by Lila Younger
“It’s just temporary. I already sent off another ten applications today mom. And I’ll send off another ten tomorrow, okay?”
My mom crosses her arms as I pull off my boots and hang up my jacket.
“I just want the best for you,” she says. “Honey, you’re so smart. I don’t want you to waste your talents.”
I look at her and sigh. Sometimes I wonder if she’s talking more about herself than me. When I was born, she became a stay at home mom. Maybe she regretted it.
“I know. I’m not, I promise,” I relent.
“Good. You know, Margaret from three doors down mentioned that her company was hiring. I think you’d be doing something in accounting. Now doesn’t that sound much better than chasing a kid around all day?”
“It does,” I say. “I’ll apply tomorrow.”
But honestly? I have no plans to switch jobs. I’m already counting down the minutes until I can see Carter again.
Carter
The next morning is a busy one. I need to sign Luna up for preschool. Gina’s a miracle worker, and has managed to get me a few half days from work, but it won’t last forever. Plus, something tells me that Stacie hasn’t bothered to work with Luna at all on basic literacy. It’s a shame, because Luna is very, very bright and she should be much further along than she was according to Jade. I guess they went to the library, and Luna looked like a person in the desert who found water. She couldn’t believe how many books there were.
Hearing that story breaks my heart because up until now I had always assumed that Stacie was a competent mother. She certainly never gave any indication otherwise. But now I’m wondering exactly what their home situation was. I guess Stacie didn’t want to shake me down for money, but I would have been happy to give some if I had known Luna needed it. It sure wasn’t doing jack shit for me sitting in the bank. I’m far too busy to maintain a hobby of any kind while I’m trying to become senior partner.
“Morning Luna,” I say as I prepare eggs and bacon for breakfast. Not the healthiest thing, but it’s what I have, and Luna doesn’t seem to be a picky eater. I turn around and see that she’s wearing her new green shirt and blue leopard leggings. It looks… okay I think, but I have no sense of fashion whatsoever. One of the perks of being a lawyer is you can get away with wearing a black suit every day.
“Morning daddy,” she says. She crawls up to the barstool and watches me as I cook.
“You want juice or anything?”
“Uh huh,” she says.
I open up the fridge. Luckily there’s some orange juice, and it still smells okay, so I pour her a glass. She gulps it down and pushes the cup back for more.
“You ready for preschool?” I ask.
There’s a flash of fear in Luna’s eyes, the very first time I’ve ever seen it. Up until now, she’s been so smooth and easy about the sudden change in circumstances that I thought this would be the same too.
“School?”
“Yes. A really fun place where you’ll get to learn to read, and count, and you can make lots of friends too with other little girls.”
Luna doesn’t look convinced.
“I really enjoyed school when I was your age,” I say as I pile up eggs and bacon onto our plates. “I got to learn, and play games, and have all sort of fun. And then my mom would come pick me up at lunch time and we would eat and do fun things at home.”
“Mom is picking me up?” she says, perking up.
Shit. Wrong thing to say.
“Well, not today. Jade will be though.”
That seems to satisfy Luna, and she digs into her food. I need to come up with some kind of story as to why her mother isn’t around. After the first twenty four hours without contact, I’m running on the assumption that Stacie doesn’t plan on showing up anytime soon. That works for me though. John says it bolsters my case for custody, and I can’t imagine not coming home to her and Jade.
Jade… The thought of seeing her tonight sends the blood rushing to my cock. I can’t wait to have my way with her again, watch her breasts bounce as I fuck deep into her, her face radiating with pleasure as she calls out my name. I love that she’s nothing like the women I used to date. The complete opposite to Stacie really. Jade is natural, open, and curvy in all the right places. Her pussy’s so soft and tight and womanly it would make a lesser man come on the spot. I contemplate skipping work altogether so that I could have my way with her, but I resist pulling out my phone. Waiting will make it even better, and I have a very fun thing to do with her tonight.
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“I’m home,” I call out. It feels good to say it.
