Southern Gentleman: A Single Mom BWWM Romance

by Tyla Walker

  Alan’s kisses and touches, his body against mine are the only things that can satiate this endless hunger. His smell and taste, and the wine on his lips make me heady. It’s like I’m drinking and smelling an intoxicating aphrodisiac, making me lost in this insatiable passion.

  My back arch in total abandonment, without a care for the world. Alan’s hand clasps my hair roughly, yet it’s a gentle caress. His other hand circles around my waist, a prison of tight embrace. I don’t want to ever leave his arms.

  I want to stay here forever.

  “Alan…” I moan his name as our kiss deepens. His teeth gently bite my lower lip, and his eyes are fiery with lust. It makes me blaze with so much passion, I don’t know where I started or ended. His eyes hypnotize me to give him my everything.

  “Sophia,” Alan murmurs like it’s the most beautiful name in the world. It’s like I’m his treasure. I moan in pleasure as his naughty hands run through my back, touching my nape fleetingly.

  “God,” my cries are getting louder, and Alan’s getting bolder, but we’re still in the living room. My daughter’s in her room, and it would be wrong if she sees us like this. I blink my eyes, trying to retain some rationality.

  I capture Alan’s wayward hands as I pant heavily.

  “Let’s go to my room,” I whisper in Alan’s ears. He groans in assent, and he carries me so fast, it actually disoriented me. “Alan!”

  I slap Alan’s arm as I shout his name, although not as loud as I wanted. Then, he smiles at me like a rogue kidnapping a virginal girl to do naughty things to her. My body quakes and my pussy starts soaking my panties.

  “Darling,” Alan drawls at me. “Lead me to your room. I can’t wait to let you taste my own brand of heaven.”

  I blush from head to foot, my hand shaking as I point to my bedroom. Alan strides in, carrying me like I’m weightless. He kicks the door closed, and he puts me down on the bed.

  “Show me,” Alan whispers in my ears as he follows me down. His eyes are staring at me, directly to my soul. I gasp when he bites the button on my shirt. He’s so seductive as he does this, the mere act of it is… making me think of wild, wild things.

  I lick my lips as Alan goes to the last button. I can’t wait anymore! I grab his shirt and throw it away. Then, I kneel down and unzip his pants. My goodness, no words can express the grandeur I see right now.

  I mean, his cock makes me speechless. I wonder if… will it fit? It’s huge. I stare at it as it grows longer and harder. I gasp when all the veiny parts are exposed in front of me, and it stands tall.

  Alan growls, “I would love to have your luscious lips around my cock… but I can’t wait. I want to taste and worship your body, Sophia. I want all of you…”

  Alan pushes me to the bed, and he falls on top of me, bracing his weight on his elbows. Our gazes lock, then, he takes off my shorts in record time. I’m only left with my underwear.

  Alan showers my eyes, my nose, my forehead, and my cheeks with kisses. It’s making me feel treasured and warm. I smile at him as he gazes at me tenderly. I gasp when his lips found the sensitive spot below my ear, and he nibbles on my lobe.

  “Alan…” I moan as I hold on to his shoulders. My back arch as I tremble in arousal and ecstasy. My knees growing weaker while his hands spread them.

  “Perfect,” Alan groans as he feels my wetness, then, the string of my underwear snaps. He spread my legs wide open, and he starts fingering me. I gasp when I feel his fingers intrude, and he stretches my inner walls.

  “God!” I shout, my hands go to the sides as I grasp anything that I can hold on to. “Oh… oh… Alan!”

  “Sophia… you taste better than I imagined,” Alan moans as his fingers thrust faster, and he adds another one. Then, he trails kisses to my neck… down to my pebbled nipples.

  “Oh!” I shout and gasp as I feel him suck my nipple, and he plays with the other one. He twists and stretches my nipples… making me feel a slight pain that adds to the pleasure while he sucks my other nipple like a baby.

  “Please…” I moan incoherently; I can feel it… the relief, I’m almost there. My mouth opens and closes as I croak my moans. My throat starts to hurt. Right now, all I can think about is the sensations I’m feeling.

