“Well, of course, I’m going to tell you first and foremost to not do anything you’ll regret,” she said. “That being said, you are young and vibrant and you are free to be with whomever you choose. Just make sure it’s your decision and be smart about it.”
“Oh, it’s definitely my decision.” Jackie giggled. “On top of that, he’s older. I mean, imagine everything you could experience with him. You’re an adult now, and I know sometimes with the way Mom and Dad treat you, it doesn’t feel that way, but you can make whatever choices are best for you right now. Start living for yourself, girl.”
I listened to my sister, thinking about everything that she was saying. In most ways, she was absolutely right. I was an adult, and I had every opportunity to be the woman I wanted to be, not what everyone else wanted me to be. If Blake wanted me and I wanted him, why couldn’t we be together?
“Maybe you’re right,” I said. “Maybe it’s time I just go for it and see what happens.”
“Yes, see?” she said. “Do what you want to do, not what everyone else wants for you. They mean the best, but they don’t always know what the best is.”
“Thanks, sis,” I said, looking over at the clock as it started to beep. “I gotta go fix breakfast for Cooper.”
I got off the phone with my sister and pulled myself out of bed. As I got dressed for the day, I thought about the kiss from the night before, about Blake’s reaction, and about how I could be the one to be in control of what happened next. It was obvious he wanted me. So maybe all it was going to take was to show him I was a grown, consensual adult who could make her own decisions. Maybe him seeing me as a woman and not the nanny or Hollis’s little sister would change his mind about everything. There was no question in my mind that I wanted him as much as he wanted me. Now, all I had to do was start convincing him it was a good idea.
Just thinking about it put me in a better mood, so I put on my Vans and headed down to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I was only expecting Cooper, but when Blake turned the corner, I blushed, pleasantly surprised. I started the coffee and pulled the eggs and bacon back out of the fridge. It was nice to get to cook for him in the morning.
“Good morning,” he said with a smile.
“Morning,” I chirped.
“Hey, Aly,” Cooper said rounding the corner and stopping when he saw his dad. “Dad! Are you eating breakfast with us?”
“I am,” he laughed. “I know. It’s crazy, right?”
“I’m glad,” Cooper said, smiling at me as I set the plates down on the table. “So, what are we going to do today?”
“Well, I was thinking we could play tourist,” he said.
“But we live here,” Cooper giggled.
“Yeah, but Aly isn’t from here, and I’m sure she wants to see Boston.” He smiled. “At least more of Boston than the grocery store and your school. I figured we could make a day of it if you’re up to it, Aly.”
“Sure,” I said, smiling. “I’d love to do that.”
“Great,” he said. “Then after breakfast, we’ll head out.”
I was surprised by his change of tone and openness and felt further encouraged to see what might happen. We ate breakfast together, talking about Boston and Cooper’s favorite places to go. When we were done, Cooper helped me clean up the kitchen, and we jumped in the SUV and headed out. The first place they took me was the duck boat tour. I had no idea what to expect, but when we got there, I realized how cool it was going to be. We climbed aboard this crazy-looking car that, wildly enough, turned into a boat when we reached the water. The tour took us all over the most famous parts of Boston and ended with a tour of the waterways. It was amazing.
After that, we loaded back up, and Blake drove us over to Faneuil Hall for lunch. When he said where we were going, I expected a restaurant, but when we got there, I realized it was a marketplace. There were people, shops, and restaurants everywhere. Blake and I ended up getting food from Boston Chowda Co. while Cooper opted for Mmmac n’ Cheese. We took our food out into the marketplace and found a bench to sit and eat on. It really was an amazing day. We laughed, told jokes, learned about one another, and Cooper was loving it. I couldn’t help feeling like we were a family.
That thought, though, I quickly pushed aside. It was a dangerous way to think, and I couldn’t get myself caught up in a fairy tale I knew might never come true. When it all came down to it, the day was amazing, but when we got back home, it would be the same as it ever was. They were a broken household, destroyed by the death of their wife and mother.
