Title: A Kiss Before Dying (5/10)
Rating: NC-17 Note change in rating!
Summary: 15 year old Veronica has never been kissed and Lamb makes her a promise. Characters/Pairing: Veronica/Lamb, (mentions of Logan/Veronica, Keith, Vinnie, Parker and Mac)
Spoilers: will eventually be through entire series but AU from 3X14
Word Count: 6694
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars or the phrase 'A Kiss Before Dying.'
A/N: ok, so I always get really nervous when I write smut. So nervous in fact that I literally reread it and edit it at least 15 times and by the time I post it, I really have no idea if it's even any good anymore. And this smut in particular is really fluffy. So what I'm trying to say is…..if it sucks, I apologize in advance. On a lighter note….A big thanks to Sweetpea2100 for helping me make a choice about one of the sections in this chapter!
A big thanks to everyone who has reviewed, alerted and/or favorited this fic!
It was strange but once I stopped stalking Veronica I seemed to see her more and believe me when I say I wasn't complaining. We almost seemed to have come to a stalemate, the barbs and the snarks continued but the animosity began to lessen. There were even times that she actually looked happy to see me.
When she decided to go to Hearst instead of Stanford, well when she turned down Logan's offer to pay for her to go to Stanford that is, I was thrilled. I hadn't wanted her to leave but there was still some worry in the decision for me. I knew it was only a matter of time before she somehow insinuated herself into the Hearst rape case. Considering the personal aspect of the issue and that it was happening at her new school, it was just inevitable.
And I was right, within only a couple of weeks I was being called to a dorm room and who do I find but Veronica and her friend Mac comforting Mac's roommate.
Veronica looked devastated and I was confused. Well, at least I was until I got their statements.
They were going to a movie and had come back to the room to see if Parker wanted to go with them but there was a scrunchie on the door, a sign that she was busy, they didn't think anything of it and they left. When they returned later that night, both a little tipsy, the guy was long gone and they thought that she was just asleep so they didn't check on her and went to bed immediately.
They didn't know, there was no way they could have, and Parker wasn't mad at them. But it just hit too close to home for Veronica, she could have stopped it and she didn't.
When we got all the evidence we needed and one of my deputies escorted Parker to the hospital, I left in search of Veronica who had disappeared shortly after giving me her statement. It didn't take me long to find her, she was waiting for me by the stairs.
I looked around quickly before pulling her tight against me, she relaxed in my arms and I just breathed her in. I knew we only had a few seconds at the most so I made it quick. I kissed the top of her head and ran my fingers through her hair. "I know it won't do me any good to ask you to stay out of this so I won't. But what I am going to ask is that you be careful. Please, just don't get hurt. She looked up at me and smiled. And it was a real smile, something I hadn't seen from her in far too long. "I won't."
Half a minute later she was out of my arms and three students were walking up the stairs towards us.
As I turned to leave I couldn't help but notice that she was looking at me differently. It wasn't the way she used to look at me before everything went to hell, but it was close.
...
When she brought me the information about Mercer Hayes a few weeks later I was beyond worried. Not only was it possible but this was someone she knew. Someone she'd been around on more than one occasion, so I listened to her immediately. I had to make sure that if it was him, that he went down for his crimes. Having him near her just wasn't an option.
When I listened to her and took what she said seriously I saw something in her eyes that I hadn't seen in years, trust. Not a lot, but some and that was a miracle in and of itself. And I was on cloud nine, but that feeling didn't last long.
I don't know how he knew, but he'd figured it out somehow, Vinnie was a sneaky shit after all. And when he sent me the picture of Veronica at the River Stix I nearly had a heart attack, I was literally in the process of putting out an APB on her and running to my car when she walked into the station asking to see some guy in lock up.
She looked at me and must've known something was wrong, because once her 'clients' were gone she followed me into my office, set me down in my chair and set herself in my lap. She brought her hand up and placed it on my cheek. "What's wrong?" I didn't say anything, just showed her the picture. Her breath hitched a little and she looked at me mournfully. "Oh god, I'm sorry, you have to know that I didn't just go in there guns a'blazin. She ran in before I could stop her and I couldn't just leave her in there alone. Vinnie took that picture to help me."
