Only You: Second Chance Series

by Luxx Monroe

  I grunted when she pushed me out of her and flipped over on her stomach. “Fuck me from behind.”

  I closed my eyes and tried to control myself so I didn’t completely lose it. I’d been fantasizing about this very moment for days, and now it was about to happen. I was the luckiest bastard on Earth.

  When I had her body pulled to the edge of the bed and I was lined up perfectly to her entrance, I watched as her slick juices slipped out of her slit, and I couldn’t help but lean forward and get a little taste. Her moan let me know that she approved, and soon I was not only licking her pussy, but I was smearing her liquid on my dick, getting ready to take her from behind. “Are you ready?” I asked and positioned myself right at her entrance.

  I saw her nod, but I couldn’t hear her. So I grabbed a handful of her hair, and I knew then that all my fantasies had come true. “Say it.”

  “I’m ready for you. Fuck me, Dax. Fuck me hard from behind.”

  I let out a large breath and pushed into her so hard that I almost came right then and there. Still holding on to her long hair, I thrusted my cock deep inside of her. I wanted to see her face, but if I really did only have one time with her, it had to be this way. Or I’d always regret it.

  “Oh my gosh, this feels… It feels. This so, so much, it feels too good,” she moaned, and pushed her head into the mattress which caused her ass to lift up in the air. I had never done anal, but at that moment it was my new mission. I was going to take her ass at some point.

  Grabbing around her waist with my hands, I then pulled her closer to me and picked up my pace. I wanted to fuck her all day, but I did need to be at work. Fucking shit. “I’m going to make us both come together. Are you ready?” I asked and slammed into her tight cunt over and over again, building the pressure that was about to be released.

  “Yes, I am. I’m so close.”

  I moved my thumb over to her anus and gently pressed in her forbidden hole.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” she yelled and tried to pull away from me, but it only made me laugh.

  “You’ll like it, I promise.” I’d done my fair share of anal finger-fucking, but I’d never stuck my dick there. I’d never really had the urge until that point. But I wanted to fill all of this woman with my cock, and it turned me on even more to think about my cum dripping from both entrances.

  “Fuck,” I sighed, and knew it was time. “Come with me, Lena. I’m going to come.”

  I pushed my thumb deeper into her ass, and soon we were both screaming out in ecstasy, so loud the neighbors should have been making a call about Lena’s well-being.

  As I pumped in and out of her slowly, I enjoyed the pleasure that was pulsing through my body, and I realized then that having sex with Lena was different. I felt different. Shit, she felt different.

  “That was…” Her voice was muffled by her bedsheets and it made me laugh.

  “Amazing? Earth-shattering? Fan-fucking-tastic?’ I asked and laughed as she nodded at each word I said.

  “And more,” she said, turning around to look at me.

  So what if she was quite a bit older than me, because she hardly looked like it. She was gorgeous, and even more gorgeous when I pulled out and saw my cum dripping down her leg. “That’s a beautiful sight,” I said proudly, and couldn’t help but smack her ass.

  “Ow!” she yelped, and looked to see what I was talking about. “What’s beautiful? My ass?

  “Yup, and my cum dripping down your leg. Nothing more caveman than seeing your seed falling out of the girl you’ve wanted to fuck for over three days now.”

  “I’m such a slut,” she said jokingly, and pulled me forward for a kiss.

  Wait, shit. Cum, dripping down her leg. Fuck! “You’re on the pill, right?” I asked nervously, and could have fucking kicked my own ass for not making sure before we had sex. “God, please tell me I didn’t just totally fuck up.”

  Lena let out a laugh and patted my stomach. “We’re good. I can’t get pregnant. I’m infertile.

  The room started to spin at her words, and for some reason they really bothered me. “You’re infertile?” I asked and must have looked as shocked as I felt.

  Her cheeks turned that shade of pink that I usually loved, but this was a different kind of embarrassment. “Yeah, I am. That’s why my ex cheated on me. I couldn’t give him a baby.”

