by Alice Ward
It was all I thought about after we finished dinner. Being alone with Tara. As much as I loved my time with Paisley, Tara looked so beautiful that I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist her for long. When I walked over to the couch, Tara wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close. She held me against her for a few seconds without speaking. Her scent overwhelmed me. By the time she pulled away, I was breathing heavily.
Tara looked into my eyes and moved her hands to my shirt. She unbuttoned each button slowly, taking her time as she went. She slid my shirt off my shoulders, and it fell to the floor in a heap. I couldn’t breathe. Tara’s hands were on my chest, tracing small circles over my skin. She still hadn’t said a word. Her eyes were fixed on my face, only moving to look at my half naked body.
Tara leaned forward and pressed her lips lightly to my chest. She kissed me softly, moving an inch each time she lifted her face. Slowly, she worked her way down to my stomach and licked me lightly. I shivered, feeling myself growing harder by the second.
No woman had ever taken the time to tease me this way. Only Tara knew just what made me tick. We’d only known each other for a short time, but she already knew exactly which buttons to push to make me come alive.
Tara’s lips moved lower, and she knelt down in front of me. Her eyes moved back to my face. She looked deeply into my eyes while she unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants down off my waist. Next, she pulled my boxers down, leaving me standing in the middle of the living room completely naked.
Tara took in my naked body with lustful eyes. She massaged her hands down my thighs while she looked at me. I trembled with desire. Her mouth was so close to my erection, and I wanted her so badly. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. She barely touched me, but I was completely captivated by her.
Even fully clothed, Tara was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. In that moment, I knew I was a goner. This thing between us wasn’t just physical. I had fallen for her so hard I couldn’t imagine ever being without her.
Her tongue trailed the length of my dick, and I moaned softly. She took me completely in her mouth, and I forced myself to remain silent. Her head moved slowly. She let her tongue taste every inch of my cock. It was almost impossible for me to keep from groaning. Every move she made felt amazing. My entire body was alive with desire.
I brushed Tara’s hair away from her face while she worked. She moved faster, her hands wrapping around to squeeze my ass. I moaned and tightened my grip on her hair. If she kept this up, I would finish before the real fun could even begin. Tara didn’t seem to mind. She moved her lips back and forth, swirling her tongue around my erection. Her entire body rocked with each motion, and I knew she was enjoying it just as much as I was.
Just when I was about to finish, Tara pulled away quickly. It was like she could read my mind or my body. I moaned in protest, but her lips were already on mine. She kissed me furiously and pushed me backwards onto the couch.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Tara
Sean laid on the couch, his naked body drawing me to him. I could have stood there looking at him for hours, but I remembered we weren’t alone in the house. With a glance behind me, I thought better of my plan. Ravaging Sean in the middle of his living room wasn’t the best idea, not with Paisley sleeping just down the hall.
“Should we?” I asked, gesturing toward Sean’s room. He nodded and jumped off the couch. He led the way to his bedroom with me hurrying right behind him.
We stepped inside the room and Sean turned to grab me before the door was even completely closed. He lifted me off my feet and threw me onto his bed. I giggled softly when he crawled on top of me. His lips found mine, and he kissed me so passionately I felt my heart crack wide open. There was so much emotion in that one kiss that it left me breathless. When he pulled away, I felt close to tears.
I tried to sit up, but Sean held me down with one hand. He shook his head and flashed a devilish grin.
“Not so fast,” he said. “You had your turn.”
“My turn?” I asked.
“To tease me,” he said. “Now, I get to return the favor.”
I groaned in protest, but Sean put his index finger to my lips. He lowered his lips to my neck and kissed me so softly it felt more like a tickle. I squirmed beneath him, but his hands held me tightly to the bed. He trailed his face down my body, not touching me until he reached the bottom of my t-shirt. There, he lifted the fabric off my stomach and kissed me softly. He slowly pushed my shirt up, kissing my skin as it became exposed.
