by Mia Ford
When dinner was over, I paid the tab, and we headed back to her house. As we pulled in the driveway, I realized that not only did we rush through dinner, we didn’t talk about any of the issues we were having as a couple, or whatever we could be considered. I parked the car and sat there, not ready to get out of the car yet, but starting to feel like a fool, getting the feeling that she wasn’t even interested in working everything out. Maybe she didn’t care about me like I thought she did.
25
Lacey
I sat there staring forward out of Caspian’s Jeep, neither one of us saying a word. I thought when he asked me to dinner he was going to open up to me, but instead, it was quiet and awkward the entire time. I wasn’t really sure why he asked me out at all, but I did know I didn’t want to sit there any longer, wondering what was coming next. I took off my seat belt and opened the passenger door, swinging my legs over the side but stopping. This was my last chance to talk to him, to find out how he felt about me. I didn’t want any more questions about the two of us.
I turned and looked at him. “How do you feel about me?”
He sat there for several moments, frozen like a statue, staring out the window. He slowly turned his head toward me and then back to his hands in his lap. It was like he was fighting with himself, and I couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t just say something. The anxiety of the situation was already high, and now, he was clamming up again. Finally, he looked back at me and shrugged his shoulders, telling me everything I needed to know.
I swallowed hard and got out of the Jeep, standing there for a second. A shrug was nothing. It meant absolutely nothing. It was not the answer that I wanted, but it was an answer nonetheless. I could finally take a breath and not wonder anymore. I could feel the lump forming in my throat, but I pushed it down.
“I really enjoyed working with Bella, and I really hope that she enjoys school,” I said, fighting back tears. “Please tell her goodbye for me.”
He didn’t say a word. He just sat there gripping the steering wheel and nodding his head up and down. I couldn’t believe that it was all going to end like this, with a crappy date and no words to express how I felt about him. I could have told him I loved him, but that shrug let me know he didn’t feel the same way about me. I shut the car door and made my way into the house, shutting the door and leaning my back against it. Tears flowed from my eyes, and I couldn’t and wouldn’t stop them. I moved from the door and went into the living room, sitting down on the couch and pulling out my phone.
“Jessa,” I said into the phone.
“Hey,” she replied softly. “Are you okay?”
“No,” I said, sniffling. “I’m about to go upstairs and start packing.”
“Whoa, wait, packing? What happened?”
“I’m going to come back to New York City.” I sobbed. “There is nothing left for me in this town. I made a mistake coming back here, looking for a life that was obviously not meant to be. I don’t have any reason to be here.”
“What about your grandparents’ house?”
“I’ll just fix it up and put it on the market,” I said. “It’s been really well taken care of, and it’s on the ocean, so it should sell fast.”
“Wait, Lacey,” she said kindly. “I know you’re hurting right now, and I know it all looks bleak and hopeless, but you can’t give up. Take a deep breath, and start from the beginning. Tell me what happened.”
“Caspian asked me out to dinner, and I said yes, thinking he was finally going to sit down and talk to me,” I explained through my tears. “It ended up with him just being a coward and us not talking. It was awkward and awful. Then, before I got out of the car, I stopped and asked him how he felt about me.”
“And?”
“He shrugged.” I sobbed. “He fucking shrugged and stared out the window of his car. I don’t understand. Why did he even ask me out to dinner if he was going to clam up and not talk to me? I really thought we were going to work through this, but I was so wrong.”
I looked up at the sound of a loud knock on the door. I pulled myself from the couch as I listened to Jessa talk about what happened. I could tell she really didn’t know what to say, making me feel like I was even more correct about his shrugging. I walked over to the door and looked through the peephole, seeing Caspian standing on the other side.
“Jessa,” I said, interrupting her. “Let me call you back. Caspian is at the door. I guess he never actually left.”
I straightened myself out and wiped the makeup from under my eyes, and then I opened the door. I stood staring at Caspian who looked really nervous. He clenched his hands together and looked me in the eyes.
