by Linzi Baxter
“Tommy, how about we get you ready for bed and save this conversation for another night?” she said.
The boy took off toward his room. Lily got off the couch, and I grabbed her hand before she could follow. “This conversation is not over.”
She nodded and bit her lip before she headed down the hall after Tommy.
I didn’t care if it looked like I was a creeper—I watched as her perky ass swayed. Every day, I fell a little more for her.
Over the past month, we’d talked about normal things to get to know each other. She told me more about growing up in a strict family and how she wanted to be a chef one day, I could see her being one, she’s had no training and yet her meals are delicious. Even Jared had found out about her cooking, and she recently started packing lunches for him as well. I told her she didn’t have to, but she had a soft spot for my oldest brother. I think she worried he wouldn’t eat if she didn’t feed him.
We talked about her going into a culinary arts program and she said she would one day, when she had enough money saved. I offered to pay, but she shut that down—she wanted to put herself through school, and I respected her decision even though I didn’t like it.
Lily walked back into the living room. “I’m going to go to bed.”
There was too much unsaid between us. “Come here.” I rested my arm against the back of the couch and waited for Lily to decide what she was going to do. She looked from the chair she was in earlier to the spot next to me. “Come sit next to me.”
“I don’t know if this is a good idea.”
“It’s been a long, hard day. I want to hold you, and we have something to talk about. I want to do that with you in my arms.”
Lily stood in front of me, twisting her fingers. “I’m really bad at sex,” she blurted out.
Her words came out as I took a sip of my beer, and I choked as the liquid went down my throat. Lily rushed to my side and patted my back. I used the opportunity to pull her onto my lap. “Wow. You're taking the conversation ten steps ahead of what I planned to talk about.”
“I didn’t want to keep leading you on and then have you find out I’m bad in bed.”
“First of all, I like you, and I highly doubt you’re bad in bed.” I held my finger to her lips. “I’m assuming this is coming from your ex.”
She nodded.
“Fuck him.”
Lily cocked her head for a second. “Yeah, fuck him.”
“Do you want to tell me why Tommy thinks you guys are leaving the second Greg is taken care of? You know he hasn’t done anything, and I don’t think he will.”
Lily relaxed into my chest and ran her fingers up my arm. I was going to give her all the time she needed to answer the question. “I figured you’d want us out. I didn’t want Tommy to become too attached in case you want us to leave. He’d be crushed, and I’m already worried he will be.”
“I love having you and Tommy in my house. If I had a choice, you’d never leave. But I hadn’t said that because the thing between us is new. I didn’t want to scare you.”
“But you haven’t tried to sleep with me,” Lily told me, cuddling even more into my chest.
I shifted Lily on my lap. “Can you feel that?”
She nodded and smiled.
“I’ve been hard since the first day I saw you. I don’t think I’ve jacked off this much in the shower since I was a teenager.”
Lily giggled and slowly rubbed her ass against my hard member.
I threw my head back and closed my eyes. I didn’t know how many more days I could wait before I ravaged her body. “We have as long as it takes. No rush.”
“Okay.”
I pressed my lips to her neck, and her breath hitched. “Now, let's find something to watch.”
“Or we can go to bed?”
The temptation was at the forefront of my brain. “Is Tommy going to his friend's house on Friday?”
“Yes.”
“Good, if you’re ready. I plan to spend the whole night enjoying your body and making you scream in pleasure. Then we don’t have to worry about Tommy hearing.”
“That sounds like a good idea.”
“Now, let's watch something. Documentary or comedy?”
“Let's watch an episode of House.” We were slowly working our way through different TV shows. Lily hadn’t had TV, so a lot of shows were new to her.
“Okay, let's do this. You're in for a good episode.” I clicked the start button. “House goes crazy in this one.”
She patted my chest. “House goes crazy in every episode.”
Hours later, I woke up. Lily was still pressed to my chest, sound asleep. I could hear a faint snore coming from her. It was cute, and I didn’t want to move and wake her, but if we stayed on the couch, our backs would hurt in the morning. I slowly stood with Lily in my arms and walked to my bedroom. I wanted her next to me.
Her eyes faintly opened. “I can walk,” she mumbled.
“Go to sleep.” I set her down in my bed and tucked her in. I crawled in next to her, and she turned and wrapped herself around me. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea.
I didn’t want to ever forget that moment. I vowed to take care of Lily and Tommy and find a way for Greg to leave them alone. I didn’t care what the cost was. I didn’t want to lose either one of them.
16
Jacob
I couldn’t take my eyes off the woman sitting next to me on the couch. She glanced down at her phone for a second and smiled. Tommy had gone to his sleepover. I’d talked Lily into letting me give him a phone for the night. I wanted Tommy to be able to call if he had any issues, and my decision was right, given the smile on Lily’s face. She had texted him good night, and he sent her a picture of the fort he and his friend made and told her he loved her and good night.
Lily was a caring and loving mother. If my mother had had an ounce of the love Lily had for her child, Jared, Jax, and I would’ve grown up differently. Lily’s face lit up every time she talked about her son. He had been the light in her many years of darkness.