I nodded, still a little freaked out and put my arms around her. "I figured, well I mean I hoped at least." I pulled her down to me and placed my forehead against hers. "God Veronica, you need to be more careful."
She smiled a little and leaned against me some more, running her hand over my arm. "You sound like Logan and my dad."
I flinched a little at the mention of Logan, he was still a very sore subject for me but I recovered quickly. "Yeah, well they're smart people."
She laughed a little and then sat up straight all of a sudden. "Wait, why did he send you that picture?"
"I don't know, I'm just as surprised as you."
She looked nervous and suspicious. "Blackmail?"
Fuck, I hadn't even thought about that. He obviously knew something and what if he took it to Keith, or someone else, it could potentially really hurt the both of us. But I stopped myself from getting too worried and pulled her back against me. "We'll worry about that if it happens. Not now ok."
Her response came out as more of a sigh. "Ok."
A few minutes later she was gone and I was on my way to Vinnie's office. He wouldn't be saying anything to anyone ever.
...
Later on I was looking into the new information about Mercer Hayes provided by the radio station when Vinnie decided to pay me a visit. I was fucking pissed, I'd thought I'd made it clear when I told him to stay out of it. I was ready rip him a new one until he opened his fucking mouth and actually said something useful for once.
That was how I found out about Veronica being drugged in the food court. Apparently he'd been on campus doing something or other and had been in the parking garage when he'd heard an alarm go off. He'd gone to see what it was and when he saw her on the ground he was about to go check on her (I wasn't completely sure I believed that) but stepped back and stayed in the shadows when he saw Logan running to her aid and taking her to safety.
And then he set something on my desk that made my stomach turn.
A few strands of silky blonde hair.
He didn't say anything else, just left the room and I sat there in fear. She was too close to it now and there was nothing I could do to stop her.
I spent the entire night outside of the Mars' apartment in my car just hoping for a glimpse of her, something to let me know she was ok.
By 8 AM I was getting impatient and was ready to go and see her for myself when my phone beeped.
I picked it up and smiled when I read the text.
I'm alright. You can go home now. 3 V
I laughed as I set my phone down, turned on my car and headed home.
She knew me too well.
...
Two weeks later she called me and told me to meet her at Benes Hall immediately, she hung up before I could tell her to wait for me, to be careful, and I was out the door and in my cruiser before anyone could ask me what had happened. I was halfway there before I thought to radio Sacks so he could send back up.
When I got to the dorm I ran in and started searching the hallways for Veronica. She was nowhere to be found and I started to feel anxious, my heart was nearly beating out of my chest. Where the fuck was she? I had pulled out my phone to call her when I saw Parker running towards me, she looked frantic and worried. "Sheriff, I heard a whistle."
I froze. Oh god. "Where was it coming from? Have you seen Veronica?"
She shook her head and looked even more distressed when I mentioned Veronica. "No, I haven't, but I think it came from this hallway."
My brain went into overdrive and alarms started going off in my head. Veronica had called me, now I couldn't find her and Parker had heard a whistle. I brought my phone back up and pressed send, it rang once and then I heard a phone ringing from somewhere close, it was Veronica's I could tell by the ringtone. She didn't pick up and I started to run following the sound with Parker still behind me. When it went to voicemail I hung up and redialed and when the phone started to ring again I found myself right outside the room it was coming from.
My heart started to hurt, she was in there and something was wrong I just knew it. I motioned for Parker to stand back, pounded on the door and yelled twice for them to open up, they didn't and when I yelled for Veronica I heard the one word I both needed and hadn't wanted to hear. "Deputy."
No, no, no. This was not happening.
I kicked in the door, gun raised, to find Mercer Hayes with a hammer in his hand and straddling Veronica who was half naked and in a crumpled heap on the floor. Rage filled me and I charged him, forcing him back into the other guy and they both went down. I brought my fist down hard, breaking Mercer's nose and knocking him out with just the one punch, his 'friend' didn't bother to resist.
