by Claire Adams
I walked back out of the room and was surprised to see that Justin was sitting in a waiting chair.
“Hey. I wasn’t expecting to see you today,” I said, but I realized I should elaborate more. I didn’t want him to think I was upset that he just dropped by. “I mean, I don’t mind that you’re here, of course. It’s a nice surprise.” I said it with a bright smile.
I felt incredibly nervous without knowing why. He met my family, and they absolutely loved both him and Margie. Dinner was a total success and yet, seeing Justin sitting in my waiting room filled me with a fresh wave of nerves.
Justin smiled, and I nearly fainted. He had the best smile I’d ever seen on a man. I loved every smile he sent my way. I knew I needed to get a hold of my emotions before he saw through my façade.
“I just wanted to talk to you. If you aren’t busy,” he said and glanced around as if he hadn’t yet checked to see if someone was there.
“My next client isn’t for a couple of hours. I can talk. Are you okay?” I moved and sat next to him in another waiting chair. I felt weird standing there when he was asking if we could talk. I hoped that he wasn’t going to tell me he couldn’t pretend to be my boyfriend anymore. My heart rate had picked up, and I could hear it pounding in my ears.
“I’m still stressed about my next fight,” he admitted.
I let out the breath I’d been holding and hoped he didn’t notice. I placed a hand on his arm. I was big on showing affection to people who really needed it. “You’re going to do great. You are going to win. You need to put the last fight behind you because you did win it. It doesn’t matter how close you came to losing, you won, Justin. That is all that matters.”
“I know, but it still really bothers me how close I came to not winning. My next fight is coming up, Anna,” he said, and then he looked into my eyes. “I really need you there.”
He put emphasis a strong emphasis on the word “really.” My heart ached for him, and I wanted nothing more than to comfort him.
“I know,” I started to say, but he cut me off. It didn’t bother me because I could sense the amount of fear he felt.
“No, you don’t. I’m serious; I need you there. You don’t understand… If you aren’t there, I’ll lose for sure.”
“I don’t think that’s true.”
“But it is. Please. I can’t do this without you, and I cannot afford to lose.”
It was weird that I’d been thinking he was coming to say he didn’t want to pretend anymore when it was almost the complete opposite. He was begging me go to his fight.
“Of course, I will be there,” I said. “Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, will stop me from coming.”
“Thank you. You really are amazing, you know that?” he said. And then he grabbed my face and started kissing me. I think it might have been a thank you kiss at first, but it quickly turned into a passion-filled, lustful kiss.
“I want you,” he groaned against my lips.
“Is this your favorite place to have sex?” I said with a laugh, but I stood up all the same. I held out my hand, which he quickly grabbed, and moved to lock the front door. I led him back into the massage room. As soon as the door was closed, our mouths were back on each other once again.
Justin gently picked me up and carried me the few steps to the massage table. He set me down on it and stood between my legs. I could feel his erection pressing into me through our clothes. We kissed for a few more minutes. His lips were so soft; I couldn’t get enough of them.
We pulled apart, and he helped me remove my shirt, and I did the same for him.
The friction between us was hotter than ever. Our sexual chemistry was undeniable, but I felt so much more than just desire this time.
He went back to kissing me; this time he left little kisses in a trail down my neck to my breasts, where he stopped at the edge of my bra.
He pulled my pants off so I was sitting on the table in just my bra and panties. It was a vulnerable position to be in, but I didn’t mind. Justin never made me feel uncomfortable.
“You are so gorgeous. You know that?” he said. He stood there and stared at me for a few seconds.
“Thank you,” I said. I felt a little shy, but it was easing away the more turned on I became.
I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I let it slide down my arms and onto the floor. I was only in my panties. The feeling of vulnerability was quickly turning into a daring confidence.
“I wish I could look at you like this all the time,” he said and started kissing my neck. He moved down to my breasts and this time didn’t stop. He sucked on my nipples as I had my arms wrapped around his neck. It felt so good, and I was getting more and more excited. He moved from my left nipple to my right, teasing me mercilessly.
Then he stopped and removed his pants. He pulled a condom out of the side pocket before he tossed them to the floor beside him. He then removed his boxers and my panties and told me to lay back. I did as he asked and spread my legs automatically.
I watched him roll the condom onto his hard shaft. It was an erotic sight, and I was more than ready to feel him. He moved between my legs, and I felt him press his cock against my clit, where he gently moved it up and down. The feeling made me squirm. I wanted him inside of me. I didn’t know how much longer I could wait.
He slowly entered me, filling me up with the feel of him. The sensations he was already creating felt amazing.
We both moaned in pleasure when he began to move in and out of me. He did it slowly, gently. Every single motion was pure ecstasy, and I found that I almost enjoyed this more than rough sex.
“Mmm, Anna,” he moaned into my ear.
He leaned down so our chests touched, and I had my legs wrapped around him. The skin-to-skin contact, mixed with the slow motion of him moving in and out of me was almost too much for me to take.
“Oh, Justin,” I moaned. “Don’t stop.”
