“Yep,” Libby said, popping her p.
Taking a bite of French toast, I looked down at my food. “So what would you say if I told you I ran to the store this morning and bought something?”
Reaching for her orange juice, she raised her eyebrows. “I’d probably say something like, I hope you bought more condoms.”
My dick jumped and my heart felt like it was about to leap from my chest. I dropped my fork and stared into her eyes.
“I’m no longer hungry,” I whispered.
Libby set her fork down and lifted the T-shirt up and over her head. “I’m still hungry. For you.”
I stood and moved the tray containing our breakfast so fast it made Libby giggle. A minute later I was naked and standing beside the bed. “Tell me what you want, Lib.”
She pushed the cover off of her and rubbed her right leg up and down her left. “I want you, slowly. I want to feel you inside me all morning, Luke.”
Slipping a condom on, I moved over Libby and settled between her legs. One slow, agonizing push in and I was buried balls deep inside the love of my life.
I moved our bodies to where I was sitting and Libby’s legs were wrapped around me. “Are you sore, Lib?”
She nodded her head as she leaned down and pulled my lower lip with her teeth. “This feels amazing though.” She slowly began to move as our lips found each other. The moment Libby came, she moaned into my mouth and I fought like hell to hold off my orgasm. Laying her back onto the bed, she spread her legs and wrapped them around me as I placed my hands on the side of her face and began to cover her face in gentle kisses as I made love to her for the rest of the morning. I had never in my life felt so at peace, yet so on fire. I would forever fight for our love. Forever fight for Libby.
THE HOT WATER poured over my body and relaxed my overworked, sore muscles. I moved slightly and smiled. I was sore, but it was an amazing sore. Luke’s stamina was amazing. The way he made love to me this morning for so long was the most romantic thing I could have ever imagined. The way he took care into giving me as many orgasms as he could was a pleasant surprise.
I reached over and shut off the water. I couldn’t wait to tell Alex about Luke and me. She should be coming back soon from her night with Will. Grabbing a towel, I began to dry off as I thought about last night with Luke. My fingertips moved up to my lips, still swollen from Luke’s kisses. I smiled as my hand traveled down my body to between my legs. I was sore as hell, but my body was so ready to take more of him.
Quickly drying off and changing into a Mason high school T-shirt and jean shorts, I walked out into the bedroom only to come to a stop. My eyes moved across five girls sitting on both beds. All dressed in tank tops and shorts. Each of them had their hair piled up on their heads in some fashion.
Alex was glowing. I glanced down and saw the engagement ring on her finger and smiled. To Alex’s left sat Grace and Lauren. Maegan and Taylor were sitting on the second bed. “Oh my
gosh, Alex! Let me see your ring!” I exclaimed as I made my way over to her.
She smiled and held out her hand. “Your brother did good, Lib,” Maegan said. Holding the ring up, I let out a whistle. Alex pulled her hand away and gave me a look.
“I hear you have news for me, Miss Hayes,” Alex said.
I shrugged and began drying my hair. “Um, not much has really been going on. I do have a date to get ready for though. A romantic walk along the beach and I believe he mentioned something about a picnic.”
Lauren began bouncing up and down on the bed. “I knew Luke Johnson was romantic! I knew it! All three of those boys are.”
Maegan looked at Lauren. “All three? Do we know something about Colt we aren’t saying?”
Lauren’s face flushed. “No. I mean, look at our fathers. They’re all so romantic. Of course the boys would all be helpless romantics.”
Grace laughed. “My poor father fucks up more than any man I know. I don’t think my mother would use the word romantic in the same sentence as my daddy’s name.”
We all laughed as I sat and looked at my best friends. We had all grown up together. We shared secrets, we fought, we cried on each other’s shoulders, and most of all—we loved each other more than anything. We weren’t really friends. We were sisters.
Taylor looked at me and said, “So. Tell us everything!”
Grace looked at me and said, “Please don’t say something like he has a big dick and you rode him all night. I don’t think my ears could take it.”
My hand covered my mouth to contain my laughter as Alex turned and smacked Grace. “Ew. I didn’t need that visual.” Alex’s body shuddered as she looked back at me.
I dropped my hand and let the laugh escape. They were all staring at me. “Y’all don’t really expect me to kiss and tell do you?”
“Yes. Yes we do, Isabella Gemma Hayes,” Maegan said as she dropped to the ground and moved in front of the other girls, pulling her knees up like she was ready for a story.
“Um …” I looked at them and felt my face flush. “It was beyond anything I could have imagined.