Still, I didn’t want to ruin the day by clouding my mind with those thoughts. This trip was as good for me as it was for them. Every now and then, as we walked along, talking, having a good time, I caught Blake staring at me. It sent butterflies whirling through my stomach and brought that deep red blush right back to my face. Cooper seemed to be in heaven having his dad there with him, and I made sure to get the two of them interacting as much as I could. I asked Blake to tell stories from when he was a kid, talk about his interests, show Cooper that there was more to him than business and sports. I did the same thing to Cooper, trying to get him to open up about himself, let his dad in a little more to the amazing kid he was.
Blake may have planned the trip for me, but I was still there to help bring the family back to normalcy, and there was no way I could take time off from that mission. They both deserved it so much. By the end of the day, I was absolutely exhausted. We walked in the house, kicked our shoes off, and all three of us collapsed on the couch. I curled up in a little ball with my head on the arm of the sofa and smiled. I could fall asleep right there. It had been a long time since I’d done anything that exhausting but fun. I hoped we could continue to do things like that while I was there. Not only was it fun for me, but it brought Cooper and Blake together, which was an amazing thing to watch.
What the two of them didn’t realize was that beyond the sports and business, they were very much alike. They were both dreamers, they both wore their hearts on their sleeves, and they both had this glimmer of childhood in their eyes whenever they got excited about something. It was amazing. I wanted them to notice that on their own, and from the looks of it, with Cooper laying his head on his dad’s shoulder, it was starting to become apparent.
“All right, Aly is exhausted,” Blake said, standing up. “Come on Cooper. You and I are going to cook.”
“Really?” Cooper said with a priceless look of excitement on his face.
They walked away, leaving me curled up on the couch, and I smiled. I was going to take every victory while it lasted. In this house, you never knew when the tides could turn.
19
Blake
Dinner was a lot of fun, and Aly was right that Cooper was good at cooking. We woke Aly up from her nap to eat and all sat around talking about our day. It was a great way to conclude the tour of Boston. When we were done, Aly volunteered to clean up, and Cooper and I walked into the living room and sat down to read a book together. He was obsessed with Harry Potter like so many other kids his age, so we read a bit of the fifth book, which was one Cooper was reading all over again. He had read the series about four times at that point but never got tired of it.
We sat and read for about an hour until Cooper’s eyes began to droop. It had been a big day for all of us, and I knew he was starting to wind down. I closed the book and smiled at him, ruffling his hair.
“Why don’t you go brush your teeth and climb into bed?” I smiled.
“Okay.” He yawned, standing up and throwing his arms around my neck. “I love you, Dad. Thanks for today.”
“I love you too,” I said, a twinge in my throat.
He smiled and turned around, walking toward the stairs. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d heard those words from him. We’d gotten so far apart that we barely ever said anything like that to each other. I knew it was because of Aly, because of the way she went out of her way to push us together, to make us a family again. I had to tha
nk her.
I went into the kitchen and grabbed a beer, drinking it while I waited for Cooper to get ready for bed. After about twenty minutes, I went upstairs to tuck him in, and found him completely passed out, drooling on his pillow. I chuckled and shut his door before walking down to Aly’s room. I knocked, but no one answered, and it didn’t look like her light was on. I headed back downstairs and searched around until I found her in the laundry room folding clothes. She had the small stereo in the room on, and she was facing away from me, shaking her perfect ass back and forth as she danced to the music. I smirked, setting my beer quietly on the side table.
I couldn’t stop watching her. She was so sexy and so adorable at the same time. She danced to the beat of her own drum, and she didn’t care what anyone thought. That was one of the things that attracted me to her the most. She was wild in her own way. After a few minutes, I turned around and closed the door, locking it behind me. As much as I’d told myself I couldn’t have her – shouldn’t have her – I couldn’t hold back any longer.
