One More Kiss: A Second Chance Romance (One More Series Book 1)

by Roxy Sinclaire

  I’d always loved taking his manhood into my mouth. It gave me a sense of power and control that I secretly craved. As I moved slowly from the bottom of his shaft and back up to swirl my tongue around the sensitive head, he became lost in the action. I let go of his cock, taking it deeper into my mouth and feeling his coarse blonde curls brush against my face just as I cupped his balls. The action was one that drove him absolutely insane.

  He thrust forward, grabbing the back of my head and shoving me down further on his cock until there was nothing left. I gagged against the sudden intrusion, but it was by no means unwelcome. He released the animal inside me, the predator hunting that sweet moment of blinding pleasure. Ripping myself away from him, I shoved him back on the bed and crawled up his body. Feeling the cool air brush against my dripping wet entrance encouraged me forward even faster.

  I wanted to be romantic and take things slow but I couldn’t hold back. Aaron saw the wild desire inside me and quickly flipped me over so I was on my back. He ripped his shirt off and ran his fingers up my legs, squeezing my ass just as the tip of his cock broke through my slippery entrance. He plunged inside me, filling the void and stretching me open. The sudden burst of pain made me scream out. I quickly buried my face in the pillow, the screams of passion barely muffled.

  I wiggled my body up and down, slowly getting into the same rhythm as him. I matched his every thrust. Feeling his thick shaft as it penetrated deep inside me was crippling me with pleasure. I couldn’t move as I moaned beneath him. He did all the work as he cupped my breasts and buried his face deep between them. I wrapped my legs around his body, forcing him in with more vigor.

  “You’re going to make me come!” he growled.

  I wrapped my arms around his body, lifting myself up off the bed and digging my nails into his back. That was all it took for him to bite down on my neck and thrust into me with a vengeance. The passion started to crescendo as I squeezed him tighter with every ounce of my being. The orgasmic eclipse ricocheted through my body, the vibrations shaking me to the very core. The world had stopped moving as we fell, exhausted, onto the bed.

  A cloud of smoked filled the air above me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. It was easy for the memory to slip out. The only time I was ever around smoke was after sex with Aaron. He loved a puff or two afterward. I loved the smell as it lingered in the air. My body felt like I’d just run a marathon, but as I looked over at Aaron, I felt the desire starting to build like a slow burn deep inside me.

  “That was not what I expected,” he said breathlessly.

  I pouted. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

  He laughed. “A good thing. A very good thing. It was very unexpected, but I always love a good surprise. Maybe we can try it again later and see if it still feels the same.”

  “I’ll have to think about that. If I remember correctly, you still owe me a dinner and a night on the beach.”

  Aaron smiled and pulled me closer to him. I wrapped my sore legs around his and kissed his chest softly. I didn’t want the dream to end, but I knew that nothing was going to get accomplished if we spent the whole time lying in bed. He tapped out the cigar and rolled over, his fingers trailing up between my thighs. I knew we needed to leave, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak as he kissed my neck.

  “I have a better idea. Why don’t you let me return the favor from earlier? You don’t know how much I missed the taste of your skin, Julia.”

  All I could do was breathlessly nod my head as his fingers probed my tender body. I shuddered with desire as he kissed my shoulder and moved to my nipple. I quivered as his thumb found my clit. He rubbed my pearl as his fingers probed deeper into my body. I couldn’t stop my back from arching as I bit down on the pillow. He used his free hand and pressed down on my abdomen. I tried so hard to fight the coming orgasm and prolong the pleasure but it wouldn’t stop coming.

  In one final thrust, I was pushed over the edge, and I writhed with pleasure. Every nerve ending in my body resonated with pleasure as Aaron pulled away from me. It took me some time before I was able to talk again. This time, when I said something to him, I made sure to inch away from the bed. If it were left up to Aaron, I would be shaking with pleasure every time I tried to leave.

  “You’re going to be the death of me,” I whispered.

