Serenity Falls(63)

I’m stunned speechless by his confession. The more time we spend together, I feel myself falling for him deeper and deeper, but I didn’t know he was feeling it too. I tilt my head up and whisper against his lips, “I feel it, too.”

A tentative smile pulls at my lips when he flashes me the brightest smile I’ve ever seen. “Yeah? Really? I mean, you don’t ha—”

“Just shut up and kiss me.” I cut him off with a chuckle.

His hands go to my ass as he lifts me off the bottom of the shower and spins around, pinning me against the wall. With a mischievous smile, his lips descend on mine. “Yes, ma’am.”

Within seconds, his tongue invades my mouth, seeking and exploring every inch. Our hands search each other’s body as we tear at each other’s clothes. In no time, we’re naked, and I’m gasping as he slips inside me. It takes no time for me to adjust to his size. My fingers thread through his hair and gently tug it. I groan loudly as he increases his thrusts. My body sings with pleasure when he begins sucking and nipping my neck, collarbone, and that sweet spot behind my ear. I’m blinded by lust. Our sweat mixes in with the water as it glides down our bodies. “Wes… I’m so close,” I pant out.

“Fuck, Baby… just a little bit longer,” he murmurs against my ear.

He begins a ravenous pace, pounding into me as I meet him thrust for thrust. Just as I explode, calling out his name, he pulls out and cum sprays all over my stomach. I can’t help but look down.

Still heaving deep breaths, I hear him say, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know what else to do. I got caught up in the moment and I didn’t know if you were on any type of bir—”

“Stop,” I say, cutting him off yet again.

“Huh?”

I look up at him, and then back down to my stomach in amazement. “That was the hottest thing I have ever seen.” A cocky grin tugs at the corners of his lips. I roll my eyes. “Shut up.” A chuckle escapes the both of us at the same time as he leans in and kisses me.

“What have I done to you?”

“I don’t know, but whatever it is, don’t stop.” I drop my legs from around his waist and look up, meeting his eyes. “And, just so you know, I’m on birth control. I have been for a long time.”

He arches an eyebrow, silently asking me to explain further.

“My periods.”

“All right. You don’t have to explain any further.” He holds his hands up and shakes his head. “Let me help you get rinsed off,” he says huskily as he pulls me flush against him into the spray of the water. Before I can say anything, a knock sounds on the door, paralyzing us both.

“When you two are done, I’d like a word with the both of you, please.” Oh my gosh, Mrs. Sandy. My head drops to his chest as I screw my eyes tightly shut. Heat consumes my face from the embarrassment that I know I have to face her.

“Shit… She knows, Wes. Your mom knows. They’re gonna kick me out of the house,” I groan. My face snaps up to his as I suddenly realize they may make me leave all together. “What if they make me leave? I don’t want to leave. I can’t go back to campus yet. The dorms are closed for the summer. I’d have to go home.” I ramble on and on, before Wes captures my lips with his.

“They won’t make you leave. I promise you that. My parents love you, Kenleigh. And I highly doubt they will make you move into the volunteers’ quarters. It’s going to be fine.” He places a finger under my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Do you trust me?”

I nod. “Yes. I trust you,” I whisper.





I stand in my bedroom with a million different scenarios running through my head as to what Mrs. Sandy is going to say or do. Wes and I having sex in the shower is not how I wanted her to find out about us. I knew that we were going to have to tell her soon, especially since everyone else found out today. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, willing myself to calm down. I reach for the door and open it. Time to face the music.

As I begin my descent, I hear hushed voices coming from downstairs. When I hit the bottom step, I stop and listen. “Mom, she’s really worried that you and Dad are going to kick her off the ranch.” My eyes widen in surprise when I notice it’s Wes’ voice. I can’t believe he would go down there and try to intervene in this inevitable conversation. As soon as I walk into the kitchen, all talking stops.

“Come on over here and have a seat,” Mrs. Sandy says as she looks at me over her shoulder.

My head drops with my hair falling around my face as a shield. I have never been so embarrassed in all my life. I nod, trying my best not to make eye contact with her. With steady movements, I make my way around the table, Wes pulls out my chair, and I sit. Underneath the table, his hand finds mine. I peek up at him, and he nods at me while squeezing my hand, offering me the reassurance that I need that everything will be fine.