Luna comes barreling around a corner, arms upraised. Even though the day was filled with frustrations, especially from Sherman, seeing lets the stress roll off my shoulders like water from a duck. For the first time, I’m wishing I have a job where I could leave the office at five instead of seven.
“Daddy, daddy, daddy!” she screams, and I lean down to pick her up and swoop her around. She shrieks with joy as I lift her up and then put her down.
“How was your day Luna?” I ask.
“Ah-mazing!” she says. “We made cookies!”
“For dinner?” I ask, and she giggles.
“No silly, for dessert!”
Jade pokes her head around the corner. She looks ruffled, hair up in a messy bun, and there’s a smear of flour on her cheek, but she’s gorgeous anyways. She’s taken off her flannel shirt, and the tank top underneath hugs her breasts perfectly. A woman like Jade doesn’t need a fancy dress or piles of makeup to look good. I resist the urge to sweep her into my arms for a kiss as Luna leads me down the hall. I sniff the air.
“You made dinner? You didn’t have to,” I say.
“I wanted to. I thought it would be nice for us all to eat together. It’s important for a child to have family dinners,” she says turning beet red. “Not that I think we’re a family or anything, but-”
“No, it’s a great idea,” I cut in smoothly. “I’m glad you’re thinking so much about Luna. I made a good choice when I asked you to take care of her.”
Jade beams with pleasure.
“Come on,” Luna says, tugging on my arm impatiently. “I’m hungry.”
My daughter leads me to the head of the table, then goes over to Jade. Together the two of them bring the food over to the large wooden table. I had let the home decorator pick whatever she wanted when I asked her to furnish the place, and she’d chosen a dark wooden table that could seat at least ten. I should have told her that as a lawyer, I rarely eat dinner at home, but now I’m glad to have it so we could gather together like this. Jade helps Luna with the spaghetti and garlic bread before making her own plate, and then we all dig in. Sitting at the head of the table like this, watching the two of them interact, I feel something akin to possessiveness and a fierce desire to protect this little makeshift family. It’s completely foreign, and yet natural.
“What’s the matter?” Jade asks. “Is the food okay?”
“It’s perfect. Everything is amazing. You did a good job,” is all I can say.
“I cooked too,” Luna says indignantly. “Jade let me cut tomatoes.”
“With a butter knife,” Jade adds quickly.
“And I put butter on bread!”
“My apologies,” I say to my daughter. “You two both did a good job.”
Luna preens with the compliment.
“I like making dinner,” she says. “Mom never does.”
I look up at her, but Luna doesn’t seem to be bothered. I glance over at Jade, who smiles sadly. I have a feeling that there are a lot more little nuggets of sadness like this that I am going to hear about from Luna. I’m happy to see it bothers Jade almost as much as it does me, and that she’s decided to do something about it as well for my little girl.
After dinner, it’s bath time and then bed time. Since Jade has done such a good job with it yesterday, and Luna shows no sign of wanting things to change, I let her go and take
care of things while I prepare for tonight and then finish up some of the work I had to bring home. My study is just down the hall from the bathroom, and I hear happy laughter and sloshing in the big soaker tub, so I know everything is going well. Luna sure is getting attached to Jade, and I wonder what it’s going to be like when Jade returns to school. At least it won’t be right away. Hopefully by then Luna is happily settled and the change won’t be too much.
It only takes an hour to put Luna to bed, but it feels twice as long since I’m impatient. My cock is already chafing up against my pants, and I give up on focusing on my work at all.
Finally, Jade appears in the doorway of my study.
“She’s asleep,” she says. “Read her three stories and that was it. She couldn’t keep her eyes open.”
“Preschool seems to be doing a good job of tiring her out,” I reply. I straighten out my papers and save my work. “Do you have to get home early tonight?”
“No, I ah, I told my parents I was going out with friends,” Jade says with a blush. “So we have, we have lots of time to-”
“Fuck?” I say, enjoying the way her cheeks flamed even more. I walk over to her and take her face into my hands, crushing her lips in a kiss. My cock bumps against her stomach, letting her know just how ready I am. “We’ll be doing a lot of that for sure.”
