Scorched

Meet me downstairs in 5.

Tossing my phone on the bed, I slip my bikini top on and pull my bottoms up. Rummaging around my dance bag for my sunglasses, I quickly find them and sashay downstairs. “Bye Nan, love you,” I yell, jogging towards the front door. As I’m ru

“Happy birthday baby girl, be careful down there. Be back for di

“Love you more Nan,” I say over my shoulder. Shutting the door behind me, I pull on my glasses and boots and run towards Hale. He catches me, pulling me close while I wrap my legs around his waist. “I missed you,” I breathe into his mouth.

“Missed you, Sweet Girl,” he whispers, catching my bottom lip between his teeth, lightly nipping. “Missed these.”

“Let’s go baby,” he says lowering me to my feet. He grabs my hand and pulls me towards the field.

We walk slowly down to the river, enjoying just being able to have a moment alone which is few and far between.

“Race you to the rope swing?” Hale asks.

“Nope, because I’ve already won,” I laugh, taking off full speed towards the swing. I hear him run up behind me and then I feel him slide his arms around my waist. “No you don’t, you little cheat,” he whispers in my ear as he kisses down my neck. I groan in frustration. Freeing of his arms, I step to the river bank letting my toes soak into the warm, wet sand.

Hale walks up behind me and pulls me down into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. “I love you Em, Happy Birthday.”

“It’s perfect Hale, any day I spend with you is perfect. Let’s go up to the cabin for the day. We never get any time by ourselves,” I laugh into his neck, ru

“You sure Em? We don’t have to do anything until you’re ready, I’ll wait forever if I have to,” he says softly, holding my body close to his.

“Hale Michael, do you doubt me?” Smirking, I stand, offering him my hand. “Let’s go, now.”

He takes my hand, leading me to the Camaro. Opening my door he helps me inside, “After you my lady.” We head down 447 to the old cabin my Nan and Pawpaw have in the woods, where pawpaw used to go hunting. We come here sometimes to go fishing or just spend time alone.

I barely make it in inside the door and Hale’s hands are on me, all over me. He runs his hands down my side and yanks me to him. Moving my hair from my neck, he kisses behind my ear and continues down my neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. His tongue leaves a trail of heat on my skin and I whimper his name. He looks in my eyes, “Are you sure Ember?” The look in his eyes is a look of pure desire. I can feel the heat from his body as he presses against me and I can feel his erection digging into my stomach. My answer? I pull him to me and thread my fingers through his hair, taking his bottom lip into my mouth. Biting, sucking, and exploring. There’s nothing left to question as he groans against my lips, slipping his tongue inside my mouth. Backing up towards the bed he picks me up, his fingers digging into my ass. I wrap my legs around him, moaning as I feel him press against me.

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I admire his body as he stands there; the most perfect thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. His dark brown hair is always too long and is always falling in his eyes; the brown matching the color of his eyes. I can never decide what I love more, the color of his eyes or the dimple in his cheek as he smiles. His stomach is all ridges and planes of muscles. At his hips sits the v of his abdomen, and a trail of hair that leads lower. I’ll have to lick down that later. Putting the condom between his teeth he rips the foil and tosses it aside after pulling it out and sliding it down his length. Laying back over me he presses a kiss against my lips, tender and full of promise. “I’ll be as gentle as I can, I love you Em. “ Taking my hands, he links his fingers through mine, pulling them above my head. I feel him slowly slide inside me, inch by inch, stealing the breath from my lungs. My eyes tightly shut; I bite my lip to keep from crying out. The pain is like a hot iron, bringing tears to my eyes. “I’m so sorry baby, God I’m sorry. Should I stop?” Hale whispers, panic written on his face. He tries to withdraw and I stop him, holding my hand up, “It’s like a band aid right?” I laugh, trying to relax my body. He looks down at me, sinking quickly inside me in one thrust. I cry out, my body arching from the pain. Capturing my lips in a searing kiss, he withdraws, pushing slowly back inside trying his hardest to distract me. A few thrust later, the pain no longer feels overwhelming, more of a dull throb. Ru

“I love you,” he whispers against my skin. He pulls out of my body slowly, and I groan at the loss of him. Heading to the bathroom to take care of the condom, he comes back with a rag in hand. He cleans me with the gentlest touch and my heart feels like it could explode in my chest. “I love you Hale,” I tell him, ru