by E. L. Todd
“Yes,” Dad said. “It’s a simple question with a simple answer.”
Dad would be pissed if I disagreed with him, but then Sean would be pissed if I disagreed with him.
“You want some advice?” Sean asked.
I shrugged.
“As an executive you have to make the right decision even if it offends people. You won’t always please everyone so make the choice that benefits the most people. Then move on.”
Dad continued to stare at me.
“Okay, then I have my answer,” I said.
“What?” Dad looked at me like he expected me to agree with him.
“The girl stays.” It was wrong of her to blackmail Sean, but she had some serious issues at the time. We all make mistakes, and I know I’ve made a lot of them in my time. Just this past year I’d been making the wrong call time and time again.
Dad sighed in disappointment.
Sean had the grace not to smile. “Then that’s settled.”
***
Lexie came over the second I got out of the shower. There was one thing on my mind lately, and nothing could distract me from that thought. I hadn’t had that kind of passion in a really long time. I’d spent most of my nights wrapped up in a stranger, sometimes more than one. It was empty, meaningless, and a little nauseating.
With Lexie, it was perfect.
I loved pleasing her because I loved her. Every moan, every sigh, and every orgasm did amazing things to my body. Back and forth we reacted off each other. She was my perfect partner, the ideal competitor in a tennis match.
I opened the door in just a towel. I didn’t see the point in getting dressed since she was coming over. Most couples went out to dinner or hit the town. There was only one thing on my mind.
“Wow…it’s nice to see you too.” She stepped inside and looked at the bulge through the towel. “Impressive.”
“Thank you.” I shut the door then cupped her cheeks. My lips were on hers and I immediately devoured her. I was hungry for her and her alone. I slowly guided her toward my bedroom, my hands loosening her clothes.
Lexie grabbed my towel and yanked it off, leaving me completely naked.
She stopped kissing me for a second and looked down at my perfect body. “I can’t believe this is all mine.”
“You better believe it, baby.” I gripped her ass and continued to guide her. She was wearing jeans so I quickly undid the button and the zipper. They were loose around her waist so they were easy to yank down.
I got her on the bed then pulled her jeans off. When she was just in her bikini style panties I kissed her inner thighs and loved the way her soft skin felt against my mouth. She always smelled like honey.
She arched her back and pressed her tits toward the ceiling. Her hair was a mess on the bed, the strands reaching out everywhere.
I lifted her shirt then kissed her chest. My tongue moved along the valley between her breasts then I sucked each nipple hard, not wanting there to be any mistake that she was mine.
“Con…”
That just spurred me on harder. I yanked her panties off then climbed on top of her. I loved it when her petite frame was beneath me. She was exclusively mine, and I was the only one who could enjoy her. It sent a thrill up my spine when the woman I loved was beneath me. But now I wanted something different.
I kissed her neck then trailed my lips to her ear. “I want you on top.”
“Yeah?” she whispered.
“Yeah.” I lay back against the pillow and watched her straddle me. She placed my hard dick between her lips and she slowly rocked her hips, grinding my length directly against her wet clit.
I never knew that could feel so good.
She dug her nails into my chest and flung her hair back like she was really enjoying it. Her lips were spread apart over my length and the longer she moved the wetter it became.
My hands gripped her hips and I dug my nails into her skin. I loved watching her move back and forth with such precision. A moan came from the back of my throat and we hadn’t even started yet.
She came to a stop then leaned over me.
Her tits were in my face so I kissed the valley and let her scent wash over me. Her hair touched my shoulders, giving me extra excitement. Lexie grabbed my hard length then directed it against her entrance. She was wet and smooth but I could detect the resistance of her body as I tried to enter.
I tensed in longing, wanting to feel her tightness. My hands gripped her thighs and I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t enjoying this. The second before I entered her was always the best part.
She slowly took me in, my length stretching her the entire way. She grabbed one of her ass cheeks and pulled it to the side, stretching her entrance wider so I’d fit in all the way.
I gripped her tighter because it was so hot.
When she had me completely inside her she sat still and acclimated to my size. She panted quietly and her chest had reddened in arousal. Musical sighs escaped her lips every few seconds, like she loved every inch of me.
I stared up at her, my fingers kneading her hips. I wanted to stay like this forever. She was so warm and wet. There was nowhere else I’d rather be than buried deep inside her like this.
She grinded her hips slightly, purposely teasing me. “Con, you feel so damn good.”
“You too.”
She still didn’t move. She soaked up the sensations as much as possible.
“I love how small you are.” My hands moved to her petite waistline. She had a prominent hourglass figure and a perky bust that made her look like a real woman even though she was short. “You can still take all of me.”
“Because I want all of you.” She leaned over me and kissed me slowly, my dick still deep inside her. Her lips moved with mine and she gave me a small amount of tongue.