“I’m so sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to shrug. I panicked and that was what came out. I didn’t mean to hurt you or make you think I didn’t care about you. May I come in?”
“I guess,” I said, stepping to the side and watching as he walked past.
I watched him as he walked down the hall and stopped, unsure of where he was going. I shut the door and turned, walking toward him. I went from upset to angry really fast, but as I walked toward him, ready to give him a piece of my mind, he spoke, blurting out exactly what I wished and hoped he would have said long before that night.
“I love you,” he said quickly and loudly. “Lacey, I have loved you for a while, and what happened on Saturday had nothing to do with you and everything to do with the fear and guilt I haven’t been able to let go of. I don’t want to be without you.”
“I love you, too,” I said, smiling, relief running through me.
We lunged toward each other, landing in each other’s arms as we pressed our lips together. His hands flew up into my hair, and I pressed my palms gently against his chest. I could feel his heart racing, and I knew mine matched his exactly. We had finally told each other how we felt. I pulled away and grabbed him by the wrist, leading him back to my bedroom. I shut the door behind us and turned around, pulling my shirt over my head as I moved toward him. He reached up and grabbed my breasts, massaging them gently as I pulled at the belt on his pants. I unzipped them and let them fall to the floor, moving to his shirt and finishing up with his boxers. He stood in front of me completely naked and entirely erect.
He pulled my pants down and off of me, and I reached behind my back, unhooking my bra and throwing it to the side. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulled them off, running his lips up my stomach, over my tits, and to my mouth. I whimpered at the feeling of his tongue pushing into my mouth, swirling around and tasting me. I wanted him so badly, but it was more than lust this time. It was love. Our emotions were running high, and my breathing was intense. He ran his hands down my sides and cupped my ass, picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He walked forward and pressed my back against the wall, kissing me wildly. He set my feet down on the floor and slowly lowered himself down, pushing my legs apart.
His fingers ran gently over my pulsing mound, pushing through my juices and sliding inside of me. I moaned out, feeling him begin to finger me softly and slowly, his eyes gazing up into mine with heat and passion. He leaned forward and slid his tongue through my folds, circling it around my clit as his fingers continued to push in and out. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, leaning my head back and feeling the warmth of his breath against my pulsating nub.
“More,” I whimpered, pushing his head forward and feeling the suction against my pussy.
He gripped my thigh with his free hand and fingered me harder, coaxing the heat in my stomach to a full flame. I gasped as his mouth wrapped around my clit and sucked, his teeth gently nibbling as electricity shot up my legs and through my stomach. I just wanted more and more. I wanted to feel the climax that I was teetering on the edge of. As if he could read my thoughts, his tongue moved faster through my juices, and his fingers twisted and turned as they entered and exited over and over again. I latched on to his hair and closed my eyes, my body bursting open, trembling wildly as m
y orgasm blew through me like a freight train.
He stood up and smiled, grabbing my ass and lifting me back up. This time, he reached down and slid his cock through the juices flowing out of me, wrapping my legs over his hips and pressing me hard against the wall. Still trembling from orgasm, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he pressed his hands against the wall behind me. His hips then began to pump, fucking me hard with his big, erect cock. I dug my nails into his shoulders, breathing heavily and moaning with the vibrations of his body slamming hard into mine. The pictures on the walls around us rattled as my body slammed back into the wall with every thrust of his hips. My pussy was vibrating around his shaft, and I buried my mouth into his neck, screaming wildly at the feeling.
I looked up at the mirror behind him, watching as his ass flexed and released, my body like a ragdoll wrapped around his waist. The muscles in his thighs and back were at full attention, bulging at the exertion of holding me up and fucking me at the same time. He groaned loudly into my ear, turning me on even more. I bit down on his shoulder and whimpered, still watching his amazing body in the mirror. He slowed his thrusts down and reached back under my ass, pulling me into him and turning toward the bed.