Parker tended to Veronica, covering her and checking her for injuries as I put both Mercer and his friend in cuffs, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was barely conscious and she had the beginnings of numerous bruises on her skin, the worst being a large welt under her eye. I wanted to hold her, to be the one taking care of her, it had been too close and I was inwardly freaking out. If Parker hadn't heard the whistle and I hadn't listened to Veronica…I didn't even want to think about what would have happened.
When the ambulance arrived Parker rode with her as I stayed behind, finished the investigation and made a call to Keith. He sounded grateful and it had been so long since he'd had a tone like that with me I almost cried.
I didn't go to see her in the hospital or at her house. There were so many people around her that I couldn't get close to her. But I made sure that I was kept up to date on her condition and was beyond relieved to find out that not only had she not been raped, but we got to her just in time. The levels of GHB in her system could have killed her if she hadn't been found. I don't know what I would have done if she'd been raped again or had died. The thought of losing her was too horrible to bear.
When Echolls bashed in the cruiser I put him in the same cell as Mercer and his friend. Sure, there were 4 other cells available and I was fully aware of his intentions. But I didn't care and I stood off to the side watching as he took his aggressions out on them. It was the first time I was ever really grateful for Logan Echolls, watching was the next best thing to doing since I couldn't finish what I'd started earlier.
Four days later I still hadn't seen or heard from her and I was starting to get anxious. I started trying to think up excuses to see her or call her but couldn't think of any.
In the end it didn't matter though.
Because she came to me.
It was the strangest feeling.
Well that's not really true, it wasn't the strangest because it was something I'd felt before, it had just been a really long time. That was what made it strange. I didn't really know what to think about it either. I mean I'd always hoped it would happen, wondered if it would. But it didn't and stuff just kept happening to keep it that way. But if I was being honest the previous few months had been bringing it slowly. It wasn't complete but it was getting close.
The comfort was back, the ease of being near him was there again and the need to see him had returned.
I was beginning to trust him again and the hate I had felt towards him was slipping away as well.
He had listened to me when I'd brought him information and he hadn't asked me to go against type and leave things alone, instead he had allowed me to go ahead with it, just asking me to be careful and then in the end, he had saved my life.
He wasn't the same Don Lamb I'd known for the last 3 years, he wasn't the old one either but he was close, better maybe.
The funny thing was that what bothered me the most was that he hadn't come to see me, not the new feelings I was beginning to have for him, well not new, but newer or repeat. Fuck, I don't know.
After 4 days of nothing I couldn't take it anymore. I was pretty sure that he had stayed away because he knew I'd have someone around at all times, but I could have been wrong, maybe he didn't want to see me. Maybe he was mad at me for not waiting for him, for almost getting myself killed.
I needed to know why, but that wasn't the main reason I went to him. The main reason was because there was no one on Earth that I wanted to see more.
December 10th 2006 11:03PM
I'd had a particularly rough night at work.
I'd been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or right place at the wrong time. Or was it wrong place at the…oh whatever you know what I mean.
I'd been out on a call and I was on my way back to the station, trying to get my mind off of Veronica, when I stopped at the Sac-N-Pac for some gum. I'd parked at the back like I usually did and I was walking in the back door of the store when I heard the bell ding and the yelling start. I turned the corner to see a guy in a ski mask holding a gun to the clerk. Before I even knew what I was doing I'd moved around, positioned myself beside the guy and had my gun on him.
I was so focused on him that I didn't see his buddy outside by the car and didn't see him pull out a gun of his own. When he fired, the bullet when straight through the glass connecting with enough of my bicep to force me backwards, my own gun firing and barely missing the robber. I watched as they fled and the clerk came around to make sure I was ok. As he applied pressure to my wound I memorized the license plate of the car.
4 hours later they were in custody and the doctor at the ER was begrudgingly letting me go home. It was only a flesh wound, but it still hurt like hell and he'd really wanted me to stay overnight but all I wanted was to go home, be comfortable and left alone. When I got there I immediately shed my clothes and got into the shower. Being careful of the bandage I stayed under the spray for a long time. I'd been really fucking lucky and I knew it, but I wasn't thinking of myself I was thinking of her, wondering if she would have come to me the way I always went to her when she'd been touched in some way or another by death.