More importantly, she made me feel as important as her son, and she made sure I had what I needed before I even knew I needed something. The other day before a finance meeting with our project managers, she’d pulled a bunch of reports. I didn’t ask her to, but she had them for me when an issue arose during the meeting. Afterward, I asked how she knew I would need them. She said she overheard the manager discussing an issue with the project, so she collected everything I would need.
Given that she had no college education or training, she did a fantastic job at NSS, but I knew it wasn’t her passion. One day, I would talk her into doing what she really wanted to do.
Lily was chewing on the side of a nail. It was one of her nervous habits. She wasn’t concentrating on the episode of House we were watching. When the episode finally came to an end, I stood up and held out my hand. “I can tell you aren’t watching the show. Come with me.”
She glanced from the TV to me, took her nail out of her mouth, and grabbed my hand. I pulled her up, hooked my arm under her, and lifted her over my shoulder. She let out a giggle and pounded on my back to put her down. I swatted her ass, and she squeaked. “I can walk, Jacob.”
“I know, but this is so much more fun.” I squeezed her ass, and she let out a sigh.
When we got to my bedroom, I set her down on her feet. She became shy and looked away. I grabbed her chin so I could see into her pretty green eyes. “It’s just you and me. Let go of those nasty thoughts.”
“Can we turn the lights off?” I knew she wanted to hide the scars on her body, but I didn’t think they took away from her beauty. They added to how pretty she was and reminded me how she rose from the ashes of her previous life. She was my Phoenix, and one day, she would see how amazing she was, but she wasn’t ready. I walked over and turned the lights off. The moon shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, so I could still see her in the night.
She stood in the middle of my room, an
d my cock twitched when I saw how pretty she was. I didn’t understand how she didn’t see it. When I was in front of her, I slowly dragged my fingers along the bottom of her shirt. She grabbed the shirt and held it down.
“I want to see all of you, Lily,” I whispered in her ear.
“But my skin isn’t pretty. Can I leave my shirt on?”
I shook my head, tugged the shirt out of her grasp, and slowly moved it up her body. I saw her take a deep breath when the shirt went over her head. She tried to use her arms to cover her body.
I dragged my finger across the scar on her stomach. “I’m going to run my tongue along each of these scars until you realize how strong you are.” I reached behind her and unsnapped her lacy white bra, and it fell to the ground. I worked to slowly pull her yoga pants down her legs, slowly kissing my way down her body. She let out a moan when I ran my finger through her slit. She was already wet, and I couldn’t wait to spend time enjoying every inch of her body.
“Lie down, my Phoenix.”
Lily walked over to the bed and lay in the middle, with her head on the pillow, and her hands moved to cover the scar on her lower stomach. Her eyes darted toward the bedroom door.
“It’s just me and you, and we have all the time in the world. We can go as slow or as fast as you want.”
“Your clothes are still on.”
I chuckled as I crawled onto the bed. “They are. I plan to enjoy you first, and then I will undress.”
I leaned over and rested my weight on my elbow next to her arm. I ran my finger over the scar on her stomach. “Was this from Tommy?”
“Yes, I had a C-section. One night, I couldn’t get Tommy to stop crying, and Greg got mad at me. It was the first time he hit me. When I fell, some of the stitches pulled, and he wouldn’t take me back to the hospital. That’s why the scar is so messed up.”
I scooted down the bed and ran my tongue over the scar. “I see a miracle. I don’t see an ugly scar.” Lily moaned as I worked kisses up her body until I got to her breasts. I circled her nipple with my tongue and cupped her other breast with my hand. She arched her back, trying to get more contact.
“God, you are beautiful,” I murmured against her skin as I ran my hand down her body and cupped her sex. She shifted her hips, trying to force more contact with my hand. “Like that?”
“Please. Something. My body feels like it’s on fire from your touch.”
I couldn’t believe how responsive she was. With each touch, her moans became louder. Her sex was already needy for me. I took her nipple back in my mouth and sucked. She bucked against my hand as I slowly worked circles around her clit.
“That feels so good. I never knew this could be this way.”
I could tell her mind began to wander to an old memory for a second. I bit down on her nipple, and she moaned. “Stay with me. Don’t think about your past.”
“Trying,” she said as she arched her back, trying to get me to suck on her nipple again. “It felt so good when you—” She didn’t finish her statement because I took her nipple back in my mouth. She whined when I removed my hand from her velvety folds and cupped her other breast.
“Your nipples are so responsive.” I captured her other nipple in my mouth and ran my hand across her other breast.
“Please, Jacob. I need you.”
“We’ve only started,” I whispered as I kissed my way down her body toward her sex. I leaned back on my hips and stripped my shirt off. Lily sat up, reached forward, and ran her hand down my skin. Her touch was almost enough to send me over the edge. I grabbed her hands. “I’m not done with you. Lie back down.”
Lily slowly lay back across the bed.
I leaned down and buried my nose in her hair. “Fuck, you smell good. I swear just the smell of you is enough to send me over the edge. What is that, lavender?” I didn’t give her time to respond. I cupped her breast, and she arched into my hand and moaned. Lily ran her hands over my skin. Her silky hands felt good against me.
