EMILY
I couldn't tell what Seth was thinking but he looked confused as hell. I guess he hadn't expected me to throw this bomb all of a sudden. He probably thought I was here to have a clean-break up, maybe that's why he looked so stricken, or maybe I was reading too much into this.
Either way, I was nervous as hell.
My throat went dry. The sunlight streaming from the open curtains made his eyes glitter like some rare green gemstones.
"I love you." I said again.
Before he could respond, I decided to say everything that was on my mind.
"You're an amazing guy, Seth. When I first met you, I hardly had any confidence but it's only because of your support that I could really look at myself in the mirror now and feel proud of myself. You already know how insecure I am about my body...I used to be teased, called names and I tried not to feel bad but it's hard, you know?"
He just closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"And then I started to look at myself through your eyes," I grabbed his hands, "You've never made me feel like I need to change or go on a diet, or any of those things. I don't know when I started falling for you, maybe it was the first time I met you when you joined the school. You didn't notice me then, but I saw how you were selfless, never judging people."
"Emily..." his voice sounded strained.
"I love you so much. I don't know what the future has in store for us, but the only thing I want right now is to be with you, if you'll have me."
I gasped in surprise when he pulled me into his arms, his lips crushed against mine, and moved deliciously slow, his tongue was seeking entrance. When I opened my mouth, he deepened the kiss like he wanted to possess me completely, like he wanted to prove that I was really here with him. His hands strayed to my waist and back to up. He cradled my face in his hands, tilting to get better access. A moan escaped my lips as he pulled away abruptly but grabbed my waist and yanked me into his lap.
I straddled him, and now we were face to face, “Say that again.”
I smiled, “I love you.”
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear those words.”
“I’m sorry it took so long.”
*~*
SETH
I grabbed her fiercely and pulled her mouth down to mine again. Lifting her t-shirt, my wandering hands unsnapped her bra. I took one nipple into my mouth and rewarded it with a long lick.
She shivered, “God, I missed you so much.”
My palm closed around her other breast and I squeezed it to my heart’s content. I had so much affection for her inside me that I wanted to crush her with it. I pulled her closer but the thick fabric of her denim was coming between us. My fingers rolled her bud until she was crying. My teeth grazed her nipple as I sucked hard. Her face was flushed with desire, her dark eyes staring up at me, filled with love.
“I love your tits. I thought I was never going to be able to worship them, but now you’re mine, right? Every inch of you?”
She laughed, “Yes.”
I had something else to tell her but I didn’t know how she would take it.
Her phone rang distracting us. She pulled it out of her bag and frowned at the screen, “It’s my brother.”
“Answer it.”
She pressed on answer and put the phone on speakers.
“Where the hell are you, Emily?”
“I’m in Connecticut. I came to see Ruth.”
There was silence on the other end and then I heard Cale say, “You think I don’t know what’s going on in your life? Do you think I didn’t notice how you’ve been extra close to Ruth’s son lately?”
“That is none of your business.”
“It is if you’re shacking up with the maid’s son.”
Emily looked at me and then quickly averted her gaze, “Just stop it.”
“When you come home, we’re having a long talk. Bring him with you.”
Before Emily could say another word, the phone went dead.
She looked at me, regret filling her eyes, “I’m sorry about what Cale said.”
“At least he’s worried about you.”
She looked upset; Cale had put a damper on her mood. I picked a loose brown curl from her cheek, “Hey, look at me.” I lifted her chin so she could look at me, “None of what people say matters to me anymore.” Which was true. “You’re here with me and that’s what is most important.”
“He said maid’s son like that defines you!” Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“It’s okay.”
“It is not!” she had her hands clenched into fists. “You’re going to be a larger part of my life now so he’s going to need to get used to it and he’s going to talk to you with respect!”
It was adorable to see her get so furious on my behalf. I laughed because really it didn’t bother me. She was here in my house, admitting that she loved me and a spoiled privileged guy like Cale Vasquez wasn’t going to fuck that up. I was in a far better mood to feel down about a bitter guy who hated his life despite the wealth he possessed.
“Speaking of, where’s your mom? I thought she was here with you.”
“She was until yesterday but she was in a bad place. Dad never got the husband of the year award but she wished he could get better someday so she took this hard. I sent her to one of her cousin’s houses, it’s a few minutes away. She would be back by tomorrow.”
“I’d love to talk to her when she gets back.”