When I got out of the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked through the living room and into the kitchen to grab a beer.
I was so surprised to see her standing by my front door that I almost dropped my towel. Not knowing if that would have been a good thing or a bad thing but then not really caring either. She didn't smile at me but she took her time taking in my appearance and I smiled at that. Because from the looks of it, and the way her cheeks reddened, she liked what she saw.
She finally met my eyes and I smiled at her. "Not that I'm not happy to see you Mars, but how exactly did you get in here?"
She smirked a little and crossed her arms over her gorgeous chest, fuck I needed to calm down, I was only wearing a towel for god's sake, if something decided to make an appearance there would be no hiding it. But I really couldn't help it, she was wearing probably one of the tiniest skirts I'd ever seen and a light blue button down shirt that was unbuttoned to her cleavage and showed off her attributes all too well, I was honestly surprised that I wasn't drooling. I'm not sure how long I'd been staring, but it must have been for awhile because when I finally reached her face again her smirk had grown and she raised an eyebrow at me. "The door was open."
"Huh?" What? Oh yeah, I'd asked how she got in. "Oh, really? I thought I'd locked it."
She shook her head still smirking. "Nope." She pointed to my arm then with a curious look on her face. "What happened? Did your new 'Bad to the Bone' tattoo get infected?"
I laughed, slightly worried to tell her what had happened, so I stalled. "Um no, I don't get that till next pay day, besides I was thinking more like my right butt cheek for that one. The shoulder is better for a dragon or something more, you know, macho." When I mentioned my butt she blushed completely and I smiled because it was such a beautiful sight and so very young Veronica, something I rarely saw anymore. But the smile faded and she tilted her head still looking for an answer, so I just let it out. "I got shot."
The minute the words were out of my mouth she turned stark white, her posture shifted a little and she looked like she might pass out. I was about to rush over to her when she seemed to recover. "How?" I told her what happened, both of us still on opposite sides of the room and when I was done she looked relieved. "So you're ok?"
I nodded and took a step towards her. "Fine, only a couple of stitches and in a week or two I'll be good as knew."
She didn't move closer to me but didn't move away either when I took that step. "Good. I'm gad."
We were silent for a few moments until I finally remembered that I didn't know why she was here. "So, um once again, not that I'm not thrilled to see you, but what exactly are you doing here?"
She looked away a little and I couldn't tell if it was guilt or embarrassment or if she just flat out didn't know what to say. And then she turned and looked me straight in the eyes and shocked the fucking hell out of me. "I came to say thank you."
I couldn't contain my smile. "For?" Please, like I didn't know. But I really just wanted to hear her say it.
She laughed a little and rolled her eyes in that 'of course he isn't going to make this easy on me' way. "For listening to me and helping me. For saving my life. If you hadn't shown up when you did…who knows what might have happened."
My heart skipped a beat for a second because I knew what would have happened. If hadn't kicked in the door when I did, Mercer would have bashed her head in with that hammer. And if I hadn't been there at all the GHB would have made her a vegetable or killed her itself. All of that on top of her being raped by one or both of them, possibly multiple times. It was pretty much my worst nightmare. "Well you're welcome." She didn't say anything else and she looked like she was eyeing the door; I was not in any way ready for her to leave. "So I guess I finally made good on that promise."
She looked confused for a second. "What promise?"
"That I'd always be there for you and always help you."
And then she smiled, the most genuine smile I'd seen from her in a long time. "Yeah, I guess you did."
It was about that time that I realized we had been standing there like that for almost a half hour so I pointed at the couch. "Did you want to sit down or something? Did you want a drink? Something to eat?"
She looked uneasy again but answered quickly. "No. I mean… I don't know. Maybe…um." She paused, I figured to get her thoughts together and then she finally took a step towards me. I stayed where I was though, not wanting to scare her off. "You didn't come see me."