  A thousand sensations are attacking my body. I try to close my legs, but Alan bites my nipples, and I end up opening my legs wider.

  “Alan, please… please. Give it to me,” I beg him.

  “Your wish… is my command, darling,” Alan whispers in my ears. He stops moving his hands, and he licks his fingers clean in front of me.

  “Alan!” I protest in a painful voice. I want him… why did he stop? My foggy brain can’t comprehend. All I can process right now is the ecstasy and the need that’s gnawing me to my core. “Pl-please.”

  “I will,” Alan moans, and he raises my legs, rubbing his cock on my hungry pussy lips. We both tremble in anticipation. Then, he enters me in one fluid motion. We’re perfectly connected as one.

  “We’re one,” Alan moans as he pants, staring at our connected parts. He gazes at me while he moves his hips slowly.

  “Faster,” I moan. I want it hard, fast, and deep. “Fuck me… give your all to me.”

  “I’ll give you every last drop!” Alan moans. “In return, I want all of you.”

  Alan kisses me passionately, with no holds barred. Our mouths and tongues dueling ferociously in a battlefield of carnal lust and passion. Blood pounds in my ears like thunder roaring while lightning electrifies all my nerves and veins.

  Alan and I are like one vibrating pulse brought to existence because of primal lust. We’re in our most primal state, wild and without care for the world.

  The bed starts to creak as Alan pounds in me viciously, all tenderness gone as we run after that zenith. Our ultimate goal.

  “Alan!” I match everything that he’s giving me with all that I have.

  “Sophia!” Alan grabs hold to the headboard while his hips move faster and thrust deeper. We’re almost there.

  “God, Alan… I’m cumming!” I manage to shout with a croaking voice.

  “Sophia!” Alan shouts as I feel loads and loads of his cum; It shots inside me, hitting my deepest parts. I pant hard, our sweat mixing with our cum. My eyes roll back… I feel like all my nerves are shot because of too much sensation.

  Alan kisses my lips softly, then, he rolls off me. He leans on his elbows as he stares at me.

  “That was the best sex of my life.”

  I smile…

  “Mine, too.”

  Actually, saying it was the best sex of my life is an understatement.

  Thirteen

  Alan

  I swat whatever it is that's poking my nose. My eyes are still closed, I'm a bit disoriented as I'm not fully awake.

  "Stop it, Michel Jordan!" I push Michael Jordan away. It's only Michael Jordan, my dog, that keeps poking at my nose to wake me up in the mornings.

  Wait… Michael Jordan? He died years ago! My eyes open abruptly, the fabulous memories of last night flashes in my brain. The first thing I see, though, is a cute little face with innocent round eyes and a toothy grin.

  I blink and smile widely. It's Nina. Then, I look at the person beside me, Sophia's still asleep. Her lips curve in a smile. They say that a woman's real beauty is seen in the morning without makeup.

  Well, Sophia, apparently, doesn't need any makeup to make her beautiful. She's as natural as anyone can get.

  Nina pokes my nose again when she notices my attention isn't on her. I turn to her, then, I catch her finger with my mouth. I pretend to gobble it, and she giggles. Her laughter is infectious, making me laugh along with her.

  She's so cute. She's the cutest little girl I've ever seen.

  "Good morning," Sophia greets me. I didn't notice her wake up. I look at her, and at the laughing Nina. This is life, I can really get used to this. I haven't experienced this before, and I find this… wonderful.

  "Good morning to my princess,"
I pinch Nina's cheeks tenderly. "And to my queen."

  Sophia and I lock gazes as we communicate through our eyes. There's a lot of emotions that are left unsaid, but we know what it means. It's as if we have an intrinsic understanding of each other. It's a connection through our hearts and soul.

  "Good morning, mommy!" Nina jumps to her mom's arms. Then, she looks at me. "Good morning, Alan."

  "Let's get up, honey," Sophia says to Nina, but the former is staring at me. "It's time for Nina to get ready. You're going to grandma's, honey."

  "Okay, mommy," Nina replies to me. "I want to take a bath!"

  Nina jumps up and down on the bed. She clings to her mom.

  "Mommy will make breakfast first," Sophia replies to her. "You can take a bath after breakfast."