He picked up the pace a little bit, but I don’t think he wanted to ruin the moment, so he kept going at a moderate speed. He was so deep inside of me, and the feelings of pleasure were so overwhelming.
“You like that?” he asked and started moving a little harder. His thrusts were still slow, but they were suddenly harder, more insistent.
I liked it so much that I couldn’t speak. I could hardly move. I nodded my head and focused on the feeling of his body on mine and his dick sliding smoothly in and out.
It was too much.
“I think I’m going to come,” I said.
“Oh yeah?” he said breathlessly. He moved a little faster, but not too much faster, and I started to feel my body tense up before an explosion of pleasure. I felt Justin throb inside of me and then he relaxed on top of me.
We stayed like that for a few more minutes, enjoying our post-coital glow.
“Thank you,” he said and gave me a kiss before he climbed off me.
“No, thank you,” I said with a wink. I climbed off the table and started putting my clothes back on. The sex had been so tender and gentle, not at all what we usually did. Justin was never barbaric with me, but this was the first time it felt more emotional than physical. I enjoyed every moment of it.
After we got dressed, I followed him out to the waiting room area and unlocked the door.
“What did my dad say to you?” I asked him suddenly. I almost forgot to bring it up.
“When?” he asked.
“When he pulled you away, and you guys were all secretive.”
Justin kissed me. “That’s for me to know, and for you to not know,” he said and then winked.
“I’m serious, what was it about?” I tried to hide my smile.
“We were just talking sports.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Really? That’s it?”
“Yeah, pretty much. He said he would invite Margie and me to a Patriots game sometime.”
I studied his face to see if he was telling the truth or not, and when I decided he wasn’t lying, I said, “Okay. I
believe you. And yes, the box seats are a lot of fun.”
Justin laughed. “Feel better?”
“I guess so,” I said.
I gave him a hug. “Thanks for that. You know… in there.”
“No, thank you,” he said, repeating my words from before. He kissed me and added, “I’ll call you later?”
I nodded my head. “Sure.”
I didn’t want to admit it out loud yet in case he didn’t feel the same, but at that moment, I realized something huge: I was starting to fall in love with Justin.
It was hard for me to get through the rest of the day. I had a hard time concentrating on the math I had to do and figured I would just get it done tomorrow. I left the studio early and headed home, but I couldn’t get Justin or the amazing sex we just had off my mind.
That night, as I was laying on my couch, my phone rang. I glanced at and smiled. It was him.
“Hey, you. I was wondering if you were going to call,” I said with a laugh.
“I told you I would. I was waiting to put Margie down for bed.”
“Makes sense,” I said.
“How are your parents?” he asked.
“They’re good. They want to take the three of us to a theme park on Saturday,” I said before I quickly added, “If you guys aren’t busy. I’m not sure how long they plan to stick around this time, but I know they want to see you guys again.”
Justin made a “hmm” noise for a minute. “I’ve got to think about that.”
My heart dropped, and then I heard him laugh.
“Just kidding. We are free and would love to go.”
“Has she ever been to a theme park?” I asked him.
“Nope. I think she will love it though. Please tell your parents thank you for us if you talk to them before Saturday,” he said.
“I will. Are you doing any better?” I asked. “You know, after today?” I winked.
“Of course. It’s like magic,” he said with a laugh.
I laughed. “Oh please. You just say that because you have to right now.”
“I’m serious,” he said. “Best pussy I’ve ever had.”
“Oh my god! Justin,” I said, laughing. “I’m glad to know I do it for you.”
We talked for two hours that night. It was easy and fun. We laughed and flirted. I hadn’t talked on the phone for that long since I was in high school. It made me feel young, and I could feel myself falling for him more and more. He was so easy for me to talk to, and he was always making me laugh. The sex was amazing, which was a total plus for me.
“I didn’t realize how late it was,” he said, sleepily.
“I know. Thank you for staying up and talking to me for so long,” I responded.
“You’re welcome. Get some sleep, Anna.”
“You too, I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay, goodnight, gorgeous,” he said, and I was glad he couldn’t see my cheeks flush pink.
“Goodnight, Justin,” I said.
I hung up the phone and rolled onto my side. I had moved to my bed an hour into our conversation. I knew I was going to sleep well that night. Just thinking about Justin brought me peace.
Chapter Nineteen
Justin
I woke up feeling better than I had in a long time. The sky seemed a little bluer, the sun a little more yellow, the grass a little greener. I couldn’t help the overwhelming feelings of love I was starting to feel. As I got Margie ready for our adventure to the theme park with Anna, Ally, and their parents, I couldn’t help but notice that she might be just as in love with Anna as I was.
“Will you go on rides with me?” she asked as I combed through her hair.
“Of course, I will, sweetheart,” I promised.
“Do you think Anna will go on rides with me?” she asked.
“I know she will.” Anna was always so amazing with Margie. I could see and feel how much she cared about my daughter, and I had to admit it was the biggest turn on for me. It was the reason I started falling in love with her, the reason I wanted to spend every waking moment with her.