  “Don’t tell me you aren’t having fun now, honey.” He kissed my cheek. “Are you sure you want to go out tonight? I think we should just stay in. We have the rest of our lives to see the outside world, but it’s not every day that I get you back.”

  “Aaron,” I said cautiously. “I don’t want you to read too much into this, okay? I know that we’re in uncharted waters, but I still don’t know what I’m going to do.”

  He sighed. “I don’t know why it’s so hard, but I’m not going to do this again. This is just fun.” Aaron lifted his hands. “No more from me, I promise.”

  I sat down on the edge of the bed again and moved my hand toward his. “Please don’t be upset with me. I just have a lot I need to think about still.”

  “I know, no more,” he muttered.

  It was such a challenge to be with him. I wanted to tell him everything was going to be all right, but I still had no idea about our future. Every time he asked me about it, I felt more pressure coming in. It was going to be a challenge to find the time to get any thinking done.

  “Just give me more time,” I whispered.

  Once again, my thoughtful ex-husband took my insanity in stride and smiled at me. “Take all the time you need. Now, you said that you wanted to go out to the beach, and the sun is starting to go down. Everyone who isn’t staying here will be gone soon.”

  I blushed. “Oh, really?”

  He raised his eyebrows suggestively. “I’ve always wanted to try skinny dipping at night. What do you think?”

  “I think you’re insane!” I giggled. “No one wants to see this old lady’s naked butt tromping through the water.”

  “Baby,” he whispered as he kissed my leg. “I want to see every part of your body in that water. I want to kiss you and take you into my arms while we’re in there.”

  My mouth fell open. I couldn’t believe how much I was considering his suggestion. It was crazy. We weren’t young teens anymore. I shook my head.

  “I’m sorry. I’m just not that brave.”

  He shrugged his shoulders. “That’s okay. I have all night to convince you otherwise.”

  “Oh, my,” I said coyishly before falling back down on the bed.

  I passed out on the bed, my hair still damp and smelling like the ocean. When I started to drift asleep around three in the morning, I felt more satisfied than at any other time in my life. I didn’t want to think about what would come after the vacation was over. I started to drift to sleep and immediately, my subconscious sprang to life. My mother was there, watching over me and Amy as we drank our smoothies side by side.

  Our graves sat next to my father’s. My mother had her claws firmly dug into Aaron’s arms. It was torture for me to go to sleep. Less than an hour after drifting to sleep, I awoke in a cold sweat. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last.

  Thankfully, Aaron didn’t wake up this time as I slid out of bed. I splashed cold water against my face and looked in the mirror. I could still hear my mother’s voice in my head, reminding me of how fat and old I looked. I’d tried to forget about her, but the constant calls were challenging to field. I never wanted to leave my phone off in case the doctor needed me, but she would call all the time.

  “Hey,” called Aaron from the bed. “Are you okay, sweetie?”

  “Yeah, just needed a drink,” I lied casually to him. I spun around and walked back over to the bed. “Go back to sleep.”

  “Anything you say, baby,” he whispered.

  I smiled and lay back down beside him. He would never want me after he knew just how damaged I was. If all I had was a few more days with him, then I was going to make
them count. Amy would always be in my life, but Aaron would run in the other direction when he found out who I really was.

  Chapter 10

  Aaron

  I rolled over just in time to see Julia getting out of the bathroom. She didn’t have a towel wrapped around her as she dried her hair. The instant she saw me awake, her face lit up. I couldn’t suppress a smile from spreading across my own face. Immediately, the memories from the night before came flooding back and my desire for her renewed.

  A light rapping came from the front door, ending the thought before I could really even get started. Julia smiled and pulled on a robe as I dashed to the bathroom and closed the door, still naked from the night before. I heard Amy’s chipper young voice just as I tugged on my jeans and shirt. She barely looked away from her mother when I came back out into the room.