Just kissing her was hot. I’d never had this kind of chemistry with anyone before. Everything she did was magic.
She pulled away then licked her lips.
What a tease.
Then she slowly started to ride me, giving long and exaggerated strokes. She rocked her hips then sat on my dick over and over. My head stretched her lips every time I moved back into her.
I closed my eyes for a moment because it felt so good. “Baby…”
“You wanted me on top.”
“You’re damn good at it.”
“No, I just like you a lot.” She rubbed my chest as she continued to ride me.
I grabbed her ass and squeezed it before I guided her faster.
She purposely slowed down and denied me what I wanted.
“No, I like it like this. When it’s slow you can feel every sensation.”
I liked it like this too. But a little too much. “You’re such a tease.”
“So?” She gave me a playful look. “You like it.”
I did. I scooted back against the headboard and took her with me. I sat up and watched her ride up and down. Her tits were right in my face and her eyes were locked to mine. Her stomach was tight and I could see the small definition of her abs. She kept up the slow pace, dragging it out as long as possible.
I kissed her tits as she moved, loving how round and firm they were. “You’re beautiful.”
“And you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.”
I closed my eyes. “You make me want to come when you say things like that.”
“Maybe I want you to come,” she whispered. “I love it when you fill me up.”
I moaned but it almost sounded like a grunt. “You’re killing me here.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her forehead to mine. “No. I’m just making sweet love to you.”
My hands held onto her hips and I watched her glide up and down my length. When we were connected like this I didn’t think about anything besides the two of us. My dick still yearned for a release but when I looked into her pretty green eyes I stopped thinking about that.
All I thought about was her.
***
I stared at her without blinking.
“How was your day?” she whispered.
“Good. Yours?”
“It was fine.”
“I’ve officially been promoted to CEO.”
“Really?” Her eyes lit up. “Oh my god. Congratulations.”
“Thanks.” It was exciting but I didn’t care that much at the moment.
“So, the guys are leaving?”
“Not yet, but they will soon.”
“Wow.” She ran her hand up my chest. “You’ll be the big man in charge.”
“Yep.”
“I’m proud of you.” The sincerity was in her eyes.
“Thank you.”
“An entire empire will be at your feet. But I know you’ll be a great warlord.”
“I would.”
“And I’ll be your queen.” She gave me a playful smile.
“You’ll be chained up in my chambers so you can never get away.”
“Like I’d ever want to get away.”
“I still want you chained up anyway.” My hand glided up her side, feeling the soft skin.
She grazed her leg past mine under the sheets.
The sound of paws hitting the hardwood floor came through the door. I knew it was Apollo coming to interrupt us. He was glad I was happy but he didn’t like being neglected.
“Good thing he can’t open the door,” Lexie whispered.
“Actually, he can…”
“Really?”
The doorknob began to turn.
“Act like you’re asleep.” I closed my eyes.
“What will that do?”
“He’ll go away so he won’t wake us up,” I whispered. “Now act like you’re asleep.”
“Okay.”
The door opened and Apollo’s feet sounded on the floor. Then the bed dipped slightly as he stood on his hind legs and rested his front paws on the bed. His panting was audible and it was clear he was looking at us. After a few seconds of staring he jumped to the floor and walked out.
Lexie opened her eyes. “Phew. That was close.”
“Yeah.” My eyes opened and I sighed in relief.
“Maybe we should take him to the park or something.”
“Eh…” I do that all the time. “I want to stay here with you.”
“But I’ll come along.”
“I meant in this bed.”
“It is comfy, huh?” She kissed my chest.
“I need to get a house with a yard so he can run around.”
“I think that’s a great idea. Now you can afford it. Are you going to live next to your parents and Sean?”
“Hell no,” I said with a laugh. “We need to be at least a mile apart. Skye is crazy for wanting to be next-door neighbors with her parents. Weirdo.”
“I think it’s cute,” she whispered. “I don’t mind living with my mom again. I get to spend more time with her.”
“And Macy,” I teased.
“Well, she’s a hot mess and she’ll always be a hot mess.”
“Maybe she’ll meet a nice guy who can clean her up a bit.”
She rolled her eyes. “No guy is stupid enough to take that on.”
I chuckled. “Yeah, I guess not.” I rolled on top of her then situated myself for another round.
“What about Apollo?”
“I was hoping we could do this without him.”
She smacked my arm. “I meant he’ll hear us.”
“He never comes in here when I’m getting it on. We’re fine.”
“I feel like we have a son.”
“I guess we do.”
Chapter Twelve
Lexie
Mom just finished setting the table when I walked inside. “How was work?”
“It was okay.” I set my purse down then kissed her on the cheek.
“Did you help some nice people?” She poured two glasses of tea and added cream to each one.
“Yeah, I think so.” I slipped off my pumps then stood on the carpet with bare feet. It felt so good that I closed my eyes and moaned.
