I wanted him. I wanted… needed… to try again with him. My mind, body and soul needed this to happen with him.
“Turn off the TV,” I whispered.
He stared at me for a minute then sat up and grabbed the remote. The TV was off seconds later. I removed my gown, tossed it to the floor, and welcomed him between my wide-spread legs. Joshua began kissing me and positioned himself against me, ready to thrust inside my body again.
“Quick,” I begged against his mouth. “Take me, Joshua.”
He gripped my thigh and grunted as he plunged his length inside me. I froze, holding him tight as he stilled, panting at my ear and holding me as tight as I held him.
“Move?”
“Yes.”
I felt him go in and out of me, sliding so slowly, moaning softly. He kissed my cheek, bit at my jaw, and nuzzled my neck. He found my mouth in that dark room and we kissed passionately. I began to move with him, meeting him. He picked up his pace and so did I since I was now thoroughly enjoying him.
My grip loosened, but I still held him, needing his body close to mine. He shifted then, his shaft repeatedly rubbing my clit, pushing me closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.
“Oh,” I moaned loudly when I felt myself release. “God, yes!”
Joshua started moving faster, still holding me, and I shivered when I heard him sharply exclaim ‘AH!’ then froze. He held me close, tightly, as he emptied into me. He kept holding me as we calmed then rolled over and pulled me close to him as we fell asleep.
I woke in the middle of the night to Joshua kissing me along my neck, his erection at my thigh again. He whispered he wanted me again and this time we were heated, pawing and thrusting hard and fast with one another.
I grinned at Itsy. “I really, really enjoyed that round. And every one after that,” I laughed, slapping my thigh. “When I said all over the apartment, I meant all over the apartment. Ooh, think 9 ½ Weeks. So did that food thing, too.”
“I saw that with Jay’s father! Christ, why aren’t you with this guy? I mean, no offense to Eddie, but why aren’t you with that Joshua guy?”
“We didn’t love one another. We just… enjoyed. Multiple times. We even parted sweetly. I told him I’d miss him, which I did, and he said the same thing. We kept in touch for a while, and the last I heard, he was engaged. Or did he marry already? I think he married.”
“You should call him; say hi.”
“No,” I smiled. “I don’t want to upset his lady. He may not have told her about me or any girl he was with and I don’t want her to think I was after her guy.”
“Yeah, I get that. Shame, though. He sounds like he could be a good guy.”
I nodded. He was. One of the best.
“And you know what?”
“What?” I smiled.
“I’m glad I’m not the only one math hates.”
“I rock math now. I kick its ass like I’m Tyson.”
“Not me,” Itsy sighed. “It kicks mine and leaves it black and blue. I hate it more than anything. Damn numbers and letters together. Sara helped me in college and that’s the only reason I was able to plow through. Mom’s the same way. I so hope Jay does better with it.”
“He will.” I smiled. “I’ll help Mrs. Malloy when she helps him if he isn’t.”
“Good.” Itsy laughed as she embraced me tightly. “I knew you were good for something.”
Chapter Ten
I Just Can’t
I stayed the night with Itsy and we continued talking well into the wee hours. Jay woke once and I insisted she let me care for him, while she supervised, of course. He just wanted a bottle and was back out almost as soon as I changed his diaper and he gave his mother and me huge grins that went all the way to his big, sparkling green eyes.
After we got Jay down and under his adorable little blue comforter, Itsy suggested we go upstairs and raid the kitchen.
“Mom added a bedroom, but she took out the kitchen area down here when we moved into this house. She said it was because she’d never see me if I had one.”
“Was she right?” I giggled.
“Probably,” Itsy giggled back, grabbing the baby monitor. “I mean it’s a full, two-bedroom apartment. I’d never have to leave it if I had a kitchen. Well, I’d need to grocery shop, but other than that, I’d close myself off down here. Come on.”
She opened the door to the kitchen and we were surprised to see Sam and Eddie, attempting to eat while each held a baby. Eddie smiled when he saw me in Itsy’s pajamas. I smiled back and subtly looked down at his groin area. Nothing.
“Hey, you two.” Sam smiled. “How’s the slumber party going?”
“Great, Daddy,” Itsy replied then took Momo from him. “Hey, little sis. Your nephew just went back to sleep. Eddie, you look as good as Cass with a baby. When are you two going to have one?”
I smirked. He would have to get it up long enough for him to squirt inside me, I thought, as I played with Samree’s cheek. I shook my head when I realized how unbelievably cruel that thought was. True, but still cruel.
“I hope soon,” Eddie smiled. “Well, as soon as we have a good nest egg going and can buy a home. Plus, I’m pretty sure she’s going to make me marry her first.”
I smirked. “And you’d have to tell all your side dishes to jump back into a hot pot as soon as the engagement ring is on my finger.”
“Oh, yeah, there’s that, too.” Eddie laughed, then shook his head. “They’re going to miss me so much.”