I looked down feeling slightly ashamed, should I have tried harder? "Yeah, I know, I'm sorry, it's not that I didn't want to, I really really did. But you were just surrounded and considering how we are during times like that, I was afraid it would raise too many questions. I was keeping tabs on you though. The hospital was keeping me up to date and believe it or not Vinnie made himself useful for once in his wretched life by giving me a play by play." She gave me a funny look and I knew what she was going to ask. "I don't have any idea how he knew. I'm beginning to wonder if he has some kind of a super power like invisibility or shape shifting. It's the only explanation that makes any sense since he is the shittiest PI to ever walk the earth." She laughed and I smiled at her. "Plus, well, I figured that your dad and Logan wouldn't be letting you out of their sight, I know how they get. I'm actually surprised that you aren't at home right now or at The Grand, it's almost midnight. Your boyfriend is probably worried sick."
And then the expression on her face changed. "Actually, Logan and I broke up."
And cue the balloons and champagne, seriously I could have thrown a fucking party. But I kept the excitement from my face, just because I was thrilled, didn't mean that she was. Plus the excitement turned to shock pretty fucking quick, was he crazy? How could he ever let her go? He loved her, I knew that for sure, I didn't get it, but I also highly doubted it would last long; he'd be on his hands and knees in a few days trying to crawl back to her. "Oh, really? When? Why?"
The expression on her face still gave nothing away but her tone was a little solemn. "The day we caught the rapist." I didn't miss that 'we' she threw in there and it about shocked the hell out of me. "He decided that he couldn't take me being in danger all the time. It hurt too much and if he waited and didn't do it now that the pain would be unbearable later, and now it wouldn't be as bad. I understood, it's not easy to be with someone that seems to be a constant danger magnet, but it still hurt, I didn't even see it coming, I probably should have but I didn't. He feels terrible now of course, you know since I almost died that night."
I could completely relate with him. Her talent of attracting trouble was something I'd always had a hard time with, but I never would have left her for it. "So I guess you'll be back together in no time." Please say no, please say no, is what my mind was saying but I knew I shouldn't hold my breath.
"No." Huh? "Well not right now...not for awhile...maybe ever. I guess that's the thing…."
She stopped and I was beyond confused. "What's the thing?"
"You know when you asked what I wanted, if I wanted to sit or something to drink?" I nodded and she continued. "Well I don't think I really know what I want. I mean I know that I'm not ready for anything big. But the thing is that I don't really think I hate you anymore, well not like I did. And well, you listened and you helped me, you didn't doubt me and you saved me. And I think that maybe I trust you again a little. But I don't really know what to do about all of that. And when you didn't come to see me I was upset because you weren't there and I didn't like that. I guess that what it comes down to is that I don't know what I want and that's why I'm here."
Ok, so some of that made sense, she kinda trusts me and kinda doesn't hate me anymore, she's not getting back with Logan anytime soon and she doesn't know what she wants. Hmmmm, ok, yep, still confused. "What are you trying to say Veronica?"
She turned to me and looked me straight in the eyes then. "What if I said that I wanted you?"
And my jaw hit the fucking floor. Did I hear that right? Did my Veronica Mars finally say she wanted me? Me? Don Lamb? Sheriff, Don Lamb? There. Is. A. God.
When I didn't answer her straight away she began to look nervous, averted her gaze and then she started running her mouth. "I mean I can't guarantee anything. Especially how I'm gonna feel tomorrow or the next day...And for all I know it might only be tonight but I think it's what I want right now...And if you want me to leave just say so. If you don't want me anymore I understand and I know that the fact that I don't really know what I want is an issue. And it probably won't change anything but…"
As she had been talking I'd crossed the room without her realizing it and the minute I was within reaching distance of her I yanked her into my arms and fused my mouth to hers.
When I pulled back she was already breathing hard and I cupped her face with my hands and pulled it up so she could see me. "Whether it be 1 minute, 1 hour, day, week, month or year I'll take it Mars. I will take anything you are willing to give me."
And then she smiled and reached up planting her lips on mine again. "I was hoping that was what you would say."
