Unbreakable Forever: A New Adult Romance Novel (2 page)

Devon
pulled me close. “How’s the application going?”

“Fine. There’s
a section for a documentary film for special consideration into film and media studies. The program offers a full scholarship for the best film.”

“That’s wonderful.” Devon
did a double-take. “That’s wonderful!”

Devon stood up and paced around the room
as if he had fire under his feet.

“What’s gotten into you?”
I said with a curious smile.

Devon was beaming with excitement.
“Visual stuff, film, all that. You would impress the hell out of them. That’s it!” he exclaimed.

“I don’t know, what would I film?”
I was sitting on the couch with my arms wrapped around my knees, wondering where his confidence in me was coming from.

“You’ll think of something
, baby. This is your specialty.”

“Huh?” I looked at him like he had me mistaken
for someone else.

“Do you remember when we were in junior high, and you won the
most creative project contest? It was brilliant. You put together a small film about the hidden talents of other students.”

“Yeah, I remember. It was fun.”

“Yes, that’s right. But
there was the other talent. The girl making the documentary. Everyone said it was brilliant. Do you know how good you are at this, Erin? ”

I
shrugged. “I just do it for fun.”

“Erin, your major is fine arts. You gravitate to this stuff for a reason.”

A smile of recognition spread across my face. “You’re right! You’re right! I can do a documentary. A short film! You’re right!” I jumped up and down, and kissed him with each jump.

“Stop – you’re like a jumping bean.”
He laughed.

I
kept kissing his mouth with each jump while Devon pulled away playfully.

“You don’t want this kiss?
” I asked in an innocent tone.

“No,” he said, narrowing his eyes
at me. “I want this one.” Devon pulled me into his powerful arms. His tongue traced my lips before our mouths caressed each other in a warm and sensual dance. Devon fell on the couch with me, and drew his hand up my leg and across my hip while he ravaged my mouth. He leaned his hard, long body over me and rubbed his chest against my breasts, kissing my mouth and neck, peppering kisses down my shoulder.

I closed my
eyes as a delightful thrill coursed through my body. I leaned my head back as Devon trailed hot kisses down my neck and shoulder, pushing my short-sleeved shirt down my shoulder and pressing his lips to my skin.

He
pulled my shirt up over my stomach and ran his hot tongue over my skin, searing a path up to my breasts while pulling my shirt over my head. His hand came down on my breast while the other cupped my face as he kissed me.

I
moaned and pulled at his shirt, lifted it up, and pulled it over his arms. I ran my hands over the silky-hard slabs of muscle and flesh, meandered to his chest and over his broad shoulders. I tightened my hands over the corded muscles of his arms and pulled his hands to my breasts. My lips parted as my eyes met his, hooded and heated with desire. Devon unbuckled my belt and whipped it around my jeans. He playfully bound the belt around my wrists and extended my hands over my head toward the end of the couch, fastening the belt around the arm of the sofa. A flash of humor crossed his face.

“What are you doing?” I laughed.

Devon just growled at me while he continued to pepper hot kisses down my chest, over my nipples, and down my stomach. He pressed his lips to my lower stomach, and unbuttoned my jeans. He pushed my jeans and panties down in one sweeping motion, and ran his tongue up my thigh and toward my hip. I twitched from the hot sensations pulsing through my body. A moan escaped my lips while Devon pressed his tongue around my sensitive areas and his familiar, deep groan echoed through my core.

He
ran his tongue around both sides of my center before he eased inside me. Searing jets of fire blasted from his touch to every pore of my body while his tongue slicked over me. His rough stubble added to the incredible sensations that pulsated through my body. I arched my back and shrieked as my body writhed against my bound hands. He was still burying his tongue in me when I twitched and quivered again. Then the searing heat flowed through my center and detonated into explosions that ignited through me, sending me into suspended euphoria as I fell backward onto the couch. My arms rested helplessly against the arm of the sofa, and I drew in deep breaths to regain control of my body.

I
strained against the belt that bound me.

“How was that?” he said with a satisfied smile.

“You really have to quit torturing me like this.” I quivered.

Devon playfully moved up my body, making deep groaning sounds as he nuzzled his face into my warm skin. Sensual vibrations ec
hoed to the center of my body as he nuzzled his nose between my breasts, buried his face and mouth over my bra, and sucked on my nipples through the silk of the bra. “You have the body of a goddess,” he moaned into me.

He
pushed my bra off and rolled my nipples between his fingers. His mouth descended on my breast, and he suckled on each one as I moaned and shuddered in delight. “Not again,” I cried. Explosions rippled through my body as Devon continued sucking my breasts, and I fought against my binding before I released a shriek that arched my back and buckled my knees, crying out against the heavenly sensations that gripped my body.

“Untie me
— I want to touch you now,” I mewled. Devon reached for my hands and unfastened the belt around my wrists. I felt my wrists and exhaled a deep breath before my eyes slipped over Devon and toward his jeans.

I motioned with my
index finger for Devon to come closer. A devilish smile traced across my mouth before I unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans. I loosened the belt and pulled it from his waist, then took his hands and wrapped the belt around them.

“What are you doing
?” he said, smiling.

“Hush.” I
slapped him across the face, and pushed his bound hands over his head. My pulse raced while I admired his broad muscular chest and felt the deliciously hard slabs of flesh and muscle with my hands, and down the center of his torso to the square divots and ripples of his stomach. I counted eight smooth squares of muscle on his hard abs.

