The soft blanket of hair covering his thigh did its best to call her own body to a swelling point but she resisted. With her left hand working his thick thigh she made sure to keep her belly lifted by supporting herself on her knees and right elbow. It limited what she could do with her right hand but found he must enjoy the way she used it to smooth the thick, wiry hairs surrounding his erection. When she splayed her fingers as wide as she could and drove her thumb down and under his balls, massaging more small circles along the edges of his tight flesh, his hips thrust up and she got a face full of Stefan’s sex. He cursed which gave her a chance to regain her own control.
Dani went back to work, her hands still in their caressing places, Stefan’s butt flat again on the ground. His hips had fallen more open too. She thought about glancing up, curious to see what he looked like when he was getting a blow job. Were his hands folded cockily behind his head? Did he like watching her face so close to his swollen cock? But just the thought of what he might look like right now added a tremble to her arms and she felt herself begin to warm. A tingle sprang to life inside her.
Stop, she thought, reprimanding herself. She couldn’t think about what his pleasure looked like because that would in turn bring her so much sexual joy as a woman. She could only give him the pleasure. Be like him, she thought. Deliver her touches straight up. No thinking. Suck his cock with the muscles and walls of her mouth and tongue, not her heart. Let him come, finally, let him have that much before they parted.
Dani spread her knees and pivoted back for a better position. Her butt stuck out and the tip of her nose collided with his cock, but she didn’t care. His hand couldn’t have been up behind his head because in that same second, it was in her hair. Massaging her ear. His thumb stroked her temple.
She took the swollen tip of his cock into her mouth and once she had the first couple of inches of his thickness firmly inside, she took her right hand that had kept his hairs from tickling her nose and found his hand, pulling it away from her head. She guided his hand down and pressed it to the grass instead.
She pulled back, letting his cock slick with her saliva rest at the side of her face for a moment. “If you want this, you can’t touch me, Stefan.”
He grunted. She had to look up and see his face. Know that he understood her, that they were on the same page.
His eyes held her the second they locked on each other. A hard pain, but one that looked to be bringing him exquisite pleasure covered his face. Like his hand was inside a flame but what he was touching at the flame’s center was the best feeling in the world. But she wasn’t supposed to be caring about those details.
“I want you,” he said.
“Shhh,” she said with her lips playing at his sensitive tip. Already she tasted his salty leave leaking from it.
Dani dipped her head back to her task and ran her tongue down his shaft. Off to the side, she saw his hand move toward her and then he withdrew it, out of her sight. She assumed he must have gone ahead and locked his fingers behind his head because in the small space she allowed herself to glance around, Stefan’s hands were nowhere to be found. God yes, he wanted this from her.
She shut out the sounds of the crickets and the occasional ruffling of tree leaves to maximize the rhythm of his breaths, especially on the exhale when they became throaty and laced with deep moans. Dani fitted him back into her mouth, overcome with the sensations of having this worldly man at her mercy. She felt every inch of his smooth, hot skin as she tried to take more of him in. She wanted this to be good for him, not comparable to any he’d had before. She wanted to feel him all the way to the back of her throat but needed air and a chance to swallow. She slowly came off of him for a breath and to prepare better now that she knew his thickness and how much she could take in at once.
Before diving back down on him, she used each hand to spread his legs open wider. They fell easily. She tried resting her elbows between his thighs but it was very uncomfortable as the tiny pebbles in the soil dug into her skin and she fidgeted. Breaking the rule she thought she’d made clear, his hands were on her and she nearly pushed them away until she realized he was bringing her elbows up to rest on the tops of his thighs. That was much more comfortable. She watched as he then clasped his hands behind his head, his abs contracted as he held his shoulder blades just slightly above the ground.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
He just held his lips closed tightly and watched her.
Dani used her hands to stroke his cock while she swirled her tongue over the head. His hips lifted for a second and then came back down. She sucked his tip into her mouth harder now and he bucked again. When his butt came off the ground with that thrust, she slid her hands underneath to cup and support him. His ass was soft and smooth and she loved the feel of it in her hands. She felt him push down with his tight butt muscles this time instead of lifting up like he was pinning her there. She gave him another squeeze, accepting he probably liked a bit more control when he was with a woman.
“Oh fuck, Dani.”
She would have teased him by asking what he was moaning about and what he wanted more of but that would only serve to turn her on. That could not happen. The dark vibration she got from his three simple words nearly brought her away from the steely focus she had to put in to this blow job in order not to have herself coming right along with him.
Focus, she told herself.
Aware she was only going to be able to deny her need for him for so much longer, she got serious. One hand fisted around him at the base of his long and thick cock. She didn’t need to hold him up straight because he was so hard he did that on his own. She did hold him still so that her mouth wouldn’t have to worry about doing it. With the other hand she intended to extend his pleasure, and decided to run it up the center of his stomach. His abdominal muscles contracted again under her fingers and she rubbed up and down, adding her fingernails to the mix. His entire lower section shuddered and again, his hips thrust up. But this was good. He didn’t do it just once. His hips rose and lowered in a steady rhythm that coincided with his breathing. She relaxed her neck and throat, tried to forget how tight her lips felt with them stretched around his thick cock. Tried to block out that this thrusting was his body’s natural rhythm, the one she’d have had all to herself if they’d been able to make love.
