26. Sienna
CHAPTER 26
SIENNA
It’s been a rough few months. Zander’s parents have really restricted his movements, and I’m hardly getting to see him at all. His father has him training any chance he can get… and Zander’s letting him boss him around. I hate it, but the few times I’ve said something, my boyfriend has cut the conversation short and changed the subject.
The fact that he didn’t get into Brighton was a kick in the balls. He ended up signing with Kelsey U, and although he forced a smile for the cameras on signing day, I could tell he wasn’t super excited. I guess he’s relieved somewhere was willing to take him, but shouldn’t he be totally pumped?
The coaches at Kelsey U have given him the hard word, set the expectations so freaking high. They see his potential, but only if he’s willing to give them his all. They want to mold him into a pro athlete… and he’s going to let them.
But is that what he really wants?
I honestly can’t tell.
Kelsey U is so freaking far away. It’s still within the state of Idaho, but it’s not like we’ll get to see each other very often.
Zander had no choice but to accept. After he called to tell me, I couldn’t help crying myself to sleep.
I’m gutted but trying not to let it show. I know the reality of long distance. Last night, when we were talking on the phone, I was trying to be happy for him, and I went on about how easy it will be. We can stay in touch on the daily. It’ll be totally fine.
But is that honestly true?
He’s going to get caught up in college life. And I want that for him. I want him to enjoy his time.
“It’s only a year, baby,” Mom tried to comfort me. “You can apply to the same place, and then you’ll be together. In fact, it’s not even a year if you take into account all the school breaks. It’s hardly any time at all.”
That did actually make me feel better… and maybe we can do this.
If we can survive his parents’ restrictions, surely we can survive a year apart. Thanks to a tightened curfew, I’m only getting to see my man for one night on the weekends and the odd lunch hour when he’s not studying in the library or working out.
His parents are still annoyed that we’re sleeping together and have tried everything in their power to make sure we’re never alone or without adult supervision. Thankfully, my parents are a little more relaxed, although it’s not like they’re encouraging us to get a room. I still have to leave my door open when we’re at my place.
They’re not mad about the fact that we’ve had sex, but my parents definitely think we’re too young, so they’re not exactly accommodating a repeat, you know?
Which is why we’re parked up at Harrison Point. It’s become one of our favorite spots, because hardly anyone ever comes here. It’s about the only place on Earth we can get some privacy these days, and this is usually where we end our date nights.
We only have one hour left until Zander’s due home, and we’re making out like crazy, his hands roaming my body as we make the most of our time together.
He leaves for football camp tomorrow.
Zander’s driving away from me tomorrow morning, doing the five-hour trip with his dad to go and train with the college football team.
He really needs to shine at this camp or he’s going to get zero game time. Coach Jones has assured him he’ll get to play a few games… if he performs well during practices, so the pressure is on. If he can show them what he’s got this week, then he’s got a chance to turn everything around for himself.
I really want that for him. I know how much he loves football, and I want him to be happy.
But I hate the thought of him leaving.
He doesn’t really want to go. The camp sounds super strict. They’re not allowed their phones or anything. It’s an intense week of training and bonding… and there’s no room for me.
Dammit. I was so pumped for spring break and all the things we were going to do together, but my best-laid plans were washed away in a heartbeat. Now I’ve only got the next hour before he’s gone. And I don’t know if I want to spend it making love or snuggling or playing silly games or…
His tongue glides against mine and I whimper, holding on to him for dear life.
It’s only a week, Sienna. Stop being so dramatic.
I wish I could explain why I’m feeling so unsettled by all of this. It’s only a week. Logically, I really am making a big deal out of nothing, but I can’t seem to stop myself. My stomach has been in knots for weeks, like I’m waiting for some kind of impending doom. Maybe it’s just the fact that I know Zander’s parents are against our relationship.
Whatever it is, I don’t want to say goodbye to my boyfriend tonight.
“You’re so sexy, baby,” Zander moans between kisses.