When Sean finally reached my chest, he lifted me slightly so he could pull my shirt over my head. He threw it to the ground and lowered his face to my breasts. He massaged one while he kissed the other. My bra was still on, and I felt constricted. As my nipples grew harder, I wanted to rid myself of the uncomfortable piece of clothing. I tried to strain around to unhook it myself, but Sean stopped me.
He reached behind me and unhooked it with one hand, before pulling the straps off my shoulders. I shook it the rest of the way off impatiently, and Sean laughed at my eagerness. He let his tongue flick across my nipple playfully. His fingers pinched the other nipple lightly at first. Then he pressed harder, and my hips rose up on their own. Every inch of my body wanted him.
He was poised above me, fully naked and teasing my nipples mercilessly. I suddenly hated my jeans. Anything that separated my skin from his was the enemy and I wanted it gone. I tried to silently convey my desire, but Sean was too busy torturing me to notice.
I tangled my hands in his hair and tried to direct him downward, but he didn’t budge. I moaned in complaint and squirmed uncomfortably. Sean chuckled against my breasts. He knew exactly what I wanted.
“Please,” I begged.
“No,” he answered simply. He pinned my hands above my head and continued to taste my skin. He let his tongue travel freely over my breasts and my ribcage. He licked my stomach, sucking the skin on my hips between his teeth. I moaned and shook beneath him. I begged him to give me what I wanted, but he was having too much fun watching me writhe beneath him.
Every new inch of skin Sean explored made me shiver uncontrollably. He touched me over and over again, but I never got used to the sensations he awoke inside me. I wanted him more than I ever had. I tried to pull my hands free so I could touch his body, but he held them tightly above my head while he worked.
“Sean,” I whispered breathlessly. “I can’t take it anymore. Please.”
Sean smiled against my stomach and silently obeyed my wish. He moved slowly, torturously slow, but he finally moved one hand down to unbutton my jeans. He pulled down the zipper and slid them off my waist. The second he let go of my hands, I took advantage of the situation. As he threw my jeans and panties to the floor, I pushed myself up so I could touch his naked chest.
Sean laughed and shoved me gently back down on the bed. He grabbed my wrists quickly and forced them back over my head. I whined and wiggled, but Sean only laughed again and kissed my hips gently.
I was making a fuss, but I didn’t mean any of it. Just the feel of Sean’s lips on my skin was enough to keep me satisfied for the entire night. I wanted more. Oh god, how I wanted more, but I was enjoying myself just as much as he was. Sean could have teased me for hours and I would have loved every single second of it.
As his tongue licked the skin on my hips, he slowly moved closer to the spot I was so desperate for him to reach. I spread my legs for him, hoping he would hurry up, but he didn’t. He took his time, letting his warm breath wash over my most sensitive places. I moaned and bit my lip. It was easy to forget we weren’t alone, but I knew I couldn’t risk being too loud. If Paisley woke up, our night would be over.
When Sean finally flicked his tongue across my clit, I jerked violently. My entire body came alive with a fire I didn’t know I possessed. He licked me slowly, letting every nerve awaken. As he moved faster, my breathing became more and more ragged. By the time he fell into a quick rhythm, I was thrusting my hips alon
g with him. Every time his tongue hit me, I moaned and panted louder than ever.
Finally, Sean released my hands and I tangled them in his hair. I wrapped my legs around his head and let the waves of ecstasy wash over me. I never wanted the moment to end. Sean looked so sexy between my legs, and he was making my body feel better than it ever had.
When I finished, I turned and buried my face in a pillow. I wanted to scream, but I knew I couldn’t. Sean didn’t pause though. He moved his body so it was even with mine and turned my face back to him. He kissed me hard, his tongue sliding in my mouth. I moaned against him and wrapped my legs around his waist.
Sean rubbed his cock against my wetness, and he shuddered above me. I pulled away so I could look into his eyes. They were dark with desire. He stared at me with a hunger I’d never seen before. I knew he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him.
