Behind Closed Doors

by Terry Towers

  Reaching for him, Vivian pulled his body onto hers. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth as he urged her legs apart and settled between them. She needed him to know how much he meant to her, how much she needed him. And only him.

  He pulled up, bracing a hand on each side of her head. His grey eyes looked deep into her brown ones. "I love you too, Viv," he replied, lowering his head so his lips caressed hers.

  She clutched onto him, her fingers digging into his ass, pulling him down. "Then give me that large cock of yours already."

  Blake laughed, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "All you had to do was ask." He quipped as his hand led the tip of his cock to the entrance of her heat. He teased her with it for a moment, the head of his cock dipping into her partially, then pulling out.

  Growling, Vivian pulled him down hard into her. He filled her completely, to the hilt. Her pussy stretched to its limit in an attempt to accommodate him. Blake groaned into her neck and he began to thrust.

  "Don't hold back," she begged, wrapping her legs around his waist, still feeling he was trying to prolong the moment for her. There was nothing she wanted more, at that moment, than to feel him fill her with his cum.

  So he did.

  He thrust into her hard, deep and fast. Her hips thrust with his, moving in perfect harmony. She was sure her moans could be heard outside, but she didn't care. Let them hear! The man fucking her was amazing and was bringing her to heights she'd never experienced before. Her body quivered and tensed. It was sheer heaven!

  "I want to feel you come on my cock Viv," he stated, continuing his unrelenting pace.

  Just the simple request, was enough to send her plummeting over the edge. She cried out, her legs tightening around his waist, pulling him into her as deeply as possible.

  "Mmmm, Vivian" he responded to her orgasm, as he gave one final thrust.

  Vivian felt him fill her with his ejaculation. She clung to him, pressing her face into his neck as he lowered himself onto her, crushing her pert breasts with his sweat-covered chest.

  Blake rolled over to his back, and pulled Vivian against him. Her warm, exhausted body snuggled tight to his.

  She kissed his chest, as her index finger traced the contours of the muscles in his smooth chest and abs.

  A half hour passed before Blake spoke, breaking the silence, "So where was the party you went to last night?"

  Vivian crinkled her nose up at him, "Party?"

  He nodded, "Yah, the one you went to. Came home with muddy shoes..."

  Oh shit! That party. She groaned inwardly.

  Blake rose to get out of bed, despite Vivian's protests for him to stay. "I'll be right back. I have something to show you." he said standing and walking out of the room.

  A wicked smile touched Vivian's lips as she watched his beautifully sexy ass leave the room. She rolled over onto her back, her fingers laced behind her head and waited for him to return, wondering what was going on.

  A couple of minutes later she heard him coming back up the stairs. She sat up and pulled her knees to her chest, waiting to see what he had for her.

  He came into the room holding both his and her phones in his hands.

  Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!

  "You wouldn't have been on Eastlake Lane would you?" he asked, passing her phone to her and sitting on the edge of the bed with his. "Because apparently I was. Didn't even realize I had activated that feature on this phone. Noticed it was on when I left earlier."

  Vivian's face blanched and her mouth fell open.

  He reached over and touched a few buttons on her phone, bringing up her movement history. "Looks like we went to the same place, no less. I just don't recall there being a house party at that address."

  "I - well. You see-" she stammered.

  "Why were you following me, Viv?" he asked, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

  She shrugged, relieved that he didn't seem angry. "When you came home yesterday morning I got a little jealous when I found out you were with some woman all night. I wanted to see what she looked like and see for myself if it was serious or not. So I went to take a peek."

  Blake raised a questioning eyebrow at her, "A peek? How much did you see Vivian?"

  "Everything," she lowered her eyes, embarrassed over her behaviour.

  "Everything?" he parroted, astonishment in his tone. "Why?"

  Another shrug as she looked up into his questioning eyes. "Well guys watch porn," she protested.

  Blake threw back his head and laughed. "Fair enough. I just really wish you hadn't done that. Why didn't you just tell me how you felt?"

  Sighing, Vivian straddled his lap and gave him a tender kiss on the lips. "You never told me."