  She said this so nonchalantly that it made me want to beat the living shit out of her ex. Who would leave their wife because they couldn’t have kids? Hell, I’m only twenty-two and I know there are other ways to have children. “So he just cheated on you? That’s bullshit and really fucked up.”

  “Yeah, well, you haven’t lived that life. You’d probably do the same thing.”

  I couldn’t speak. This woman had been hurt so bad that she thought every guy was a prick. “Lena, look at me.” I grabbed her chin and lifted it toward my face. “He’s a fucking asshole. I would never leave my wife. Ever. Once I’m married, that’s it. Good or bad. Babies or no babies. Most guys are not like him. If you were ever mine, like completely mine, I’d never let you go. You’d be stuck with me forever.”

  Lena laughed and waved me off. “Right, well, that was great, and I’m sorry to drop that bomb at the end, but hey, it’s a win-win. I’m clean, we had great sex—phenomenal, really—and we got to go bare without the chance of me getting pregnant. I’m like every young man’s dream.” She was trying to be funny, but I could hear the hurt in her voice.

  “That’s not why I’d want to fuck you. And when we do fuck again, I would use a condom if I needed to. You not being able to have kids doesn’t make sex more appealing. In fact, it makes me want to do everything in my power to make that happen for you someday.

  “You don’t know what you’re saying because you’re just a kid.” She knew the minute the word kid came out of her mouth that she’d hurt me. She might as well have just kicked me in the dick.

  “A kid, huh? Sounds like the only kid in this scenario is the fucktard you married.” I could see it in her eyes that I had also crossed a line, but I knew it wasn’t about what I’d said. No, it had everything to do with the topic of our conversation.

  “Get out,” she said and covered herself with her hands. “Now. Get out.”

  Fuck. “Lena, wait. That’s not what I meant. I’m not a fucking kid, and you know it.”

  “You are, and that should have never happened. You need to leave. That will never happen again. Okay?”

  I watched her for a minute, and when she crawled off the other side of the bed and rushed to the bathroom, I knew it was time to go when the door slammed and the lock sounded like a crash of thunder.

  I’d just had the best sex of my life and then I’d ruined it all in the same moment. “Lena,” I said quietly when I walked over to the bathroom door. The shower turned on, and I knew she couldn’t hear me.

  I gathered my clothes and was ready to leave within a few minutes. I found a pad of paper on a desk in her room and left her an apology.

  Look, I’m sorry I said that, but it’s true. Any man that let you go is a fucktard. I just had the best sex of my life today, and I wanted to thank you for that. You’re something special, Lena, and the next guy you let in is one lucky son of a bitch.

  I set the pen down and looked back at the bathroom one more time. I may have just fucked my dream girl, but I also fucked it all up in the same moment. Life – 1, Dax – 0.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Lena

  I would like to say that the past few days had flown by, but in all honesty, they dragged on like the smell from a stank cigar. Thinking about Dax was my new job, and the image of him and me together was all I could think about. He hadn’t been back over to my place since our night together, and I hadn’t tried to contact him. It was better that way. I really was too old for him, and he should be at parties meeting girls his age. But for some reason, he didn’t seem into that lifestyle.

  “Stop!” Krista shouted loudly from across my room, a
ssessing my outfit for the evening.

  Surprisingly, she was wrong. For the very first time since he’d walked out our front door, I wasn’t thinking about Jared. “I’m actually not.”

  Krista lifted an eyebrow and turned to face me. “Really? That’s a first. I didn’t know he had that much of an effect on you.”

  I could feel my cheeks warm because there was no way she knew who I was really thinking of, and she never could. Krista was my closest friend, but I didn’t know how she would take it if she found out about Dax and me. “I guess he does.”

  “Wow, I guess so. Well, then, let’s get you ready for your date.”

  I looked at my clock again for the twentieth time and calculated I had one more hour until Kirk picked me up for our dinner date. That was exactly one minute since I’d looked at the clock last.

  Getting ready was bittersweet because I knew Kirk was a great guy and I needed to give him a chance, but I’d slept with another man only days ago, and as wrong as I knew it was, I couldn’t believe how right he’d felt. Sure, I’d had a sexual connection with Jared. Shit we were together since we were kids, but I couldn’t honestly remember ever feeling that connection that I’d felt the minute I’d met Dax.