He laid me down on my back and swiped his fingers over my lips. I opened my mouth and took his fingers in, sucking hard as he watched me. I put my hands down and scooted back until my head was resting on the pillow. He gazed down at me, his eyes filled with hunger. I opened my legs wide and invited him in.
He grinned and crawled toward me until he was hovering over me. I reached between us and grabbed his cock, pulling it in and guiding it through my juices. I gasped as he pushed his hips forward, filling me with his rock-solid shaft. His hands ran up my arms and linked into my fingers, pulling my arms up over my head.
Keeping his eyes locked on mine, Caspian began to move in waves over me. His hands pushed down hard on mine, keeping himself lifted up as he pushed his body forward and back with his big strong legs. He lowered his head down to mine and kissed my mouth, groaning into my throat. I pulled my legs up to each side of him and tilted my hips, pushing him deeper inside of me. He lifted up his head and looked back into my eyes, his jaw clenched as he moved in a steady pace. I bit my lip and smiled, lifting my head and sucking on his earlobe.
“I want to ride you,” I whispered, pulling my head back and looking mischievously at him.
26
Caspian
I want to ride you,” she whispered in my ear, laying her head back down and smiling.
I growled loudly, pulling out and falling over on my back. I watched as she seductively moved over me, straddling my waist and grabbing onto my cock. Slowly, she lowered herself down until I was fully inside of her, her hips grinding against me. I watched as her gorgeous body moved like a dance, her hips swaying and her waist and chest moving with it. She ran her hands up her body and grabbed onto her tits, pinching down on her nipples. She leaned her head back and moaned as I began to push my hips up and down.
My eyes rolled over her soft, milky skin, and I listened to the song of ecstasy that she sang from her throat. Behind her, the moonlight shone through the window, casting dancing shadows across her body. The waves crashed against the shore, and she looked beyond amazing, writhing on top of me. I never wanted this to end. I wanted to have Lacey in my arms, and in my bed, for a very long time. When I let my fears go, we meshed together so well, and I felt like I had found home once again.
I grabbed onto her thighs and laid my head down, watching as she pushed herself toward another climax. She looked so amazing on top of me, and I couldn’t help but think about how I had told this sexy woman that I loved her. She was so hot, it was hard for me not to come right then and there, but I took a deep breath, knowing we were in no way finished. She leaned her body back and ground down against me, her head lolling back and her moans echoing off the walls of her room. I let go of her thighs and reached up, rubbing her clit as she started to move faster and faster against me.
She shook on top of me, her body already feeling the effects of our lovemaking. I bit my lip and watched her move, my cock sliding just slightly in and out of her wetness. Her clit was swollen and as hard as a bullet, aching for release as my fingers danced gingerly across it. I felt lustful and careful at the same time, wanting to pull her into the waves of pleasure, but not wanting to go myself, at least not yet. She deserved for me to pay extra attention to her, to show her how much I loved her and needed her. I wanted her to feel every inch of me inside of her and know that I was hers and she was mine.
“Come for me, baby,” I whispered.
“Yes,” she screamed out, arching her chest into the air.
Her body shook over top of me, and I could feel the waves of pleasure pulsating around my cock. Her warm juices flowed down my shaft, and I growled, grabbing her by the waist and throwing her down on the bed. I hooked her legs up over my shoulders and sat up on my knees, pulling her into me as my cock slipped through her wetness and deep inside. She screamed out, the feeling heightening her orgasm. I pulled and pushed her hard, back and forth, slamming my dick deep inside. The coils on the mattress created a background chorus that complemented the wavering tones of her screaming. I dug my fingers into her as I fucked her as hard as I could. She reached out to either side of her and grabbed onto the sheets, wrapping them around her hands and binding herself below me.
I bit my lip and watched as her tits bounced wildly around, her eyes closed as she concentrated on the feeling of me inside of her. Every position we switched to felt better than the last, and I knew that I didn’t have a whole lot of restraint left in me. I wanted to come inside of her, feel her squirm and writhe in my arms. I wanted her to be close, for us to be close, and feel the lust and emotion flow from me to her and vice versa.