“I won’t when I cut up your pretty face.” I grinned. “Try it out.”
“I love it when you go all knife crazy about me, honey,” Eddie laughed, then leaned over and kissed me as Sam and Itsy awwed at us.
“Are we about to get a live porn show,” another male voice asked. “Who’s on the beer and wings?”
I pulled back from Eddie and looked over. I saw Roland then Mike and Greg in the kitchen. Mike and Roland had amused looks on their faces while Greg, who I know saw that kiss, looked at me impassively. Again.
“Can it, Mike,” Itsy laughed. “Where’s Kylie?”
“She went to her sister’s for the night. Something about a cleansing that went wrong or something.”
Itsy nodded. “So what’s going on? Why are you three here?”
“I don’t know about them, but I stuck around for that conjugal visit I never got when we were married.”
I frowned at Roland, as everyone else laughed. I thought he was serious but he laughed harder than everyone. I then noticed all of them were sweaty and shirtless. Sweaty… shirtless… muscular… tattooed. Greg was just… the sweat poured off him and I just wanted to take my tongue and…
“All this time?” Sam practically screeched. “How have we not heard you?”
Oh, shit… my fantasy made me miss what the hell they were saying.
“’Cause they’re wussies who can’t play,” Ren laughed, coming from that infamous bathroom. As soon as he emerged, Greg shot me a look and a raised eyebrow as Ren continued. “Me and Mike kicked ass on the court. Or rather the driveway.”
“Yeah,” Roland griped, scowling. “I still don’t get why your ass was so damn tired, Greg. We all did the same amount of work today.”
Greg’s lips twitched. “Let’s just say I had a hook-up I wasn’t expecting and it wore me out. Now let’s leave it at that.”
Sam smirked, shaking his head. “I hope you had condoms.”
“We had a condom, Sam,” Greg murmured.
“That’s not what he’s asking you,” Itsy said, frowning. “Let me rephrase, Daddy. Greg, did you use a condom?”
He didn’t answer. I looked away and played with Samree’s cheek again, hoping the heat in my own cheeks were internal and not at all reddening my face. Yeah, right. They had to look like fire.
“Damn!” Ren laughed. “Elevator girl and now a wedding hookup? Your pheromones must be on high lately, dude! Who was she today? And don’t even try keeping her a secret this time. I wan
t a name and descript, now!”
Greg shook his head, pulled on a black tank, then grabbed a paper towel and wiped off his face sweat. I watched his muscles move as he tossed the towel and washed his hands.
“You know Greg is not the kiss and tell type,” Mike scoffed.
Ren snorted. “He’ll tell, he just won’t give details. Telling us he fucked a girl in an elevator was a shocker. Damn detail like that is odd for him.”
“That’s true,” Mike laughed. “That’s why we had to sing that song!”
“And I’m not asking him to kiss and tell. I want him to tell me who he fucked today since he still hasn’t shared the identity of his elevator hookup.”
Greg just shook his head while grabbing a piece of the wedding cake and a water.
Ren nudged him. “Come on, man. Say it fast so I can get a picture of her in my head.”
“Okay.” Greg smirked. “I snuck off with Cara.”
“Not funny, fool,” Ren snarled. “Come on. Spill.”
“Fine,” Greg shouted, pointing. “It was Cassidy! We snuck in here and fucked in that bathroom. Happy now?”
All eyes turned to me and I froze until everyone burst out laughing.
“I don’t see shit funny and it’s a really good thing I’m holding this baby,” Eddie murmured. He didn’t look like he found it funny at all.
Mike slapped Greg’s back and chuckled. “Was it Cassidy in the elevator a few weeks ago, too?”
“Sure was,” Greg confirmed.
“Don’t tell us then,” Ren snorted and snatched Greg’s cake. “It was Camille, wasn’t it? She showed up here?”
“Hell no,” Sam, Itsy and Roland shouted at the same time.
“Anyone know where Stone ran off to?” Roland asked as he washed his hands. “He was supposed to ball with us tonight. Even yakked about it all day.”
“Yes, that fucker did,” Ren said, chewing on Greg’s cake. “All day until the guests started arriving.”
“I saw him when he left,” Shauna said, entering the kitchen. “I think he may be on round ten by now. That look he had on his face gave away what he was going to do.”
“Yeah?” Roland smirked. “Damn, I bet it was that sweet thing in the purple dress. Itsy’s friend… what was her name?”
Ugh. I wanted us all to stop talking now.
“Erin?” Itsy frowned, then they nodded. “No, she left with Cara. They’re sorority sisters and went to the local chapter for a party.”
“Yeah, that’s right.” Ren nodded, looking at his watch. “Then who is Stonely with?”
We laughed at the new name. They all shrugged, and I looked at the floor.
“Look at Cass,” Sam laughed. “I think she knows.”
