Wyatt

After Rebel's mini freak-out, she got up from the bed and made her way towards the bathroom. I couldn't help myself. I had to stare at that luscious ass of hers sway as she walked. Right before entering the bathroom she looked over her shoulder and winked at me. Okay, so I got busted ogling my beautiful girl's ass and those winks she gives me fucking does it for me. Any typical man would be cowering in fear and running away for admitting they fell in love, but I'm not that typical kind of man. I'm not one to run from fear. I always meet my fears head on and tackle them. Surprisingly, I'm not afraid to admit I'm in love with Rebel. It feels natural. I have been waiting for this girl my entire life. Sure, I know it's soon, but it feels right. She was made for me. Rebel's voice drifted from the bathroom. I knife up from the bed and joined her. I pressed up against her back and cupped her breasts.

"Wyatt, don't you think it's strange?" she asked. I placed a kiss on her right shoulder before answering her, "what's strange, baby."

"Feeling the way we do. Declaring our love for each other. I mean we hardly know each other very well," she said. I placed another kiss on her shoulder, only this time I nipped it with my teeth.

"How can love define time? Love is timeless. It happens when it happens," I whispered.

"I've never known love. No one besides Bailey has ever said they love me," she murmured.

"What about your mother?" I asked.

"My mother has never shown me affection. She's never even hugged me. Growing up in her world was a nightmare. I always had to fend for myself and Bailey. I made sure I showered her with love. I took care of her since the day she was born. It was hard at first. My little sister was born a crack baby. The first few months I hardly slept because she cried a lot from the withdrawal she was going through," she said. My heart broke for her. She is truly precious and sweet. I was angry for her. Someone should have taking care of her. Someone should have shown her unconditional love. I turn her around in my arms. Looking into her eyes, so warm and trusting I realized I want to hold her forever.

"I don't believe in love at first sight, but I know I lost my heart to you from the day you came into my life. I willingly give my heart to you, Rebel. Yes, it might be soon, but nevertheless it's real," I said. She pulled my face down and kissed me. She lightly brushed her tongue against my lips before darting into my mouth. She clutched me desperately as the kiss intensified. My heart lurched up into my throat. Lips wet and hungry trying to make the kiss endless. I cupped her ass and lifted her up until my cock was lined up perfectly at her entrance. I pushed her against the tiled wall and slide in, in one hard thrust. She clutched my hair and moaned, "Wyatt."

I keep my thrust at a slow and steady pace. Savoring the feeling being deep inside her. Her eyes are closed and her lips are parted. Her breath comes out in little tiny hitches and the sound is sexy as fuck.

"Tell me, Rebel. I need to hear it," I whisper before sucking on her neck.

"I love you, Wyatt," she moans.

"I love my name when you whisper it," I groan.

"Wyatt," she said. I increase the pace of my thrusts. She's on the verge of letting go. I lower one hand into her pussy and stimulate her clit. She grips my dick within her walls and shatters within my arms. Her juices flow and soak my cock. Harder and faster I thrust until I grind deeper in her and explode.