“Wow!” she exclaimed. “You did all this?”
“I wanted to make up for last night,” I said. “I thought about going out but changed my mind.”
“I think this is a much better idea,” she said and lifted her chin and sniffed the air. “Do I smell fried chicken?”
“Waffles and chicken,” I said.
“Chicken and waffles,” she corrected.
“It’s Wednesday,” I said. “It has to be waffles and chicken.”
She laughed and kicked off her shoes. “Works for me.”
I took her hand and led her to the dining table. I pulled out her chair and gestured for her to sit. I quickly pulled the meal from the oven and delivered it to the table.
“How was your day?” I asked.
“Good. Long, but this makes it all worth it.”
“Any word from that asshole?” I asked in a gruff voice.
“Do you mean Gage?” she asked as she cut a chunk of waffle.
“You know I do.”
“No, I have not. I don’t think I’m going to hear anything from him. He threw his little tantrum and now he’s on his way. You don’t have anything to worry about.”
“I trust you.”
“How was your meeting with the investors?” she asked.
I had a glimpse of our future. This could be our everyday. We could sit and talk about our day over dinner. It made me think about buying a house and filling it with kids. I was jumping way head of myself. I cleared my throat and answered her question. “It was promising, but I’m not sure I’m ready to jump into the investor track just yet. That comes with a lot of strings. I like being independent. I like being able to call the shots.”
“And you won’t get to do that if you have investors,” she said with a nod.
“Yep.”
“But investors can help your company grow,” she said.
She was very smart. She knew about business. I imagined she would need that kind of knowledge to be successful in the marketing world. This also made me think there was a future for us. We had something in common and could talk about anything.
I didn’t want to talk about work. “Do you want to go down to the hot tub?” I asked her after dinner.
She sighed. “That sounds amazing. I’ll go get my suit on.”
While she changed, I put on my own swim trunks. I grabbed the bottle of wine and wrapped it in the towel I was taking along. We walked down to the spa area that was slightly away from the pool. Fortunately, the area was empty. It was a chilly November night, and no one seemed interested in braving the cold.
We sank into the hot water. We started off with her sitting across from me but eventually she ended up beside me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. We shared the bottle of wine without bothering with glasses.
“We are going to get kicked out of here if we get caught,” she said with a laugh.
“No one is going to come down here this late,” I assured her. “We have the place to ourselves. In fact, I bet we could make out and not get caught.”
“Oh,” she said with a sexy smile. “Are you suggesting we try?”
“I might be.”
“I might be willing to try it,” she whispered.
I leaned down and kissed her. The kiss got heated with my tongue sliding into her mouth. My hand slid under the water and gripped her hip. I pulled her closer. My other hand reached up to hold the back of her neck. She slid over me and straddled me. Her hands rested on my face as she looked down at me. I ran my hands up and down her back.
“Worried?” I asked her.
“About?”
“Getting caught.”
Her lips brushed over mine. “Nope. That’s about the last thing I’m thinking about.”
“What are you thinking about?” I asked with my hands resting on her thighs.
“I’m thinking I’m a little chilly,” she whispered.
I felt like I had been doused with cold water. “We should probably head upstairs.”
“I can hang out a little longer,” she said and immediately shivered.
“No, let’s go up. You want to crash or maybe watch a movie?”
I hoped for the latter. I wasn’t ready for our date to be over. I was hoping for more kisses. “A movie sounds good,” she said.
I lifted her off me and climbed out of the hot tub. I helped her out and wrapped her in a thick towel. We headed upstairs and quickly changed into loungewear before meeting on the couch. She had a fuzzy blanket and leaned against me.
“If you were to grade the app right now, how many stars would you give it?”
She giggled and turned her face to mine. “Are you asking me to grade your app, or grade this relationship?”
“Is this a relationship?”
“Isn’t it?” she questioned.
I slowly nodded. “I guess it is.”
“So, are you asking how I would grade this relationship?” she asked again.
“I guess I am,” I said. “I don’t know how to do relationships. I know I fucked up last night. I swear it was not my choice. I want to know if I’m doing it right. If I’m not, I want to know what I can do to fix it. I want to make you happy.”
“I am happy,” she said. “We’re feeling each other out. I think things are great right now. I think it’s a little too soon to give it a rating.”
“Understood,” I said. “I won’t push you.”
“What do you think about some more of that kissing stuff?” She grinned.
“Oh, I have lots of thoughts about it,” I said. “Many, many thoughts. Want to hear them?”
“Are they R-rated?” she asked.
I slowly shook my head. “Not even close.”
She quirked an eyebrow. “G?”
“Other end of the spectrum.”
Her lips parted. I took it as my answer. I grabbed her and pulled her into my lap once again. I held her face close to mine and kissed her the way I’d been craving for weeks. Months. Hell, years. She kissed me back with a ferociousness I had not expected. Her hips rolled against mine, sliding and grinding against me.
