I sat at my desk staring out the window when the realization hit me—summer vacation was over. It had been a whirlwind unlike any I’d experienced before. My excitement had always revolved around the characters in my books, but Kayden changed that. No longer did my fantasy live within the pages of my favorite novels. I lived them.

“Hellooo…” a voice echoed.

I blinked a couple times, trying to break free from my haze. I turned my head to see Suzy standing there.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you walk in.”

“I can tell. Daydreaming again?”

I laughed. She knew me so well. “Kind of. I was thinking about how much my life has changed.”

“Ya think? You’re living what most of us only read about. I’m envious of your sex life.”

“I’ve played it safe for far too long. I’m ready to have my world rocked.”

“Sounded like more than your world was rocked last time he was here,” she howled.

“Were you eavesdropping?”

“Whore, I couldn’t turn the TV up loud enough to drown out the noises coming from your room.”

“Lucky for you, we’re going away this weekend.”

“Damn! I was hoping for an encore. That man’s a beast.”

“Shh. Someone might hear you,” I said, glancing around the library through the glass window.

“Oh, please. No one else is here. I’m going back to work. I just wanted to bother you a little,” she said, walking toward the door with a small wave over her shoulder.

“Love ya, Suzy.”

Me: You. Me. Airport. Car. Sex.

I placed my phone back on my desk and checked my emails, trying to get myself back into work mode.

Kayden: Fuck. I just got hard. Look what you do to me.

A photo of his rock-hard cock filled my screen. My mouth watered, and my pussy twitched at the thought of him inside me. The last two weeks Kayden made sure to keep constant contact with me. He never missed an evening video chat since Lisa tried to destroy us and I’d almost shut him out of my life entirely.

Kayden would be here in a few hours, but time seemed to tick away slowly. I tried to keep my mind occupied. Teachers flowed in to gather their necessary supplies for the first day of school. Everyone shared stories of their summer adventures, but I kept mine simple. I traveled to New Orleans, met someone, and immersed myself in the culture. I left out my drunken escapades and car sex.

I had no doubt Suzy would be sharing tidbits with my coworkers in the coming weeks. She couldn’t keep a secret and wanted to tell someone about my summer. She’d already shared my adventures with her mother. She never shared the information to make me look bad. She was just excited for me, and it brought hope to her love life.

Kayden: Jumping in the shower and heading to the airport.

I pictured him naked, lathering his body and shaving his head. He’d be here in a matter of hours.

Me: I’m counting the minutes until I can kiss you again.

Kayden: Kiss? I can’t wait to shove my cock inside you. Be back in a few.

I ran home after work to get ready. I wanted to look sexy. After a day of working, I needed to shower and redo my makeup. I had one hour before I had to leave for the airport. I shaved my legs and groomed myself to his liking. He’d asked me not to wear underwear to the airport. Although I always wore them, this time, I would listen. I put on a cute short sundress, which was his favorite and gave easy access. I wanted to feel him inside me before we headed to the beach. It would be rush hour, and I was impatient. I gathered my bags for the weekend away and headed to my car.

When I arrived, I parked in a secluded location. I waited for him outside security.

Kayden: I’m here, be there in a few.

I was shaking—I’d never been so excited and nervous to see someone. I tried to steady my hands and calm my nerves. He came into view wearing a white T-shirt and white and gray shorts. He looked handsome, and I couldn’t wait to touch him. We embraced, and I inhaled deeply. I didn’t want to remove my arms from around his body. He kissed me with hunger. We needed to get out of this public place and into a more private setting.

We held hands as we left the airport and entered the parking garage. The walk seemed to take forever, and he chuckled when he saw where I had parked—he knew why I picked that isolated spot.

He opened the back door with a smirk. “In.”

I crawled across the back seat, so he would have room to get in the car. He sat on the seat, and I straddled his legs. I kissed him with a longing I had never felt before. He kissed me back with as much passion and lust, running his fingers through my long brown hair. He reached down and unzipped his pants. His fingers trailed lightly up my inner thighs. I ached for him—wanted him in me. My wish was partially granted as his fingers slid easily inside me. I was ready for him.

He kissed my neck as his fingers worked in and out of me. He used his teeth to pull down the front of my dress to expose my breasts. He groaned before sucking my nipple into his mouth. I was moaning and squeezing his shoulders, but I needed more than his fingers inside of me—I needed his cock. As if reading my mind, he slid himself inside me. I didn’t know if my body would ever get used to his size, not as long as we lived apart.

It was slow at first. I wanted to savor the feel of him. I moved my hips, grinding my body into his, and I took all of him that I could inside me. I had missed the intimacy. His head was tipped back, and he grabbed my hips, slowing my movement. My hair dripped with sweat, and it fell between us.

The air was thick and smelled of sex. His body shook as I slowed my movement. I buried my face in his neck and gasped for air. I planted a kiss on his neck and rested a moment. When I felt his body go lax, I climbed off him.

We both broke out into laughter when we caught sight of each other outside the car. Our faces were flushed, our clothing and skin dripping wet.

“Damn, I’m so hot! I thought I was going to pass out,” I said, breathing like I’d just run a marathon.

“That was sexy as hell. I don’t think I’ve come so quickly since I was a teenager.”

I grabbed a drink out of a small cooler I packed before leaving. I cracked open an energy drink and took a sip.

“I see you planned ahead, dirty girl.” He held out his hand, waiting for me to finish.

“I thought you’d be thirsty from the flight.” I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

“Liar.” He grabbed the drink from my hand and emptied the contents.

We climbed inside and blasted the air as we drove to the hotel. We had a room reserved at the beach for the evening. The next day we were driving to his parents’ home a couple of hours south.

