Thirty-Nine
“I’m glad you love me back, Ed,” I tell her before kissing her cheek and getting off the bed. “I knew you’d come to your senses, smartypants.” She sits up, reaches for my pillow, and chucks it at me like a fucking menace.
“Heat of the moment,” she says with this playful smirk on her face as she wraps the comforter around herself, making a little nest in the middle of the bed.
“Don’t get used to it, cabrón, ” she adds.
I watch her hands gently comb through her hair, pulling away the knots I made with my fingers when I had them buried in the back of her head to keep her steady when she rode my dick like a fucking savage.
“Yeah, no, you’re not going to deny me from seeing how bonita you look when you say those words.” Her cheeks turn pink when she hears me call her pretty in Spanish, and it makes me want to smash my Duolingo score.
“I’ve never said it before, I don’t even know if I said that shit right.
” The tone of her voice is sharp, and it cuts through the soft underbelly of my heart.
This girl’s spent her whole life alone, and it legit hurts my chest realizing that.
Because even though I’m adopted, I have a built-in family being one of three.
I’ve never been alone, and there are parts of me that never will be because of Evie and Chase. I haven’t thought about it like that in a long-ass time.
Hearing her say that shit, along with having her say that she loves me, has me feeling pretty damn grateful.
It also has me feeling like a fucking king for being the only person she’s ever said it to, period, and I slam the mini-fridge door, feeling fucking victorious.
“You said it right, because you said it to me,” I reassure her, while twisting off the cap of a cold water bottle before handing it off to her.
“So I’m gonna tell you every fucking day that I love you, so you say it back to me.
No matter what, that’s the rule.” She’s gonna be saying it so often, it’ll be like those words are tattooed on her tongue. Speaking of…
“I break rules all the time, pendejo ,” she hisses out before wrapping her mouth around the opening of the bottle and tipping her head back. Fucking hell, my cock’s instantly jealous. Especially when her little pink tongue darts out to lick at her lips.
“Not this one, you’re not, I like it too fucking much.” I untuck the big blue blanket before sliding into bed with her, and her sweet little tits bounce from the movement.
“You’re so fucking needy,” she spits out, “and disruptive, look what you just did!” She throws her hands up and starts to rearrange the comforter so that it’s covering us both.
I pull her into my chest before leaning up against the headboard.
Feisty little thing needs another hug. “Ugh, you’re so annoying!
” she protests when I wrap my arms around her head and crush her to me with a dumbass smile on my face.
“Keep going, Ed, what else?” I ask her and rock her in my arms to shake out the big tension in her little body. “What about sexy and irresistible?”
“Yeah, add those to your list of your grievances, hockey boy.”
“Speaking of, you coming to my game tomorrow?” I want her in the arena when I’m on the ice. It’s as close as I’ll be able to be to her, and until we figure this shit out with Payton and I get some updates from Alvi, that’s where I want her to be.
“ ?Qué onda, wey? (What’s wrong with you?), Why would I do that?” She asks and sits up. I immediately pull her back down, fusing our skin together. I swear that she can’t relax for more than thirty seconds. We’re gonna have to work on that.
“Because you’re my girl, Ed, and your man is one of the best fucking hockey boys in D1 right now,” I remind her, while using air quotes to emphasize the little nickname she’s given me.
She thinks she’s throwing jabs when she says it, but she’s really pushing me to be the best that I can fucking be so that I can give her the life she deserves.
“You can sit with my sister. I can see if Red is going, too.” I have no idea where my phone is, but I’ll send out a text to them later.
“ Aye, no. I don’t like crowds like that, and I don’t go to places where I can’t bring my girl.” Damn, that fucking stings. I’ve never asked a girl to come watch me play, and I fucking want her there. No, I need her there. Fuck, is this how Max fucking feels all the time?
“Says the girl from the biggest city in the fucking world.” I rest my chin on the top of her head and sound fucking butt-hurt like I’m a little bitch. I can’t help it; I want her to see me in all my fucking glory.
“I’d rather be in a crowd of New Yorkers than the fucking assholes who go to this school any day,” she says, and I let her get up this time.
Her damp black hair falls over her shoulder, and she looks so fucking beautiful that I reach out and tuck some of her hair behind her ear.
Her tit pokes through, and I immediately palm it with my hand.
She leans into my touch like a good fucking girl.
“Come on, Ed, don’t you want to see me score for you?” My fingers squeeze her tight little nipple, and she drops her head back.
“ Pinche, cabrón , you’re not playing fair,” she spits out and brings her pretty face back to me.
“Not when it comes to you, hermosa ,” I tell her with a wink. She rolls her eyes, earning herself a little titty slap, and my cock fattens up when this crazy girl smiles.
“Won’t I have to apologize to Evie if I sit next to her? For being your, ya know?” She asks, and her cheeks turn pink.
“ Novia , Ed, according to my app, that’s how you say girlfriend. And no, she’s not like that.”
“Pinche cabrón,” she snaps as she scrunches her face and shakes her head, and I immediately pluck her hard little nipple. Sassy little thing. “That shit sounds weird, no? Aren’t you worried what people are gonna think?”
“I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks, including these motherfuckers.” I tell her and trace the black X between her tits, rubbing in the flaky dried cum that I left there. “Tell me about these.”
“When you turn fifteen, the OG’s brand the women with an X . They mark us here, here, here, and here,” she says, bringing my hand with hers as she points out the four Xs on her body. “So that everyone knows who you belong to.”
She’s got one on the back of her neck, which I’ve gotten a glimpse of before, the one between her tits, one covered by her pubes, and one above her juicy little ass.
“I fucking hate them. I don’t want the reminder that they own me anymore. I promised myself that as soon as I save enough money, I’m going to find a female artist and have her cover them all up. If I could do it tomorrow, I fucking would.”
“I could fucking kill them for what they did to you, Ed, but you don’t belong to them, baby, you’re mine, you were never fucking anyone else’s.” I tap the cum covered X, “And now that I know where the other ones are, I plan on covering those too.”
“I wasn’t sure what you thought of them, maybe I should’ve told you before we...” Her face turns red, and I fucking love that this hardass girl can get all shy.
“You didn’t have to say anything. Nothing from your past is gonna stop me from being with you now or in the future, Ed.
If anything, I should’ve been the one to say something beforehand.
What I should’ve done was talk to you about wrapping my dick up, but I wanted to feel your cunt.
I wanted to fuck you like I love you, and I do, Ed, I fucking love you. ”
“I love you, too,” she says with a giant fucking yawn. I pull her back down into my chest so that her face is right near her black cat tat. “And I didn’t stop you, because I wanted you like that, too. I wanted to feel everything.”
“Good, that’s good, Ed.” Fucking hell, this girl is making me feel like an emotional mess. I legit feel a ball of fucking feelings get stuck in my throat.
“And just so you know –,” she pauses as another yawn ripples through her body, causing her to do a little shake. “I have an IUD. Although I liked what you did, you had me feeling like I was protected, like you were claiming me.”
“I was, little demon,” I kissed into the top of her head. “Now rest, hermosa , I’ve got you, you’re safe and sound.”