Her only answer is to quicken her pace. I match her pace, thrusting into her fervently.
“You’re so tight . . . you’re choking my cock, Sunshine.”
“Choke me back,” she insists. I pause her movements, staring into her eyes to make sure I understood her correctly in my sex haze.
Kenna pulses her pussy around me before pulling her hips from my grasp and slamming back down my cock. “I said. Choke me.”
I only hesitate a second before wrapping one hand around her delicate nape.
“Oh, fuck!” she loudly moans.
“Shhh, Sunshine. I need you to be a good girl and keep quiet,” I whisper, applying slightly more pressure around her neck. That does the trick. Within seconds, Kenna is staring into my eyes as her orgasm takes hold of her.
I feverishly pound into her pussy, nearly passing out as I spill into her.
Removing my hands from her neck, I pepper soft kisses atop the light pink marks they left.
“You’re going to be the fucking death of me, McKenna.”
“But what a way to go,” she quips.
What a fucking way is right.
McKenna
Our flight back to Minneapolis was the latest flight we could get on Sunday evening, so we arrive in Minneapolis sometime around one in the morning.
Classes start on Tuesday, so we wanted to have as much of Monday to get ready for our first day of college. I’ve always loved the first day of school. The first day is like the start of a new chapter; the slate is wiped clean, and the possibilities for new beginnings are endless. That’s even more true for the first day of college.
Katie and I are in the back of an Uber, heading back to our dorm when I place my hand on hers and look over at her. “I probably sound like a broken record, but I’m so excited to start our next chapter with you by my side.”
Before Katie can even respond, blinding lights fill my vision. My responding scream is quickly cut off as another vehicle crashes into ours. The jarring sound echoes, mixing alongside the ringing in my ears.
Searing pain ricochets throughout my body, causing my vision to blur with black dots that quickly pull me into the darkness.
13
September
Iwake to my phone buzzing incessantly. It’s nearly four in the morning, so panic seizes my lungs when I see my dad’s name on my caller ID.
“Hello?” I raspily answer the phone with more of a question than a greeting.
“G-Griff. Y-you need to come home.” I can barely understand my dad through his sobs. My stomach sinks. The only other time I’d ever heard him sound so broken was when my mom died.
“Dad, what is it? What’s wrong?”
“It’s your sister. S-she was in an accident. Oh god—” He’s cut off, and I hear what sounds like a robotic voice calling for a code blue.
“Dad! What happened?” I scream into the phone.
There’s a rustling on the other end. Then I hear another voice come through the phone. “Griffin? Is that you? This is Elizabeth.”
Why is Kenna’s mom with my dad? “Yes, it’s Griff. Can you please tell me what happened, Liz?”
“Griffin, honey, I need you to get on the next flight back here, alright? There was an accident. The Uber Katie and McKenna were riding in on the way back to their dorms from the airport was t-boned by another vehicle. We don’t have all the details yet, b-but you justneed to get here—” she chokes out, her sobs filling the other end of the phone.
“Are they okay?” I demand.Please, god, let them be okay.
