I kissed her lips softly, loving that I was now able to do it. “My mom used to tell me that once in a lifetime you meet someone who will change everything. And you, sweets, are changing everything in my life, and honestly, I’m diggin’ it.”
She stared at me with her blue eyes. “How is it that you’ve never had a girlfriend before? You know all the right things to say.”
“It’s the job, but with you, it’s everything. I want you to be my actual girlfriend.”
She smiled. “I want to be your girlfriend.”
“Good. Now, we’re all alone up here. Kiss me like you mean it.”
She licked her lips and tilted her head down, brushing her lips against mine before I took over, deepening the kiss and making her moan like she did with our first one.
“Tess …”
“Hmm?” she asked against my mouth.
“I want you.”
“You have me.”
“All of you,” I clarified.
She broke her mouth from mine. “It’s been a long time.”
“How long?”
“Over five years.”
I balked. “That’s—”
Tessa sighed. “I haven’t had sex since the night Colt was conceived.”
“Damn, sweets,” I breathed. “That’s a long time.”
“I know.”
I stared into her blue eyes. “That’s a lot of sex we’re going to have to make up for.”
She stared back and grinned. “Okay.”
“Starting now?”
Tessa started to nod, and I didn’t need more of a green light. I stood, picking her up in the process, and turned her so that she sat on the counter next to us. Pulling her legs, I brought her to the edge and slid my hands up her thighs until they were under her dress. The moment my fingers brushed against her pussy, I felt how wet she was.
“We’re about to find out the answer.”
“What answer?” she asked.
“If you taste like cotton candy.”
I tugged on her panties, bringing them down her legs and dropping the black lace to the floor. She stared down at me as I got onto my knees, pushing her dress up past her hips. This moment had been played in my head on repeat since the night I met Tessa—even when I thought we’d only be friends. I’d stroke my dick, imagining it was her, wishing it was her, wanting it to be her. But now …
Now it wasn’t going to be my fucking imagination.
It was going to be real.
The moment my tongue took its first swipe up her slit, she moaned and I groaned. I felt like a starving man despite the fact that we’d just had dinner. Her pussy was sweet on my tongue as I licked and sucked and made her moan over and over. Replacing my mouth with my hand, I pumped my finger inside of her. She was tight and wet and fuckable, so fucking fuckable, but given that it had been years since she last had a dick inside of her, I knew she needed more time.
When she was ready, I stuck another finger in. “I have my answer,” I stated.
“What is it?” she panted.
“You don’t taste like cotton candy, sweets.”
“I don’t?”
“You taste fucking better.”
She moaned at my words. “Let me see. Kiss me.”
I didn’t hesitate as I stood, my fingers still inside of her, and crashed my mouth against hers, letting her taste her arousal coating my lips. My fingers pumped deep inside of her as she leaned back against the mirror and started to ride my fingers as I worked her, our tongues still dancing together.
“I’m close,” she gasped against my lips.
Pumping my fingers harder and faster, I worked her deep, making sure to hook my fingers, which caused her hips to buck. “That’s it,” I coaxed, breaking our kiss so I could look at her face. I wanted to see her come. Wanted to watch as the pleasure raced through her body. Wanted to know what she looked like when she came apart so I could use that memory when I jerked off.
And then Tessa shattered, her body jerking as she climaxed around my fingers. The scent of her arousal filled the air, and I groaned, aching to be inside of her. Needing to be inside of her. Wanting to feel her pussy clench my dick and not just my fingers.
I couldn’t wait any longer to be inside of her, so while she came down from her orgasm, I worked my pants and freed my cock. Spreading her wide, I stepped forward, aligning my shaft to her pussy, and inched in slowly.
“Fuck, Tess. You’re so fucking tight.”
“Just fuck me already,” she demanded, reaching around my back and pulling my ass forward. I slid inside of her, her pussy clenching at the intrusion. She hissed. “Fuck.”
“Greedy are we?”
“Yes,” she panted. “It’s been too long.”
“Then you better hold on because once I get going, I’m not going to be able to stop until we’re both spent.”
Tessa’s hips began to move, and I followed, taking that as my cue to fuck her.
And fuck her I did.
I spread her legs out, my fists holding onto her ankles. She was spread wide, her pussy on display as I rocked into her. She pulsed as I drove into her as deep as I could go with each thrust. Her gaze met mine, and the look of pleasure radiating off of her was enough to make me tip over the edge.
“I’ve got you. Let go.” Our eyes stayed locked, and I picked her up off the counter and carried her to the ledge near the tub, the entire time staying inside of her.
After placing her down with her back against the granite, I laced her fingers with mine above her head and continued my rhythm. We slid against the hard surface, and I second guessed where I’d chosen to bring her. But then she was climbing again, her pussy pulsing as I pushed into her over and over.
“You feel so good,” I groaned, increasing the speed of my pumps.
“Yes,” Tessa panted. “So good. I’m gonna come again.”
Reaching between us, I rubbed her clit, my hips still working inside of her. She moaned, her back arching off the smooth surface, and I groaned as I came as well. We were spent—at least I was—and I collapsed, spinning us so she was laying on top of me and I wasn’t crushing her.
