Full Count

by C. A. Williams

  She licked her lips and pulled tighter on the belt that was wrapped around her waist. “You’ll just have to wait and see. This doesn’t come off till all of our work for the night is finished up. And let’s just say the glasses are a part of the…costume.”

  “Mmm, you played dress up for me, huh?” My hands found that little belt that was holding me back from my surprise, but she slapped me away and picked up a stack of books. “Get to work Rookie, and then you can play.”

  What.The.Fuck? Where in the hell did my innocent Paige go? I mean, she normally walked in the room and instantly turned me on, but I don’t think I had ever felt this hard in my life. Hopefully, I didn’t embarrass myself and explode in my pants like some prepubescent idiot.

  I’m pretty sure I worked faster in my life than I ever had before even though Paige was making it hard. Every time she bent over, I fantasized about what was under that coat-hopefully nothing.

  “Ok, I think that’s the last of it. Now are you going to give me my surprise?” Her smile turned playful and she leaned out to tug on my hand, pulling me into a dark section of the third floor. Really she could unwrap herself right here and no one would know, the place was dead. I wouldn’t mind.

  She pushed me against the wall and backed up a few steps, before her hands made their way to that damn belt that was keeping me out. I could tell she was nervous, her hands were slightly shaking when she pulled at the collar and let the coat pool to the floor.

  “Holy shit, Paige.” My jaw dropped open and closed quickly. What in the hell was she trying to do to me? Now I could see how the hair and glasses fit into the costume, a sexy as hell librarian.

  She had some kind of white lacy socks on that went all the way up to her knees and a short as hell plaid skirt that barely covered her ass. My eyes went further up and the view got even better. Her flat stomach was on display with a white button up tied right above her rib cage.

  “What in the hell did I do to deserve this?” I reached out to grasp her hips and she pushed lightly on my chest. “Nu uh mister. Miss Brinton needs to take care of something. You’ve been such a good worker tonight, I think you deserve a little reward.”

  She dropped to her knees, flicking the button open on my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers. Her hand moved up and down at a steady pace until I felt her warm mouth engulf me. Her tongue flicked out to run along my length and I let out a groan, pulling on her hair to move her closer to my body.

  “Baby, that feels so good.” Her eyes met mine and she smiled around my dick. I wish I could take a picture of that right there. Her cheeks hollowed out and I felt myself getting closer, but I didn’t want it to end this way, I wanted it to end buried in Paige.

  I tugged up on her bun and she released me with a pop, looking up at me with her wide innocent eyes. “What’s the matter, you didn’t like that?”

  “I fucking loved that, but I love this even better.” I twirled her around until her hands were plastered against the wall.

  My fingers searched out the hem of her skirt and I worked my way up her bare thighs until I found what I was looking for. “No panties, either? What in the hell are you trying to do to me?” My teeth sank lightly into the side of her neck while I worked my fingers in. “You are so fuckin’ wet. Did sucking my dick turn you on?”

  “Mmm,” she groaned out, arching her hips back into me. “Maybe I should have given you a punishment instead for that dirty mouth of yours.”

  “Baby you can punish me anytime you want.” I guided my dick to her waiting entrance, just touching the opening. “Wait!” She squirmed against me and dug into her bra, pushing a square package into my hand. “You need one of these till I start my birth control.”

  “Fine,” I huffed out, ripping open the package with my teeth. Truthfully, when Paige told me she had gone to the clinic to get put on the pill, I was a little shocked. Up until that point, I hadn’t thought about protection with her even though I had never been without it before.

  When Paige brought it up and jokingly told me that luckily she wasn’t pregnant, I think my heart about stopped. Who knows what would have happened if she ended up pregnant? I wasn’t ready for a kid and I wasn’t sure if I ever would be. I didn’t want to risk messing some kid up like my mom messed me up.