I leaned forward and lifted her up before dropping her on the couch. I covered her body with mine. Her hands ran up and down my arms and then over my back. Her skin was still chilled from the air outside. I made it my mission to warm her up. I kissed her chin and over her neck. My tongue lapped over her earlobe.
She groaned and pulled me closer to her. I wasn’t going to take this all the way. I didn’t want to pressure her into anything. At least that was what I told myself. She was too tempting. I returned to her mouth and kissed her again. Our mouths were open wide as we both struggled to get more. Our tongues dueled as our hands roamed over each other’s body. My hand slipped under her shirt and touched her bare breast. I gently squeezed. She gasped and jerked.
“I’ll stop,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.”
“No,” she said and put her hand on my cheek.
“We don’t need to do this. I got carried away. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” she whispered.
“Just a little more then we’ll stop,” I said.
She licked her lips and nodded. “Okay. You’re right. Not all the way. Just a little more of this.”
I kissed her again. In the back of my mind, I silently chanted I couldn’t have sex with her. We were going to take it slow. Rushing into something could derail this whole thing. I had to hold back. With the way I was feeling right now, I would end up pounding into her with a fierceness. Things were reaching the point of no return. We were hitting a crossroads. There would be no turning back if I didn’t stop right then.
29
Lily
How could one man wield such power over me? My insides were molten lava slowly rolling through my body. Little bursts of fire popped up all over. I was too hot. I had to get naked. I had to do something. My body was not mine to control. I was a slave to the feelings he sparked inside me. All I could think abo
ut was sex. Fucking. I wanted straight-up fucking. Masturbation was not going to cut it this time. I needed the real deal.
“I’m apologizing now,” I whispered as his mouth caressed over my neck.
“For?”
“I’m so fucking horny,” I blurted out. “I swear, if you don’t want to do this, you have to step away now. Step back. Go to your room and lock the door. I am that fierce right now.”
His soft chuckle sent shivers up and down my spine. The combination of searing heat inside slamming against the icy shivers chasing down my spine damn near made me orgasm just then. I kept it together, refusing to get my release before I got the rest of the good stuff.
“Fierce, huh,” he whispered against my ear. “Do you want me?”
“I want you more than you can possibly imagine.”
“Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea what you are going through,” he murmured. He reached for my hand and guided it to his crotch. I felt the erection bulging through his sweats.
“Oh,” I gasped.
“Oh, is right,” he groaned as I stroked my hand over the full length. I was both sizing him up and pleasuring myself at the same time. “I could pound nails right now. This right here is the result of weeks of pent-up desire.”
“For me?” I whispered and tilted my head to the side.
“For you,” he answered and kissed me on the lips. “No one else can make me this hard. Push down my pants.”
I very slowly pushed down the elastic waistband. His cock strained against the cotton briefs. I could practically feel it pulsating beneath the thin fabric. I wanted that pulsating steel inside me. My hand stroked over the hard length once again. This time, I was able to get a much better idea of what I was working with. I gulped down the lump of excitement. I just knew he would be big.
“You’re a little on the big side,” I teased and took my turn lapping my tongue over his neck.
His cock jumped in my hand. “I’ll fit,” he promised. “Trust me, I’ll take all the time I need to make sure you can take me. I’ll prime you until you are slick enough to take in every last inch.”
I shuddered again. His words were hot and dirty and nothing like the man I had come to know. “I like the sound of that.”
“Let’s go in my room,” he suggested.
“I don’t know if I can walk,” I said with a shaky laugh.
Before I knew what he was going to do, he reached down and scooped me up. My body slid up his and my legs automatically opened to wrap around his waist. The position put me right where I wanted to be. I wiggled a bit and slid myself against him. I shimmied and rubbed myself against his cock. My panties were immediately soaked with need.
“Dammit,” he grunted and started to walk. “Don’t make me a minute man.”
“I think I might be a minute woman,” I answered.
He carried me to his bed and gently lowered my feet to the floor. I looked into his eyes and reassured myself this was okay. I wanted this. He wanted this. We were two adults having fun. We were technically dating, and this was all okay. I could do this with him. Hell, I had to do this with him, or my body would never forgive me.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes,” he said and reached for the waistband of my leggings.
He took his time undressing me. Every touch, every move, every breath of air over my exposed skin was foreplay. I was not quite as graceful as I stripped him naked. We stood before each other in nothing but our own skin and took several seconds to appreciate the moment.
“I don’t think I could have ever imagined I would be naked with you back in high school,” I said with a nervous laugh.
He reached for me and grabbed a handful of my ass. “Funny, I thought about being naked with you just about every minute of every day.”
“No!”
He nodded and stepped close to me. His hard body rubbed against mine as he bent to kiss me. “Yes. You didn’t know?”
“Know what?” I asked breathlessly. His hot skin rubbing against mine was making it difficult to think straight.
“I had a crush on you for years,” he confessed. “I fantasized about having you. You were the star of so many of my wet dreams.”
“Why didn’t you ever say anything?” I asked with surprise.