  “Amy was just telling me about another adventure she wanted to go on today. I told her we could talk to you and see what you thought.”

  “All right, well, why don’t you tell me about that, and we can let your mom have a few minutes to get dressed?”

  “Why were you naked, Mom?” she asked, looking past me to Julia.

  Julia smiled. “I just got out of the shower, silly.”

  She was so quick to answer that I was a little shocked.

  “Okay,” Amy said carelessly. “Well, hurry up. Dad is going to love this!”

  Amy dashed back out of the room before I could say anything else to her. I looked back at Julia and grinned. She took a step away from me before grinning. I knew that she was thinking about the night before just as much as I was.

  “Damn, I was hoping for a replay,” I whispered to her.

  She bit her lip and grinned. “Maybe later. We’ve got a very excited little girl down there.”

  “Can I get that in writing?” I asked with a grin.

  Julia rolled her eyes and playfully shoved me out of the bathroom. I laughed and grabbed my wallet before jogging down the steps that led to the beach to see what Amy had planned. She was bouncing on her barstool as my mother poured her some juice. A local man smiled when he saw me.

  “You’ll have your hands full with that one, mate,” he said with a wink.

  “Don’t I know it. She is just like her mother,” I said playfully. It felt good to make the comparison without anger or guilt over Julia’s absence.

  “All right, kiddo, so what do we have planned for today?”

  She leaned in very carefully, checking around to see if anyone was listening. I obliged and leaned in to hear what she was planning.

  “We’re going to find out the secret,” she said.

  My mouth felt dry. “What secret?”

  She rolled her eyes. “Don’t be silly, Dad. I know that something is going on, and today, I’m going to find out what.”

  I looked around nervously. “And your mom said this was okay?”

  “Of course she did. She even said we could get some disguises.”

  I cocked my head. I was lost. “So, who are we following then?”

  “Grandma,” she huffed out, exasperated that I hadn’t yet grasped the entire plan. “I want to find out if she is meeting a spy today. She said it was a secret!”

  “Ah,” I said with a genuine sigh of relief. “Well, then, we have to do what we must. I can’t believe she might be a spy! Right here in our own back yard. Who would have thought?”

  Amy gave me a sideways glance. “Dad?” she huffed. “Really? This isn’t our backyard. This is a boat. Get your head in the game, man.”

  I couldn’t hold it in any longer as I burst out in laughter. My eyes started to tear over from laughing so hard. When I could finally breathe again, I patted my little tomboy on the head as she swatted away my hand.

  “We’ve got to stop letting you watch CSI, kiddo,” I managed to say.

  Julia appeared from the house and waved to us as she started to walk across the beach. I couldn’t help but grin.

  “Do you think Mom is going to leave us again?” asked Amy in a much more somber tone.

  I looked back at her and saw the little girl who needed my protection. “I don’t know yet, honey. Why don’t we just enjoy this week? You know she talks about you all the time when you aren’t around? Super annoying,” I joked.

  Amy grinned up at me. “I like her, and I know you do too. Maybe we can talk to her and see if she’ll stay this time.”

  “Let’s just give her a little time. I promise we’ll figure it all out. You shouldn’t be worried about stuff like that. Especially when we have a mission to complete, or are you so easily scared away?”

  Amy shook her head vigorously. “I’m gonna go grab my spy kit! Then we can get started! Hi, Mom,” she called as she dashed back toward the cabins.

  Julia laughed as the whirlwind little girl blew by her. “Whoa! She sure was in a hurry.”

  She sat down at the bar. “Did you find out about our mission?”

  I nodded. “I did find out about it, and I have to say, I think it’s a great idea.”

  “Really?” she said in surprise. “I thought you’d be telling us to give an old lady her peace.”

  “That was before her work really started to sell. Now she’s something of a celebrity. It’s made her a bit of a target for conmen looking to take advantage of her. A few years ago, I practically had to run a guy off with a pitchfork.”