With each second, she became more relaxed, and it wasn’t long before she reached for my running shorts. “You’re wearing too much clothing.”
Leaning down, I captured her lips and ran my tongue along them, demanding entrance. She opened her mouth and let me in. The kiss deepened, and she reached up and pulled me closer. I swiped my tongue across her lips one more time before I pulled back. We were both panting.
I jumped off the bed and stripped my shorts and boxers off. My dick was hard.
“Come here,” Lily said.
The bedside table had condoms inside. I reached in, grabbed a couple, and threw them next to us on the bed. I lay down next to her, ran my hand down her flat stomach, and pressed against her mound. I made a couple swipes over her nub before running my hand back up her body and cupping her breasts, working on stimulating every nerve ending.
“Please,” she whispered as I leaned over and captured her nipple one more time before working my way down her body. Her hips arched off the bed, trying to increase the friction against my hand.
“Please what? This?” I swiped my tongue along her folds. “Or this?” I took her nub into my mouth, and she bucked.
When she didn’t answer, I pushed my index finger into her as far as it would go and rested my thumb on her plump clit. She arched her hips off the bed as I pushed my finger in and out. She ran her fingers through my hair as I leaned forward and replaced my thumb with my mouth. Her moans grew louder with each swipe of my tongue.
I slipped my one hand under her ass, raising her hips. When I nibbled on her clit, she went over the edge and screamed my name. I couldn’t wait any longer to be inside her. I leaned back on my hips and grabbed a condom from the side of the bed.
“Can I put it on you?” she asked.
I handed her the condom and sat still. She put the wrapper between her teeth and tore it open. It was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. She leaned forward and slowly rolled the condom down on my cock. Her touch was almost enough to send me over. I closed my eyes and counted to ten to keep my dick under control. I was about to cum without even being inside her.
When she finished wrapping my cock, she ran her hands along my hard member a couple times before I grabbed her wrist. “I’m not going to last if I let you keep touching me.”
She smiled and pressed her lips to me.
I held her in a deep embrace, and our tongues tangled together. I pulled back from the kiss and lay on my back. “I want you to ride me.”
“I’ve never done that before.”
The thrill at the thought I would be the first and last man Lily rode washed over me. I tugged her hand, and she slowly straddled my body. My goal was to let her take control and go at her pace. She reached between us and held my dick firmly as she slowly slid down. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. She felt so good.
When she started to move up and down, I quickly placed my hands on her hips, slowing her movements. I wanted the feeling to last all night. Her breasts bounced in the moonlight as she rode my cock. I reached up and cupped her breast with my other hand, and she let out a moan. Keeping one hand on her hip to control how fast she went, I pinched her nipple.
“God, you feel amazing,” I whispered.
Lily picked up her movement at my words, tossing her head back as she used her thighs to move up and down my member. Her white skin was flushed, and I could tell she was close to the edge. I wasn’t far behind her. I reached between us and pressed her nub. “Jacob!” she screamed as her velvety folds milked my cock.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I flipped her onto her back. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I thrust into her. When I knew I was close, I pressed my lips to hers, and she went over the edge again with me.
I propped myself up with my elbow and looked down into Lily’s eyes. She had a smile across her face. “Can we do that again?” she asked.
When I pulled out, she whined at the loss. I went to get out of bed, but she grabbed my hand. “Don’t leave.”
She nodded, and I ran to the bathroom to dispose of it.
When I crawled back into bed, Lily draped herself over my body. She fit perfectly next to me. My life was perfect.
17
Lily
I waited outside Jacob’s condo building for Tommy. The night before had been amazing. I don’t know why I waited so long to sleep with him. He was tender and treated me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. He had woken me up in the night with his lips pressed between my legs. I’d lost count of the number of orgasms I had. My body ached in parts I didn’t know existed.
Cars buzzed by. I glanced down at my phone—they should be here any minute. No matter how much I enjoyed my time with Jacob the night before, I missed my little boy and couldn’t wait to see him. He’d texted me first thing this morning letting me know what time Archer’s mom would bring him home.
Jacob walked me downstairs then took off for his morning run. He would be gone close to an hour. I planned to have breakfast ready for him when he returned. We didn’t have any plans that day. The next day, we were supposed to make the short drive over to the coast to watch the Starlight go up, as long as the weather was good. Last I checked, it was supposed to be clear with no wind. I was almost as excited as Tommy to watch the rocket—it’s always cool, no matter one’s age, to see a rocket go up in space, and learning so much about what went on behind the scenes made me even more excited.
A black minivan pulled up to the sidewalk, and I could see my son’s face pressed to the glass. He waved as the van came to a stop. Archer’s mother jumped out, came over to the side, and opened the door for Tommy. My son unbuckled his belt and gave his friend a high five before jumping out of the van and giving me a hug.
He was starting to get so big that I needed to brace myself as he threw his body into me. “I had so much fun!”
I patted him on the back. “Why don’t you have a seat on the bench while I talk with Archer’s mom?” Tommy walked to the bench next to me and set his backpack next to him. “I hope he was good,” I said to the young woman.