Her head rested on my chest as our breathing returned to normal. After several moments, Tessa leaned up and looked into my eyes. “That was …”
“Worth the wait?”
She grinned. “Yeah.”
I leaned up and pressed my lips to hers. “Not gonna be the last time either.”
“Good.”
I faintly heard the DJ announce it was the final dance. “We better get cleaned up and say our goodbyes to the bride and groom.”
“I’m not sure I can walk.” She grinned.
I chuckled. “What every man wants to hear after they’ve fucked a beautiful lady.” I sat up. “While I would love to sit here all night with my dick inside of you, it’s not my house, and we have to go say goodbye.”
Tessa’s eyes widened, and she scurried off of my lap. “Oh shit. You’re right. We just fucked in your boss’s bathroom.”
I brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. “Trust me, he won’t care. He runs an escort service.” I started to stand so I could right my pants when Tessa gasped.
“What?” I asked.
“We didn’t use a condom,” she groaned, running toward the toilet and grabbing toilet paper to clean herself.
“Oh fuck. I’m so sorry, Tess. I’ve never gone without before. I swear. I’m clean.”
“I’m clean too, obviously, but I’m not on birth control.”
My eyes were the ones to widen this time. “You’re not?”
“I wasn’t getting laid, remember?”
“Right.” I ran my hand on the back of my neck. “Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out.”
“I can’t believe this,” she stated, snatching her panties off the floor.
“Hey.” I moved to her and wrapped her in my arms. “It will be okay. You’ve managed to have Colton on your own, and this time, you won’t be alone if you do get p
regnant.”
“I can’t think about this right now.”
“Okay. Let’s go say goodbye, and then after Paul and Joss leave, I’ll take you home.”
“Okay.” She stepped into her underwear. “I can’t believe this happened again.”
“Well.” I smirked. “In your defense, I’m pretty irresistible,” I teased.
Tessa’s gaze cut to me and she chuckled, shaking her head. “You are, but that’s no excuse.”
I buttoned my pants and then wrapped her in my arms again as I tried to comfort her. “It will be okay. We’re adults, and adults have babies all the time. Plus, we don’t even know if you will get pregnant.”
“I know. I’m just mad at myself because I let it happen again.”
“We’ll be okay.”
I meant every word. I wasn’t ready to be a father, but I loved kids—it’s why I became a teacher. Besides, I truly believed things happened for a reason. There was a reason Tessa was the stripper for Gabe’s bachelor party. There was a reason I couldn’t get her out of my head. There was a reason I was going to be Colton’s teacher. And there was a reason, after all the sex I’d had in my life, that Tessa was the one to make me lose my mind and forget to use a condom.
We made it down to the backyard just as Paul and Joss were saying their goodbyes. Afterward, with the party winding down, I drove Tessa back to her apartment. We didn’t say much as I made the drive, and when I pulled up to her complex, she hesitated before getting out.
“You know I’m not mad at you, right?”
No, I didn’t know that. I assumed she was. “You’re not?”
“I’m disappointed in myself.”
I grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. “I promise you everything will turn out fine. Let’s not worry until we know for sure.”
She smiled tightly at me. “You’re right.”
“Good. Now, let’s go let Sophia go home.”
“Okay.”
We both got out of my SUV, and I grabbed her hand as we walked up to her apartment. After Tessa used her key to get in, we stepped inside to see Sophia sleeping as she sat on the couch, a book resting on her chest. When the door clicked shut, she started.
“You’re home.”
“We are,” Tessa stated. “Thank you so much for watching Colt.”
Sophia stood. “You know I would, anytime. I love you both.”
“Thank you,” Tessa replied.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Sophia turned and looked at me. “I’m starting to love you too.”
I stepped to her and kissed her cheek. “Feeling’s mutual.”
She patted my cheek and then turned and opened the door before saying goodbye and leaving. I turned to Tessa, ready to tell her goodnight, but she stepped over to me and shut the door.
“Stay?”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“Okay,” I agreed.
Tessa locked the door behind me and then took my hand. “Melony gave me condoms.”
“Did she now?”
She shrugged and turned off the lamp by the couch. “She wanted me to be prepared. I didn’t realize I’d need them at the wedding.”
“Sweets, we’re going to need them every fucking day.”
But, I was wrong.
Because the next morning would be the last time I’d see Tessa until her wedding day to someone else.
Something told me to not let Vinny go home.
Maybe it was because after hearing Spencer’s story, I realized life was dangerous and I needed to take more precautions to stay safe. Or maybe it was because I freaked out after sex with Vinny. The sex was amazing, but I’d once again had unprotected sex, and this time, I wasn’t even drunk. I was so wrapped up in the fact that this hot guy—who was now my boyfriend—took charge and made me feel things I’d never felt before. And I wasn’t only talking about down below. He made me feel special, cared for. Safe.
I didn’t want him to go home after Sophia left for the night. I wanted to know what it would feel like going to sleep wrapped in his arms and wake up just the same. Though, when I woke up the next morning, he wasn’t in my bed, and there was a slight moment of sadness that washed through me until I smelled bacon.
