She tells me the positions she was told to help her chances of getting pregnant and my cock stiffens. I have to change the subject because sand will end up places it shouldn’t be if she keeps talking technical about baby-making.
“Do you have everything buttoned up for Tannie’s bachelorette party?” I ask, grabbing the bottle to refill her glass.
Clover takes it and sips a few times. “I do. I know I’ve said it a thousand times before, but I’m so happy she met a great guy. Did I tell you Joe called her last week begging for another chance when he read her engagement announcement in the paper? Classic Joe. A day late and a dollar short.”
I brush a wayward strand of hair off her face, and she smiles at me.
“What about you? Don’t you have a bachelor party to attend in a couple weekends?”
Ah, I hadn’t told her. That’s the thing with bad news, I never want to crush Clover in any way and if I can avoid telling her things that might upset her, I will. Especially when it doesn’t affect her at all.
“They broke up,” I admit. When she wrinkles her nose, I wrinkle my nose back in an attempt to make her smile. “He, ah, cheated on her. A drunken mistake, but Sierra didn’t take well to it. She called off the wedding.”
Clover’s face wilts. “Poor Sierra,” she says, crying out in actual pain. “I’m going to get her in the salon for the works. Make her feel like a million dollars. I wish you told me earlier and I would have been there for her.” Typical Clover. Sierra and Luella made her life a living hell while I was gone and the only thing she feels for the girl in this moment is pain, and the need to make her feel better. “What a dog.”
I cough. “He is,” I admit. I’ve never seen the sense in cheating, though many in my line of work relish the thrill of getting away with murder, in every sense. The pull of Clover was always too strong to ignore in any form. Jeopardizing that in any way seems like the most foolish thing in the world. I was there for Grange after he fucked up, but even as he explained the situation, I wasn’t sure how he got himself in that deep to begin with. “Listen, let’s get back to not pulling out. Or your marathon. Or the remodel. Or Preston and Jack’s remodel?”
My drunken punch sealed their romantic fate. Preston fell so hard he left Alabama behind to join Jack in Massachusetts. They’re living in Clover’s old place as well as Jack’s while the house they purchased in Cape Cod is modernized. They needed both duplexes for Preston’s things. Their relationship is the only reason the guilt from that day has eased.
“Speaking of housework, our bird called the contractor a farm trucking babe yesterday. I thought his eyes were going to bulge out of his head. He didn’t see me in the other room. He asked him to repeat what he said, and you know that he did. Like fifteen times. You need to stop teaching him inappropriate things. What happens when you stop pulling out and we have a baby?” She finishes the flute as she shakes her head. “Baby’s first word is going to be a swear word, I know it.”
I kiss her shining lips. She tastes sweet. “I hate to be the one to tell you this, but the bird doesn’t say cuss words. He says your fake version of cuss words. I think everything is going to be okay. I’ll throw in some extensive vocabulary words if I get to stop pulling out.”
Clover grabs my ears and turns our kiss into a make-out session. Her breathing deepens and I know where it will lead and exactly how long I have before I need to pull away from her or unzip my pants.
“Want to take this back home?”
She moans against my lips. “What if we shake off this blanket and get this thing started?”
The adrenaline hits and I’m not surprised she suggests it because that’s Clover for you. I take her under my body and slide her dress up, panties down, my pants and underwear down to my knees and kiss her mouth. She tilts her hips up to meet mine and dusts a hand off before reaching down to find that she’s literally soaking wet. She grins when she sees my surprised face.
“I think it was all of that pulling out talk,” she explains.
Shaking my head, I sink into her warm flesh and close my eyes. The champagne on her lips and the scent of her perfume intoxicate me in a singular way. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this woman. I changed my life to make her fit. I gave her a part of myself I’d never given to anyone else. All my life, she was there. She was waiting. I take a ragged breath as I feel her wet pussy flex around me. She’s coming fast and hard, her body stiff under me. I pump a few more times and the elation of not having to pull out hits the same time my balls and stomach tighten. I come inside her, a vicious fusion of what she wants and what I want to give her. Everything.
The formidable energy that exists in this moment tells me all I need to know. Here in my almost place, with the girl I almost didn’t get, wasn’t an almost kind of moment. It was a real one that will change our worlds. We made love. Changed our forever story. Almost counted for a little while, but now forever drives our truck.
Clover squeals giddily from beneath me. “Oh, my gosh. Panda.”
I catch my breath and whisper into her ear, “One hundred percent.”
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SET IN STONE
TIME AND SPACE
THE REAL SEAL SERIES
BLACK AND WHITE FLOWERS
HERO HAIR
LIFE PLUS ONE
BRONZE BAY SEAL SERIES
KEEPING IT
TOSSING IT
STEALING IT
HARBOUR POINT SEAL SERIES
LUST IN TRANSLATION
ALMOST HAD YOU
FROG HOG NOVELLAS
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EROTIC ROMANCE
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