  I made my way back to Paige’s entrance and pushed in with one hard thrust, her hips arched back into me as she leaned against the wall for leverage and she screamed out my name. We hadn’t tried it this way before, and I could feel how deep I was. It felt perfect. My arm snaked around her waist to pull her closer to my body and she circled me with her hips.

  She let out a low moan in the back of her throat that was probably the sexiest sound I had ever heard and it caused my speed to increase even more. The sound of our hips slamming together and heavy breathing filled the silent floor. I felt Paige tighten around me and I felt my dick grow even harder as we both exploded together.

  I cradled her to me as her body went limp with exertion and we both sank to the floor. I pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear that had come loose and placed a light kiss on her nose. “Happy Halloween, Sparky.”

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  “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel in time to the music playing softly on the radio. My other free hand lay on Paige’s thigh that was resting against me, drives with her were so much better. “Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I’ve met all of Kitty’s family, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

  “That’s what you think,” I replied with a snort. “I know how you’re used to holidays with just your dad, so all of these people packed together can get a little overwhelming. The first time Chris brought me back to his place, I had to go to the bathroom about ten times that day just so I could get a little bit of peace and quiet. And then Chris told everyone in the family that I had the shits, it was a great first impression.”

  “We’ll see,” she answered with a giggle, looking out the window to see the peaks of the ocean in between the rows of houses and hotels.

  I still couldn’t get over the fact that I still had her in my life. For once, I had finally gotten lucky and Paige made my life so much better. It had only been around a month of us officially being together but I wouldn’t trade any of those days for the world.

  I loved how she laughed at almost everything I had to say. I loved how she could be just as adventurous as me and was always willing to try new things. I loved everything about her. I loved her. Now I just needed to get those words out of my head. I hadn’t told anyone those three words before and I was finding it a little difficult.

  “Did you talk to your dad today?” I knew it was a sore subject, but I wanted to make sure she was doing okay. I knew she was close to her dad and even though she was happy that we were getting away together for a four- day weekend, I could see the sadness in her eyes.

  “Yeah, I just can’t believe he’s not going to be home. He just sounded so…distant. I’m really not sure what’s going on with him.”

  “Well at least you have winter break to look forward to; it’ll give you some time to catch up with him.” I pulled up to the gated driveway and punched in the code. My car definitely didn’t belong in this driveway, but the Chapmans would never make me feel like that. Here, I was always wanted.

  “About that.” Her eyes didn’t stray from mine as I put the car in park and turned it off. “I kinda told my dad about you and now he’s insisting you come home with me for Christmas. How do you feel about that?”

  Wow, how did I feel about that? Coming here was like a family thing for me, but she was also Kitty’s roommate and invited here by her. This, this would be a whole next step in our relationship and truthfully it scared the hell out of me.

  “Of course I’ll come home with you, Sparky.” Our hands laced together before we both got out of the car and I grabbed our luggage.

  “This place is amazing,” Paige breathed out, following me along the tiled entrance
to the double wooden doors. It truly was, the first time I had seen it, I had been afraid to go inside. Probably all six foster homes that I had been tossed around to could all fit together into this ginormous place.

  “Just wait until you get inside and see the view, then you’ll really be blown away.”

  Chapter 20

  Paige

  Dylan was right, the Chapman’s house was absolutely breathtaking. The second I walked in, I could instantly smell the ocean blowing in through the open doors. The whole house flowed together in various shades of beiges accented by light blues.

  I stepped into the sunken living room and gave Tim and Susanne each a hug, instantly feeling welcome.

  “I’m so glad you two made it and of course you beat everyone else. My Dylan is always so prompt; I wish that would rub off on the rest of ‘em.” Susanne pinched Dylan’s cheek, before turning her wide smile to me. “Glad to see you, son,” Tim patted Dylan on the back and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

  “How about Dylan here shows you where you’re staying, Paige? I figured you two could stay in his room since I know you’ve already been ‘together.’” Susanne’s fingers formed little bunny ears and I swear I saw just a hint of redness flood Dylan’s cheeks. I didn’t think anything could embarrass Dylan Turner. Was he really telling Kitty’s mom about our sex life?