“What was I going to say? Lily, I want you? Lily, I think you’re hot? You were Tamlyn’s best friend and I wasn’t even sure you knew I was alive.”
“I would have noticed if you mentioned what you were feeling,” I told him.
His hands slid up and down my sides. “I don’t care about back then,” he said in a low voice. “I care about right now. You know now and I think the fact we’re naked in my bedroom should be a good idea about what I’m feeling.”
“Message is loud and clear,” I answered before kissing him.
He kissed me back with his tongue sliding into my mouth. His arms wrapped around me and held me close. I felt myself moving up his body with my feet leaving the floor. He was so damn strong. Soon, he was laying me on the bed with him coming over the top of me. I opened my legs and made room for him to lie against me.
“I’ve thought about this so many different ways,” he whispered. “I can’t believe this is really happening.”
“It’s happening,” I groaned as his mouth moved to my breast. He sucked in one nipple before moving to the next.
I writhed under him as my hands slid up and down his body. I tried to touch him everywhere at once. I was desperate for him. I needed to be with him. This had been a long time coming and I didn’t think I could wait any longer.
“Fuck, I want you,” he growled and pulled away from me.
At first, I thought he was going to quit. I reached for him when he slid away from me. He opened his nightstand drawer and grabbed a condom. I watched with a combination of excitement and concern as he rolled the condom over his dick that was easily the largest I’d ever had the pleasure of seeing. Then it hit me. I wasn’t just going to be seeing that bad boy. I was going to have it inside me.
He caught me staring and moved over me once again. He kissed me until I forgot all about the tiny bit of concern I had. I was going to have this man one way or another. Where there was a will, there was a way, and I had a serious will to have the man.
He slid to lie beside me with his hand moving between my legs. He wasted no time getting right down to business. His fingers stroked over my clit, teasing me to the point of ecstasy before backing away. “Thomas!” I cried his name with frustration.
“What’s the matter?” he teased with that sexy grin on his face that drove me wild.
“You know what’s the matter. I need you.”
“I want to make sure you’re ready.”
I grabbed his shoulder and pulled his face close to mine. “I’m fucking ready,” I said through clenched teeth.
His eyes darkened. He pushed one leg and pulled the other until I lay open like a butterfly with its wings spread. “You have to be very ready,” he growled.
He plunged in one finger, then another. I cried out and raised my head. He fucked me with his fingers until I was on the edge. “Oh god, don’t stop!”
“I’m not stopping,” he grunted. He pulled his fingers out but quickly replaced them with three. He gently stretched as he prodded and pushed higher. My hands reached out to grab the sheets. I could feel my body reacting to the invasion. He continued moving the fingers, circling and stretching as he readied me for penetration.
“Please,” I murmured with my eyes squeezed closed. “I can’t. Please.”
He removed the fingers and moved over me. “Look at me,” he ordered.
I opened my eyes and stared up at the man that I had fallen so hard for. He moved his hips, lining up the head of his cock with my opening. My legs were open as wide as they would go. He gently pushed until the resistance of my pussy stopped him.
“Relax,” he said in a guttural tone.
I relaxed my muscles. He pushed in a little more. My body screamed with ecs
tasy as his cock stretched and pushed inside me. I had to look. I couldn’t believe he was sliding that monstrous appendage inside me. I watched him slowly disappear inside my body. The pleasure overwhelmed me. With my legs spread wide, my upper half bolted upright. I cried out as the orgasm rocked through me.
I fell back onto the bed and thrashed about like a crazy woman as one glorious spasm after another pounded through my body. His mouth covered mine, sucking my tongue into his mouth and pumping into me until I was crying out once again. He joined me in the next orgasm. His roar bounced around.
He collapsed on top of me, showering me with kisses before sliding off me. “Good god,” he groaned. “Am I still alive?”
I had to laugh at his sentiment. I was feeling the same way. “I think so. I feel more alive than I have ever felt in my life.”
He reached out and pulled me against him. “It was worth the wait.”
“What?”
“All these years I admired you from afar,” he said. “It was worth the wait.”
“I can’t believe you had a crush on me back then,” I said. “You never talked to me. You were always reading or on your computer.”
“I was too shy to say anything to you,” he said. “You were this gorgeous girl and I was a lanky, goofy nerd. I didn’t know how to talk to girls. I just kept hoping you would notice me.”
“I noticed you,” I told him. “I just didn’t think you liked me. You and Tamlyn were always arguing. I thought you didn’t like me.”
“I did. A lot.”
“Well, here we are now. We like each other. And according to your app, we’re a good fit. That’s pretty telling.”
He kissed me on the cheek. “That app is amazing. We could use our story to sell the thing.”
I grimaced and pulled back. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to splash my business all over the internet. Could we be anonymous?”
“I’m kidding,” he said. “This is for us only. I’m not interested in sharing it with the rest of the world.”
That made me happy. I wasn’t quite ready to have it blasted. Especially considering the Tamlyn factor. That was something we were going to have to address eventually. I was dreading it.
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