I pulled out and laid down on the bed, facing her. She turned toward me and put her leg up on my hip, staring deeply in my eyes as she pushed my erection inside. I dug my toes into the bed and began to move up and down, feeling my skin slide through her juices and then back out again. The intensity of her stare made it hard for me to hold back, and I gripped tightly to her hip, trying to go just a little longer. She leaned her face closer to mine, her breathing increasing but no sounds escaping her throat. I stared deeper into her eyes as we moved in the same rhythm, completely and totally connected in every way.
As I teetered on the edge of climax, she gasped, gripping down on my shoulder with her fingers. I could feel her body tense, and I moved my body up hard, pushing as deep inside of her as I could go. Our mouths barely touched each other’s as both of our bodies gave in, coming hard and long, in sync with each other. I laid there, frozen in my own body, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over me as her pussy constricted tightly around my shaft. She whimpered as her body absorbed every wave of ecstasy that it encountered until finally, our muscles relaxed, and we sank into the bed.
She pulled her leg down and leaned in, kissing me gently on the lips. My heart was racing so fast that I thought it would burst from my chest. As we laid there gathering the last bit of strength we had, she ran her fingers through my hair, still looking me deep in my eyes. Everything about this woman was amazing, from the way she handled me to the way she cared for my daughter. I thought for the longest time that I would never find someone that I could love again, but I was so very wrong. Lacey had come into my life at the exact moment that I needed her, and I was pretty sure I was doing the same thing for her. She came to life when she was with Bella and me, and I wanted to continue to see that light shine.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and shook my head, replaying what we had just done. It was insane how every time that we had sex, it seemed like it got better and better. I hadn’t wanted to have sex that night. I wanted to show Lacey how much I loved her, but I couldn’t keep my hands off her. My heart just about burst when I heard her tell me that she loved me. I had revealed my feelings to her with such a blunt delivery, but it was then or never, especially cons
idering how I acted in the car leading up to that. I had almost blown it, and when I sat there in the Jeep thinking about never seeing her again, never touching her, and going on in my life without her by my side, something snapped, chasing the fear right out of my body.
“That was amazing,” she said, pulling the blankets up over us.
“You are amazing,” I replied. “And our future together is going to be so amazing.”
“It is,” she said, smiling. “So absolutely amazing. Do you think that your mother will be happy about us being together?”
“Are you kidding?” I asked, chuckling. “I’m pretty sure she likes you way more than she likes me.”
“Your mother makes me feel like I’m around my grandmother again,” she said. “Warm, comforted, and loved. Something I didn’t get to feel very often. I’m really lucky that I met you when I got here. You guys have made a serious difference in my life.”
“You’ve made one in ours as well,” I replied. “I mean, Bella loves you so much, and she just isn’t the same when you aren’t around.”
“I can’t wait to move forward into your life and Bella’s,” she whispered. “I’m sad that I won’t be tutoring Bella anymore, though. She really reinforced the fact that I wanted to be a teacher. She is the smartest little girl that I have ever come into contact with. She took my life and gave it meaning as soon as I walked into your house. And you, well you gave me something that I was pretty sure I would never find: love. Now, all I have to do is find a new gig, and I will be set. I’m going to start looking for a new job tomorrow, after we’re finished at Bella’s school. I know this is a small town, but there has to be some kind of position in education, even if it isn’t teaching directly. Something I can get my foot in the door with.”
“Actually, I think I can help in that department,” I replied. “There is an opening for a first grade teacher at Bella’s school. I read it in a news bulletin that the school emails out to the parents. I thought about you immediately, especially since tutoring is over. They are looking for someone that has knowledge of early learning, is patient, and qualified. You’re all of those things, and it’s working at the same school that Bella attends, so you could keep an eye on her for me.”
