Wistful

Chapter 36 - My Girlfriend Is Not Doing Porn

(Kadynce's POV)

Kadynce's 18th Birthday

"Kadynce?" Nixon called me through my sleep, shaking me gently. "Ace, wake up. Our flight leaves in the next three hours."

I groaned, turning away from him. "Leave me alone."

I already know what time it is, and I don't want to get up. Nixon wanted me last night, badly, and since I had a room full of my friends and cousins, we had to sneak out of the room while they slept to do it.

We didn't want to open any doors to the outside because he really wanted to go out to the guest house, but I said no. It was too much to get out there; we would have had to disable the alarm and everything.

I didn't want to...

So, we had sex in the downstairs linen closet.

I know I sound like I'm complaining but I'm not, I wanted him, too, badly.

"Get up." His voice was deep and demanding as he slapped me on my behind. "Now."

I gasped as his hit kind of stung, popping up, I tried to hold it in, but I giggled when I saw his fake innocent face. "That hurt."

"Get up or you'll get another one." He threatened with a smile.

I rolled my eyes and giggled again, not at all fazed as I laid back down. "Who are you now? Christian Grey?" I joked, lazily. "Giving out punishments now?"

Feeling the bed move beside me, he moved closer to me as he brought his mouth close to my ear.

"If I was Christian Grey, you wouldn't know it from punishments..." He whispered in a suggesting tone, kissing my neck.

I'm officially turned on.

A soft moan escaped past my lips. "Nixon... stop."

"Yes, Pierce." Zayne butted in, he was awake and talking from the floor. "Stop."

My eyes grew as I remember that my room was full of my friends. Curse Nixon for making me forget that everyone else existed; he does that a lot. I don't know how but I find myself getting lost in him several times a day.

Rolling over, I stretched, still laying down. "Is Daddy awake?"

I asked, knowing that my dad is taking us to the airport.

It's spring break, my 18th birthday, and my first long-distance trip without my parents or any kind of adult supervision. We are headed to Santa Monica, California in just a couple of hours. Daddy was fine with me going, surprisingly but then not surprisingly because he absolutely trusts Nixon.

Nixon shrugged his shoulders. "Not sure."

I rolled my eyes again. "Go check, I'm getting up."

Nix got up to check.

Sitting up in my bed, I looked around to see everyone getting up and folding their blankets up from the previous night's sleep.

"Happy Birthday, cousin." Mikki smiled my way. "How does it feel to be a legal adult?"

I pouted, amused. "Like I want to run and hug my daddy."

I'm a little afraid to grow up and not need my dad anymore, or my mom. I love them to death, and I want to always be close to them, but I'm scared to eventually move away from them and be a grown-up.

"They've spoiled her bad." Imo butted in.

I laughed. "Shut up, Imogen." I got up out of the bed to stretch again. "I just really love my parents." I frowned, groaning when I realized my actual age. "I'm old enough to apply for credit."