"I had to do that, otherwise I'd never make it to the door." I winked.
"Oh please, I'm starving!" she laughed.
I quickly went to the front door and grabbed the pizza. I brought it into the kitchen, opening up her cabinets until I found dishes. I piled the steaming hot pieces onto our plates, and made my way back to the living room. She sat there, grinning eagerly.
"Here you are, the best way to celebrate an orgasm," I laughed, handing her the food.
She giggled, taking it. "Thank you. But now I need my shirt back." She looked at me expectantly.
"Ok. I see how it's going to be." I set my plate down on the table, lifting my shirt up over my head. "Here you go."
She smiled, a hunger flashing across her eyes as she eyed my chest. She put the shirt back on, rolling up the over-sized sleeves so she could eat. I sat next to her, picking up my plate.
I watched her slowly take bites, engrossed in the movie. Every little gesture or comment she made, made me smile. I loved how much I enjoyed just staying in eating pizza with her.
"So," she said after a while, pulling me out of my thoughts. "What are your plans this week?" I turned completely to face her as she curled herself up. My shirt covered up everything but her legs. They looked so sleek and sexy. I wanted to be between them again.
"Just the usual work and what not. What about you? When are you working?" I asked.
"I am at the hospital Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, and I'm at Johnny's on Friday," she answered, running her finger slowly up and down her calf, as if she had been reading my mind.
"I see. Well, if you're free Saturday, I'd love to take you out, on a real official date. If you want of course. I mean I guess we haven't exactly discussed what's next for us." I was stumbling over my words. What was she thinking?
A giant smile appeared on her face. "I would love to go to dinner with you."
"Ok, great." I hadn't realized I was holding my breath. Why was I nervous?
"I guess we should figure out what we're doing here though," she shifted, letting one leg fall to the floor. "What are you thinking?"
I poked her playfully. "What are you thinking?" I asked, laughing.
"No, you go first!" she cried, lightly hitting my arm.
"Alright, alright. What am I thinking?" I asked. She nodded. I scratched my chin, pretending to be deep in thought, causing her to giggle and swat me again.
"Ok, ok, seriously." Well, here goes. I might as well tell her the truth. "I'm thinking that I really enjoy spending time with you, no matter what we're doing. I've loved getting to know you, and I want to know more. I'm not interested in anything casual. I just, want, you." I trailed off quietly at the end there, unable to break our eye connection.
She sat quietly for a moment, causing my heart to beat faster. Shit, what if she didn't feel this way?
She reached both her hands out to me. I grabbed them, rubbing my thumbs over her knuckles. "I feel the exact same way. I want you too, in all sense of the word! I'm tired of trying to make other people happy or worry about what others are thinking, I need to do something finally for me. And being with you is going to make me the happiest woman I know."
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Lacey
He sat there with a sweet smile on his face. My heart was now pounding, not from anxiety, but from pure joy. I lunged toward him, grabbing his face and pulling his mouth to mine. The kiss was electric, causing my sex to tingle and dampen. I thought back to earlier when his perfect mouth was on it. That had felt beyond amazing, but now I wanted more of him.
He scooped me up, carrying me back to the bedroom. I was still only in his button up shirt, his hands gripping my flesh. He threw me back on the bed, and ripped open the shirt, buttons popping in all directions. That was incredibly sexy, so primal. His eyes were dark and hot as he leaned over me. I reached up behind his neck, crashing his mouth back to mine. His tongue swirled frantically in my mouth.
I felt my breasts press against his smooth warm skin. He ran his hands over them, gently squeezing my nipples until I felt them harden under his touch. A low moan escaped my lips into his. God, I needed him now.
He stood up quickly to pull down his jeans, his eyes never leaving mine. My chest rose up and down, my cheeks pink. He climbed back onto the bed slowly, balancing himself over me. He kissed me again, a long slow kiss, the intensity of the moment hitting me. I reached my hand up and grabbed his erection. The feeling of his hardness in my soft small hand was one I could get used to.
