I smiled as I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. It was a short kiss like always. It had to be. Otherwise, I might just get lost in her. I shouldn't even be kissing her in the first place until she's of age.
"I want a real kiss," Naddy pouted.
I tucked some of her wet hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek. She grabbed my wrist and leaned into my palm. Moments like these are the ones I live for. I can't wait to deepen our relationship. Once her 18th birthday hits, she's mine. In every sense of the word. Not even just se.xually.
Honestly, as much as I want Naddy, it's not the se.x that I'm most excited about. It's having her in a way that I've always denied myself. I get to claim her in front of the club, the world. I get to finally tell her that I love her, that I've been in