  "Well I'll never make that mistake again," he replied, as he raked his fingers through her silken hair and watched as the strands fell slowly and silkily from his fingers. He looked back up into her eyes, "I love you, Viv."

  She grinned. "I love you too," she replied placing her palms on his chest and pushing him back on the bed. "Now let me show you just how much."

  The End

  Excerpt From

  Milk Money (Anything He Desires)

  By

  Terry Towers

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  Chapter 1

  "That'll be eight twenty-six please."

  Faith gave the teenaged counter attendant a tight smile as she passed over her debit card for payment while doing the quick calculations in her head. She was sure she still had ten bucks in her bank account, so she should be okay - should.

  The attendant passed her the keypad to the Interac machine and she quickly punched in her information. Faith's month old baby, Bella, gurgled next to her in her carrier, as she finished with the keypad and handed it back to the young woman behind the counter.

  Faith rocked Bella in her basinet as she waited for the verdict.

  "It's declined."

  Ah shit! Faith could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, as she looked down at the soup and sandwich she'd ordered and was sitting prepared in front of her, and then back up at the woman across from her.

  "Do you want to try another card?"

  I wish I had another card with money on it, Faith groaned inwardly.

  Faith searched her wallet frantically looking for some cash, hoping that perhaps she'd stashed a bill or two in one of the compartments, so she could pay for her meal.

  "What are you doing honey? You know I switched the cash from that account to this one this morning. Here use this to pay for both meals."

  Faith froze. Confused, she frowned, looking up to her left. A little tingle shot through her as her gaze fell in those of a tall, wickedly handsome, dark-haired man beside her. She watched with curious eyes as he gave the attendant a card he’d retrieved from his small black, leather wallet. Feeling her eyes on him, the handsome stranger glanced down at her, a heart-warming smile gracing his lips, and he gave her a wink. His green eyes had a noticeable spark in them that made her weak in the knees. Faith watched silently as he accepted the keypad and proceeded with the transaction.

  "I ummm." Her eyes took a full survey of him. He was close to a foot taller than her 5'3 height and he was dressed conservatively; in a finely tailored suit, that Faith guessed must have cost him quite a hefty sum of money.

  "Come on, let's have a seat." Stashing his wallet back into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, the stranger grabbed both trays and nodded towards a vacant table towards the back end of the quaint little, sandwich shop.

  Still flabbergasted, Faith nodded and allowed him to usher her and Bella to the free table. Setting the food on the table, he pulled a seat out for her and motioned for her to sit. Once she was comfortably seated, with Bella's carrier sitting on the table next to them, the stranger seated himself across from her.

  "I'm Eric Stinger." He reached across the table extending his hand to her.

  She hesitated a moment before accepting his hand, in a firm handshake. She looked down at her soup and san
dwich and her cheeks burned a second time. "Faith Henderson. Thank you for..."

  "Don't mention it. So how old might the little one be?" he asked as he picked up and took a bite from his roast beef sandwich.

  Her embarrassment faded quickly at the mention of her beloved daughter. "This is Isabella, but I call her Bella." Faith touched the baby's plump cheek and Bella gurgled.

  "She's beautiful. Her father must be proud."

  "Nah. Her father's not in the picture."

  "Why's that, if you don't mind my asking?"

  Faith turned her attention back to Eric. "We met at NYU. I was a freshman, he was a senior. I got pregnant. He didn't want to be a father. End of story."

  "So you have no contact with him?"

  Faith shook her head and directed her attention to her chicken noodle soup. Scooping up a spoonful she brought it to her mouth taking a sip.

  "Why don't you sue for child support? You have rights and he has a responsibility..."

  "You sound like a lawyer," Faith teased, taking another sip.

  "Guilty as charged." A wide grin spread across his lips, making him even more handsome than he already was. She eyed him a moment. His short dark hair was perfectly styled, just unruly enough to give him a little bit of a bad boy edge. His square jaw showed a touch of a shadow - giving him a dangerously sexy look without taking away from his refined style.

  "Well, thank you for the free legal council, but we don't need anyone giving us anything." She reached over and took Bella's little hand in her own. "We're doing just fine, aren't we baby girl." She wondered briefly if he could hear the falseness in her claim - she hoped not.

