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So, how do you think you would have kissed me at thirteen?”

He grinned, picking up on the game she was starting. Holy shit, did he love this woman.

He leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek.

“Sweet. How about fourteen?” she said.

Bobby leaned in and bumped her nose, gave her a quick peck on the lips. “We’d probably be holding hands like this,” he said.

He laced his fingers through both of her hands, and Pen felt herself blush at how badly she had wanted Bobby to hold her hand when she was scared, when she was happy, when she just wanted his attention.

“What about you? What did you want at fifteen?” he asked.

Pen kept their hands clasped together and inched closer. She moved in slowly and kissed him softly, her lips slightly parted, her eyelids fluttering closed. Bobby sighed. All this innocent tripping down memory lane was getting him good and rock hard for her pussy.

When their lips parted, she asked him, “How about sixteen?”

An evil grin spread across Bobby’s face. “Well now. That would be your sweet sixteen birthday. Remember that party?”

“Of course I do,” she said with a pout. “How could I forget? You all planned that dance party at the Boudreaux estate. Jimmy and Charlene hired that band; there were lights everywhere. Everyone was dressed up. It felt like a wedding, and I wanted you to kiss me so bad.”

“And I wanted to kiss you so bad. Why didn’t I?”

Pen shook her head. “No. We are not doing that now. It’s happening now. I am sixteen, and so are you. We are walking under the starlight through the garden. Charlene and Jimmy are dancing under the moonlight. Nobody knew she was sick, yet.”

“That’s right,” Bobby recalled.

“Yep, and you and I took a walk, and the band played Bob Marley. And then you danced with me, alone in the garden.”

“I did,” he said. “I should have kissed you.”

“Kiss me now.”

Bobby took Pen in his arms and hugged her close. Then, he climbed off the bed and held out his hand to her. She took it, curiously, before catching on. Bobby pulled her into his arms, and they slow danced as Bobby hummed, “No Woman, No Cry.”

Pen squeezed in close. She laid her head on his chest, and her breath was warm and welcome on his skin through his half-unbuttoned shirt. “That was the first time I noticed your shampoo. I liked it,” he said, pausing his humming for the moment as they continued to slow dance. He leaned in and inhaled her scent: strawberries and cinnamon and ginger.

She sighed. “I loved young Bobby, but I like older Bobby much better. He’s not afraid to ask for a kiss.”

Bobby then let out a slight growl in her ear, and he felt heat and need racing through her. He took this moment to turn brazen on her. “No,” he said. “The new Bobby isn’t going to ask. He already knows what Pen wants.”

And with that, Bobby hugged her waist and claimed her mouth. Slowly, deeply. Deeper still until he made her sigh. The tip of his tongue teased her mouth open. He smoothed his hands upward, slowly working his way up until he was fully cupping her breasts through the shirt. Pen caught her breath and let out the tiniest of moans.

His eyes were dreamy as he gazed into her and said, “What about seventeen?”

She licked her lips and dove in a little deeper. She put her hands on Bobby’s chest, caressing the pectorals, and worked her way down and around to grab his ass. Her tongue explored his mouth. The heat was building as Bobby’s hands began to squeeze her tits firmly. Soon he was lifting up the hem of her shirt and rubbing the bare skin of her rib cage. His hand explored upward some more. She was braless, and his hands claimed her soft breasts.

“These are mine now,” he said of her breasts. “All mine. To do with as I please.”

Pen flushed as he teased her tight tiny buds with his thumbs.

“At eighteen, I wanted to tell you I loved you. I was going to tell you, but I waited like an idiot,” he continued.

“So tell me,” she said with a whisper of urgency.

“I love you, Pen.”

“I love you, too, you big dummy.”

Their hands explored each other’s torsos with need, and their lips claimed each other’s until they simply could not wait any longer.

She unbuttoned his shirt; he pulled the tee-shirt off over her head. And then, without warning, Bobby scooped Pen up off her feet, swung her around, kissed her one more time, then tumbled her onto her back on his bed.

“Finally, Pen LeFleur in my bed.”

She smiled a devilish smile. “And now I’m in my twenties, and I want one thing. Take those pants off.”

She was saucy, and he loved it. But first, he made her gasp by yanking off Gavin’s board shorts and belt she was wearing with a couple of swift moves. Now she was utterly naked in his bed. Bobby gazed down at her and let the vision of his copper-haired queen sink in. It seemed too good to be true.

He leaned over her and latched on to her rosy pink nipples, making Pen gasp and moan his name.

He massaged her breasts and suckled a bit longer, and finally said, “Until now, I’ve only heard you say my name like that in my wet dreams.”

She grinned and took one of his hands and guided it lower. “Well, now you’ve got a very wet reality. Hope you know what to do.”

He was at first taken aback by Pen’s brazenness, but his mind turned to mush when he felt her soaked pussy in his hand. “Pen. You’re soaked. I’m weak with how ready you are for me. If only I had known—”

“None of that now. What are you waiting for?”

Bobby replied with simply the word, “This.”

He attacked her neck and sucked, kissed, and nibbled. He blazed a slow, sizzling trail all the way

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