Chapter Ten

Matthias Delgado

(Over One Year Ago)

I take my time driving to my father's cabin beside the lake a couple of miles away. I know my parents won't be there because they took my siblings to Disney for the weekend. When we pull up to the cabin, Kaelie smiles.

"This is beautiful!"

She hops out of the truck before I have even killed the ignition and jogs down toward the edge of the water. I feel the cold already nipping at the air, summer already changing into autumn. She smiles at me and waves. I don't know what kind of spell this woman has cast on me, but I can already feel myself getting lost in her.

Walking up to her, I wrap my arms around her waist and rest my chin on top of her head. The water is calm, and the moonlight reflects off the surface.

The ringing of Kaelie's cell phone finally pulls us apart. I watch her pull one of the latest models from the back pocket of her jeans. Scrolled across the screen are the words, My Best Bitch.

She sends the call to voicemail and silences the ringer before pocketing the device once more.

"Do you need to leave?" I ask cautiously.

"Do you want me to leave?"

"Fuck, no. I want to take you inside and continue what we started." I grin at her.

"Lead the way, stud."

Taking her hand in mine, I lead her up the pebble path I helped my mother create last summer and onto the porch. Grabbing the hidden key from under the potted plant beside the door, I let it swing open. Stepping inside ahead of her, I flick on the light switch before dragging her inside.

"Want something to drink?" I ask.

I have never made small talk in my life. Women are easy, especially with my last name, but this feels different. I don't want to just fuck Kaelie and get rid of her. I want to get to know her. I want her to know me.

"I'm fine. Maybe later."

She sounds as out of sorts as I feel. At least I'm not in this alone. I pull her closer to me and gently press my lips against hers, giving her all the time in the world to stop me or pull away. But she does the opposite, threading her fingers through my hair and pulling me closer to her. Backing up through the lounge area, I find my way to the large suede couch before taking a seat. Kaelie follows me down, once again straddling my thighs.

My hands go to her hips, holding her in place as I thrust my hips up, grinding my cock against her sex. A moan falls from her lips when she breaks our kiss.

She stares at me with her hooded gaze, lust pooling in her eyes. Slowly she undoes the buttons to her blouse, each exposing more of her skin to my gaze. I feel like I'm in a trance, mesmerized by her every movement. Her blouse falls from her shoulders leaving her in nothing more than her bra and jeans.

Dear God, she is fucking stunning. Creamy skin with a few freckles across her chest and shoulders, the white lace lying beautifully against her skin. She smiles softly at me before undoing the clasp behind her back, freeing her breasts before dropping her bra to the floor to join her blouse.

"Fuck." I rasp out lowly, wiping my hand across my mouth.

"What?" She looks down at her breasts with a blush. "Too small."

"Fucking perfect."

My hands cup both globes, kneading them softly before lifting one to my mouth and pulling the nipple into the wet heat. Kaelie mewls, her hips moving in luxurious circles, driving me crazy.

Pulling away from her, I stare until she focuses on me. "I don't want to move too fast."

"I don't think you're moving fast enough."

"This isn't just about sex. I want to get to know you." I can't help myself from touching her as we speak, my finger circling her nipple.

"We have the whole weekend," she moans arching her back and pressing her breasts closer to my face. I nip at the underside of one. "You can get to know me after making me scream. Unless you're in a hurry."

"I promise I'm going to take my time with you." I grin at her. "But I'm not fucking you on my mother's couch." I've never brought a girl here, this is our family sanctuary, and I won't disrespect my mother that way.

I stand and she wraps her legs around my hips as I carry her down the hallway. Entering my room, I drop her onto the bed before grabbing her jeans and undoing them, stripping them down her legs. No underwear.

Seeing her spread out naked on my bed does things to me. I feel protective of her, jealous of any man that has seen her this way. That feeling brings me to my knees as I pull her to the edge of the bed and lick her pussy. I'm going to wipe the memory of any other man from her mind before this weekend is through. Her flavor flows over my tongue, coating my mouth and dominating my senses.

Her body tightens as an orgasm sweeps through her, her back bowing, thighs clamping around my head. I love that she's so sensitive and reacts so beautifully. Instead of letting her come down, I push on, sliding a finger inside her, needing to taste more of her.

"Matthias!"

Her cunt clamps down on my finger and it's the tightest thing I have ever felt. Whoever she has been with before was either an idiot that didn't know what he was doing, or she hasn't had sex in some time. She pushes my head away from her sex and I allow it.

Standing beside the bed I pull my shirt over my head and quickly kick off my jeans. I know I said I would take my time, but I need to get inside her, feel her around me, before I come in my damn pants like a sixteen-year-old.

I slide on a condom before slipping between her thighs, the crown of my cock nudging at her entrance.

"Please," Kaelie begs beneath me.

I don't hesitate to give her what she wants, spearing her with my length. The scream that leaves her has me pausing, staring down at her. Fuck. Did I hurt her? Tears pool in those baby blues and my heart aches.

"Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

"Just give me a minute," she says softly.

I hold my weight above her as she closes her eyes and breathes deeply. I watch her as she relaxes her body little by little. She lifts her hips, and the friction has us both moaning loudly.

"Please move," Kaelie begs.

My rational mind knows that I need to find out what just happened but all the blood in my brain has fled south, and my cock is currently doing all the thinking. Slowly, I withdraw from her heat before pushing back in. With each stroke she tugs me closer, working in tandem with me, fucking me just as hard as I'm fucking her.

Her orgasm hits her and she cries out my name. The pressure from her channel gripping me is enough to push me over the edge as well.

For long moments we lay breathing harshly, tangled up together before I pull out of her. Going to the bathroom, I remove the condom before tying it off. As I step to throw it in the trash, I notice something strange, a tinge of red on the condom.

Walking back into the room, I stare at her lying on my bed, covered in nothing more than a sheet. She takes my breath away, but I need to know the truth. Crawling into bed beside her, I pull her onto my chest.

"Was that your first time?" I ask after long moments.

"Yes."

"You should have told me."

"Would it have changed anything?"

"I wouldn't have been so rough. I would have made sure you were ready." My mind is spiraling thinking of everything I could have done differently.

"It was perfect." Kaelie presses a kiss on my chest above my heart and smiles. "I wouldn't change a thing."