“Why don’t you just wear flats, dear?”
“Doesn’t look as professional.” I set them on top of my purse then took a seat at the table. I noticed there were only two place settings. “Macy isn’t home?”
“She went out with her friends.” Mom sat across from me then served the food. We were having pork chops and veggies.
It was nice living with her because I didn’t have to cook. She did everything for me. She even did my laundry even though I asked her not to. When I tried to pay her rent she wouldn’t allow it. I felt like a child, living in a dreamland. “How was your day?”
“Good,” she said. “I finished making that blanket.”
“Great,” I said. “It’ll look nice on the couch.”
“How’s Conrad doing?”
“He’s back to normal, being a smartass and everything,” I said with a chuckle. “He was officially promoted to CEO the other day.”
“Good for him.” She clutched her chest and beamed with pride. “He’s such a fine, young man.”
Sometimes it seemed like Mom loved him more than I did.
“You know, guys like that don’t come around very often,” Mom said as she cut into her meat. “He’s really special.”
“I know he is.”
“Don’t let him go again. If you do I’ll have to knock you around.”
“I won’t.” I wasn’t stupid enough to make the same mistake twice.
“He’s so handsome. He’ll give you the most beautiful children.”
“Uh, what about me?”
“What about you?” Mom asked with a blank look on her face.
“Won’t I give him beautiful children too?”
“Of course, sweetheart,” she said. “But if you have boys…they are going to be beautiful.”
It seemed like my mom loved him more than me sometimes.
“Do you think he’s going to propose again?”
“Uh, I’m not sure.” It was something in the back of my mind. After the way I hurt him I wouldn’t be surprised if he never asked me again. I knew I really screwed up.
“He hasn’t made any hints?”
I shook my head. “I hope he asks me. There’s nothing I want more than to marry him.”
“Maybe you should tell him that.”
“I don’t want to pressure him.” If I pushed him too far he might push back. Whenever I got too close to him he would shut me out. Everything seemed fine lately but I didn’t want to hit a trigger.
“But it seems like everything is good between you two. You sleep there more than you sleep here.” She gave me a look of accusation.
“Mom, I’m a grown woman.”
“Living under my roof…”
“I’ll move out right now if that’s a problem.” I knew this threat would work.
“Whoa, hold on,” Mom said. “Let’s not be hasty.”
I grinned in victory.
“I just mean, it seems like everything is back to normal. And you’ve been together for two years. Do you need to be together for another two years to know you want to get married?”
“I don’t know…I’m not sure how he feels about that.”
“Why don’t you ask him?”
I shrugged. “It might make things awkward. And I don’t want him to think I’m pushing him. I’m not some desperate woman who needs to get married right this second.”
“But maybe he needs confirmation that you want to get married at all…” She took a long sip of her tea.
“He does know I want to get married. Mom, back up a little bit.”
“What?” she asked. “That wonderful man is going to be my son-in-law. I have to make sure that happens. I won’t always be around so I need to know there’s someone great that will look af
ter you.”
“Mom…don’t talk like that.”
“It’s the truth. It’s how every parent feels.”
“Well, I can take care of myself. Always have.”
“It’s not the same thing. I know you’re independent and strong but everyone needs a partner.”
“Well…let’s just see how things go.”
She cut into her meat again, keeping her eyes downcast.
I couldn’t tell Conrad how anal my mother was being about this. If she had it her way we’d get married that evening. Conrad was ready for a commitment at one point but that didn’t mean he still felt that way.
“There’s something I want to talk to you about.”
So, the torture wasn’t over? “What?”
“I know things have been difficult since your father and I split up…”
You mean, when he left you for some skank? I still hadn’t spoken to my father since he left. That piece of shit could die for all I care. How could he taint his marriage by sneaking around behind Mom’s back? She didn’t deserve that.
“But I’ve gotten a lot better over the past year. Now everything feels like a distant nightmare.”
“Good.” I was grateful my mom was happy.
“I’ll always love your father no matter what. I’m not sad our marriage is over. I’m grateful it happened.”
If the man I loved did that to me I would never sweep it under the rug like she did. I wasn’t strong enough.
“But…I’ve met someone.”
I dropped my fork on the plate. “What? You met someone?” Like, a man?
“Yeah.” She tried to hide her smile but it was futile. “He’s in my knitting class. His wife passed away a few years ago and his girls are out of the house. We kind of just hit it off…”
My jaw hung and my eyes were wide. “Oh my god…”
“I know it must be strange to see your mother with someone else but—”
“Mom, I think it’s great.”
“Really…?” Relief spread across her face.
“Of course. Mom, I want you to be happy. You deserve it.”
She rested her hand on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
“You don’t owe Dad anything. I’m glad you found someone else who appreciates you.”
“That means the world to me, sweetheart.”
“When can I meet him?”
“You want to?” she asked with a smile.