“You know what that means, right?”
She gave me a wicked smile, “I don’t know.”
I kissed her cheek, “We have the house all to ourselves until tomorrow.”
*~*
Last night, I’d spent hours staring at the ceiling, a feeling of melancholy had settled for the man I’d spent a lot of my years hating. Even if I didn’t like him, there were times when I loved him too, like when I was four and when things were better.
The tears had streamed down my face unwillingly and then I’d gotten even gloomier knowing I wasn’t getting back with Emily because she didn’t love me.
I never imagined in my wildest dreams that the next night, she’d be in bed with me, writhing under me.
I pumped my fingers deep inside her, making her ready for me. Her legs were spread wide over my bed and she clenched the sheets in her fists. Her soft moans were turning me on.
“Seth…your mom won’t barge in again, right?”
I groaned, “Stop talking about my mother right now, it’s the last thing I need.”
I added another finger to the mix, “Open your legs wider….yes…that’s it.”
I reached across from her to grabbed the condom. It was a good thing my father owned a store. I grabbed an entire box from there and never left the money in the register. My father was probably rolling in his grave.
“I’ve been dying to make love to you since prom night.”
“Do it. Take me.” She whispered.
I positioned myself at her opening and thrust inside her warm heat, her pussy clenched around my cock as I continued to move inside her in slow thrusts. I was in no hurry and neither was she.
I pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach. Kneeling behind her, I brought her hips back to meet my plunges.
Her dark hair was spread around my pillow like a halo, and the soft sounds she made was one of the sweetest things I could ever hear. She turned her head to look at me, “I love you.” She whispered between moans while I continued to move deeper.
“I love you, too. So much…”
I dug my fingers into her lovely plump ass and watched those huge tits juggle with every shove. Fuck, if that wasn’t hot. I don’t think I would ever get enough of this girl. I wondered who fed her that bullshit that she wasn’t perfect, to me she was the prettiest girl I’d ever known.
“Baby, I’m gonna come.” I pulled out and flipped her over again.
I needed to look at her this time. She wrapped her legs around me, my forehead touched hers as we both moved, staring into each other’s eyes. Thankfully I could hold off until she climaxed and then I came hard in her arms.
After we were done, I spooned her body to mine.
“I’m so tired.” She complained. “But in a good way.”
I couldn’t just avoid this topic any longer. I needed to tell her.
I sat with my back against the headboard. Well, my bed didn’t possess a headboard, it was more like a makeshift one. I usually just put my cushions at the back if I wanted to sit.
“Emily, I hope you don’t take this the wrong way….”
“Oh no, you’re scaring me now.”
“Before coming here, I spoke with the coach and he gave me a letter.”
“What letter?”
I got out of bed, shuffled through my things, and pulled out the envelope. I handed it to her.
She opened it; nervousness was clear on her features.
Her eyers lit up, “Wow. It’s a sports scholarship to a university! Congratulations, Seth.” She beamed at me, “I’m really so proud of you. This is what you wanted, right?”
I almost felt ashamed for thinking that ‘playing a sport’ was better than her.
“Yes, it’s what I wanted but I don’t know anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“Did you read where it’s from?”
Her face fell. “Canada.”
“Yeah, I already accepted the scholarship and I’ll be moving to Toronto next month.”
Her lower lip trembled and I knew this would happen. I grabbed her face in my hands, “You don’t want me to go?”
She shook her head, giving me a genuine smile, “This is an amazing opportunity. This is your dream, Seth and now you’re one step closer to fulling it. You were scouted by one of the most prestigious universities, you should definitely take this.”
“I will be very busy, Emily. We won’t be able to meet like we do right now.”
She nodded, “I understand.”
I wanted her to go with me but I didn’t know to ask her.
“I’m okay with long distance.”
She stared into space and then a beat later she said, “I’m planning to take up graphic designing.”
“You finally decided what you want to do.” I smiled.
“Maybe I could start applying for a college in Canada.”
I had a shit-eating grin on my face, “Really, baby? You’d go with me?”
She nodded, putting her arms around my neck. “I don’t think I can stay away from you.”
“But if you move in with me, you won’t be staying in a luxurious apartment.” I reminded her.
“It’s okay.”
“I won’t be your houseboy anymore.” I teased.
“That’s fine too. I promoted the houseboy to boyfriend.”
I chuckled, holding her closer, “then I guess we have a deal.”