I didn't waste any more time as I reached down, picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. I set her down gently on the bed and when I moved to kiss her she moved away from me. I was worried for about .5 seconds until she pushed me into a sitting position on the bed and stood right in front of me. I went to reach for her but she grabbed my hands and kissed me before setting them down on either side of me. She smiled at me, I smiled back immediately and boy did that smile widen when I saw her hands reach for the buttons on her shirt.
I watched intensely and excitedly as she unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time and then slowly shrugged it off of her shoulders letting it drop to the floor, her tank following. It was the slowest, sexist and most fucking amazing strip tease I had ever seen and I knew that it was plainly obvious to her that I was enjoying it. She'd snuck a peak a few times I was sure.
After she shimmied out of her skirt she reached around to undo her bra and I stopped her by grabbing her hands, she looked at me and nodded. I reached my own arms around her and unclasped the lacy material watching it fall from her body I swear in slow motion. And then I took in a deep breath because I realized that my dreams were coming true, I had my Veronica Mars, in my bedroom, ready for me, wanting me and with only a little piece of blue lace between us. Between me and my own personal heaven.
I reached my arms around her and pulled her to me, kissing her stomach lightly and running my hands over her backside. She shivered and I smiled against her skin. I pushed her back a little so I could see her face and when she looked down at me and straight into my eyes, I slid my hand inside her panties gliding my fingers over her wet folds. She threw her head back and gasped and I really don't know how I didn't cum right then and there. But I focused on her and when I slid my hand in a little further, inserting two fingers into her warmth, Veronica made a soft mewling noise that made my cock twitch and my mouth water.
I wanted to see her, I was more than ready to see her. Without warning I removed my fingers from her and she let out a sigh of frustration from the loss but I smiled up at her, kissed her belly again and brought my hands to the band of her panties, sliding them over her hips and down her legs to her feet. When she stepped out of them I quickly kicked them under my bed hoping she wouldn't notice and when I looked back at her I could barley breath. There she was in all her naked glory, my Veronica Mars. The woman I loved. The woman I was finally going to have.
She smiled at me and tilted her head, I could only assume it was her way of saying 'touch me moron, I'm naked for a reason.' So I did, happily.
I moved one of my hands around her to rest on her ass, the other between her legs returning the two fingers to her now dripping wet core and focusing my lips on her smooth stomach and breasts. I worked her with my fingers for awhile and then moved my thumb over her clit pressing down slightly. Her breathing was labored and I could feel her walls contracting and just as she was about to the edge, I removed my thumb. She moaned and I smiled against her belly button.
I could feel her legs shaking so I pulled her closer to me and then turned her, placing her on her back on the bed, her butt at the edge of the mattress and her legs dangling off the side. I moved over her slightly and she smiled at me. She reached for me but I moved away dropping to my knees next to the bed and between her legs. I leaned over her body, pulling a taut nipple into my mouth and then moving to the other, leaving a long trail of wet kisses down her beautiful tiny body. Her breath hitched when I reached her soft patch of curls and there was no way I could miss the smile on her face when I rubbed my index finger against her sensitive nub.
Not wanting to prolong her pleasure anymore I finally lowered my mouth and placed a soft kiss on her center. She moaned and I flicked my tongue against her once before licking a stripe from her opening to her clit. Her back arched off of the bed and she gasped. "Oh my god!"
I smiled again and used my right hand to spread her lips, quickly sliding my tongue inside of her causing her to moan loudly again. Seriously the greatest night ever. She tasted better than I'd imagined she would and she was so fucking tight and wet, wet for me no less. I thought for a second that maybe that guy's bullet had killed me, because there was no other way this was really happening.
She writhed against me as I moved my left thumb back to her bundle of nerves and continued my ministrations with my tongue. This time when I felt her walls contract I quickly thrust my fingers into her and moved my lips to her clit, sucking it into my mouth and biting it lightly. Within seconds her back was bowed, her legs were draped over my shoulders and she was bucking her hips against my face and hand and practically screaming my name as pleasure over took her.