With my legs wrapped around him, I silently begged him to enter me. I adjusted my hips so we were perfectly aligned. Sean got the hint and instantly obeyed. He reached down to guide himself inside of me. He moved so slowly that I felt every single inch of him. When he was finally all the way in, I threw my head back and moaned deeply. He wasn’t even moving yet and already, I was in heaven.
Sean began to thrust. I was amazed by how slowly he moved. He clearly wanted to make our moment last as long as possible. Tonight wasn’t about animalistic desire. It was about something so much deeper. He was getting to know my body and my soul. Every time he moved, he watched for my reaction. I’d never felt so cared for in the bedroom. Sean wanted me to feel good. He was determined to give me an amazing night.
Sean buried his face in my breasts and thrust harder. He grunted deeply with each movement, and I clawed at his back ferociously. I was so close to finishing for the second time that night. I couldn’t believe how alive my entire body felt. I could feel Sean inside of me and all around me. He overwhelmed all my senses and took me over completely. In that moment, I was no longer myself. We were one being, two halves of a whole. Without Sean, I wouldn’t have felt complete.
Sean picked up the pace, finally unable to control his urges. He supported himself with his hands and rammed himself against me harder than ever. My eyes closed with pleasure. He moved so fast, I couldn’t be sure what I was feeling. My toes curled and I threw my head back against the pillow. I came so hard I jerked beneath Sean, but he wasn’t finished.
My orgasm lasted longer than ever as Sean continued to thrust inside of me. I moaned and bit my lips so hard I tasted blood. I didn’t know how much more I could take. After two orgasms, I felt weak and vulnerable, but my desire was as strong as ever.
Sean stared into my eyes and moved even faster. I shook violently, feeling every inch of him against every inch of me. Our bodies dripped with sweat, and when I came for the third time, I pulled his lips against mine. I knew if I didn’t, I would scream with pleasure and wake the entire neighborhood.
When Sean finished, he convulsed inside of me and growled against my lips. He bit my bottom lip and clenched my hips between his fingers. He stayed inside of me until his waves of pleasure subsided.
He fell beside me. I still shook uncontrollably. My entire body felt like jelly, but I didn’t care. I’d never felt something so intense before in my entire life. Even with Sean lying beside me, I still felt like he was inside me.
I rolled over to face him, and he brushed my curls off my face. I smiled and kissed the palm of his hand while I slowly stopped shaking.
I could have laid there with him all night, but I knew it was getting late. As my body returned to normal, I forced myself to my feet. My legs felt weak, but I could stand. I searched for my clothes. Sean watched me with a frown while I got dressed.
“Stay,” he said finally.
“What?” I asked. I laughed and turned around to face him. I was sure he was joking.
“I’m serious,” he said. “I want you to stay.”
“What about Paisley?” I asked.
“If she asks, we’ll tell her you fell asleep during the movie.” Sean shrugged. “She’s young. She won’t suspect anything.”
“I don’t know,” I said slowly. I shook my head and glanced at his bedroom door. As much as I didn’t want to leave him, I also hated the idea of Paisley finding out something she wasn’t ready to know.
“Please,” Sean whispered. “I don’t want to sleep without you.”
His words were all I needed to hear. I climbed back in bed beside him and let him wrap his arms around me. He held me against him and sighed deeply. I could feel the smile spread across his face even though I couldn’t see him. It had been a long time since I last fell asleep beside a man. I couldn’t remember the last time I spent an entire night in a man’s bed.
As I drifted off to sleep, I pulled Sean’s arms more tightly around me, wanting to feel his strength when I finally closed my eyes.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Sean
I woke the next morning with a pounding heart and my stomach full of butterflies. Sometime in the night, I had disappeared into the living room to retrieve my discarded clothes. I dressed in pajamas and climbed back in bed beside Tara. She didn’t move when I slid next to her and wrapped my arms around her sleeping body. I buried my face in her hair and fell asleep with the scent of her all around me.
As the sunlight seeped through my windows, I pulled my arms away from Tara and stretched slowly. I didn’t want to wake her, but I suddenly felt a sense of dread set in. As happy as I was to wake up beside her, I now wondered if I was making the right decision. Was getting close to Tara smart, or was I setting myself up for heartbreak?
