Love Unexpected

by Q.B. Tyler

Because although I saw him first and told myself at the young age of ten that I was madly in love with this beautiful man, said beautiful man fell in love with someone else. My mother. I was ten years old when I fell in love. Two years later, I fell in hate.

“Good thing my mother is banging the principal,” I call through the door. “Write me a note, Daddy dearest.”

“It would kill me to lose you too, Stassia…you’re…you’re all I have left.” “Me?” I squeak. “You have your parents and your siblings, I’m not all…” “You’re all I have left of her,” he corrects.

He chuckles. “It’s not for little girls, baby.” I pout and furrow my eyebrows in indignation. “I am not a little girl.” “No, Stassi. You certainly are not.” His voice is low and his eyes flare with a look I’ve never seen before.

“Don’t you think I’m pretty enough to kiss?” You’re fucking pretty enough to eat.

I want her, and I can’t have her. So, by that logic, no one fucking can.

“Press your lips to mine and kiss me like you fucking mean it. Like I’m all that matters to you.” “You are all that matters to me, Stassi.” “Prove it.”

“Put your hands on the headboard.” “Why?” “Because, Princess, you need leverage for when you ride my face.”

“Fuck, this pussy is mine. You know that. Even if we never do it again. Even if you go on and date other men or fuck other men or marry another man. This pussy will always be mine because I laid my claim first.”

I’d tasted the forbidden fruit, and my God, was it sweet, but I fear taking another bite, another lick, another suck would be nothing but poisonous.

“I love you,” I whisper into her mouth between kisses. She pulls back and looks up at me, her brown eyes watering slightly. “Finally.” She smiles. “I have you.” “Forever.”