  I needed to forget him, though. Kirk needed to be my main concern, and that’s what I was focusing on.

  *

  “Wow,” Kirk said with a whistle as I did a little curtsy for him. “You look incredible.”

  “You’re being too nice.” I smiled and hooked my arm through his while shutting the front door behind me. He didn’t need to know that Krista was still in my kitchen making sure I actually left and didn’t back out on our first date.

  He pointed towards a black SUV, and I followed him toward it. I was actually looking forward to this date. “That’s me, and I’m being honest. You’re stunning, Lena.”

  I let him show me his chivalrous side as I slid into the passenger side of a very nice vehicle and he shut my door behind me. I knew Kirk owned his own accounting business in town, and by the looks of it, he was doing very well.

  Dinner with Kirk was pleasant, but it wasn’t enough to make me forget about Dax. We talked about his business, and he asked me a lot of questions about being a middle school teacher. He couldn’t understand why I chose to be in that profession, but I’d known since I was a little girl that teaching was the only career path I wanted to go down. Teaching was everything to me, and there was so much to give that I only wanted to make a difference in my students’ lives. If I could help one kid, just one, I’d done my job.

  “I think you’re amazing. You couldn’t pay me enough to be in a room with twenty-five thirteen-year-olds. Colton’s enough.”

  We both laughed and took another sip of our wine. Our dinner was winding down, and I knew what was coming next. Krista had asked me what my plan was, but I was so on the fence about everything that I guess I’d have to see what my inner woman thought when he dropped me off back home. It would be my call if I invited him inside for coffee. Did I want to have coffee with him?

  “Tonight has been so great; I hate to call it quits so soon. Should we go for a walk around the boardwalk?”

  “Yeah, that actually sounds perfect.” And it really did. More time to procrastinate.

  Talking with Kirk was easy, but there was something missing. I never felt the need to rip his clothes off and see how fast he could make me come. In fact, I’d never had that feeling before Dax. I wasn’t ready to give up, though. I needed to give this all a little more time.

  So we walked and talked and walked some more. Our exes came up, and I found out that Kirk’s ex lived about two hours away and they shared custody of Colton. The only good thing about finding out that I wasn’t able to have children was the fact that I didn’t have to share them with Jared. Only, a part of me wondered if we would still be married if I was able to give him what he wanted more than anything else in life. A child. We’d started trying for a baby only a year after we got married. When it didn’t happen within the first year, I knew something was wrong. Being an only child, I’d heard the horror stories of my mother trying to conceive and make it full term. Miscarriage after miscarriage almost made her and my father give up hope, but then when they were ready to talk about adoption, I came along and stayed for good. The only issue was that I’d never even held a positive pregnancy test before. Many doctor appointments later, I found out that I simply didn’t ovulate. Jared tried to stay strong, but he was so against IVF or adoption that the subject was completely dead. Facing the fact that I would never bear children was horrible, but doing it alone had been the lowest point in my life.

  “Penny for your thoughts?” Kirk asked and nudged me with his shoulder.

  Bumping him back, I figured there was never a good time to drop this huge bomb. Not that I knew if he even wanted kids someday, but my issue could potentially be a deal breaker. “I’m not able to have kids. That’s why my marriage failed. I didn’t exactly tell you the whole picture.”

  Kirk just nodded and didn’t miss a beat. “Well, he’s an idiot.”

  I thought about what Dax had said, and I was beginning to maybe think they were right. If it was the other way around, I’d never cheat on Jared and leave him. I’d find a way to make my life work with him, with or without children. “Thanks, I needed to hear that again.”

  “Again?” he said with a laugh, and I realized I’d almost blown my cover. “Yeah, my friends weren’t his biggest fans.” And saved.

  “We had a hard time having Colton, so I can kind of understand. He’s a test-tube baby.” He grinned at me, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

  “That’s awful, to call him that.”