  Her eyes grew wide. “Wow! That’s terrible! Well, I’m sure your mother is still flattered though. She is a unique character. So, what do we know about this guy?”

  “Not much, just that she keeps referring to him as her ‘hot young thing’.” I frowned. “Even around Amy. That’s a fun one to explain. So, I planned on snooping around today anyway. Now it’s a fun family outing.”

  She laughed, her face lighting up in the moment of abandonment. “What a strange little family we’re. At least it’s making Amy happy, right?”

  “Yeah,” I said, my tone slightly more somber. “She was asking questions about you.”

  Julia shifted uneasily. “Oh?”

  “Yeah, she wanted to know if you were leaving again after vacation. That wasn’t something we really talked about.”

  “Wow, that’s a loaded question first thing in the morning,” she said. “How did you reply?”

  “I told her to enjoy her time here, then I distracted her with spy stuff. It won’t last. She’s a smart girl and she’ll keep pressing for answers. It’s not that I don’t love having you here, but Julia, you’re going to need to make a decision, a plan for what happens when this boat docks in a few days.”

  “I know,” she whispered as she looked at her hands. “I just don’t know what to do right now.”

  “It’s simple. Come back with us,” I said softly. Amy came running back down to where we were.

  “Are we ready?” she asked.

  Julia nodded and followed after her, holding out her hand for me to take. It didn’t take us long to track down my mother on the small island. She was sitting alone at the bar, talking to the young man behind the counter. When she leaned in to whisper something to him, I quickly turned away and covered Amy’s eyes with my hand.

  “You know what? I’m starting to think this wasn’t a very good idea,” I quickly said. “Julia?”

  “Right,” she said, catching on at once. “Amy, I think your dad has it under control here, and I heard that there is a special afternoon buffet back on the ship. They said something about all-you-can-eat pizzas.”

  She looked quizzically at her mother. “Pizzas? As in more than one?”

  Julia nodded. “More toppings than you’ve ever seen, custom-made just for you.”

  Amy abruptly turned around and looked me over. “Dad, I’m afraid you’re going to have to carry on this mission alone. Mom and I have to do something else that’s important.”

  “Pizza?”

  She leaned in closer to me, using the now familiar spy voice. “Pizzas, Dad—more than one.”

  “All right, you two
, go live the good life and I’ll be the working man,” I said playfully. I gave Amy a quick hug and kissed Julia on the cheek before watching them go.

  A few minutes later, I was walking up to the bar and taking the seat next to my mother. Her attitude dropped in a matter of seconds when she saw me. The familiar eye roll that Amy had inherited showed up as I sat down. She was less than thrilled to see me, which told me one thing already—she knew I wouldn’t approve of her new boyfriend.

  “Are you having a good time, Mother?” I asked, barely hiding a grin.

  “You know,” she hissed, “You’re starting to act like one of those sons who’s only after their mother’s money.”

  “Mom,” I groaned. “You know it’s not like that, but remember what happened last time? I just want to make sure that you aren’t getting taken advantage of.”

  “Well I’m not, honey. I’m just having a little bit of vacation fun.”

  I sighed and leaned over. “With the bartender? Really? I mean come on, Mom. These guys get paid to spice things up.”

  “Aaron!” she hissed. “Don’t be ridiculous! My date was running late. His sister slipped in the pool this morning.”

  “Oh,” I said, drawing back a little.

  “For heaven’s sake! He should be here any minute, and I would appreciate it if my loving, yet overprotective son wasn’t here playing detective. I am an adult, you know.”

  “Mom,” I said quickly, trying to make amends.

  She turned up her nose but let a smile slip past the stern exterior. I knew she wasn’t really mad. Raising my hands in defeat, I stood up and kissed her cheek. “I don’t want to stick around and ruin things. So, when do we get to meet this mystery man?”

  “Tonight, actually. I invited him to have dinner with us,” she said defiantly. “That is, unless you scare him away before that.”