I continued moving my fingers in and out and lapping up her juices as she came down from her high and when her breathing steadied, I stood up, took her legs and swung her around on the bed so she was lying completely on it. Her eyes never left mine as I pulled a condom out of my night table drawer and joined her on the bed. I reached down and kissed her lightly, smiling as I pulled back and she smiled too, I think more in anticipation than anything.
I gently grabbed her thighs and spread her legs as I moved between them and lowered myself onto her. I kissed her, trailing my lips from hers, back to her perfect breasts again, massaging one with my hand the other my tongue. Her breathing was ragged again and I was pretty sure I was going to explode soon; I needed to be inside her, had to be inside her.
I brought my mouth back to hers and then rested back on my heels. She watched me with bated breath as I removed the towel from my waist and her mouth dropped, actually fucking dropped, when she saw what was underneath. Talk about a fucking ego boost. I smiled proudly and watched her squirm a little as I ripped the condom package open, before I could put it on though I felt her tiny hand take it from me and the next thing I knew she was rolling it down my rock hard cock and I was groaning her name.
I threw my head back enjoying the feeling of her pumping me lightly and then looked back down at her, I needed her, wanted her, and I was done waiting. I removed her hand from me and lowered myself again placing myself at her entrance. I pressed into her a little and she gasped as I took her lips. I stayed there for a few moments, only the tip of my dick inside of her and trading soft kisses before moving my lips to her ear. And as I whispered three words "I love you" I thrust myself inside of her. She let out a scream that rocked me to my fucking core and coiled her legs around my hips. I brought my lips back to hers and stayed still for a few moments, allowing her to get used to the feel of me. And when she started shifting underneath me I took it as her sign that she was ready and began moving, finding a rhythm quickly.
She felt so good, better than I ever imagined, so warm and tight, fucking perfect, there was no other way to describe it. And in that moment she was mine. All mine. The way it always should have been. "God, you are so fucking beautiful."
Her arms moved around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss which I happily allowed and then I looked in her eyes, making sure she remembered who the man inside of her was. When she smiled back at me I almost lost it. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, I was practically shaking from the pleasure of being inside of her, too many years of wishing for her and imagining that very moment was making my control slip.
I removed one of her legs from my waist, kissing every inch of it I could reach as I hooked it over my shoulder changing the angle of penetration and Veronica's eyelids fluttered as she let out a strangled cry. "Don!"
It just spurred me on and I slid my other hand between our sweat slicked bodies and pinched her clit between my fingers. She began to moan and soon the room was filled with our voices, both of us crying out from the impending pleasure. "Come on baby, I want you to cum, cum with me. Please." With one last thrust I pushed us both over the edge and choked out her name, at the same time as she gasped mine.
I fell onto her in exhaustion and pleasure, resting my head against her breasts for a moment or two and then taking her lips again. We laid there like that for several minutes, me softening inside of her and trading passionate kisses, before I finally rolled off of her, removed the spent latex and pulled her to me, kissing her lovingly before her body curled against my side, her head on my chest.
I kissed the top of her head, pulled the covers over us and I laid there with her in my arms, both of us naked and happily sated. As her breathing steadied I thanked god, the pope and anybody else I could think of for the night. And before I joined her in sleep I kissed her temple and whispered in her ear. "I love you Veronica Mars."
I was half asleep and beyond coherent thought but I didn't miss the small voice that replied. "You too Deputy."
I slept better that night than I had in years. Dreaming of her like always, but having finally had her, the dreams were better than ever.
When I woke up the next morning I was alone in bed. She was gone and I wondered for a second if it had all been a dream. But it hadn't been, I knew it hadn't and I smiled as I reached under the bed and pulled a pair of lacy blue panties out.
I walked over to my dresser and placed them in the drawer with her bra and smiled to myself at the thought of her leaving my house panty-less and in a mini skirt no less.
I probably should have been upset that she just left me like that but I wasn't. How could I be? She hadn't promised me anything more than one night and I took it happily. I'd finally had her and I knew it wouldn't be the last time. And she knew that too.
I still had promises to keep after all.
1 year, 3 months , 26 days, 34 minutes and 1 second. Post 18th birthday and still counting
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