Walking down the hall, I peeked into Colton’s room and noticed he wasn’t in there. When I rounded the corner into the living room, I assumed he’d be in front of the TV, PAW Patrol playing. He wasn’t. No, Colton was sitting at the dining room table, iPad in hand, a plate with a waffle covered in strawberry jam cut into triangles in front of him.
“You made him breakfast?” I asked Vinny, eyeing him in his boxers and the undershirt he’d had on under his tux.
“A boy’s gotta eat.”
My heart swelled as I walked over to give Colton a kiss on the top of his head. For so long I’d always assumed that no man would want my baggage. And while Colton wasn’t necessarily baggage, he still required a lot of my time. I moved to Vinny and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head against his back. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Are we having waffles too?”
“And bacon.”
“And coffee?”
“And whatever you want. I have a few hours before I need to head out.”
“Right.” I sighed and turned to the cabinet to grab a coffee mug.
“Hey.” Vinny stepped to me and brushed my hair behind my shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’m going to go meet with my client, tell her that I’m taking time off, and give her Brad’s name. In fact, I’m going to reimburse her for the date.”
“You can do that?”
“Of course, minus Mark’s fee.”
“Okay.”
“And then, how about I go home, grab a change of clothes and my toothbrush, and meet you back here tonight?”
“I’d like that.”
“Good.” Vinny kissed my temple. “Now, bacon is almost ready, and I’m starving for more than just food, sweets.”
“Then you should have stayed in bed.”
He laughed and moved back to the stove. “I should have, but when I woke up, I heard cartoons and knew Colt was up. I wanted to give you more time to rest.”
I poured myself a cup of coffee. “Plus, I’m sore.”
“Then take some aspirin. Because before I leave, I’m eating again.”
As soon as Colton was down for his morning nap, Vinny led me to my bedroom. “Aspirin kick in yet?” I nodded, and he spun me then nudged me to sit on the side of the bed. “Good because I need dessert.”
“Dessert after breakfast?” I chuckled.
He shrugged and started to remove his clothes. “We’re adults. We can have dessert whenever we want.”
“Is that so?” I was grinning like a fool, but honestly, I couldn’t stop myself. This man had that effect on me.
“Yeah, sweets. Now lay back and let me have my candy.”
I did as instructed. After removing my pajama bottoms, Vinny spread me open and feasted on me until I was using a pillow to swallow my moans. When I finally pulled the pillow away after coming down from my high, he was standing before me, a condom on his impressive, hard length.
“On your stomach,” he ordered.
Without hesitation, I threw my top off. I flipped over and moved into the center of the bed. The mattress dipped, and the warmth of his body radiated against my back as he leaned against me, kissing my back with his soft lips.
“While I love your tits, I’m going to fuck you from behind so deep that you’ll feel me in your belly.”
I swallowed, my pussy clenching at the picture he was painting.
“And I’m not going to stop until you’re screaming into the pillow again.”
I nodded and grabbed the pillow by my head, getting it ready once again so we didn’t wake Colt. Vinny’s lips returned to my back, kissing down it as his hard length slid across my skin until he was nudging my legs apart, lifting my hips slightly and then sinking into me
. He started to pump, his cock hitting the spot that caused a warm sensation to race through my body.
“Oh, God,” I moaned.
Vinny’s thrusts increased in speed, and he leaned across my back and captured my mouth with his. Our tongues dueled, and once again I was getting closer and closer to tipping over the edge. Our mouths broke apart, and he went harder, the bed hitting the wall with each drive of his hips. All the years didn’t have sex were now being made up for by this man. He knew just the right angle to work, and I was lucky I was finally able to have him.
It didn’t take long before my body came apart again, my face pressed into a pillow as I moaned my release. I expected Vinny to follow, but instead, he continued his slow drives for a few more thrusts. Once my climax had subsided, he rose, hooked his arm under my belly and lifted me so my back was curved against his front. We were both on our knees as he held me and drove up into me. His hands caressed my breasts, his teeth nipped at my bare shoulder, and I was enjoying the ride.
“You gonna give me three?” he challenged.
I nodded even though I wasn’t sure if I could, but I’d give this man anything if he kept making my body feel as amazing as it did.
“Yeah, you are. Your tight pussy feels incredible around my dick, sweets. And when you can’t walk tonight at that party, all the guys are going to know you were fucked good.”
I moaned my response, not able to form a word as his cock pounded into me.
“And then, when we get back here tonight, we’re going to do it all over again.”
Vinny’s mouth found mine again before I could respond—even though I likely couldn’t being so lost for words—and we kissed. His hands roamed my body, and once again I chased the orgasm on the brink of exploding inside of me. Never, and I mean never, had I ever had three orgasms given to me by someone else, but it was happening.
With a few more hard and deep thrusts, I was coming, my moans swallowed by Vinny’s kiss, and then he was groaning his own release. I sagged against him, not able to move.
“Now, I need a nap,” he admitted as he kissed my shoulder.
“Me, too.”
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