Margie’s smile said it all. I don’t think I had ever seen her more excited than in that moment. She had never been to a theme park before. She had never even been to a carnival before.
“How long will it take to get there?” This was the third or fourth time she asked me that question.
“It’s just about two hours away,” I said.
“That’s so far,” she whined.
I laughed. “I know, but it will be worth the drive. I promise,” I said and put her hair into a ponytail. “Go get your socks. You have to wear your tennis shoes today.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she said and ran to her room.
She came out with her socks on. “Is it time to go yet?” she asked.
I laughed at her. “Not quite, sweetheart. Are you excited?”
She nodded her head, and it reminded me of those bobblehead collectibles.
“I wish I could take you everywhere. To all of the cool places around.” I felt sad that I couldn’t do that for my daughter. She deserved so much more than I gave her. I wanted to give her the world, but with all the bills I was up against, it was next to impossible.
“I don’t need to go everywhere,” she said.
I cocked my head to the side and asked, “Why’s that?”
“I love just being with you, Daddy,” she said. My heart felt like it would burst out of my chest.
I loved my daughter more than anything in this world, and every time she said things like that, it made me want to cry. She was the sweetest little girl I’d ever known, and I knew I had her mom to thank for that. I was glad she had that trait because I knew she would give everyone a chance. She would not be quick to judge someone and would always be accepting of others.
Margie wanted to color while I got ready, so I pulled out her crayons and coloring book and placed them at the kitchen table. She sat in a chair and went to work.
I went into my room and changed out of my t-shirt and basketball shorts. I wanted to help Margie get ready first. She still had a hard time remembering to brush her hair properly and when that happened, she would get big knots in the back.
I put on a pair of khaki shorts and a black Rockstar t-shirt I’d received for free after my second big win. I still loved the shirt and wore it quite often. I sprayed myself with my cologne, wanting to make sure I smelled good for Anna.
When I was finished, Margie was still sitting at the table coloring, but then she looked up at me. “Now is it time to go?” The impatient tone she used told me she was tired of waiting.
“Yes. Now, it’s time to go,” I said and walked with her to our car. I buckled her up, and we drove to Anna’s house where she was standing outside in the front with her parents and Ally. We were told to meet at 10:00, and it was 9:50 when I pulled up. I had to admit that I was trying to impress her parents. Especially her dad.
Margie ran over to Anna as soon as I helped her get unbuckled, and I watched as Anna picked her up and gave her a big hug. I smiled as I walked over to join the rest of them.
“Good morning, Justin,” Millie said and gave me a hug. I was going to have to get used to the affection they showed.
“Good morning, Millie. You’re looking beautiful today,” I wasn’t lying when I said this; she really was gorgeous.
She laughed. “Stop it,” she said and lightly hit my arm.
I held out my hand to Tom. “Good morning, Tom.”
“Good morning, Justin,” he said as he shook it. “You have a strong handshake. I like that.”
“You have to in the military,” I said with a laugh.
Tom laughed. “Yes, that you do.”
“Good morning, Ally,” I said, giving her a small nod.
“Morning,” she said.
Then I turned to Anna. “Good morning, beautiful,” I said and gave her a hug and a small kiss. I wasn’t sure what her limits were regarding affection in front of her parents. I thought it was best.
“Good morning, handsome,” she said. Then she turned her attention back to Margie. “Are you excited?”
“I’m so excited!” she yelled.
Everyone laughed.
“Good, because I am too!” Anna said.
“Are you gonna go on rides with me?” she asked.
“Of course, I am,” Anna said.
We piled into Anna’s parents van. I had moved Margie’s booster seat over already. I was glad she wasn’t in a car seat anymore. It was much easier to move a booster seat to another vehicle.
She wanted to sit by a window in the very back row, but she also wanted Anna to sit right next to her. Ally and I sat in the two seats in the middle row.
In the back, there were two T.V. screens that played movies.
“I bought this movie. Do you want to watch it?” Millie asked, handing back the movie Moana.
Margie let out an excited squeal. “Thank you, Mrs. Anna’s mom!”
Millie laughed. “You can call me Nana and him Papa, if you want.”
Margie smiled “Okay, thank you, Nana!”
Millie loaded the movie into the DVD player, and we pulled out of the parking lot.
We got to the park, and it was already packed full of people. Margie practically flew out of the car. She had been bouncing around in her booster seat almost the whole car ride. She just couldn’t contain her excitement, and it made me feel good that she was able to experience something like this.
“What do you want to do first?” Millie asked Margie after we walked into the kiddie land area of the theme park.
“I want to ride the roller coaster!” Margie yelled, excitedly. “But I’m scared; will you ride with me, Daddy?”
“Of course, lead the way,” I said and followed her to the line for the kid coaster.
It took fifteen minutes before we could get on the ride.
“We’re next,” I said to Margie as we watched the ride take off.
“I’m scared, Daddy,” she said.
“We don’t have to do this one. But I promise you, it will be more fun than it will be scary.”