I kiss her again, my tongue nudging past her lips to tangle with hers. I’m cupping her breasts, thumbs working her rosy nipples hard beneath the fabric. I can smell her perfume, and it brings out this hunger for Jade that I never experienced with another woman. I want her, now. With a groan, I pull back.
“Not here,” I say huskily. “Let’s go to the hot tub.”
“Luna?” she asks.
“Bring the baby monitor. It’ll be fine.”
We run through the house, down the stairs, out the back patio doors. Luna sleeps like a log, but I wouldn’t want her to wake up afraid and alone, so I grab the baby monitor off the kitchen table to take with us. I’ve already got the hot tub going. Our clothes are gone, tossed aside, and I watch Jade as she gingerly steps into the hot water, bathed in moonlight. Her creamy skin is luminescent, absolutely gorgeous and smooth. I can see the curve of her breast, heavy and full and perfectly shaped to squeeze in my hand. I palm my cock in my hand, slowly stroking my girth as I enjoy the view.
“What are you waiting for?” she whispers. Not that it matters. The closest neighbors are too far to see or hear anything.
Her breasts bob in the water, and I memorize the picture for later before walking to the tub.
“Turn around,” I growl.
Jade obediently turns. I push her body against the sitting area, right under the jets. She whimpers, melting against my body. I kiss her shoulder, my hands coming around her to massage her breasts. I move my left hand down, across the soft curve of her belly, down to her pussy. She’s already so swollen, so ready, that my finger slips inside easily. I thumb her clit, little circles that elicit mewls of pleasure from Jade. She’s like putty in my hands, and I fucking love it.
“Carter,” she breathes. “I need you. Please.”
I want to make her wait for it, to play with her more and stretch out the moment, but the pent up desire I’ve had for her all day makes it impossible. My cock’s right there against her pussy, so I angle back, and push myself into her.
Jade
I gasp. I don’t know what it is, whether I’m lightheaded from the steam or from the jets of water, but I almost come just as he penetrates me. I hold tight onto the lip of the hot tub, my head sagging as I work to take in his whole length. I try to push my hips back, but he’s holding me in a vise grip. We will go at his pace.
“You feel so good Jade,” Carter whispers, low and dark. There’s an edge in it, as if he too is having trouble keeping himself together, and that’s so sexy.
Once he’s in all the way, he begins to move, nice and easy, never fully pulling out before pushing deeper inside of me. The force of the water makes it hard for him to pull back, but I don’t mind, because he’s filling me up to the brim. I relax, letting my body float in the sloshing hot liquid, leaning against his rock hard body.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he murmurs as he nibbles on my ear. “How fucking good it feels to have you wrapped around me.”
I moan softly as he picks up his speed, his fingers tugging on my nipples as he fucks me hard and deep. I want to say something back, about how much I’ve been thinking about him too, but I can’t. My brain isn’t working, overloaded with the sensation of Carter’s cock as he drives himself into me over and over. Pleasure spikes with every thrust, higher and higher, stoking a fire inside me that sends trembles through my body. I love this feeling, my body yielding to accommodate his thick shaft. I can’t hold out much longer, not with Carter and the jets of water spraying directly onto my clit. There are going to be bruises on my hips from how hard he’s gripping me, angling me, controlling me to heighten my pleasure. I wiggle, hoping to last just a bit, but then he bends me just a bit more, the tip of his cock pushing that spot inside of me, and then there’s a roaring in my ears and-
“Oh God!” I scream as I come, clamping down on him with every muscle, my hands white as I hold on to the edge of the hot tub, spasms wracking my body as he fucks me faster and faster to his own release. Pleasure comes, one wave on top of another, more than I can take. This is like no other experience in the world, better than anything I could ever dream of. And then, all of a sudden he’s out, flipping me around before I know what’s happening and thrusting into me again.