"Do you have protection?" he whispered quickly between kisses.
"I have an IUD, we're good," I answered breathily.
I met his eyes as I pulled him to my opening. I pushed the tip into my tight wetness. God that felt fucking good. He groaned, biting his lip as he slowly pushed himself further into me, stretching me. I cried out as he entered me completely. I had never felt so full in my life. He kissed me, taking it slow at first, letting me adjust to his size. He moved quicker as I transitioned from slight pain to absolute pleasure.
I wrapped my arms around his broad back, gripping his tight muscles as he worked his way in and out of me. I could feel the pleasure building as he rocked against my clit. I brought my hips up to meet him, rubbing against him, using him for my pleasure. He bent down and sucked on my neck, surprising me how good it felt.
"Oh Ben!" I cried, digging my fingers in further. I could tell I was getting close. I was afraid I would hurt him, so I brought one hand down, gripping and pulling the sheets tightly. I needed something to steady me; I was almost overwhelmed with how incredible everything felt.
"I want you to come for me, Lacey," he growled in my ear. "I want your tight little pussy to come."
His words sent me over the edge, spiraling into a mind-blowing orgasm, pleasure radiating through me. I cried out, unsure of what exactly I said. Sex had never been like this for me before. I wrapped my arms tightly around him as I tried to recover. I felt like my heart might explode in my chest. But he wasn't finished. He continued to relentlessly thrust himself into me, my body taking all of him. He kissed me harder and harder, signaling to me he was about to find his release.
"Now you come for me," I cried. "I want to make you feel good too." I felt his whole body tighten beneath my hands.
"Oh Lacey, fuck!" he gasped, spilling himself into me. I pulled him close, enjoying the feeling of his weight on me. We laid there catching our breath, not moving from each other's arms. He kissed my cheek.
"That was incredible," he whispered.
"Yes it was," I smiled.
He rolled to the side, pulling me into his nook. I adjusted my head into his shoulder, breathing in his masculine scent. I felt pure happiness in that moment. Why hadn't I let him do that to me sooner?
His arm gently reached up, his fingers running through my hair. "So, girlfriend."
I strained my neck to look up at him. "Yes boyfriend?" I giggled.
"Nothing really, I just wanted to say that out loud," he smiled.
My heart fluttered.
"Well boyfriend, I know you have to get up early. I want you to get enough rest," I said, running my fingers up and down his chest.
"Oh I see, just use me and kick me out." He brought his hands to his chest, feigning pain.
"No!" I gasped, playfully hitting him. "I would love for you to stay with me. I want you to stay, but I understand if you would want to go back to your own place. It is a school night after all."
"I'm a big boy now. I can have sleepovers on school nights."
"I'm just afraid there won't be much sleeping going on during our sleepovers anymore," I said, climbing on top of him, ready for round two.
Chapter 13
Ben
I woke up in the morning, nowhere near ready to be awake. We had stayed up past one a.m., and here was my alarm going off at five forty five. I quickly shut it off, not wanting to wake Lacey. I heard her groan as she rolled over to face me.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "Go back to sleep." I bent my neck down
and kissed her forehead. Even though it was early, I was incredibly happy, just waking up next to her. Especially now, knowing she was mine.
"No, let me get up and make you coffee," she mumbled.
"You don't have to do that. It's too early," I replied. "I'm going to hit the gym, then I usually get Starbucks on my way to work."
"I can think of a better workout for you than the gym," she whispered.
I suddenly felt her hand traveling down my stomach toward my dick, which was already hard. I felt her soft hand wrap around it, making it even harder. She climbed on top of me.
"You're right, I think this will be much better," I said before pulling her mouth to mine.
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I hustled down the block, my Starbucks in hand. I glanced at my watch, eight fifteen. Shit, I was late. I barreled through the revolving glass door into my office building and hopped on the elevator to my floor. I quickly settled in behind my desk, hoping no one saw me slip in. Not even a minute later, my father came into my office.
"Morning," I smiled, sipping my coffee.