I pressed my
lips to his nipple and laved a path of hot, wet heat across his chest to his other nipple, sucking on it. I followed the indentation down to his stomach, and licked the delicious mix of hard muscles and soft, silky skin.

“Oh, my God
, that feels so good,” he groaned.

My thumbs hooked around
loops on the waist of his jeans, and I pulled them down with his boxers. Devon’s hard member was now fully erect, and I descended on him and pressed my lips around him. I circled my tongue around him, feeling the silky texture of his hardness while he squirmed and writhed from my touch. He looked toward the ceiling, and his mouth opened and eyes closed tightly before he exploded.

His chest heaved, and he regained his composure. “
Now who’s torturing who?” he exhaled.

I
stood over him and grabbed his hands, pressed my breasts into his face, and unbound him. “This was perhaps one of the greatest days of my life.” He grinned.

I giggled as I
slung the belt around his neck, kissed him on his still stunned face, and put on my jeans.

Matt’s Fourth of July
party was already hopping when Devon and Erin showed up. The house had a large foyer that led to an extravagant entertainment room equipped with a theater, full bar, pool table, and mini grand piano. Several partygoers had already been drinking at the bar and doing shots. Shannon and Matt were locked in a passionate embrace when Matt spotted Devon and put his hand out to welcome him.

“Devon, my main
Cardinal safety!” he roared. Cheers and whistles erupted from across the room, with a few catcalls in the mix from a group of admiring girls. Erin quirked her mouth up at Devon and shook her head with a tight smile.

“I haven’t accepted yet. I have to finalize the application this month to get in
. That’s only an invitation to apply letter. Who the hell knows where we’ll end up,” Devon barked back.

“The writing is on the wall, bro. They want to offer you a full scholarship. And me
, too.” Matt turned his gaze back to Shannon and grinned.

“Hi
, Erin. Glad you could make it. Ready for some fireworks?” Shannon asked.

“Yes, of course. This is beautiful house
, Matt,” she added.

“Thanks
, brat,” he sniffed.

Kristen stalked up to them and greeted them. She was wearing a lavender seamless cami and
white denim shorts that showed off her smooth suntanned skin. Her eyes flashed to Erin. “Hi, Erin,” she said before her large blue eyes roamed over Devon. “Hi, Devon,” she said with a stunning smile.

“Hey
, Kristen,” Devon said, returning the smile.

Matt’s golden retriever wandered around the group, her wet snout brushing Devon’s hand. “
Hey, Callie!” Devon said, scratching her neck. She wagged her tail and panted happily from the attention.

“
So how did you come up with the name Callie?” Erin asked.

“G
olden like the California coast,” he said with a wide grin.

“Oh, she’s so beautiful,” Erin said, petting her.

Devon leaned in with Erin and petted Callie. Kristen’s eyes wandered over Devon as he petted the dog. She scooted in with them, brushing up against Devon, glancing at him and smiling as their hands touched while she petted Callie with the group. Callie seemed to be enjoying all of the attention as she hung her tongue happily and wore a look of satisfaction.

“C
an we talk later?” Kristen whispered to Devon.

“Yeah, I guess. What about?”

“Just stuff I have on my mind. Meet me on the balcony in five minutes?”

“Sure
.”

Devon walked over to Kristen
, who was looking stunning as usual. She smiled up at him and touched his shoulder. “Thanks for meeting me. I just have some things on my mind that I want to talk with you about.”

“Shoot.”

“Well, you know I like you, Devon. When we went out on a date, I thought we had a good time. But ever since then it seems like you’ve been avoiding me. I don’t get it. Was it something I did?”

“I told you I had a good time with you
, Kristen. It was fun. To tell you the truth, that was Matt’s idea. He asked me to go. So I went.” Devon shrugged.

“But that’s just it. It was more than that. We both felt it, Devon. Even as just friends, we had fun.
I don’t understand why you have to avoid me.”

“You know I’m dating Erin.”

“Sure, I know that. And that’s fine. It’s just that–well–this will be the last chance that we have to hang out and have fun. All these serious commitments are keeping you from living, Devon. Can’t you see that? I’m not asking you to marry me.” She gave him a sweet smile and touched his arm with her fingers. “I just thought we had a good time and that we could hang out sometime over the summer. That’s all.” She tilted her head slightly while looking up at him.

“
Look, Kristen, I didn’t mean to come off as a jerk. I just didn’t want to hurt anyone. It seems in situations like this that is hard to do.” Devon exhaled and looked down at her, twisting his mouth.

“Maybe you should just slow down
, Devon. The only reason that people are getting hurt is because they are taking this way too seriously. I just wanted to hang out with you. And now it’s our last summer. This summer is for us. Do you really want to just limit your options because of some commitment? I know we could have fun together.” Her soft, full lips were only inches from him. “You don’t have to take everything so seriously. There is room for fun in your life, isn’t there?”

“Of course there is. I have fun.”

“You have fun with one person, Devon. Okay, so maybe you guys are going to get married and have kids. And live happily forever for fifty years. Does that really mean you can never do anything now? Loosen up. We could have a lot of fun together.” Kristen tugged at his belt and pulled him toward her. “We don’t even have to tell anyone,” she purred.

“I would be very much taking you up on your offer
, Kristen. We could have a lot of fun together. Of that I have no doubt. I just think the price is too high for me right now.”

“
What price? You’re eighteen, Devon. Now is the time to really try new things. If not now, then when? I really like you. And I know you like me, even if you don’t want to admit it to yourself. For now, remember, if you need someone to talk to, or more, I’m here.” Kristen reached up and kissed him on the cheek. “Think about it.”