  Kirk chuckled and reached down to take my hand in his. “I know, but it’s so fun to say.”

  I was ready to drop the conversation about kids, because now seeing Kirk’s reaction made me feel horrible about blowing up at Dax. “Right, well, are you ready to get out of here?”

  “I thought you’d never ask.” He pulled me quickly toward the direction of his vehicle. I guess we were having coffee, even though I still wasn’t one-hundred percent in. For some stupid reason, I felt like I’d be hurting Dax if I did invite him in, but I also needed to do what was best. Coffee it was, because it was the only way to make the best happen.

  “Do you like coffee?” I asked in a more playful tone that I’d expected to, and I sounded more like an idiot.

  Kirk pulled his door shut and started up his SUV. “Uh, yeah. I mean, not a lot of cream or sugar, but I could use a cup of black coffee.”

  When I started laughing, he looked at me with a confused expression and just headed back to my place without asking why I’d laughed.

  The ride to my house was quiet, and I started to think about how up until a week ago I’d only slept with one man in my entire adult life, and now in one week, I was going to be with two others. I was a little hussy, and I kind of liked it. That is, until I saw a figure sitting on my steps when Kirk turned the corner to my house.

  “Looks like you have a visitor. Do you know him?”

  I squinted my eyes and tried to hold back a gasp when I saw Dax sitting on my front porch, holding his head in his hands.

  I took a few quick breaths and tried to think about how I could explain this situation without looking like a moron. So I lied. “Yeah, he’s um, my nephew. Yeah, Dax. My nephew is here for the summer.” What the fuck was I doing?

  “I thought you said you were an only child?” he asked with a confused expression and pulled his car right in front of my house. Dax looked up and started to stand. Shit!

  Lying was not my thing. In fact, I’d been told my entire life that I would never make a good criminal because I’d just end up convicting myself. But there was no turning back now. “He’s actually my cousin’s son. She and I were like sisters growing up, so her children always called me Aunt Lena. You know, so I’ve just always called Dax my nephew.” God, this was weird.

  “Okay, cool. But what is h
e doing outside of your house at ten o’clock at night?”

  He did have a point. That was an excellent question. And for some reason, I was a fucking awesome criminal at that moment because my lies just kept coming out. “My cousin is out of town, so he’s staying with me. He must have locked himself out. I bet he was out, you know, with other twenty-year-olds, and forgot his keys.” I tried to hold a smile and couldn’t believe how well I was doing. I was actually believable.

  Kirk peered over again and Dax and gave him a once-over. “Right, well, I’m really bummed about missing out on that coffee,” he said with a wink, which made me laugh. I guess I wasn’t subtle about the coffee comment.

  “Rain check for coffee,” I said with amusement and then remembered that Dax was standing on my freaking front porch. What in the world was he doing there?

  “Do I need to walk you in and make sure you both get inside?”

  I shook my head and pulled out my house keys. “Nope, I’ve got my keys right here.”

  “Okay, well, tonight was really fun, Lena. Thanks for giving me a second chance.”

  I could tell he wanted to kiss me goodnight, but I couldn’t do that when Dax was looking right at us. So when Kirk went fifty percent in, I reached forward and planted a quick peck on his cheek. He pulled back with a confused expression and looked back over my shoulder.

  “Dax is looking,” I whispered, and shrugged my shoulders.

  Kirk eyed me for a second but didn’t ask any questions. “Right. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? Let’s make date number two happen soon. I really like you, Lena.”

  I smiled and gave him a small wave before turning around to face Dax.

  Dax watched Kirk’s SUV pull away but didn’t say a word to me as I walked past him and pushed my key into the lock. I had no idea what he was doing at my house, but I wasn’t going to lie and say it wasn’t nice to see him. No matter how hard I tried to deny it, he made my heart race.

  When I walked through my front door, I held it open and motioned my head forward, signaling that it was okay if he followed. I was actually glad he was there, because having sex with Kirk probably wouldn’t have been my best move. And I needed to apologize. Granted, that could have waited until I saw him next week, but I needed to say I was sorry.