Always the One (Always and Forever 1)

I would like that. Not missing what she said about her parents, I’m reminded how much I hate her mother. I swear she just uses her kids and Tom, even though they’re divorced, for a free ride. Class winner that woman is.

“Yes, you can. Flip over so you can rest while I watch the game.” I switch our positions on the couch so she’s lying on top of me with her head on my chest and her hair right below my chin. I take in her scent for a moment, and if I weren’t lying down, her scent would bring me to my fucking knees. After a few moments I hear her breathing slow down, her body feels limp against mine. I feel my heart tighten, I know in this moment that no one will ever be allowed the privilege to lay their head on my chest but her.

“I GUESS YOU WERE kind of right, buddy.” She laughs, pulling me from my daydream.

“Kind of? I think I was a hundred percent correct, because, if I remember correctly, he got busted for drugs and then sent to military school. Right?” I ask, heavy with the sarcasm. She likes it when I’m a smart-ass.

“Geez, you are such a glory hog. Yes, you were right, almighty Trey.” I feel her body shake with laughter and my chest puffs out in victory. I love being right, especially when it makes her laugh like that. With no care in the world.

“Can I be honest with you?” she questions, running her hand over the ridges of my abs.

“Yes, shoot.” I can feel her body tense under my hands that are roaming her back gently.

“That was the first time I ever wanted to be touched.”

My heart starts pumping faster, knowing she thought about us together, sexually. “You did? You wanted me that night?” Craning my neck to look down at her, I see her biting the tip of her thumb. She nods up at me.

“I wanted to touch you then too, and believe me, baby, I will. One day I’ll own you completely, and not just intimately, but I will own your heart, soul, mind, and body. You’ll be mine forever,” I say, placing my hand under her chin, gently pulling her thumb free. She gives me her lips, and I swear it’s like I’m eating candy. She’s so sweet, so innocent.

“Mmm, Trey, I want you to touch me.” Pulling her lips from me, she moans. Her lusty eyes hooded while she looks up at me.

“But, Shay, sex is—”

“No, not sex, I mean I want to have sex, but we still need to explore whatever this is before we go there. Still doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.” She blushes. Innocence looks so damn sexy on her.

“Are you sure?” I question. I don’t want to pressure her into anything if she’s not ready. Who am I kidding? Her body is screaming for me to lick, taste, and fuck it.

“I’m sure. Make me feel good. I want to know what it’s like,” she begs. Smirking, I lean in and bite her lip.

“You have no idea what things I can and will do to this tight little body,” I warn, letting her see the heat in my eyes. Her breath catches and I say no more.

Kissing her for a few short seconds on the mouth, I move from there to her neck, slowly venturing down to her tits. I look up at her curious gaze that is heavily filled with desire, I lift my hand to her left breast and pull

the lace of her bra down, her sexy rose nipple breaking free. Holy fuck me, she has luscious tits, so full and fucking huge. Solid C cup and perfect for my hand.

I squeeze gently, letting her nipple bud stick out farther so my lips can have their wicked way. Watching her, only breaking contact to blink, I lick the tip of my tongue in hard circles around her erect nipple. Like the thing was hot-wired to her gearshift that controls her body, she arches her back off the bed, causing me to lose the connection for a short second. Gaining control back, I move to the other tit and repeat the motion.

“Trey. Oh God. That feels amazing,” she cries out.

“You ain’t felt nothing yet, baby.”

Tracing my fingertips lightly over her slim stomach, I circle her bellybutton with featherlike touches, causing her to growl in frustration.

“What kind of sexy fucking sweetness does my girl have hiding under these little panties?” I tease, moving my finger down the outside of her panties, over the line of her lips. I feel the wet heat radiating from her, and I growl like a fucking beast. Hell yeah.

“Before I make you feel good, baby, I need you to say something for me.” She just nods her head in rapid motions, biting her lip.

“Mhhmm. Anything, Trey.”

Smirking, I move the white material of her panties aside, exposing her fucking heaven to me. Damn that is the nicest pussy I’ve ever seen. Pink, wet, and all fucking tight for my pleasure.

“Tell me this pussy is mine and you want me to take it like I own it.” Shayla is a good girl, getting her to say something like this may be a battle, but I watch her patiently, my finger sliding up and down her folds while she debates her next move.

“Give it to your fucking man, tell him he owns this pussy,” I demand. Giving one last effort to get her to be a dirty girl for me, I pull out the big guns. Spreading her lips, I begin lightly drawing circles around her slick entrance, teasing her.

“Trey, I’m yours, this pussy is yours!” she screams into the air when I stick one finger in her snug, wet heat. Fuck she is tight; I’ve never felt a pussy this tight before.

“Fuck, you are deadly, baby. So fucking good, so fucking tight. My cock is aching to be inside you.” She moans and starts to match the thrust of my fingers, circling her hips. She wants more, and I know how to give her more. Taking my thumb, I place it against her clit, rubbing hard circles while I slowly enter in a second finger. She stops circling her hips and flinches so I rub my thumb harder against her clit.