The Chasing Diaries (A Chasing Series Companion Novella) by Pamela Ann Page A
Authors: Pamela Ann
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please!”
With one hard thrust, he slid into me, filling me gloriously. “Baby, I love how tight you are. No one will ever compare.” Kyle kissed me, desperately, hungrily, like it was the last time he would ever have the chance.
I matched his passion, kissing him while I lifted my hips to meet his hard pounding.
“You’re mine, Sienna. You’re the one,” he muttered, his gaze burning me as he came inside me.
Before Kyle took my virginity, we agreed that I would be on birth control. He’d said he wanted to love me without restrictions. I had agreed.
As promised, Kyle never left my side over the next two days. We shared showers and we made love as much as we could, which happened a lot. I don’t think I’ve ever had that much sex in my life. It was crazy.
It was two in the morning before we stopped; I was to leave in the next ten hours. We were in his bed, holding each other, naked, as we talked about our future together. We used to do this a lot, but now, it’s different. Tonight, we were really making a promise to each other.
“How many children would you want someday?” Kyle asked out of the blue. We had just made love for the fifth time. He just kept on touching me and I lavished each touch he gave.
I would certainly miss him. My heart ached for both of us.
“I did tell you I want a few,” I responded while I kissed his scruffy jaw. He chuckled softly.
“Yes, you did. Maybe after you get back from London, we can get married then? Would that be enough time for you?” He eyed me with love and sincerity.
“I would love to marry you right now, Matthews, but you told me you want to wait. So, yes, four years can’t come soon enough.”
Kyle softly caressed my collarbone. “I know you do, baby, but I need to figure things out, you know? I want to be stable and, at the same time, you need to figure things out, too. You’ll be twenty-three; you sure you won’t want to change your mind by then?”
Like that would really happen! I didn’t want anyone else.
“Hell, yes! I would love to be Mrs. Matthews!”
I squealed when he nipped my neck. “Well then, Ms. Richards, will you do me the honor of becoming my future Mrs. Matthews?”
When Kyle rolled me on my back and parted my legs, I moaned my “ yes” as he entered me again and again.
***
That last night we had was bittersweet. I was excited to leave; however, my heart broke to see him so downcast and melancholy. I was hopeful, though, because nothing would ever break us apart.
Our unmistakable bond and love was forever…
My heart stopped beating
Six weeks later…
“Are you quite ready to leave, love?” Lucy peaked through the small crack on the door.
“Yes, give me a minute, and then I’ll be right out!” I shot back.
I had barely just moved in a few days ago when I met her through a party and we’d hit it off almost immediately, so, when she mentioned she needed a roommate, I jumped on the chance.
Student housing was great, but I needed more space and privacy. This apartment was utterly perfect!
We were about to head out to Toby’s (who I met once)—party in Knightsbridge. Toby and Lucy were dating and madly in love at that!
The winter in London was brutal—compared to LA, of course—so I opted to wear black. I wore black jeans, boots, and cashmere sweater and did my make-up in the same shade.
When we finally managed to get out of our apartment building in Covent Garden, Luce instantly hailed a cab. I decided to text Kyle during the ride.
Me: Baby, how’s your day going? Your dad’s not giving you a tough time, I hope? Can’t stop thinking about you :) Miss your kisses!
When my phone beeped almost immediately, I rushed to open it. I have missed Kyle. I even cried once because I missed him like crazy, but I was determined to stay here. I needed to stay here and be on my own.
Kyle: I can’t stop thinking about you either, Si. Trust me when I tell you that you’re the first thing that enters my head when I
With one hard thrust, he slid into me, filling me gloriously. “Baby, I love how tight you are. No one will ever compare.” Kyle kissed me, desperately, hungrily, like it was the last time he would ever have the chance.
I matched his passion, kissing him while I lifted my hips to meet his hard pounding.
“You’re mine, Sienna. You’re the one,” he muttered, his gaze burning me as he came inside me.
Before Kyle took my virginity, we agreed that I would be on birth control. He’d said he wanted to love me without restrictions. I had agreed.
As promised, Kyle never left my side over the next two days. We shared showers and we made love as much as we could, which happened a lot. I don’t think I’ve ever had that much sex in my life. It was crazy.
It was two in the morning before we stopped; I was to leave in the next ten hours. We were in his bed, holding each other, naked, as we talked about our future together. We used to do this a lot, but now, it’s different. Tonight, we were really making a promise to each other.
“How many children would you want someday?” Kyle asked out of the blue. We had just made love for the fifth time. He just kept on touching me and I lavished each touch he gave.
I would certainly miss him. My heart ached for both of us.
“I did tell you I want a few,” I responded while I kissed his scruffy jaw. He chuckled softly.
“Yes, you did. Maybe after you get back from London, we can get married then? Would that be enough time for you?” He eyed me with love and sincerity.
“I would love to marry you right now, Matthews, but you told me you want to wait. So, yes, four years can’t come soon enough.”
Kyle softly caressed my collarbone. “I know you do, baby, but I need to figure things out, you know? I want to be stable and, at the same time, you need to figure things out, too. You’ll be twenty-three; you sure you won’t want to change your mind by then?”
Like that would really happen! I didn’t want anyone else.
“Hell, yes! I would love to be Mrs. Matthews!”
I squealed when he nipped my neck. “Well then, Ms. Richards, will you do me the honor of becoming my future Mrs. Matthews?”
When Kyle rolled me on my back and parted my legs, I moaned my “ yes” as he entered me again and again.
***
That last night we had was bittersweet. I was excited to leave; however, my heart broke to see him so downcast and melancholy. I was hopeful, though, because nothing would ever break us apart.
Our unmistakable bond and love was forever…
My heart stopped beating
Six weeks later…
“Are you quite ready to leave, love?” Lucy peaked through the small crack on the door.
“Yes, give me a minute, and then I’ll be right out!” I shot back.
I had barely just moved in a few days ago when I met her through a party and we’d hit it off almost immediately, so, when she mentioned she needed a roommate, I jumped on the chance.
Student housing was great, but I needed more space and privacy. This apartment was utterly perfect!
We were about to head out to Toby’s (who I met once)—party in Knightsbridge. Toby and Lucy were dating and madly in love at that!
The winter in London was brutal—compared to LA, of course—so I opted to wear black. I wore black jeans, boots, and cashmere sweater and did my make-up in the same shade.
When we finally managed to get out of our apartment building in Covent Garden, Luce instantly hailed a cab. I decided to text Kyle during the ride.
Me: Baby, how’s your day going? Your dad’s not giving you a tough time, I hope? Can’t stop thinking about you :) Miss your kisses!
When my phone beeped almost immediately, I rushed to open it. I have missed Kyle. I even cried once because I missed him like crazy, but I was determined to stay here. I needed to stay here and be on my own.
Kyle: I can’t stop thinking about you either, Si. Trust me when I tell you that you’re the first thing that enters my head when I
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