The hotel was plain gray brick with colorful doors. It faced the beach and would be perfect for one night. He undressed, facing away from me, but I couldn’t stop looking at him. I soaked in the sight of his naked flesh.

“I got something for you,” Kayden said smoothly as he started to turn around slowly.

“What?”

My mouth dropped open. “When? Why?” I asked.

“I did it for you—to prove my love to you. There’s no one else, Sophia. I’m yours forever.”

I moved toward him, bending over to see his thigh better. Black ink spelled out my name in beautiful cursive lettering. I touched it, and he flinched.

“It’s still a little tender.”

“Sorry. Wow! I don’t know what to say.” I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.

“You told me no one had ever put your name on their body. I wanted to be the first…and only.”

I stood quickly, wrapping my arms around him. He declared his love and proved it in a permanent way. It wasn’t marker that could be washed off. It was tattooed on his skin…for eternity. I had so many insecurities when it came to Kayden. His life had been filled with wildness, while mine was lived through books. I worried I wouldn’t be enough for him, but this showed he was mine. It didn’t scare me, even though it should. The tattoo wiped out the worry I had for our future, my future. He might be a little crazy and impulsive, but I loved that about him. When I had doubts about Kayden’s love, I just needed to remember I was always with him.

He grabbed me and slammed my body against the wall. He nipped at my lips with just the right amount of tongue as if sensing my need. His taste was sweet. He pushed my dress to the floor and crushed my body with his. His fingers trailed over my skin, softly moving them up to my rib cage and then to my breasts. Goose bumps covered my body.

He turned me around, pushing my chest flat against the wall. He bit the back of my shoulders and licked up my neck to my ear.

“Fuck!” I moaned.

I wanted his cock inside me. His fingers found my throbbing sex, slowly entering me. His other hand moved to my stomach before sliding to my breast. His fingers twisted slowly inside my pussy.

I felt his hands wrap around me then, grabbing my thighs. I yelped from the feeling of my feet lifting off the floor. Carrying me by my hips and thighs, he placed me on the bed facedown, hanging over the edge, and adjusted me to his desired position. I tried to lift my head to see, but he pushed my head into the mattress. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt his hot breath on my ass. I wanted him badly, and I wished he’d just fuck me already.

I moaned and pushed my ass higher in the air, hoping he would get the hint. He backed away and slapped my ass. He rubbed the head of his cock on my pussy as his other hand pushed down between my shoulder blades. I kept moving around. I couldn’t lay still while he tormented me. He slapped my ass again.

I knew that I couldn’t do anything to make it happen any faster than he wanted. I lay there, eyes closed, waiting. The tip of his cock entered me and stilled. When I turned my head to look at him, my lips were captured by his mouth. He thrust into me, smooth and quick, and I moaned in his mouth.

After each thrust, he pinched my nipples. He picked up the pace and pushed into me rapidly. I moaned and thrashed against the sheets. I moved my hands to find something to hold on to as my toes curled, and my mind went blank. My body stiffened, overwhelmed with the orgasm that slammed into me.

I didn’t want him to stop, but I didn’t know how much more I could take. His body tensed. His rhythm slowed, and his breathing intensified. He collapsed onto my back, and both of our bodies were slick with sweat. He held me tightly and kissed my shoulder and then my neck. I flipped over, wrapped my legs around him, and kissed him on the lips. My energy had evaporated, and the only craving left was sleep.

That evening, we went to dinner at a quaint little restaurant on the ocean. He convinced me to try foods I’d never tasted before. We shared our dinners, had beer, and enjoyed the music before deciding to walk the beach.

The sand still held the warmth from the sun. Sand filled the crevices of my feet as the waves crashed over top. The sun slowly lowered below the horizon as we talked about our dreams for the future.

“Are we going to survive this?” I asked.

“Survive what?”

“The long-distance thing. It’s only going to get harder,” I replied.

“We’ll be okay, Sophia. It won’t be like this forever.”

“I can’t leave before the end of the school year, which is over nine months away.”

“We’ll figure it out. Let’s take it one step at a time. It’ll all work out,” he said.

“Want to walk down to the pier?”

“Sure,” he replied, sensing my need to change the subject.

The pier was illuminated, and a large crowd had gathered, catching our attention. Local artists displayed their work along the railings. A small table had bracelets adorned with names. I wanted one with his name. I searched, finding one and grabbing it quickly. I needed something with his name to display on my body too. Kayden paid the artist and placed it on my wrist. Distant lightning danced across the sky.

He let go of my wrist, brushing the windswept hair out of my face. “Let’s head back to the room.”

“I want to lie in your arms until I fall asleep,” I said.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and I rested my head on his chest as we walked back to the room.

I had missed sleeping with him—the intimacy. Kayden threw his clothes on the floor before I had a chance to put my purse down. He turned on the TV and switched off the lamps. I undressed quickly and crawled under the covers with him. I felt at home at that moment, my body wrapped around his and my head on his chest, fingers playing with his chest hair. His hand stroked my back as my eyes began to close. I moved my hand to his face and toyed with his goatee, gently tugging on the tip.

I had been in a deep sleep, but my body was now in motion. Kayden moved my legs, and I didn’t bother to open my eyes or ask what he was doing. I could feel his hardness against my back. His fingertips brushed against my opening, and I was slick and ready. He grabbed my hip with one hand and was holding himself against me with the other. Pushing slowly inside of me, he held on to my hips. His chest rubbed against my back. He bit my neck as he moved an arm around my waist. I leaned my body back into his and arched to allow him to have easier access and a better angle. He fisted my hair and held me in place while he used me as a sex toy. He pumped inside of me like a well-oiled machine before coming to an abrupt stop. His cock stayed nestled inside of my body as he pulled me tightly against him. I drifted back to sleep and dreamed of Kayden.