  "I want to take a bath now," Nina pouts. She won't let Sophia go to change as she keeps clinging on her arms.

  "Why don't I bath you while mommy cooks breakfast for us?" I ask Nina as I approach her. Nina jumps in my arms, giggling.

  "I want Alan to bathe me," Nina says happily. "Bath! Bath!"

  Nina's a happy child. Sophia has done her best to raise her baby girl without her father. I smile at her, and Sophia smiles apologetically at me.

  "I'll leave her to you?" Sophia asks me, and I nod my head. I can take this cheerful little angel to the bath, no problem. I nod my head.

  "I'm going to cook breakfast."

  "Sure," I say to Sophia as Nina drags me to her room. I'm sure that I can bath this little one properly.

  "Breakfast's ready," Sophia says to us when we walk in the kitchen. I can't help but stare at her, she looks great in an apron. No matter what she wears, she's beautiful. Her hair's in a ponytail, and she has a ladle in her hand.

  When she looks like this… it's like she's the perfect epitome of a mother. Warm and soft but tough at the same time.

  "Eat," Sophia says to me. On the table are pancakes, bacon, and sausage. As for Nina, it's cereal. "I bought some Danish pastries yesterday. I have it in the oven, heating it up."

  "Let's eat," Nina excitedly climbs on her chair, and I sit beside her. I help the little girl eat, and she does it with gusto. Nina's not a picky eater.

  Then, I glance at Sophia… she's staring at me, and she smiles. I smile back. I wonder what she's thinking because she has that look in her eyes and I don't know how to explain.

  "I'll head out to work," I say to Sophia.

  "Yeah, you better go first while I wait for the nanny to go with Nina to the daycare," Sophia says to me. "My parents aren't here, so I'll have to entrust her to the nanny."

  "Bye, Alan," Nina waves at me and gives me a flying kiss.

  "Me too, darling," I wave at Sophia and Nina. "Take care."

  I drive away, leaving them outside the house. I feel this warmth in my heart… so this is what family is. A real, happy family… I want to be part of it.

  As soon as I get into my office, I grab my phone. Before, whenever I wake up in the morning, I find myself thinking about promotions. I go after it like a hungry hyena. But this time? I didn't even think about it for a second.

  I keep thinking about Sophia and Nina. I keep typing on my phone, deleting the message that I'm about to send. I didn't tell Sophia… I love her.

  Should I just send her a message? I steel my heart, then, I type the words that I want to say the most.

  -I love you, Sophia. Then, I hit send. It's only a concise sentence, but it carries my heart to her. If she refuses me, it will be painful… but I won't give up until I hear it from her mouth.

  I put down my phone when I didn't receive an immediate answer and sigh. I try to read some files, but I can't concentrate. My phone's at my side, and I keep glancing at it… hoping for a favorable answer from Sophia.

  I want to see how Sophia will react. Somehow, I feel anxious. This is a surprise for me because I don't even worry or fear when facing the higher-ups. I cover my face with my palm.

  Maybe, I shouldn't have to message those words? I mean, it's not appropriate to say it on the cellphone, right? I sigh deeply, thinking that I'll do better next time.

  Then, my cellphone pings. There's a message. I open my inbox and there it is, Sophia's answer to me.

  -I love you, Alan. Take care.

  I read it over and over again, a feeling of happiness swelling inside me. Sophia says she loves me. I'm over the moon!

  Fourteen

  Sophia

  I drop Nina off, and I arrived in my office five minutes before I'm considered late. I heave a sigh of relief. Being late is a no-no in my vocabulary. I try to be as punctual as I can.

  I place my bag on my side table, open my laptop, and check my files. My work is piling up, and I need to finish them.

  Then, I remember my phone. I place it inside my bag, someone might have called me, and I didn't hear it ring. I search for it in my bag, and I'm right… I have messages. Luckily, there are no missed calls.

  I read my emails first before I move to read my messages. So far… most of it is unimportant, and some are more work. Then, I spot Alan's message.

  I open it… and I just stared at it, making sure that I'm reading it right. I blink my eyes, feeling disbelief, then, it's replaced by a curling sensation in my stomach. Whatever it is, it's spreading warm inside my body.