The sound of the click of the lock made Aly turn around, finding me standing there leaning against the door. Her eyes went wide as she looked from me to the doorknob. She folded the towel in half and placed it on the table in front of her, pulling her headphones from her ears.
“Why did you lock the door?” she asked innocently.
“Because,” I said, stalking over to her. “I’m going to thank you for everything you’ve done.”
Before she could protest, I leaned down and kissed her lips. The kiss was soft at first but as I pulled her into me, it deepened. It was as hot and sensual as the night before, only this time, I knew I could take my time. I had no intention of running away scared. I knew exactly what I wanted, and I wasn’t going to let my brain talk me out of it again. She reached her arms up and around my neck, opening her mouth and taking my tongue inside. I reached down to her ass and picked her up, wrapping her legs around me.
I pushed my hips forward, grinding my already hard cock against her. She moaned that perfect little moan again, and I completely lost it. I walked forward and sat her down on the counter, kissing her for a moment longer before pulling away. I looked deeply into her perfect blue eyes, the heat rising in my chest.
“Do you want this?” I whispered. “This is your chance to say no.”
She nodded and I smiled, leaning back in and kissing her passionately again. The heat between us increased as she lifted her ass from the table and ground against my cock. I groaned, pulling her to me, wanting to feel what she felt like on the inside. I wanted to please her, to show her how much she was appreciated. I ran my hands down over her breasts and pulled her shirt over her head. She reached back and unlatched her bra, pulling it from her shoulders, spilling her perky, round breasts into my hands. I leaned forward and sucked her nipple into my mouth, rolling it around on my tongue. She whimpered, her body poised for me to do whatever I wanted with her.
I stepped back and pulled my polo over my head, flexing my muscles in front of her. She bit her bottom lip and watched me as I slowly unbuckled my pants and let them drop to the floor. I knew she wanted my cock, but I wasn’t ready to give it to her yet. I reached down and rubbed my hands over the bulge in my black boxer briefs, showing her how big and hard she had gotten me. She reached out, but I didn’t let her touch, smiling as I moved forward and pushed her down on her back. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, pulling them carefully over her perfect curves. She lay there in front of me in a pair of pink string bikini panties, her body perfect in every way.
I rubbed my hand over her hot, wet mound, just over her panties. She groaned, letting her legs fall farther to the sides. I pushed her panties over and slipped one of my fingers slowly inside of her, twisting it as it moved forward. She screamed out, throwing her head back and panting as I watched her face overcome with pleasure. I smiled, pulling my finger back out and stepping forward, rubbing it over her lips, watching her lap and suck it into her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked at me, sending a throbbing straight to my dick. I groaned, wanting to fuck her right then, but pulled back, lowering myself onto my knees. I pulled her forward to the edge of the table and pulled her panties off her, smiling as she grabbed her breasts and stared down at me.
I leaned forward and ran my tongue up through her folds, licking her up to her clit. I reached up and spread her pink plump lips apart and buried my face in her pussy, no longer wasting any precious time. She screamed out, panting in pleasure, reaching down and grabbing onto my hair with her hands. Her hips lifted from the table and ground against my face, and I groaned, tasting her amazing flavor as I pulled my hand back up and pushed two fingers inside of her. She pursed her lips and growled, feeling me fingering her fast and hard as my tongue lapped around her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. I reached up with my other hand and rubbed her clit fast and hard, licking everywhere in between. She slammed her hands down on the table and called out, arching her chest high into the air. I could feel her body tensing as she exploded into orgasm.
I pulled my fingers out and lapped at her juices as they ran out and down my chin. When she had relaxed once again, I wiped my face and stood up, looking down at her with a smile. She shook her head back and forth, laughing and panting at the same time.
