Free Needing You #2 - Wanting Him by T. Renee Fike

me.
    “Harder babe,” I tell him.
    “Fuck! He says as he leans back and lifts my ass off the bed and starts to t hrust harder and faster into me.
    I’m wrapped around Parker, completely off the bed enjoying the pleasure he’s doing to my body.  I reach down and grab his ass, pulling him tighter to me, allowing him to go even deeper.
    He doesn’t stop his movements, and soon he has me screaming out in ecstasy again, with him following right behind me.

Chapter Eight
    The rest of the weekend goes by way too fast for my liking.  My time with Parker always seems too short, because it is.  Harper and I are loading up the car and I’m saying goodbye to my sexy green eyed man, before heading back home.
    We say our goodbyes to the guys and Harper gets in the car to wait for me.  I stay in Parker’s embrace, trying to remember everything about this moment.  The way he looks, his smell, his 5 o’clock shadow, everything.  I would drown in Parker if I could.
    “Baby, I love you, call me when you get home,” he says as he leans his forehead down to mine.  We stay like this a few minutes staring at each other, enjoying our moment.
    “I love you too, and I will,” I say with a smile.
    We give each other one more lingering hug and kiss before heading in different directions yet again.
    The drive home with Harper goes by quickly because we talk nonstop.  We discuss what ways to spy on Tucker and how much fun we had at the concert and hanging out with the guys.
    Around 2:00 p.m. , I’m dropping Harper off at her dorm then heading home.  I hope to God my sister isn’t there yet.
    I get home and walk inside, not expecting to see the mess that’s there when I get there.
    “Nora?” I yell.
    I hear scurrying; I walk back the hall and open her bedroom door, which doesn’t have a lock on it for many reasons.
    “What.the.Fuck?” I yell as I watch in horror as my sister tries to throw clothes on, while a guy, who looks my age, is zipping up his pants.
    “Shit Nat, can’t you knock first?” Nora yells.
    “NO! Who the fuck are you?” I ask to the half dressed man in my sister’s bedroom.
    “I’m Mike,” he says as he pulls his shirt over his head.
    “How old are you Mike?” I ask angrily.
    “Nineteen, why?” he asking looking at me confused.
    “She’s fifteen you fucking pervert,” I say as I lunge for him, but my sister jumps in my way.
    “What?  You said you were eighteen,” he says looking nervously between Nora and me.
    “Nat, knock it off,” she yells at me.
    I completely ignore my child of a sister, “Mike get the fuck out of here and don’t ever come back,” I snap, staring daggers at my sister.
    Mike doesn’t say a word as he grabs his shoes and rushes out the door.  I hear the front door shut a few moments later.
    “Why do you have to be such a bitch,” Nora rants.
    “You are fifteen fucking years old.  What the hell are you thinking bringing him here?  Did you stay here all weekend?” I ask in a raging tone.
    “No and I’m almost sixteen,” she says angrily.
    “Don’t fucking lie to me.  I will ask Liz’s mom,” I say glaring at her.
    “No I didn’t, I swear.  I came back today,” she says hastily.
    “Where did you meet Mike?”
    “I met him at a party.  It’s really not a big deal,” she says like I’m overreacting.
    “When did you go to a party Nora?”
    “Over the weekend, Liz and I went.  Her mom doesn’t care,” she says with a look.
    “Well I do.  You will not be going to another college party, do you hear me?”
    “Ugh, you’re no fun,” she whines.
    “Nora, did you have sex with him before I got here?” I ask through clenched teeth.
    “No, you seriously have the worst timing ever,” she says shaking her head.
    “You , are lucky I don’t knock you’re damn head off.  Don’t you dare act so dumb again.  You don’t even know him.  He could have a fucking disease for all you know.”
    “No he doesn’t,” she says with an annoyed