"Morning son." He sat down in one of the plush leather chairs facing my desk. He discussed a case he had been working on out of town; he had just returned last night. I realized I hadn't seen him since the breakup.
"So your mother tells me you broke things off with Marissa." He positioned his chin on his fist, his elbow resting on the arm of the chair. I couldn't decipher what he was thinking; his eyes revealed nothing.
I shifted in my seat. "Yes, I did." I had decided not to tell them about her infidelity. I didn't want to admit it or cause problems with their friendship with her parents. "I just did a lot of soul searching and realized she's not the one for me." I sat rigidly upright, trying not to look away. I was sticking by my decision.
"I see," he said, rubbing his chin. His eyes still read blank.
I sat there uncomfortably, waiting for him to say more.
"And actually, I've already met someone else."
His eyebrows raised. "Oh really?" Finally, a reaction.
I nervously cleared my throat. "Yes, her name is Lacey. She's a nurse. We met a couple weeks ago, but we just became exclusive last night actually." I shifted around a couple files on my desk. Damn, I had broken.
He sat quietly for a moment. "Exclusive, eh? What does that mean?" His eyes now had a slight twinkle to them.
I shot him a look.
"That's what I thought it meant," he laughed. "Well good, as long as you're happy. My golf game with Rick may be a little awkward, but that's alright."
I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief that he was taking it so well. "I'm sorry about that."
"Oh I'm just joking. Your mother will also be tricky to deal with now, though."
I sighed. "Yeah, I know. Actually I was hoping I could bring Lacey by to meet you guys. Maybe meeting her will help change mom's mind."
"That's a fine idea. I'm interested in meeting the nurse that swayed my son so quickly," he smiled, standing up. "Let's do brunch at our house Sunday morning, say ten thirty?"
"Ok, sounds good," I replied.
"Alright, I'll set everything up with your mother. Now get back to work," he smiled, leaving my office.
I sat at my desk, feeling a huge load lifted from me. At least it seemed I had my father's support. If he gave us his blessing, my mother was sure to follow suit.
I grabbed my phone from my pocket, surprised to see a text. It was from Lacey, saying, "Miss you already ;)"
I smiled, typing back. "I miss you too. P.S. keep your calendar open Sunday morning for brunch with my parents."
I waited for a response. I was suddenly nervous; had I moved too quickly? No, I've already met her parents, I thought. But that was by accident. What if she isn't ready to meet mine?
My phone buzzed. "The only thing on my calendar was fucking you, but I can reschedule." My groin tightened with her words.
"You are a naughty girl," I responded.
My phone buzzed back promptly. "I need to be punished ;)"
She really knew how to distract me. My thoughts traveled to earlier in the morning when I spanked her, fucking her from behind. God, she was so amazing in bed. I already felt so comfortable, doing things with her. I felt that sex between us would never get boring.
"Oh, that can be arranged," I typed back. I smiled at our back and forth. It was so odd and refreshing to actually want to interact with the person I was dating.
"Get back to work! They're not paying you to send dirty texts to me!" her next message read.
"Fine. I'll talk to you later?" I sent.
"Miss you til then :)" she responded.
I smiled, putting my phone back in my pocket. It was now almost nine, definitely time to get started with my day.
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Lacey
I spent my Monday trying to keep myself busy: vacuuming, dusting, cleaning the bathroom. I missed having Ben near, but knowing we were now dating gave me such comfort. I hadn't told my family or friends yet, and I was still a little nervous about what they would think. It was a little fast... But you've gotta do what's right for you, I told myself. I knew the one person who would be undoubtedly happy for us would be Shannon. I decided I would go visit her while she bartended tonight.
Five o'clock rolled around, and I headed to Johnny's. I debated whether I should text Ben. He is my boyfriend now, I should invite him, shouldn't I? But I also don't want to seem like his nagging ex, I thought. I shook my head, he knows I'm nothing like her. I got my phone out of my purse. I already had a text from him.
"Can I see you tonight?" it read. My heart swelled, reading it. Perfect, he wanted to see me too.
