I watched her for a few days before I'd had enough. Enough of the waiting and hoping for the right time. Oh, there was plenty of watching her before then. Years of it. Watching from the shadows. Keeping my distance. Not because I wanted to. Because I made her a promise once and I fully intended to keep it.

Tonight, I don't know what changed. I don't know if it was that I missed her so badly I could no longer stand it. There were lots of days like that, though. Maybe it was that she seemed so needy today. Or perhaps it was that fucking pretty boy teacher's aide who wanted her in the worst way and was laying it on thick to get her. Too fucking bad. Cress Stone is mine.

I’d watched her flirt with him and let him put his fucking hands on her for the last time. Although she deserved someone like him. Rich, educated, pretty-boy handsome. That's not what Cress wants. Which was why all she does is flirt.

Cress wants someone like me. Rough enough to take control of her. That's what she needs. This dude lays it on so thick, if she wanted him, he'd have her bent over his desk by now. Lucky for him she saw through his bullshit. I say lucky for him, because I am always close by and if he touches her once more I might break his fucking hands.

This afternoon, I watched her giggle with him after class. That fucking sound hit me right in the chest. Her beautiful face lit up but not her eyes. Never her eyes. Not anymore. Not since I left. Cress had not stopped living but she had stopped being alive.

Because just like me, only one person made her feel alive. She made me feel like I could breathe and being so close to her made me come alive. When I was close to her, even though she didn't know I was, she changed. It turned me the fuck on to realize I had the same effect on her. After all this time, it was the same.

My girl lit up like the night skies when I was close. Like she could feel me. Today, I couldn’t miss the need in her beautiful blue eyes. Loneliness. Frustration. Cress needed something—or someone—and I was done letting her think she might find it in somewhere else. With someone else.

Cress would always find what she needed with me, and me only.

When I’d watched her leave her place, Hope Barrett luring her out for a ladies’ night, I decided I’d waited long enough. She looked fucking amazing. Wearing a dress I knew Hope had talked her into, she actually looked kind of sinful.

Cress had thick, sexy thighs and hips that begged to be grabbed onto while pounding into her perfect, full ass. Tonight, the dress she wore both turned me on and pissed me off. Her full tits spilled out of the neckline that plunged nearly to her navel. Fuck me, she was gorgeous. Always had been, but damn my girl grew into those curves.

"I hate them,” Cress had groaned one night years before, “Boys who never spoke to me fall all over me now. It’s disgusting." Then her little hands cupped her breasts and she made a face up at me.

"Bug ignore them. You're perfect." I thought she was before her tits and ass suddenly made my cock hard every time I saw her. We’d been lying in a field under the stars, so I could hide how badly I wanted to bury my face in those tits.

"Do....I mean...do you like them, Judge?" Fuck, yes, I liked them. We were changing then; our young relationship wasn't the same and it never would be again. So, I told her the truth.

"Yeah, Bug. I like them." I was terrified of how she would react; we walked a fine line for a long time, but I wanted her so bad then.

"Judge.... I...." Cress' voice had trembled and I let out a groan before I slid close to her in the darkness.

"Shh, Bug. Me too, baby." I just wanted to hold her, to soothe her.

That’s what I had always done for Cress. Just like that's what she did for me, in a different way. Friends almost our whole lives, one revelation changed us both forever. After that, we were inseparable. Cress was my girl before she really became my girl.

By then, though, I was a regular fifteen-year-old and she was smoking hot in all the right ways that drove me crazy. After that night, we were never the same. Because I realized Cress wanted me too.

One night, out in that field, Cress changed us. I wanted to kiss her but that came later. Almost too late. That first night, Cress needed me to give her something. There was nothing I wouldn't give my Bug.

At first, I was just holding her. Then Cress was touching me. Shoving her hand beneath my tank top and pressing her lips to my neck. Sliding her thick thigh between mine and rubbing against me. I don't know how I didn't pin her to the dirt and fuck her senseless. Except I do know. I loved her.

