Motherfucker…I’m gonna come soon…please, Whit…hurry.
“Whitley, baby…God, it feels so good. You look so fucking hot, touching yourself. ”
Her head snapped forward, and she smiled at me. She slowly moved her other hand down and touched her clit as she continued to play with her nipple.
“Fuck. ” I felt myself about to lose it. “Son of a bitch, Whitley…I’m gonna come, but I want you to come…”
She moved faster.
“Oh God, Layton…I’m going to come…Layton! Ah…”
I could actually feel her squeezing on my dick.
Holy shit, this is unreal.
I called out her name as I had probably the most intense orgasm of my life. It felt like I was pouring everything I had into her. It lasted forever.
She finally collapsed onto my chest, and we both tried desperately to catch our breath.
“I’ve…never…done…anything…like…that…before…” she said in between each breath.
I smiled and wrapped my arms around her. She got up and off of me and then lay down next to me.
I needed to tell her how I felt. I needed her to know. “I love you, Whitley. Please don’t ever leave me. ”
She rolled over and put her chin on my chest. She looked into my eyes. “I love you, too, Layton. Please don’t ever hurt me. ”
Shit. I felt tears building in my eyes. I squeezed them shut and vowed that I’d never, as long as I took a breath, let anyone hurt her. I’d kill them before I let them hurt her.
I opened my eyes and smiled at her. “I’ll never hurt you, baby. I promise. ”
While in the kitchen, I looked at my cell phone and saw missed text messages from Olivia.
Fuck…why won’t she leave me alone? She’s getting married, for fuck’s sake.
I had also missed a text from Reed, saying he’d run into Courtney at the coffee shop, and his message went on and on about what a bitch she was. I laughed and shook my head.
I poured a cup of coffee and then a small glass of orange juice. I placed it all on a tray.
I’d gotten up and made breakfast tacos for Whitley and me. I’d watched her sleep for about an hour this morning. The small little noises she’d made had driven me insane with lust. It had taken everything out of me not to wake her up and make love to her again.
I closed my eyes, and I could feel her hands on my body. My dick instantly jumped. I laughed as I shook my head and headed back to my room with our coffee, juice, and tacos.
I glanced over to the picture that Mike had sent me right before he died. It was a Robert Tew quote.
It was almost like Mike had known Whitley would be coming into my life. He had given me hints. Even in my dreams, he had tried to tell me about her.
My doorbell rang, and I stopped dead in my tracks.
Who in the hell is here? I’m not expecting anyone.
Both dogs started barking, and I tried to get them to be quiet.
I set the tray down on the entryway table and walked to the door as the doorbell rang again.
“I’m coming! Fuck, give me a damn minute. ”
It had to be Mitch—only he would bother me this early on a Friday morning.