"I'm heading to Johnny's if you'd like to join me," I sent back.
I continued walking and felt my phone buzz in my hand. "I'll meet you in ten."
I beamed thinking about meeting up with him. I couldn't wait to see him. It had only been nine hours apart, but it felt like too long. I pulled open the door and headed up to the bar. Johnny and Shannon were both there.
"Hiya Lacey," Johnny smiled. He had his typical solid colored polo shirt and worn down jeans. Today's was black.
"Hi," I replied. "I'll have a glass of the cabernet," I said, answering his unspoken question.
"Coming right up," he said, walking away.
"Oh and Ben should be here soon, so you could probably get his usual ready too," I said, slinking down on the stool.
"Oh really?" asked Shannon excitedly. Her bright blue eyes lit up.
"Alrighty," said Johnny, a huge grin on his face.
I felt the blush invading my cheeks.
"Well that look there answers my question," Shannon giggled.
"Yes, we are officially dating," I smiled, looking away.
She hopped over to me. "Oh my god I'm so excited! When?" She clapped her hands, her tight pink tee shirt working hard to contain her as she bounced.
"Just last night," I answered, trying to contain my grin. It felt good talking to someone about us. Especially with someone who seemed to be just as excited about it as I was. "What about you and Todd?"
She looked down, brushing away a wrinkle in her shirt. "Well I haven't heard from him since that night," she answered. "Not that I was expecting to, but whatever. Sorry if we disturbed you guys." She smiled sheepishly. I wanted to say, you're probably lucky you haven't heard from him. He's a total asshole. But I didn't want to kick her when she was down. I think she had figured out what kind of guy he was.
I laughed. "It's all good my friend. How was it?" I wiggled my eyebrows.
I saw a blush appear on her cheeks. "Awesome," she whispered.
Wow, I never thought I'd see the day where Shannon was embarrassed. She was always so confident and in control. This was very uncharacteristic of her. Just then, I saw her eyes widen and she pretended to be busy. I felt an arm wrap around me and a kiss on the side of my head. "Hey, beautiful."
I turned and saw Ben, so gloriously handsome in his dress shirt an
d tie. "Hey," I responded, smiling so hard my cheeks hurt. Finally, together again.
Johnny walked up with our drinks. "The lady took the liberty of ordering for you," he winked.
"Thanks, Johnny," he smiled. "And thank you," he whispered to me.
We clinked our glasses and I took a sip. I literally felt like I could burst with happiness. We were sitting in Ben's "usual" seat. I eyed the chair I had first sat in, down at the other end of the bar. It seemed so long ago since that first time I had sat there; so much had changed. But for the first time in my life, it was all for the better.
Ben placed his hand on my thigh, pulling me from my reverie. "So unfortunately, I'll have to go back to the office after this, but can I see you again tonight? Maybe we could have a sleepover at my place?" he smiled. His thumb started tracing circles on my jeans.
"Sure. I'd love to." My stomach did a back flip at the thought of spending the night with him again. I had finally figured out what all the fuss about sex was, now able to have an orgasm. And I couldn't wait to do it over, and over, and over...
"Great," he smiled. He turned back to his drink, taking a sip. I stared intently at his soft pink lips. I wanted them on mine.
I needed to distract myself. "So brunch huh?" I asked, sipping my wine. This certainly took me out of the mood. Meeting the family was a big deal. My stomach rolled with anxiety, just thinking about it. I looked up at his sweet worried eyes, my heart tightening at the thought that he wanted me to meet them.
"Yeah, is that ok?" he asked, shifting in his seat. "If it's too soon, I can reschedule. I just figured I've already met your parents, and I think it will be good for my parents to meet you."
"It's fine, I'm looking forward to it." I put my hand on his, trying to reassure him.
"Ok good," he breathed. He laced his fingers with mine. Warmth spread over me, traveling from my scalp to my toes. It was so refreshing for him to want me in all aspects of his life. Meeting his parents could definitely have its advantages. I wanted to know more about him.
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