True Intention

Ch 32🌶️- School between the holidays...

Soren POV

It had been amazing taking Naomi to my family home. I knew she was nervous, but of course my parents were thrilled. They probably thought I was going to be single forever, or possibly swing in a direction that made babies a low probability. Not that they'd have judged me, they just hoped for grandbabies someday, from all of their kids. The best part about coming home, though?

Booty. Whenever I wanted, not worrying about being caught like Nao seemed to be.

Sorry, I'm a guy in love with my girl and hey, we need plenty of practice for making those grandbabies, right? Actually, I'm not sorry. Not at all.

I was desperately craving her constantly, and after class the first day back, I was in a hurry to get home all damn day.

She barely got in the door before I was dragging her upstairs. Our school bags could wait. Normally we went to her room, but this time I pulled her to mine. I pushed her against the door, caging her as I locked the door. Then my mouth was on hers, licking, sucking, nipping, whatever my lust-addled brain could think of, I was doing it to her mouth with mine. I rested my forehead on hers as we caught our breath and looked into her eyes.

"I want you, babe." I whispered huskily and she grinned.

"I couldn't tell, handsome. Wanna make it more obvious?" She quipped, darting under my arm and both of us stripping as I chased her around the room. Running at full mast is not easy or comfortable, but I managed to catch Nao before long, rolling her under me on the bed as she giggled. I attacked her mouth again, sensuously dragging my hands slowly over the rest of her body until I felt her grinding on me, her folds drawing teasingly along my hard length. s**t. A day had never felt so long in my life and I just wanted to plow her mindlessly.

To be 100% real, I have never, ever, not once, thought with my little head like I was doing right now.

She scooted up to my pillows, spreading her legs and crooking her finger, beckoning me forward. I glommed onto her, plundering her mouth like a long-lost treasure.

Yeah, I'm cheesy. I like it. Sue me.

It was then that I realized she was just as urgent as I was, and I gripped her hips as I lined myself up with her entrance before plunging in all at once. We both moaned in unison, and I'd have laughed if I hadn't been you know, otherwise occupied with Nao's tight p***y. I went hard and fast. We were sweaty and sticky and lost in each other as me flew over the edges of our orgasms together. She patted my shoulder as I laid there inside of her, not wanting to pull out.

"I feel so much better now." She giggled, and I could feel her walls tighten. s**t. I was getting hard all over again. She gasped.

"Yeah, but we're far from done, babe. A week was far too long without doing this however I wanted." I said as I ran my hand over her belly, where I could feel myself from the outside. Holy s**t that was erotic.

"Babe..." She said and I thrust hard and slow. "It was only ughhhhhh..." I rotated my hips with my tip pressed slightly into her cervix. "Ren it was only a week... Ohhhhhh." I quickened my pace again, but still held a little slower to draw her orgasm out.

"A week too long." I whispered as I rolled onto my back, placing her on top, plucking at her pierced n*****s. She shuddered. When I thrust hard upward, she seemed to realize I wanted her to take things into her hands and began riding me like a wildcat. Somewhere in the middle of it all, she gushed, and it was all I could do to hold back until I also felt her walls clench down hard. I released with a shout as she moaned deeply and whispered my name. I would normally have gone to get her a cloth, but this time I didn't care how messy we were, I just wanted to hold her close.

I spent the night changing her positions and slipping in whenever the moment stuck me, which was a lot. Thankfully, our first class on Tuesday was canceled, just like it had been on Monday, because our teacher was having issues getting home from the holiday. We'd have totally missed it, passed out in my room till noon. She borrowed a shirt to dash into her room for a quick shower. I pulled the sheets from my bed and dumped them into my hamper before pulling out my secondary set. I grinned and just, basked in the feeling of joy I had knowing Nao was mine.

Right, shower. I hopped in and got my ass in gear.

The next few weeks were a blur of classes and sweet time spent together. We spent less time together with our friends, only because they were newly minted couples in their super lovey period. They had skipped the "getting to know you" phase simply because we'd all known each other for two years. We went on dates, obviously, but it was different from meeting a stranger and starting from nothing. Nao and I had been an exception, much to my delight. To be fair, all the nights we spent cuddling and talking meant that we knew each other on a pretty deep level.