She watched with pure lust in her eyes as I pulled off my boxer briefs and stood up straight, my cock long, thick, and hard. I grabbed it with my hand and stroked it a couple of times, my eyes moving over her entire body. I reached forward and lifted her legs up to my shoulders and smiled as I thrust my hips forward hard and fast. She gasped and rolled her eyes, feeling the penetration deep inside of her.
“Fuck,” she ground out.
I smiled and began to pump my hips, rolling them hard against her as I thrust my cock deeper inside of her. She reached over her head and held on to the edge of the table, giving me leverage to slam into her over and over again. Her moans echoed through the room, and my cock pulsed as it slid through her tight, wet pussy. I groaned, realizing I might not last as long as I wanted to in the first place. It had been a while, and her pussy was so tight, it squeezed me gloriously.
I pulled out and put her legs down, pulling her from the table. I kissed her hard, flipped her around, and turned her, bending her over the washing machine and grabbing onto that perfect ass. She moaned as I rubbed the head of my cock over her lips, feeling the juices dripping out of her. I wanted to feel her come on my cock so badly. I pushed forward deep inside of her and grabbed onto her waist. At first, I just let loose pounding into her, listening to the sound of our bodies slapping against one another against the dryer. Then, when I felt myself getting closer, I leaned over her, reaching around and rubbing her clit hard and fast as I thrust my hips deeper and deeper.
“I want you to come all over my dick,” I whispered.
“Yeah,” she moaned in a high-pitched voice.
“You gonna come?” I growled.
“Yeah, fuck me harder. Fuck, yes,” she screamed out as I thrust harder against her.
I rubbed her clit faster and faster until she stiffened beneath me, letting loose and shaking in orgasm. She moaned my name, and I groaned when her pussy clamped down hard on my cock. As soon as her juices exploded, running down my shaft, I stood up, pushing as far into her as I could. I groaned, gripping tightly to her, releasing my hot seed inside of her. Our bodies twitched against each other’s until finally, we were both done.
I pulled out and smiled, turning her back around and kissing her lips lightly. I picked up her clothes and helped her dress, swatting her on the ass when she was done. She turned around and looked at me with a grin.
“Jesus Aly, you’re going to be the death of me,” I said.
She raised up onto her tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “But what a way to go, no?”
I threw my head back and laughed. In such a short period of time, the woman had brought so much light into my life it was almost unbelievable. She blushed and scoo
ted out of the laundry room, leaving me standing there by myself. After a couple of minutes, I leaned back against the dryer. How badly had I just screwed up? Whatever the answer, it was worth it.
20
Aly
It had been two days, and my body was still tingling from the laundry room sex. It was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever done, and I couldn’t wipe the silly grin off my face. Every time I thought about it, butterflies shot into my chest and my pussy got warm all over again. He was so hot, and I’d wanted him so badly, there was no way I was letting my mind talk me out of it. The only worry I had was that we didn’t use protection, but I wasn’t that concerned about it. He was a widower who I was pretty sure hadn’t been with anyone in the past year, and it had been longer than that for me. Neither one of us had any diseases, and as far as pregnancy was concerned, I’d been on the pill for years. All our ducks seemed to be in a row, and now it was only a concern for me what happened next.
I finished up what I was doing downstairs and headed up to work on some schoolwork. I had already gotten Cooper off to school, and Blake had left early for work. When I got up there, I started to think about things. Had I taken my pill that morning? It was so automatic usually that I didn’t have to think about it. I was sure I had, but for peace of mind, I went to the bathroom and checked the pack.
As soon as I opened it, my heart fluttered in my chest. Fuck. I had forgotten two days in a row to take the damn things. Back home, I worked on a schedule I had been following like clockwork for years. Here, at Blake’s house, I was just getting used to the routine. I had been so distracted with my new life, I’d completely blanked. I popped the pills out of the package and took them both, unsure if that would actually work, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I shook my head, slightly disappointed in myself. I was the responsible girl who didn’t take chances, and there I was off in La La Land acting like I had nothing to lose.
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