Even if I didn't know how much, didn't know what it would become, I knew I did. I wanted to feel her and let her feel me so for hours that night we did. I saw her naked in the moonlight. Felt her tits press against my chest. Filled my hands with them. Kissed every inch of her creamy skin. Let her touch my aching cock. Cress was like every teen boys' wet dream come true. But she was mine.

Weeks later I would lose her.  But during those weeks, I fell more in love with her than I knew what to do with. Cress was curious and those nights out in the field continued. No kisses. Just touches and dry humps that made me come all over us both. Which Cress was so into it made me hard for hours. My girl was dirty but she knew she was my girl and that I was the only one who got to see her like that.

I got just one night to truly make her mine. Cress gave herself to me and I made it good for us both, somehow. Made her come and tell me she was mine and that she always would be. Then I left. Never to return.

Until now. I followed her to the club and watched her dance with other men. Tonight, I was taking what was mine. When I saw her body moving in the strobing lights, need in her blue eyes so clear I could see it in the darkness, I lost it. I couldn’t not have her a second longer.

Before I know what I’m doing, I’m pressed against her, arms around her to lock her close. Cress melts into me and I know, somehow, she realizes it was me. Oh, she doesn't believe it really is, but she feels me. Like she always had before.

When I’d sneak into her room when she was half asleep and she would cuddle back against me. Or when I would move close to her in the halls and she would tip her neck just so, so I could breathe her in. Fuck, my girl knew she was mine before even I did.

"I need you. Right fucking now. I need to feel you. Let me touch you." Like always, Cress gives into me and I can't wait a second longer.

Right there in the club with people feet away, I take my girl back. My hands slide up her thick thighs and under her dress. I find her soaked between her legs. Fuck, she’s so hot for me. For me. Because she knows it’s me, even if the shots she downed earlier won't let her believe it.

I plunge my fingers inside her and growl nonsense. Tell her she’s mine, that I want to fuck her right here. I need it. I didn't really mean it. Well, I did; but I wasn't going to. Until I was.

Suddenly my hand Is full of her gorgeous tits, my cock’s sliding between her ass and I am inside her. It feels like coming home. It had been way too fucking long. Feeling her wrap around me is unlike anything else; it’s almost spiritual, how good it fucking feels.

"You feel so good! Make me come with that big cock. Please." Cress’ begging for it, driving me fucking crazy. I pound into her like an animal.

"Missed this. Mine. Nothing else…." My hand goes tight around her throat as I pump into her over and over, careless of the eyes watching us. I feel her orgasm tear through her and then….

"Judge..." Well fuck. Even if she’s not sure it’s me, it’s my name on her lips as she comes. That does it for me; I pump once, twice and then I come hard, deep inside her wet heat.

Suddenly, Cress is pulling away and I see the guilt on her face. I shouldn’t, but, fuck, I love it. Cress thinks she broke a promise she made to a stupid boy who is here to finally keep his own.

I try to stop her but she rushes out, tears streaming down her face. I go after her after tucking my dick away, pausing to tell Hope to kick rocks with her boy toys for the night. I know Hope through her father, but she has no idea who I am to Cress. Seems she realizes it the minute I tell her not to come home.

"Well shit. Give it to her good, my girl needs it." Hope smiles, letting that fuck I took Cress from finger her as she strokes another guys dick, right there in the club. Not that I just behaved like a saint. But, my girl doesn’t need Hope influencing her.

"Cress will get what she needs. Trust me." I level a look at her and just like that, she seems to get it.

I am out the door, hailing a taxi and rattling off the address to my girl’s place. Which is sometimes also my place. Another reason I need to get to her and tell her everything. Like how I wasn't as absent from her life as she thought I had been. First, I need to get to her and have her again.

Cress will realize I never broke the promises I made her, and I don’t intend to start now.