  Dylan led me up a short flight of stairs and pushed open the door at the top. “This is your room?” My mouth gaped open, taking in the room that was easily the size of the whole second floor of my house back in Florida.

  His room was almost a mirror image to the one back home. Everything was neatly organized and baseball memorabilia littered the walls. For some reason, he kept his room impeccable but couldn’t do the same with his car, even though I knew he had been trying to make an effort with that. My feet could actually find the floor this morning when he picked me up to head out for the Chapman’s.

  A king size bed was off to one side centered between two nightstands and a flat screen was mounted on the opposite wall. The other side of the room was set up more as a living space with a chocolate brown sectional and another flat screen on top of an entertainment stand, with what looked to be almost every gaming system ever made. A wet bar was pushed into the corner next to another door that I assumed was a bathroom.

  “I know, it’s a lot.” Dylan tugged at his hair before setting our luggage down. “After the first time I came home with Chris, Susanne set this all up. She insisted that the room was completely empty anyway and she liked having a new project to work on. I wasn’t about to tell her no and hurt her feelings when she showed it to me the first time.”

  “Dylan, that was nice of her. You really are a part of the family.”

  “Yeah, I guess I am.” He kissed the corner of my mouth and grabbed my hand. “C’mon, we better head down stairs before Susanne starts telling everyone what she thinks we’re doing up here.”

  The next morning was Thanksgiving. I woke up early realizing the bed was unusually empty and I instantly missed Dylan’s warmth. I had been staying over at his place a couple of nights a week, but I always felt guilty for ditching Kitty, so I made it a point to spend a few days a week with her in between classes. Although Dylan was totally engulfing my world, I still wanted to make time for my friends.

  I found a pair of yoga pants and a tank top that Dylan had unpacked into the empty drawers and followed the voices down the stairs that were up so early.

  “There you are Paige!” Kitty squealed when my feet entered the modern kitchen where just about everyone was gathered. “C’mon sleepy head, we need to get some breakfast in you before the kitchen really starts to get busy.”

  “Sleepy head, really Kitty? Besides game days, you’re never up before me. When did you get in last night and why did you get here so late?” Dylan and I had stayed up talking for hours after everyone else had went to sleep, but Kitty still hadn’t arrived.

  “Here Miss Grumpy, sit next to lover boy maybe he’ll cheer you up.” Dylan greeted me with a smirk, placing a light kiss on my nose and sliding a glass filled with yummy bubbliness in front of me. Really, could the man get any more perfect?

  “And to answer your question, we made a pit stop at Grant’s family’s house before we came here.” I looked up across the table where Kitty was perched onto Grant’s lap, who I hadn’t noticed up until now.

  When Kitty had first introduced me to Grant as her boyfriend, I thought it was some kind of joke. Not that Grant was a bad looking guy or anything. His jet black curly hair was something that most girls would love to run their hands through. His features were manly with a strong jaw and he almost always had light black stubble covering the lower half of his face.

  No, his looks weren’t what surprised me. What surprised me was that he and Kitty’s personalities were completely opposite. Where Kitty was bubbly and outgoing, Grant was laid back and sometimes a little shy around new people. He had a quiet sense of humor though that could charm anyone.

  But he and Kitty seemed to get along really well, even though their relationship was even newer than Dylan’s and I. Kitty hadn’t even mentioned she was bringing him home, that was kind of a big step, and she accused me of keeping secrets. We would most definitely be having a talk about this later.

  “Nice to see you Grant, Kitty didn’t tell me you were coming.”

  “Well it was sort of a last minute thing,” Grant answered back, his eyes flitting nervously around the table where Kitty’s family was gathered. I’m sure her three oversized brothers were more than intimidating. Add Dylan into the mix and I truly felt bad for the guy.

