by Darcy Kent
“I love your pussy,” he says, breaking the kiss. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come.”
His body rocks, his hardness spreading me open even more as he slams harder than he ever has before.
“I can’t stop fucking your untouched pussy. It’s mine. No one is ever going to touch this pussy but me. Understand that, Tessa?”
I nod my head, praying he means it. Hoping and wishing that this is for real.
Chapter Three
Beckett
I’m going to come. It’s coming fast and hard. I keep pumping into her tight pussy as my orgasm shoots through me. My body shakes, my arm muscles growing tired from holding myself up and I lower closer to her.
With my lips close to her ear, I whisper, “You’re all I want.”
“I want you too,” she says, kissing my neck with her sweet lips.
I prop back up and gaze down to her. “I do want this, Tessa.”
Her smile lights up the dark room, and I kiss her again.
It’s strange to me to think not long ago I wanted nothing to do with relationships. Nothing to do with women. I wanted to just live my life as simply as I could and raise my son the best way possible.
Now, I can’t imagine being without Tessa. She makes me feel again.
I hold her close, letting her body relax against mine as we both calm from our latest orgasms.
A thought occurs to me.
“Tessa, I want to take you out. Just you and me.”
“Who will watch Micah?” she asks. She props up against my chest to gaze into my eyes. “You don’t have to take me out, Beckett. I’m happy being here with you.”
“I want to be with you.”
“But our age may be a problem.” She lays her head back down and I rummage my fingers through her hair.
“Not for me. This can work. People do it all the time. It may be hard, it will definitely be a lot of work. But, what relationship isn’t? If two people want each other bad enough then they make it work. And I want you bad enough.”
“I want you too,” she whispers.
***
The next night, I call into work and tell Roger I won’t be coming in. I begin in the kitchen, before Tessa arrives with cooking a feast for her and Micah.
Finding a few candles, I set them on the dining table as Micah helps set the table. He’s excited for a fancy dinner as he calls it.
I cook a rack of lamb, with all the fixings and hope Tessa sees how much she means to me.
An hour later, she knocks on the door.
I answer it, and her eyes light up. “Hi,” she says as she enters and glances around.
The lights are dim. Micah and I rushed out to the florist and bought her some flowers to decorate the table with candles.
She smiles as I lead her inside.
Micah jumps excitedly around, hoping Tessa likes what we’ve done for her.
“I love it,” she says as she sits down and I serve her the lamb.
We laugh over Micah turning his nose up at the lamb, and I offer him the chicken nuggets I made for him just in case.
I could get used to this. This as my life. Tessa and Micah by my side.
As the night progresses, Micah grows tired and we put him to bed, together.
I lead her into my room, and she smiles.
“All I want to do is keep you safe. I want to give you everything you’ve ever wanted. I want you to move in and be with me.”
“Move in?” Her eyes get bigger and I pray silently that I didn’t just fuck this whole thing up.
“Yes.”
I lay her down on my bed, kissing the column of her neck.
“Okay,” she whispers against my ear and I smile bigger than I ever have before.
I make love to her all night long, with the promise to never let her go. A promise I plan to keep, always.
The End
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Darcy Kent writes sexy stories and loves eating chocolate. You can find her hanging out with her readers on Facebook
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