Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Thus began our love affair that summer before I left for college.
I sit down in the squeaky office chair, but I don’t turn on the computer. Instead, I lean back, kick my booted feet up on the edge and stare at the ceiling. Eleven years ago I fell helplessly, madly in love with Trey Blackburn. If he could be believed, and these days I’m of the opinion that he cannot, he said he loved me too.
It was our secret and we shared it with no one. We knew it would be awkward with Wade, Abby and Kat, and it would change our dynamics for sure, but mostly… we just wanted to spend time with each other. So we went on dates in Louisville to avoid being seen, snuck hot kisses accompanied by groping hands in empty stalls, and six weeks after that first kiss, I gave Trey my virginity on a blanket beside the pond.
We were madly, silly in love. The closer we grew, the more I wanted to give myself to him fully. He held out and I pushed hard, and eventually I wore him down.
It was a summer of promise and my world revolved around the man.
“Christ, why are bras so hard to unclasp,” Trey growled, his fingers working the hook between my breasts.
I giggled and flipped the little plastic latch, letting the material part and giving Trey unfettered access. As always, he looked at me reverently at first, then with growing heat in his eyes. It thrilled me, how quickly he could go from tenderness to lust, and I loved all those parts in between.
We were in the hayloft in one of the yearling barns, a place that was often empty during the day as the young horses were out to pasture. We lay spread on a blanket, our passion undeterred by the hard wooden floor, and Trey stripped me naked, worshipping every inch of my body with his mouth.
“I’m going to make love to you so thoroughly, your eyes are going to cross permanently,” he’d promised before sucking a nipple into his mouth.
I arched my back and laughed, holding his head tight to me. “Say that in a different way.”
His head popped up, black hair falling over his forehead. “Like how?”
“Like…” I looked up, pondered for a second and commanded, “Like, really dirty. Make me blush.”
Challenge glinted in Trey’s eyes and he put his hand between my legs. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to ride a horse for a week.”
I groaned, pulled his head back down to my breast and muttered, “Yeah… just like that.”
And he did, just like that.
After, I lay across his naked body, stroking the smooth muscles and listening to his heartbeat as my head rested on his chest. His strong, work-weathered hand stroked over my ass and it made me want him again.
“I love you,” I whispered.
His arms tightened around me. “And you’re the world to me.”
Our time was running short as I’d be off to the University of Kentucky in two weeks.
“Think it’s time we told the gang,” I mused.
Trey sighed. “Once we let this out, I won’t have you all to myself anymore.”
This was a conversation we had a handful of times each week. When do we leave the sanctity of our little bubble and reveal our love to the entire Blackburn clan?
“Kat and Abby are going to be horrified,” I said, assured in that prediction. They saw me as a sister and Trey was my brother in their eyes.
“Wade will never stop teasing us. He’ll give us shit for the rest of our lives.”
I stroked a finger along his collarbone. “Your parents will be happy.”
I could feel the fondness in his tone. “Yeah… they’ll get a kick out of it.”
“So we should tell them,” I concluded, but my heart wasn’t in it. I put the words out there in case it was really important to Trey.
“Or,” he drawled, tugging on my hair so I looked up at him. “We just keep this to ourselves for the rest of the summer. We tell them when you go to college. Let’s have these last two weeks alone.”
I pressed a finger to my chin as if I were seriously pondering his suggestion before a broad grin broke out across my face. “Okay… let’s keep it secret for the rest of the summer. It sounds like a great plan.”
Trey laughed, rolled me underneath his body and started loving me again.
“Holland.”
I’m jolted out of my memories to see Trey standing at the office entrance. I hadn’t even heard him open the door.
No one should look that good in jeans, work boots and a simple navy T-shirt. His dark hair is a wavy mess and his green eyes sparkle against his sooty lashes.
I hate myself for appreciating those things and it makes me ornery. “What?” I snap.