The last time I spent the night with a woman was my ex-wife, Claire. Paisley’s mother had hurt me so badly that I swore off women almost entirely for years. Sure, I slept with a few different women, but I never let them stick around long enough to matter. In fact, I never even let myself fall asleep because I knew I didn’t want to wake up beside them.
With Tara though, everything was different. I wanted her next to me all the time. I never wanted to be away from her. If I could, I would have spent every waking and sleeping moment in her presence. I fell for her more every day, and I was terrified of what that might mean. As I laid beside her, letting myself wake up, I remembered everything from the night before.
We were so amazing together. We fit like puzzle pieces, and it wasn’t just about the sex. As amazing as the sex was, and it was mind numbingly perfect, Tara meant more to me than just that. Her personality was just as attractive as her body, and the way she so easily bonded with Paisley was amazing. My heart melted just watching them interact. I knew Paisley was getting just as attached to Tara as I was. What if things didn’t work out? Would Paisley get hurt in the process?
My mind raced with these thoughts as Tara began to stir beside me. I wondered how she felt about all this. Did she feel the same things I did, or was this just some casual thing for her? Deep down, I knew how Tara felt about me. It was written in every line of her face when she looked at me. The way she’d kissed me the night before held more than just sexual desire. She was falling for me, too. That much I was sure of, but the rest, I felt completely uncertain about.
As Tara’s eyes flickered open, I forgot all my worries. Her brilliant green eyes locked on my face and I grinned widely. She looked even more gorgeous in the morning light. I could have laid there watching her all day.
“Good morning,” she mumbled against the pillow. She smiled shyly and buried her face in the sheets.
“Morning,” I said, laughing. “Welcome to the land of the living.”
“How long have you been awake?” she asked with a yawn.
I shrugged. “Not long. A few minutes.”
Tara laughed. “Good. So, you haven’t been staring at me this whole time.”
“No, I was,” I admitted with a smile. “Just not for long.”
“That’s good to know,” Tara said. She rolled her eyes and sat up slightly. She rubbed the sleep from
her eyes and turned to look at me again. She smiled and searched my face for something. I couldn’t tell what she was after.
“What is it?” I asked.
She shrugged. “Just wondering something.”
“What?” I pressed.
“It’s silly,” Tara said. “I just realized that I don’t know what you did before coming to work with us.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Like for a living,” Tara explained. “I never asked. Where did you work before?”
“Oh,” I said, surprised by her question. “I worked as a mechanic. On bikes.”
“Oh,” Tara said. She nodded and looked slightly impressed. “I bet that was fun.”
“I loved it,” I said with a wistful smile. Sometimes, I really did miss my old job.
“I bet,” Tara said. “I’m sorry you had to give it up.”
“No, you’re not,” I teased easily. “You practically forced me to take the job at Yates’ Motorcycles.”
She laughed. “I did not. Your father did that.”
“True,” I admitted. “He did. But, you’re still not sorry.”
“In a way, I am,” Tara argued. “I know how important working on bikes can be. My father loved motorcycles almost as much as he loved me and my mother. He collected them and fixed them up himself. I grew up around motorcycles like most kids grow up going to sporting events.”
“Really?” I raised my eyebrows. I never imagined much about Tara’s past, but if I had, I wouldn’t have pictured that. I couldn’t even imagine Tara riding a motorcycle.
“Really,” she said. “I haven’t ridden in ages though. Not since my father passed away. I just… I haven’t been able to bring myself to do it.”
I watched as a shadow passed over her face. Tara wasn’t the kind of woman to let people in. She took a long time to open up, but when she did, she poured her heart out. As she told me about her father, I knew it was something close to her heart. She loved and missed him more than anything. I wanted to reach over and comfort her, but I didn’t know how. With my relationship with my own father being so strained, I felt like anything I said would be half-hearted and useless. Instead, I just held her hand silently.