  "I'm sorry. I don't mean to pry."

  Turning her attention back to Eric, she smiled and shook her head. "It's okay. The least I can do is answer a few questions, considering you were kind enough to buy me lunch."

  "Then is it okay if I ask you a few more?"

  Picking up her bacon and turkey sandwich, she took a bite and nodded, watching him intently.

  "How do you support the two of you? Live with your parents?"

  Faith paused her chewing to eye him cautiously. In normal situations, she'd be beginning to feel uneasy with these personal questions, but considering his occupation she supposed asking questions was second nature for him. Besides that she could see friendliness and compassion in his gaze, making her feel more at ease than she normally would be.

  She shook her head, her long dark hair, tied tightly in a ponytail at the back of her head swinging back and forth with the movement. "No, I ummmm. I'm living off my student loan money, I have to go into the bank and transfer more funds into my personal account. I thought I had enough for the food. I dropped out of school during the first semester when Bella was born and now we live off the money that was originally set to cover my tuition fees... When Bella gets old enough I'll get a job and then figure out what to do from there."

  "I see."

  Faith took another bite from her sandwich and watched his expression, but any thoughts he may have about her way of going about supporting her and Bella was effectively veiled.

  "What happens when that money runs out?"

  Lowering her eyes, Faith gulped down the lump forming in her throat. She'd been trying not to think about that, though she knew she'd run out quicker than she was comfortable with. Living off temporary government funds didn't appeal to her, even for a short period, but it seemed to be a very real possibility if she didn't come up with a solution soon.

  "I don't know," she admitted turning her attention back to Bella and giving the carrier a little rock. "We'll figure something out." Turning her interest back to him, she flashed him a smile that she hoped said she had no worries in the world.

  This was the first time in over a year that she'd had lunch with a man. It may not be a date, but she was going to try to make the most of it, and perhaps leave her worries behind for at least a few minutes. "What about you. Children?" She glanced down at his left hand. "Not married I see?"

  Eric chuckled. "Nope, none of the above."

  "Why?" Taking another bite from her sandwich, Faith watched as he considered the answer.

  "I just graduated from law school a couple of years ago, so I never put much effort in finding someone. With my first year at the firm, I put every waking second into work, trying to make an impression. I'm at the point now where I can finally take a minute or two for myself, but haven't put any effort into meeting someone - yet."

  "Must be lonely."

  He grinned, raising a brow at her. "Well, how long has it been since you dated someone?"

  Laughing, Faith nodded. "This has been the closest I've had to being on a date for over a year."

  Eric clucked his tongue off the roof of his mouth, his smile widening. "And is it lonely?"

  "Alright. I get it. Perhaps we both need to work on the dating thing."

  "Perhaps." Eric looked over her shoulder and frowned. "Shit."

  Faith looked over her shoulder, curious to see the reason for his distress. She saw nothing out of the ordinary.

  "I have to get back to the office. I'm late. First time I've been late since I started with the firm." Reaching into the inner pocket of his jacket, he grabbed a couple of business cards and a pen. He jotted a number on the back of one, and slid it across the table to her. "Now, if I wanted to stop by and see you tonight, what number would I call and where would I need to drive?"

  Excitement rushed through her. She couldn't believe her luck. What would the chances be that a hot, successful man like Eric Stinger would be interested in a broke, single mom that he met in a sandwich shop? Maybe her luck was changing. She took the pen from his hand and the second business card. She quickly jotted down her phone number and address, and then passed it back to him.

  He took a glance at it and stuffed it into his pocket. "So if I were to drop by at say... seven tonight, would you be home?"

  Faith laughed. "Yeah, I think there's a good chance that's where I'll be." Not like I have any money to go do anything anyhow, she mused, but kept that additional information to herself.

  He gave her a wink as he stood. "See you tonight Faith," turning to look down at Bella, "and you too, sweet Bella."

  She felt her face grow warm and felt giddy: like a schoolgirl, as she watched Eric strut across the sandwich bar, taking long, powerful strides. Her eyes lowered to his tight ass under the black pants and she felt a stirring between her legs and in her stomach that she hadn't felt in well over a year. It felt good, really good.

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