Valentine

When I was little, I always hoped a prince would come and make my mother happy, so she no longer had to work so hard. So, once I saw how happy Watson makes her and how he always treats her with love and respect let’s just say that I am so glad she found him.

Truth be told the minute I set my eyes on Justin I knew how my mom must have felt meeting Watson because the minute I laid eyes on him, I felt like he was already meant to be mine. Justin runs his long finger along the moisture on the outside of his cup. I instantly picture that finger on my body instead and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud. He looks over at me and I blush. His eyes run along my body then snap back to my face his eyes swirl like storm clouds.

“You expecting someone to stop by?” His jaw tenses, which pleases me. This is it. Today is my eighteenth birthday and I can’t wait any longer. I need him to know how I feel and hope that he thinks of me the same way instead of just his friend’s stepdaughter. I clear my throat.

“I was actually hoping someone would stop by.” I look at him through my lashes playing with the bottom of my nightie. He growls standing up so fast his chair falls over.

“Who? I’ll kill the little fucker.” I don’t think I have ever seen him so mad. His eyes darken, his hands clench into fists. He stalks towards me like he is a lion stalking his prey until my ass hits the counter. I let out a soft gasp when he traps me against the counter his hands going on either side of my hips. “You fucking tell me who dare thinks he can touch what is mine.”

Oh my God, I should be scared or at least a little nervous about his behavior but all I feel is my heart racing. I know he would never, ever hurt me. My pussy floods. When I don’t answer right away, he growls. I can feel my heart in my ears, and I can’t seem to find my voice. So, I do the only thing I can think of. I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him. He stills under my touch. When I pull back, I take several deep breaths before speaking.

“Relax, hulk man, you are the only man I have ever wanted.” Suddenly, the air in the room changes. It’s like he just snaps. He fists my hair and tilts my head back taking control of our kiss. He plunges his tongue into my mouth, and I moan. My arms go around his neck, his growl rumbles through his chest and I swear to God I can feel it straight in my clit. He pulls back and I take in a ragged breath. He lets go of my hair and wraps his arms around me lifting me off the ground. I let out a little squeak of surprise.

“Were you trying to tease me with this sexy little nightie little Dove?” Justin’s voice comes out in a deep growl. I bite my lip and blush scarlet in all honesty. I did get this for him in hopes that one day he might notice me.

“Yes, I wanted to look sexy for you,” I whisper. He groans and runs his nose all the way from the column of my neck.

“Fuck, baby, you always look sexy no matter what you wear.” He kisses my neck then pulls back shaking his head. “You’re coming home with me little Dove. You no longer live here,” he states picking me up into his arms, carrying me out the door towards his car. He puts me in the passenger seat then buckles me up, kissing me softly before shutting the door. My heart is hammering a million miles a minute. The love of my life actually kissed me and now I am going home with him.

I can’t wait to see where else he kisses me tonight.

3

Justin

That was way too fucking easy and thank God for that. I should have put some goddamn clothes on her before taking her out of the house like that. It’s cold, but not too bad. I just don’t want anyone seeing her like this. Her body is just for me.

“Where are we going?” she asks practically bouncing in her seat, causing her little nightie to rise up her thighs even higher.

“Our place,” I tell her anxious as fuck to get there and fuck her properly.

“Really? I’ve never been there, you always come over to our place,” she says telling me nothing I don’t already know.

“There was no feasible reason why you’d be at my house. Your mama had all them barbeques. It was the perfect excuse to see you,” I tell her.