He moaned louder. She responded by bobbing her head in rhythm to his thrusts and breaths. So full of him, she felt when his cock expanded several times. His body had to be preparing to pump his semen out and she prayed she’d be able to stay for him, drinking him in and not pull away.
He didn’t say her name again, just breathed loudly like he might be doing it through gritted teeth. Finally she heard a thud near where his head would be, like he’d thrown it back against the ground and one final grunt then the back of her throat was bathed in hot spurts of his cum. For a second she tried to stay calm and loose enough to swallow it down but she had to come off of him and breathe. Had to stop and forget and find her control.
She hadn’t realized until now that her heart was racing.
Long, deep and slow breaths. That’s what she needed.
“I don’t know what to say, sweetheart.” His voice so tender and low surprised her as he wiped at her chin where some of him had spilled. “I want to be inside you, so fucking badly right now.”
She swallowed, his saltiness still on her, splashed on the sides of her mouth, under her tongue. She was about to remind him why he couldn’t but that she appreciated the sentiment when he reached out with one long arm and scooped her to his chest. He kissed her in the next second. His tongue nudged her lips to open, not taking no for an answer, and then he devoured her mouth. She shouldn’t but he wasn’t having it any other way. Only for a few moments, she told herself. Without her needing to interfere and remind, he slowed and then placed one final closing kiss over her lips.
If he hadn’t have stopped when he did just now, she’d have orgasmed. That quickly, simply from tha
t kiss. “Don’t go,” he whispered into her ear.
“I have to,” she said hurriedly to him. “Back inside. Your mom, she shouldn’t find us together.” Dani grabbed her forehead and was just about up on her feet when she realized something else she needed to do for him. “Stefan, there is one promise I want you to make me.”
“What?”
“Take your mom to Nashville.” She wanted him to have his mom, knowing his soul would never be whole until he felt he’d done right by Gina. She wanted this man’s heart to heal, at any cost, so he’d be capable of giving it to someone someday. Dani would make her own way, somehow. “I’ve decided to go back to school. But I can’t do that knowing your mom needs me here. Take her, Stefan. You’ll be doing me a favor taking her with you.” She wanted to walk back and cup his jaw but had to get to her own bed and talk herself down from this crazy ride. She felt the tingles with each step she took over the cool, solid ground. A tear leaked down her cheek.
Please let that have worked.
****
Stars.
That’s what he’d seen just now. Felt them too. He laid his hand over his chest where it burned from the inside out at what she’d just said and done for him.
He hoped like hell it was true that she wanted to go back to school. He’d get Benny to help him keep tabs on her and her tuition would be paid for in full, secretly of course because she was a stubborn pain in the ass about that shit.
The problem was, he knew what Dani was really doing. Sacrificing her livelihood to make taking his mom away easier for him. In a way, it’s what Dad had done to get Mom to finish school. Hell, maybe it’s what Mom had done, kicking Stefan out, to get him away from a town that would always see him in a bad light. Sacrifice.
Stefan took a deep breath and rubbed between his legs with the blanket in hand. He then rolled over onto his side. Dog tired, he couldn’t sleep now. Not after that.
He wanted inside her. All the way, everywhere. Fuck, in her heart, where he didn’t belong. He couldn’t fuck with her that way. She was gonna be a mom soon. But he couldn’t stay away.
He doubled his pillow and cranked his neck until it fit comfortably enough that he could close his eyes and hope for sleep.
In the morning, he told himself. Dani had her appointment. She’d get her answers and that would resolve her worries about being with him. Just once before he left. He wanted to give himself to this woman, all the way, no stops, no holding back. He’d ring every last ounce out of her and fill her back up. She’d never forget. He’d never forget.
He pulled his lips in tight, holding his breath for as long as he could until a yawn forced the air out.
He also had his own phone call to make. He’d always trusted Trista and she’d be able to tell him how to be with Dani and not hurt her baby. Because after tonight, Stefan knew one thing for certain. He wanted to make love to Dani. He also knew she could now claim something no other woman had. She was his first love.
Chapter Twenty
At some point today, Dani was going to need a moment alone, when she wasn’t driving and needing to pay attention to the road, or sitting at the pancake house stuffing her mouth with Will, Stefan and Gina, to look at her little black and white photo of him.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t contain the smile. Her little guy, he was so tiny. She was bursting to share the news from her checkup and she hadn’t felt happy and bursting at the same time in a long time.
The four of them stood inside Moonlight’s official rose gardens, talking about how the pancakes had tasted as good as they remembered and how fragrant the air always was here this time of year. Will, gracious as always, agreed, going on today’s experience alone. Gina looked wonderful. Her color was healthy, rivaling the peach of one of their favorite rose bushes. Dani noted that she stood near Stefan but not on his arm. Her balance had held through the first two thirds of the gardens today.
“So everything went well at your appointment?” Dani asked Mrs. C, smiling. She’d been too hungry at brunch and too busy smelling all the new blooms to talk. “I’m sorry I couldn’t go with you guys.” Dani didn’t make up a lie, but didn’t share that she’d been at her own doctor’s visit either. Stefan knew, that was enough.