Early on, we'd held nothing back when we spoke.

In all honesty, my willingness to put everything out there probably helped my case to win her over. I never avoided a topic or failed to answer her questions. I understood, that for someone whose trust in humanity had been shattered, transparency was absolutely necessary. It was probably why she felt that she could actually give in physically, as well. She might laugh at the fact that I always checked in with her, for consent, even at this point, but it was what made her feel safe. I knew it, and was happy to continue giving her that reassurance.

Maybe years down the road I wouldn't feel the need to check in all the time, but it felt natural for the most part.

The weather was getting pretty damn cold. It was early December, after all. The skies were heavy with the promise of snow, but seemed hesitant to drop it on us just yet. I was wondering how travel for Christmas was going to go. Although... I wasn't sure what our plans were thus far. My mom had hinted she'd love for us to come back to their home, but that Naomi's parents got first call.

Obviously, we were going wherever it was together, if I had my way.

Heidi and Steph were going to Covington with Archer and Enzo this time, their families in Chehalis approving the trip. They'd met the boys and heartily welcomed them. It helped that they were friends with Heidi's brother Rylan. Both families knew how much me and my friends had done for Rylan, helping him get past his bullying history. Rylan was trying to pay it forward by helping another victim I was doing my best to assist. Sarah.

Rylan had called me to tell me he liked her. A lot. He was meeting the girls in Covington and staying at Archer's place with Heidi. Something about giving her the best Christmas ever and probably taking her out on some fancy-ass date. It warmed my heart. I hoped they made it as a couple. If anyone could love Sarah for all she was, it was Rylan. He was a really good person, the kind you could put your faith in.

He had also informed me that they found enough proof of multiple attempts on Naomi's life that he doubted Stacy and Carla could get out of it. Seems that the successful accident with Sarah had scared the s**t out of Stacy. She had cracked like ice under hot water when they brought her in for questioning and let her know they had indisputable proof. It didn't make me feel that bad for her, even if she was remorseful. She'd ruined one person's life and tried to end that of two different people.

How people can be that deluded was beyond me. How does that even happen? I'd truly like to know. It happens far too often in life and I wish there was some way to stop it. What disconnect in the brain happens for a person to think such things are acceptable? To be so deviated from the values their parents tried to raise them with? Is it some sort of neuron that isn't working as designed? It feels like calling it a personality disorder understates the severity of some of these behaviors.

All signs pointed to that being their issue, but I'm not in any way qualified to diagnose such things.

I'd had someone check on Kenny- seems his parents were given legal custody of him, given his lack of judgment. A judge and psychiatrist had agreed he needed to have a conservator, and they were it. Apparently, his parents were not pleased. He had begged for an opportunity that wasn't the family farm, and they'd taken a chance that he could do it. Since he'd failed miserably, he was immediately put to work. In the barns, shoveling cow s**t.

Perfect punishment, don't you think? I sure do.

My next project was getting myself invited to whatever thing Nao was doing for Christmas.

There were only two weeks until our break started, and I had to get creative fast.

Archer and Enzo had been amused by my antics so far, because being sneaky to get information wasn't my forte. Well... outside of hacking. You can't hack a person's brain. Yet. Maybe one day it'll be like Ghost in the Shell, and we'll be connected to the internet via our brains, but until then I had to find out manually. I mean, I would bet the Nao wanted me to join her, but wanting me to go and asking were two different things.

I needed her.

I sighed as I realized this was the kind of thing Nao meant when she didn't want to be too wrapped up in me. At the same time, I actually liked it. I liked feeling like I was incomplete without her and at home once she was in my arms. Did it come with some uncertainty? Absolutely. At the same time, I knew my girl loved me like no other.

And that was a feeling that outshone the rest with ease.

I already knew her parents were likely traveling, as they usually did for the holidays. I wasn't worried about location, really. I could afford anything. It was the finding out when, where, and obtaining an invitation that were the issue. I called my mom and told her my plan, that I wanted to get myself invited and would likely be out of town for the holiday. She'd laughed and wished me good luck, reminding me to make sure my girl could only think of me.

As if I actually needed a reminder to rain affection and orgasms on my girl! I did so happily and with gusto.

Nothing was as beautiful as watching her lose herself in my touch, after all.