Chapter Twenty #2
I laugh, but lift my hips and slide my now aching dick inside her and start to move.
An hour later and I’m showered, have said goodbye to Pop, and am now standing beside my truck trying to make myself leave. “You’ll take Kels to work?” I confirm with Finn.
He rolls his eyes. “Yes, Beck, I will. Just like I said I would the last fifty times you asked me.”
Kelsey laughs and I shoot both of them a filthy look. “Yeah, yeah,” I say. “I know I’m being a pain.”
“You’re being a drama queen,” Finn says. “A total fucking girl actually.”
“Hey!” Kels says, whacking him across the chest and making me laugh. Finn sticks his tongue out at her and I exhale, knowing she’s in good hands.
“Come here, baby,” I say, my hand reaching for her. She steps towards me and I pull her against me, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. “I’ll keep in touch,” I say to Finn, meeting his stare over her shoulder. “And I should be back in two days, three tops.”
Finn nods. “Drive safe and I’ll keep you posted on anything that happens, okay?”
“Thanks, bro,” I say, smiling at him. Finn smiles and then disappears inside to give Kels and me some privacy. “I’m gonna miss you, baby,” I say, cupping her face in my hands.
“Me too,” she says, smiling up at me as she slides her hands down to my ass. “I’ve kinda gotten used to falling asleep and waking up beside you, I’m not sure how I’ll do without it.”
“Kinda gotten used to it?” I tease, smiling at her.
Kels grins as she pushes her hips against my dick, before pulling back and sliding one of her hands around so she’s cupping me. “More than used to it,” she whispers, squeezing her fingers and making me groan. “I love waking up to your hard dick.”
“Fuck, Kels,” I moan, my eyes closing. “You’re killing me here, baby.”
“Just giving you something to think about while you’re back in Boston,” she says, her voice breathy in my ear. “Something to remember me by.”
I slide my hands down to her ass and pick her up, her legs automatically wrapping around my waist. “Fuck that,” I say, marching her towards the garage on the side of the house. “I’ve got a better idea.”
Pressing her back against the wall, I slide one hand up her thigh and under her skirt, grazing my fingers against her pussy.
I can already feel how wet she is through her panties, her juices soaking the thin fabric.
I remove my hand and quickly undo the zipper on my jeans, palming my hard cock and giving it a quick pull before sliding her panties over and positioning it against her entrance.
“Speaking of remembering things,” I say, reminding her of this morning in my childhood bedroom. “I think a fuck against the side of this house is in order.”
Kelsey laughs as I push my dick inside her tight, wet pussy.
Both of us groan, forgetting about the fact that we are standing outside in broad daylight with my dick buried balls deep in her pussy.
Most of the time we did this, it was dark, both of us stumbling home from somewhere and unable to control ourselves before we got inside the house and snuck upstairs.
“I always did like it when you did this,” she breathes, her mouth at my ear, sucking on my lobe.
“Pounding into me while everyone around us was sleeping. I always kinda hoped we woke a few people up,” she says, biting down hard.
“That everyone knew Beck O’Loughlin, son of the police chief, knew how to treat his girl. ”
“Fuck, Kels,” I say, groaning at the memories and her words. “You get me so fucking hard, baby,” I say as I start pounding into her, hard and fast, against the side of the house.
Lucky for us, the side of Pop’s garage is sheltered by a high fence and plenty of bushes, because that nosy old biddy Mrs. Holmes lives right next door.
Mind you, I’m not opposed to give her an eyeful of me fucking Kels, especially after she cornered me yesterday and gave me the third degree about not having a ring on Kels’ finger yet.
“Beck,” Kelsey suddenly moans, her legs squeezing my hips. “I’ve missed this so much.”
“Me too,” I groan, covering her mouth with mine as I continue to pound into her, not giving a shit who sees us.
Thirty minutes later and I’m finally driving out of Rockport, on my way back to Boston.
Despite reservations about leaving Kelsey, I feel good knowing that Finn and Pop will both keep an eye on her.
Plus, a couple of good fucks hasn’t hurt.
I’m pretty sure I’m wearing a permanent I-just-got-laid grin on my face these days.
Fuck, several weeks ago I’d thought this would just be a quick trip back to Rockport. A swoop in and save the day kinda thing before I walked away again, pretending once more that Kelsey and the people in this town meant nothing to me.
But of course that all changed the second I saw her again.
Even before I was inside her, I knew I was never going to be able to leave her again.
I didn’t just still love her, I needed her, ached for her, wanted her with everything that I had.
And as soon as all of this shit with Jason is sorted, I’m going to make sure she knows that.
Knows it in a way that means she’ll never doubt me again.
“Fuck me,” I say to myself, stealing a quick glance in the rear view mirror as the town disappears behind me. “Haven’t you fucking changed?”