Gina smiled back. The sun fell perfectly over her white blonde hair, adding shine to the short strands. But Dani knew what really stood behind Mrs. C’s bright outlook. Her son, who gleamed like a brilliant knight standing amongst the green hills filled with rows of oranges, reds and lavenders, with his white button down cargo shirt, sexy dark jeans and flip-flops.
Dani realized then that he was the one other person she could share her first baby picture with.
Her chin dipped because she also had another bit of news he’d be interested in. That bit warmed her right alongside the straight shot of sunshine and the sweet smell of roses. Doctor Zuniga had reassured Dani that the spasms she’d felt from her orgasms were not the same as labor contractions. And since Dani appeared to be having a normal pregnancy, she’d been given the okay to have sex. The whole drive over to the pancake house, Dani had repeated Doctor Z’s words, that sex was a natural and normal part of pregnancy and that intercourse wouldn’t harm the baby who was protected inside her womb.
Should she have been rehearsing so fervently? Probably not. Stefan was leaving in a few days now and hopefully, taking his mom with him. She knew that. But connecting with him each day had brought her further away from all the issues she had about being with him and closer to wanting—no, needing—to continue what they’d started. She didn’t want to live her life never having had that intimacy with him. It shouldn’t have turned out this way, but together, they made sense. In a perfect world, she’d let herself want a relationship with Stefan.
How wickedly would he grin when she told him they could make love without a condom? The excitement at being able to gift him with that one small thing before he left rivaled the hummingbirds flitting around in the perennial garden. The scent of the honeysuckle dipped into her happy space again.
She stole a quick look at him, aware she couldn’t stare long with his mom standing so close. She’d bet he was pretending not to notice her eyeing him but the tiniest uptilt at the corner of his mouth peeked through. Somehow, she’d get him alone today.
She was about to say they should all check out the new composting exhibit before wrapping up today’s visit when Stefan’s fingers brushed against hers.
He pinned her with a stare and she watched his eyes focus solely on her, blocking the rest of the rose garden visitors out. He then turned to face Gina.
“Mom, can we sit for a minute? The three of us need to talk. There’s a bench right over there.”
Gina’s skin crinkled at the corners of her eyes so she shaded them with her hand. “Okay, yes, that’s fine,” she said, looking as surprised as Dani felt.
What was going on and why hadn’t this come up while they sat inside at a table? Or once they’d returned home? In the brief second that she could manage it while Gina said hello to a family who’d recognized her, Dani whispered at Stefan. “What are you doing, Hon?”
“Something I should have already done.”
Why did that make her so nervous for him? Gina continued talking to a family who Dani recognized as the Franks, giving her more time to understand Stefan and what he was doing.
“Okay. I get that. But are you sure you want me involved?” Didn’t he remember she’d given him an easy out when it came to relocating his mom? All he had to do was explain that Dani was returning to school and couldn’t care for Mrs. C at the same time. Surely Mrs. C would understand, be supportive even, and go with him. Just because Dani hadn’t as much as looked at a class catalogue in five years.
“What I have to say to Mom affects you too.”
Bull shit. His face said there was more.
“Stefan.”
He scratched the side of his face like he missed his whiskers all of a sudden. “It’s no big deal. Stop freaking out. I
would have done this during brunch but I forgot how much the good people of Moonlight love their pancakes.”
“So there were too many people inside Pop’s?” But that made no sense. The man had to have lived half his life amongst crowds. Hadn’t the magazine article listed Sin Pointe’s first leg tour dates and how many shows already had SOLD OUT listed in all caps? She saw his glance cut to his foot as he shuffled it across the pavement. “Did someone recognize you at Pop’s, Stefan?”
“Yeah,” was all he said.
She wouldn’t push. Especially not now that Gina had said her final goodbyes to the Frank family and walked back toward her, Stefan and a very quiet Will. It was amazing how such a petite, unassuming little woman like Gina Calderon could turn a grown man into a statue of himself.
Gina’s face crumpled again as she re-took her place in their group but this time she stood near Will, facing Dani and Stefan. Dani could tell herself Gina was squinting because of the sun but she’d be lying. Shit. Well, looked like it was time to put on her big girl panties again and act like she was about to be a mom. Gina would understand. Wouldn’t she?
****
“It’s a beautiful day, huh Mrs. C?” Will said when his mom rejoined them. “Before we leave you’ll have to help me pick out my first rose bush seeds.”
“It is and I’m happy to, Will. Son, before we all chat, can I speak with you for a moment alone?”
Uh-oh. Stefan’s gut tightened at the way Mom’s hands were folded too perfectly, her fingers laced just so, like she was praying for him or something.
“Sure, Mom,” he said and began to lead her to a shady area near some of the reddest roses he’d ever seen. He’d wanted to have Dani present so that when he laid out his plan to his mom, Dani would be held to the sly promise she’d made him of going back to school.
“Mrs. C?” Dani’s voice stopped Stefan and he and his mom turned together.
“Yes dear?” said Mom.
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