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a firing passion like I do with him with anyone else before.

His hands roam my body and land on my ass as he gently but firmly squeezes my cheeks—something I never knew I enjoyed until now.

I let out a soft moan as he continues squeezing, and my body writhes against him.

I could be mistaken, but I feel a hard press against my stomach, and I realize his desire for me is just as strong as mine is for him.

“Kalen,” I moan through kisses.

“Yes, babe,” he replies, still squeezing my ass and biting on my bottom lip.

I gather all the courage I feel inside of me. “I want to do it with you.”

“I do, too,” he answers, but I know he’s not fully focused as he’s too busy working on me. I can’t say that I mind because this feels amazing and it’s making me want to go all the way with him even more.

“Kalen, wait,” I say and pull myself away from him just the slightest bit.

“Huh?” he says, finally coming to.

I giggle softly. I knew he hadn’t heard me correctly the first time, or if he did, it hadn’t registered in his mind.

I bite down on my bottom lip and watch him breathe out heavily; obviously my actions have done something to him.

“Lexi, you’re killing me here. And with you doing that?” He rolls his eyes playfully and groans. It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. As if reading my mind and granting my wishes, he pulls me closer to him once more and kisses me quickly.

I laugh again but my gaze instantly becomes serious. This is not a laughing matter, but seeing him worked up like this is incredibly cute and fucking sexy as hell.

I try to express myself again. “Babe, I’ve never done this before, but I know I want to with you. I want you to be the one.”

His brows furrow. “The one? I thought I already was.”

I chuckle and roll my eyes. “You are.” I realize I need to elaborate on my phrase. “You are the one. But I want you to be the one… the one that I give myself over to for the first time…”

His whole expression changes as my words finally register in his brain. “Oh… that one…”

“Yes, that one…” I want to laugh out loud, but at the same time, I’m wondering if maybe I took things too far. Maybe he wasn’t ready to hear those words from me. “I just feel like the time is right, and I can’t picture it ever being anyone else but you,” I reply.

He nods gently. “Trust me, babe. I want that more than anything right now.” He grabs my hand, placing it on his groin where a tent has formed in his pants.

The both of us chuckle as I squeeze gently. He pulls my hand away and then he brings a finger under my chin and my eyes meet his.

“Lexi, there’s nothing else I’d rather be doing right now than spending every single moment with you, then taking you there and being your first. Just knowing you want me to be that for you and are thinking of me that way is making me crazy that it’s taking every fiber within my being to hold myself back and not lie you down on this bench and taking everything you have to give for myself.”

I nod. “Okay, so let’s go.”

He chuckles at my response, shaking his head. “I want to, more than anything…”

“But…” I push. I know there’s a but to his response.

He nods. “But this isn’t the right time or place.”

I frown, but I get it. I do, but it doesn’t change the fact that I wanted things to go differently this evening than how he’s telling me they’re going to go.

He smiles softly. “Babe, I want our first time together to be special. I don’t want to do that here in the middle of a boat garage.”

I chuckle at his words. He’s right. This is totally not the way I pictured my first time to be.

“Okay,” I answer.

His soft laugh with the scruffiness in his voice turns me on once more. Damn him.

“Please don’t be disappointed, princess. We’ll get there, I promise. Okay?”

I smirk. “Okay.”

“Okay,” he repeats, kissing me.

“So then now what?” I ask.

He offers me a devilish stare with a smug grin, and I wish we had somewhere to go where we could be alone, spread out on a bed.

“Now we stay just like this, kissing and enjoying one another until it’s time for me to take you back home.”

Chapter Fifteen

I stare at my reflection in the mirror and sigh as I put my long hair up in a ponytail. Kalen’s been on my mind as usual, but now, the feeling is different. I just don’t know how to describe it, but things between us have changed in the best possible way.

I’m glad that even though we do spend a lot of time together, I have still been able to keep my grades up and cheer as well. I don’t want to think what would happen if my grades were to drop. My parents would probably not let me go out after school, saying I need to study more. I haven’t told them about Kalen yet, but I will when the time is right. I want to bring him over and introduce him to them, but I’m not sure when or how to do so.

Especially now that it seems every waking moment lately, the two of them have been fighting.

I yawn and rise from the seat at my vanity. My daddy built it for me when I turned thirteen, and it’s been sitting in my room ever since. I use it all the time. It’s so pretty painted in white with circular light bulbs bordering the mirror.

The slamming of the front door from downstairs makes me jump. I rush to the window just in time to see my father walking out with a suitcase in hand. Where the hell is he