  I take a deep breath… thinking about Alan and our night together. He messaged me that he loves me.

  Alan loves me… I repeat this thought over and over. It's like it's on playback, and I can hear his husky voice whispering this in my ears. I tinge of blush creeps to my cheeks, and my breathing becomes shallow.

  My heart's racing, and my body's feeling like there's indescribable sensation enveloping me in an embrace. Do I love Alan? Isn't this too fast?

  I can't help but wonder and starts to ponder on this idea. I think of him and our moments together. And I realized… that it could. I love Alan… wow. What a surprise, I didn't even know it!

  This is the sweet, glorious truth. Alan has stolen my heart as he did with Nina's. A smile of pleasant realization graces my lips as I messaged him back.

  -I love you, Alan. Take care.

  A short message, but summarizes all my feelings. All my emotions burst like a dam… and I feel like I'm high. It's like I'm energized, and I can work tirelessly.

  I step out of the elevator to the lobby, and all eyes are on me. I glance around, feeling weird. What's this? People are looking at me like I'm some sort of a marvel of nature. I don't know what they're thinking, and I refuse to waste my precious brain cells to think about it.

  Who cares? I walk, my back straight, and my head held high. But the sight in front of me stops me senseless. I blink my eyes, surprised because Alan is leaning on his car, waiting for me in front of the company.

  Alan's carrying a bouquet on his hand while looking dashing. Women that pass by him keep glancing at him, giggling and looking dreamy. He smiles at me and meets me on the steps.

  "Hello, beautiful," Alan's blue eyes are gleaming at me, outlined by perfect, long lashes. I flush, my heart racing. Why is he doing this in front of the company? Everyone can see it!

  "Sophia, I'm here now because I want to tell you that I don't want our engagement to be fake. I want us to be official. I want us to marry. For real," Alan whispers as he moves closer to me. There's no space between us anymore, we're standing face to face, breathing the same air.

  "Alan," I search his eyes, and all I can see is the sincerity and the naked emotion of love in it. He touches my heart, and it feels so right. My tears threatening to flow because of the tide of sentiment that's overtaking me.

  "Yes," I add.

  Alan's eyes widen, and he hugs me tightly. I feel his lips touch the top of my head in a fleeting caress.

  "I love you," Alan buries his face on my hair.

  "I love you too," I hug him tightly, treasuring this moment. I cast all my cares away, forgetting that we're in front of the company. To me, we're in our world… only the both of us, loving a
nd caring for each other.

  Alan looks at me, our gazes lock, and he smiles so tenderly it melts all my defenses away. If possible, I'll be a puddle of goo on the floor.

  Then, his lips swoop down to give me a kiss that I won't ever forget. Our lips touch, and every minute movement of Alan brands in my brain. He's branding me, making me his.

  I give Alan all that I have, kissing him with all my passion and sincerity. I want him to feel my love and my heart. Our tongues touch, dancing, and slaved by our own love song.

  My knees turn to Jell-O, so I hold on to Alan's shoulders tightly. I can't let him go, or I might just fall on the floor, and I'll be a mess. We're so engrossed on kissing each other we don't care about anything anymore.

  When I feel like I can't breathe any longer, I push Alan away as I pant and take huge gulps of air. I accidentally look up, and I find his father glowering at us from the upper floor. I blink my eyes; He looks like… he's ready to eat us alive.

  His face of disapproval chills the fire inside me.

  "Let's go," I grab Alan's hand as I tell him.

  "Okay," Alan tenderly caresses my cheek and tucks my hair behind my ear. "Let me take you home."

  I can't get over it. Alan's father, the CEO, he looks like he really disapproves of me. His face looks black, and his lips are set into a thin, straight line.

  I sigh, this really has been gnawing my brain. I ring Alan's phone, intending to talk to him about it. I need to let him know.

  "Miss me already?" Alan teases me. "We just talked earlier."

  "I have something I need to tell you," I didn't entertain his teasing.

  "What is it?" Alan turns serious.

  "I think your father disapproves of me. Earlier, he looks like he's ready to eat us alive. He was glowering, and his face as black as it can get," I say worriedly.