Saving You (Love Wanted in Texas #2)(29)
Author: Kelly Elliott

I moved our bodies to where I was sitting and Libby’s legs were wrapped around me. “Are you sore, Lib?”

She nodded her head as she leaned down and pulled my lower lip with her teeth. “This feels amazing though.” She slowly began to move as our lips found each other. The moment Libby came, she moaned into my mouth and I fought like hell to hold off my orgasm. Laying her back onto the bed, she spread her legs and wrapped them around me as I placed my hands on the side of her face and began to cover her face in gentle kisses as I made love to her for the rest of the morning. I had never in my life felt so at peace, yet so on fire. I would forever fight for our love. Forever fight for Libby.

THE HOT WATER poured over my body and relaxed my overworked, sore muscles. I moved slightly and smiled. I was sore, but it was an amazing sore. Luke’s stamina was amazing. The way he made love to me this morning for so long was the most romantic thing I could have ever imagined. The way he took care into giving me as many orgasms as he could was a pleasant surprise.

I reached over and shut off the water. I couldn’t wait to tell Alex about Luke and me. She should be coming back soon from her night with Will. Grabbing a towel, I began to dry off as I thought about last night with Luke. My fingertips moved up to my lips, still swollen from Luke’s kisses. I smiled as my hand traveled down my body to between my legs. I was sore as hell, but my body was so ready to take more of him.

Quickly drying off and changing into a Mason high school T-shirt and jean shorts, I walked out into the bedroom only to come to a stop. My eyes moved across five girls sitting on both beds. All dressed in tank tops and shorts. Each of them had their hair piled up on their heads in some fashion.

Alex was glowing. I glanced down and saw the engagement ring on her finger and smiled. To Alex’s left sat Grace and Lauren. Maegan and Taylor were sitting on the second bed. “Oh my gosh, Alex! Let me see your ring!” I exclaimed as I made my way over to her.

She smiled and held out her hand. “Your brother did good, Lib,” Maegan said. Holding the ring up, I let out a whistle. Alex pulled her hand away and gave me a look.

“I hear you have news for me, Miss Hayes,” Alex said.

I shrugged and began drying my hair. “Um, not much has really been going on. I do have a date to get ready for though. A romantic walk along the beach and I believe he mentioned something about a picnic.”

Lauren began bouncing up and down on the bed. “I knew Luke Johnson was romantic! I knew it! All three of those boys are.”

Maegan looked at Lauren. “All three? Do we know something about Colt we aren’t saying?”

Lauren’s face flushed. “No. I mean, look at our fathers. They’re all so romantic. Of course the boys would all be helpless romantics.”

Grace laughed. “My poor father fucks up more than any man I know. I don’t think my mother would use the word romantic in the same sentence as my daddy’s name.”

We all laughed as I sat and looked at my best friends. We had all grown up together. We shared secrets, we fought, we cried on each other’s shoulders, and most of all—we loved each other more than anything. We weren’t really friends. We were sisters.

Taylor looked at me and said, “So. Tell us everything!”

Grace looked at me and said, “Please don’t say something like he has a big dick and you rode him all night. I don’t think my ears could take it.”

My hand covered my mouth to contain my laughter as Alex turned and smacked Grace. “Ew. I didn’t need that visual.” Alex’s body shuddered as she looked back at me.

I dropped my hand and let the laugh escape. They were all staring at me. “Y’all don’t really expect me to kiss and tell do you?”

“Yes. Yes we do, Isabella Gemma Hayes,” Maegan said as she dropped to the ground and moved in front of the other girls, pulling her knees up like she was ready for a story.

“Um …” I looked at them and felt my face flush. “It was beyond anything I could have imagined.

“Was he gentle?” Taylor asked.

I nodded my head. “Very.”

Grace looked at Alex as they exchanged a smile.

“Was it … better than … you know, Zach?” Lauren asked.

Smirking, I asked, “Zach who?”

We all laughed. Maegan leaned closer to me. “Okay I have to ask, Lib. Is he packing?”

“Oh Jesus H. Christ! You did not, Maegan Atwood!” Grace shouted.

I threw my head back and laughed. Grace turned and looked at me and pointed. “Don’t answer that.” Holding up my hands I shook my head. I looked at Maegan and winked as she giggled and Grace yelled. “I saw that, Libby!”

Alex raised her hand. “Me next!” She cleared her throat. “Was he romantic?”

“Yes. Very.”

“Oh God, I can’t wait,” Taylor said with a sigh. Maegan turned and looked at Taylor.

“Ah, the hell you can wait baby sister.” Turning back to me, Maegan wiggled her eyebrows up and down. “How many times?”

I bit my lip. “Including this morning?”

Grace moaned and dropped back on the bed. Maegan nodded her head. I barely got the words out of my mouth. “Four times, not including, other stuff we did during the night.”

“Kill. Me. Now. Please!” Grace whined.

“Holy hell,” Alex and Maegan said as Lauren and Taylor both looked at me with horrified looks.

“How are you walking?” Lauren asked.

I looked away and chuckled. Letting out a breath, I turned back to the girls. Grace was sitting up smiling like a fool. She acted like it bothered her, but I knew she was happy for Luke and me.

I shook my head and looked down before looking back up. “I came so close to giving up, but I honestly couldn’t imagine my life without Luke in it.” I swallowed hard as I looked down at my hands as I ringed them on my lap. “Even when we were best friends, I knew there was something more to our relationship. The way he would look at me used to make my stomach just flutter.”

Lauren’s smile faded some and I knew she was thinking about Colt. I was positive he made her feel the same way. She just wouldn’t admit it.

“Then yesterday on the beach, he looked at me again and this time I saw something different.”

Five voices all whispered, “What was it?”

Smiling, I looked at Grace. “Love. Pure love.” I let out a small chuckle. “Finally, his head wasn’t arguing with his heart.”