  We all filled up on sausage and waffles before clearing the table together and then Susanne went into cooking mode, barking out orders to each of us. Grant and I were put on potato peeling duty since neither one of us really did much cooking, and Dylan disappeared into the kitchen to work on some top- secret dish. Pretty soon the smell of the ocean was overpowered by the scents wafting through the kitchen that smelled absolutely mouthwatering.

  After everything was cooking, we all filed into the living room to watch the Thanksgiving Day parade. Even with everyone there, the large room still had space available.

  Chris had brought Claire who I had become friends with since I spent so much time at their place. She was always a little cold around Dylan, but we always hung out whenever the boys were playing video games or got into some heated argument about who was the better baseball player.

  Bryce had brought Marcy along. Those two always seemed to be lost in their own world, discussing school related subjects almost constantly. I think Kitty had mentioned that they were both majoring in engineering and that’s all they really talked about.

  Jared came alone, even though I knew he had started dating Maddie recently. She had gone home to Ohio, a few days before we headed out and I was guessing that’s who he was currently texting with a wide smile on his face.

  The doorbell started to ring pretty consistently as the eating time of 1:00 approached. Pretty soon I was meeting grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, second cousins, and even third cousins. When the Chapmans had a holiday, they invited every relative under the sun.

  Everyone helped to set the food onto the large dining table and found their seats quickly. Dylan sat next to me and instantly found my leg with his hand under the thick white tablecloth. The sounds from everyone chattering as they passed the dishes around all melded together.

  My plate was filled to the brim with all of the different dishes Susanne and her kids had worked so hard on. It was hard to believe how quickly the meal was finished after all of the hard work that had gone into it.

  “Now for your surprise,” Dylan whispered into my ear, just slightly brushing his lips against the shell. I watched him as he walked into the kitchen and saw that several of Kitty’s cousins were doing the same thing.

  He was looking extra sexy in a black button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled at the elbows and a pair of snug khakis. I think
he had tried to tame his hair today by slicking it back, but his dark locks were already sticking up every which way. Well I guess Kitty’s cousins could look all they wanted, but when those dimples flashed, they were only flashing for me.

  “Here we go.” Dylan sat down a cake in front of me and Susanne came up behind him to stick candles in. “Happy early birthday.” My birthday was only two days away and I knew I hadn’t brought it up at all. I couldn’t believe he actually remembered. Kitty led everyone in singing happy birthday to me and I blew out the candles without making a wish, I truly had everything I wanted.

  I took a bite of the cake and it melted in my mouth. “Oh my god Dylan, this is amazing. You’re really getting good at this whole baking thing. What kind of cake is it? This tastes so…familiar.” I took another bite and Dylan leaned over to lick a speck of the butter cream frosting that had landed on my lips. “Probably because the key ingredient is pop, I knew you would be able to figure it out pretty easily.” Really, could he get any sweeter?

  The conversations all picked up again around the table as desserts were dished out. Dylan tugged on my hand and pulled me to my feet. “C’mon Sparky.”

  I followed behind him through the sliding glass doors and onto the wide balcony that overlooked the ocean, but we didn’t stop there. He leaned down to remove my heels and my feet instantly sunk into the sand.

  “I figured it was time for some peace and quiet.” He pulled on my hand and our feet made footprints in the empty sand. “Thanks, I didn’t think it would happen but it did. The Chapmans are definitely a big family. It’s been me and my dad for so long, I’m just not used to it.”

  “I know the feeling. I never experienced holidays until I came here.” We stopped our walk and I turned to look out at the soft gentle waves that were rolling in. Dylan wrapped an arm around my waist and I leaned my head against his side. This right here was a perfect holiday.

  “I’ve missed the beach so much. Living in Florida, you’re almost always just about an hour’s drive away from the beach. Jake and me used to drive to one every weekend and just hang out for the day. Too bad it’s a little cold to go swimming.”