And then it’s there, his thrusts shortening, sharp and hard and fast, until he too comes, my body taking his seed hungrily, desperately. His cock jerks inside of me and I squeeze my walls tightly all around him. A second orgasms washes through me, my whole body shuddering as he thrusts, slowly now as he empties himself into me.
I figure that he’ll pull out again, and then we’ll be done, but instead Carter holds onto me, slowly moving backwards until he’s sitting and I’m on his lap. He kisses me, pushing the hair plastered on my face away.
“You’re gorgeous. Stunning. Beautiful. Amazing,” he says, kissing me between every word.
I tighten my legs around him, loving this feeling of him still inside of me, still connected together. I can’t help it; I think I’m falling in love. What else could explain this feeling? We’re as close as two people can be, an intimate moment stretching beyond just satisfying our physical urges. We’re kissing again, slower this time, taking our time now that the urgency has passed. My heart feels like it’s cracking open, filling up with emotion. Carter finally slips out of me, but I don’t feel empty this time. I feel fulfilled.
He gets out of the hot tub and fetches us some towels. I stand up out of the warm water, and he wraps me up in it.
“Ready?”
I nod. We head back inside, grabbing our clothes along the way. We sneak on tiptoe like two teenagers, because even though Luna sleeps like a log, we don’t want to get caught. Once we’re safely back in Carter’s room, he whips my towel off, pushing me back to the bed. A man like him is never satisfied with just one round after all.
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“It’s time to wake up,” Carter’s low voice rumbles in the dark behind me.
It’s early in the morning and the sun isn’t even up. I remembered to make excuses this time with my mom, so thankfully I won’t be going home to an interrogation again, but this time our worry is Luna. Carter is very protective of her, and I love that about him. Even though he’s only been a dad for a short time, he’s stepped up all the way. Everything must be the best for Luna. It’s so wonderful.
His arm snakes around my waist to cup my breast, squeezing playfully.
“As much as it pains me to say it.”
“I know,” I said, turning to him for a kiss. His cock stiffens behind me, swelling to nestle between my ass cheeks. “I don’t like leaving either.”
“You know, I’ve been thi
nking. Why don’t you become my full time nanny? Then I could offer you room and board. You wouldn’t have to go home every night. You could just stay here. I’m sure Luna would love it too. That little girl already thinks you’re the best thing since sliced bread. I think so too by the way,” he adds with a smile. “We have tons of extra bedrooms, and that way I can have you all to myself every night. And morning… and maybe even afternoon. Basically I want you here by my side where you belong.”
A rush of emotion comes over me. Because even though this is amazing, I wasn’t sure just how long it could go for. A man like Carter could have anybody, let alone a plain Jane like me who almost got expelled out of college and has no idea what she wants to do. I can’t believe that he feels this way about me.
“I would love that,” I say. “Thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me,” he says laughing. “I’m just happy you feel the same way.”
I look into his eyes and kiss him softly.
“I do,” I say fervently. “I do.”
A part of me wishes that I could stay longer so that we can enjoy this intimate moment together, but it’s almost six, and Luna will definitely be waking up soon. Even though she’s such an easygoing kid, even she will want to know why I am staying the night, and that might bring up all sort of other questions. So I reluctantly leave Carter’s bed, hopefully for the last time. He walks me to the door again, which I love. I’m not just some lay for him and it’s definitely more respectful than some of the guys my friends tell me about. That’s the difference between dating a man and a college boy.
Since there’s no way I would go back home so early when I was supposedly out with friends, I grab some breakfast and hit the mall. Along with room and board, Carter is going to be giving me a raise, and I decide that I’ve got to buy more cute underwear. I always wondered who would buy all that fancy lingerie in Victoria’s Secret, swearing that I couldn’t be bothered to make such a fuss, but now I understand. I love the way Carter’s eyes light up when he sees me in lingerie. It’s a hungry, possessive sort of look that only I can inspire, and it seriously turns me on too.