I’m straddling his lap in the back seat of his car. My shirt’s open, my bra pulled down so he can do what he likes with my eager nipples. I love how his thumbs brush over them as he nuzzles my neck. I grind against his erection, knowing this is happening and needing that connection more than anything.
“I want you inside me,” I whisper, lightly biting his earlobe.
He hums in his throat, bucking his hips with a soft laugh before I scramble off his knee and unzip him. His dick springs out to greet me and I grin, kneeling on the seat beside him so I can suck his head.
Lightly fisting the back of my hair, he groans and rocks into me before reaching down my body and pushing my panties aside. His finger nudges into my entrance and I lose concentration, moaning against his cock while he finds my sweet spot and teases the life out of it.
Licking his erection, I grip his leg and pant, whimpering as that sensation I love so much starts working its way through my entire body, spreading that blinding heat down to my toes and up to my head until I’m?—
“Oh my… oh my—ohhhh…” My body starts to convulse as he buries his fingers between my legs, then guides my head up so I can kiss him.
His tongue is perfect, my humming body wet and ready for him.
“Gotta have you now, baby,” he mumbles against my lips, lifting me onto his lap and lining us up.
I sink onto him, and we let out a luxurious moan. Yeah, I really do adore this.
Staring into his eyes, I smile at him, bouncing on him a few times while he tucks my hair behind my ear, then glides his hands up my thighs. Biting his lip, he looks like a sexy model, tipping his head back and enjoying the ride. I lick his throat, gliding my tongue over his Adam’s apple before finding his mouth again.
He feels so good.
I love the way he fills me.
I love the heat and the slick and the?—
“Condom,” I gasp, pulling away from him. “We need to wrap you, buddy.”
“Shit.” He winces. “Sorry. I forgot.”
“That’s okay. I did too.” Reluctantly rising off him, I wait impatiently on my knees, my body tingling with urgency as he pulls out a condom and wraps himself. My body is bobbing by the time he’s finally done, and when he turns to resume what we started, I decide to be a little adventurous and spin around. Glancing out the window, I check that we’re on our own and turn back with a mischievous wink.
“What are you up to, Sparky?”
“Come on.” I giggle, jumping out of the car and beckoning him to follow me.
He checks the area, stepping out and making sure we’re hidden in the shadows before turning to face me. I’m propped against the car, my pale ass glowing in the moonlight as I offer myself to him in a way I never have before.
He shuffles up behind me, his jeans still bunched around his ankles. Resting his hands on my ass, he checks, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah.” I grin over my shoulder. “We’ve never done this before, and I want to try it.”
“Okay,” he murmurs, and my insides buzz with anticipation as he glances around again to make sure we’re alone before lining up his dick.
I have to help him. This new angle is a little different, and?—
“Oh fuck,” I gasp, my insides blooming with pleasure as he spears me from behind. “Oh wow, that feels amazing.” I can barely get the words out as I rest my head against the cold metal of his trunk and fight a giddy laugh. Why haven’t we tried this before?
Zander groans, holding my hips and pumping a little faster.
The cool night air kisses our exposed skin, and I can feel a fresh orgasm building as our slick coupling takes us both over the edge. It’s fast and intense, this new sensation ripping through me as I join myself to this guy I love so freaking much.
He comes faster than usual, his thrusts turning chaotic and frenzied as he quickly reaches climax and buries himself until I can feel him all the way to my core.
Talk about being one.
I seriously can’t get enough of this.
Standing back up, I lean against him, turning my head to kiss him while he’s still inside me.
“That was fucking amazing,” he pants, kissing me and marveling the same way I am. “We definitely have to do that again.”
“Oh yeah.” I let out a soft laugh before flopping back against his car, loving the way his big hands caress my naked ass and lower back.
I want to ask him if we can just stay out here all night, making love and being together.
But I know that’s an impossible dream.
Our time is running out. Very soon I’ll be kissing him goodbye, and then he’ll be driving out of my life for a whole week!