like you want to give me the third degree. ”
She laughed. “Nope, I just wanted you to know I have not seen this girl this happy in a long time. ” She started walking by me and stopped. “You’re either really fucking good in bed, or you used your Southern charm to bewitch her. ”
I stood there, just looking at her. “Can I say both?”
She looked me up and down and then turned to Whitley. “I’m going with the well-endowed junk and a Southern charmer. ” She spun around and walked into my house.
I slowly turned back to Whitley, who was laughing.
“Holy shit. Is she always so…open?”
She nodded. “Yep! That’s Court. She doesn’t sugarcoat shit. ”
I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms. She was biting on her lower lip, and I used my finger to pull it out from her teeth. I leaned down and gently started to suck and bite on her lip. She let out the sweetest, softest moan, and it moved through my body like a warm sensation.
I barely moved my lips from hers. “Whitley, I want you, baby. ”
“Layton…” She pushed her hips into my dick.
“Um…Layton, we got everything packed up. Dude, don’t forget to open the gate for people to come in,” Kevin said from behind me.