I pulled my lips inside my mouth and shook my head. I’m not telling. I wasn’t sworn to secrecy; I just didn’t think it was my place to tell who Stone was with tonight.
Samree reached for me and I took him from Eddie. Samree smiled, then laid his head on my chest. I thought he may be sleepy and I didn’t care. I’d hold him all night while he slept if he’d let me.
“Come on, Cass,” Shauna laughed. “Spill. Who is Stone’s hookup tonight?”
I just shook my head and softly patted Samree’s back.
“Ooh… I know,” Itsy shouted. “My prediction; it came true, didn’t it?”
I looked down at Samree and sighed. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Itsy. Where’s the nursery? Samree is knocked out.”
“That’s okay.” Shauna smiled at me. “I’ll put him down.”
“Oh, please let me,” I begged. “I’m sure I’ve fallen in love with him and I want to kiss him goodnight since it’s our first date.”
They all laughed and Shauna pointed. “All right, if you’re sure, it’s the second door on the left just up the stairs.”
“I’ll show her, Shay,” Greg said quickly.
Shit. I swallowed hard.
“Thanks, Greg.” Shauna smiled then gestured Itsy’s way. “Would you take Momo, too? I think she’s got a little surprise waiting.”
I laughed and nodded. “I’ll change her, Shay. No problem.”
Greg took Momo from Itsy, who said she was going to find us all some food. I nodded, turned to the stairs and held my breath as I silently followed Greg. We walked into the nursery, beautiful in yellow with two dark wood cribs on either side of the room, one with pink bedding and the other with blue. It was the most beautiful room I’d ever seen.
I laid Samree in his crib, then beckoned Greg to place Momo on a changing table. He nodded and laid her down. I changed her diaper as she cooed at me while looking as though she wanted to sleep as well.
“You’re good with kids. Do you want any?”
“A dozen,” I answered softly. “At least. Well, as many as my body would allow me to make after I marry and save.”
“Save? Why?”
“Because I plan to devote my time to my kids, not a job. I want to be with my children as they grow. I don’t want to leave them with someone else to raise. Unless it was a child-friendly job I held; one where I could bring them to work.”
“You think you can bring a dozen kids to work?” Greg laughed behind me.
“Realistically, no, but it’s a nice thought,” I sighed as I finished with Momo’s diaper. Greg picked her up. Momo laid against his shoulder and closed her eyes. I went to the bathroom to dispose of the diaper and wash my hands. When came back into the nursery, Greg was softly singing to Momo as he gently patted her back.
“Not bad yourself,” I said as I watched him move to Momo’s crib.
“Not my first time.”
“Younger siblings?”
Greg laid the baby down, and she immediately turned on her tummy and folded her legs under her.
“No, I’m the youngest of four.” He smiled. “I have a daughter.”
I frowned. “You do?”
“Yeah. She’s just turned eight.”
My frown deepened. “How old are you, Greg?”
“Twenty-five.”
“You had a child at seventeen?”
“Technically, seventeen, yes. Her mother became pregnant when I was sixteen.”
Wow, I thought as I covered Momo. I couldn’t imagine becoming a parent so young.
Greg crept up behind me and I stiffened when he pulled my body tight to his. I slightly shuddered.
“Knowing I have a child is a game changer for you?”
It wasn’t, but I still had to end this relationship.
I shook my head. “No, but… I can’t do this with you, Greg. We have to stop.”
He stiffened against me. “What does that mean, Cass?”
I’ll never have him again and I ached inside because of it. I turned to him and sighed as I brought my face up to look at his. His expression was of confusion… and anger.
“I can’t do this to Eddie. He doesn’t deserve his girlfriend cheating on him. At all. I would be the lowest dirt on the planet to do this when it’s not his fault he’s that way.”
“What about you and what you need? What do you deserve, Cass?”
I bowed my head. “I only need Eddie,” I whispered, then swiped the lone tear that escaped. Damn it.
Greg lifted my chin. Scowling, he looked me in the eye and snarled, “What about your needs. I heard your whole conversation with the other girl in that elevator. You aren’t having your needs met because he can’t. What the hell do you need him for?”
I fought to not cower at his angry glare. I looked away regardless, not being able to see the anger in his eyes anymore.
“I love him. That’s enough.”
“You’ll never be able to have babies this way, Cassidy.”
I shrugged. “Artificial insemination or adoption.”
“Where’s your satisfaction in those ways? You won’t be able to get off in either of those situations.”
“I don’t need to get off. There is more than sex that can stimulate a person. Besides, there’s nothin
g wrong with his tongue and someday he’ll use the… thing with me.”
“Thing?” Greg frowned. “What thing?”
“The vibrator,” I whispered.
Greg’s head tilted and he looked at me with the most… I swear he thought I was the most disgusting person on the planet.
“Let’s see if I understand this; you are a sexy, beautiful, talented woman and you’re ready to spend your life with a man who won’t satisfy you?”
“It’s not that he won’t, Greg. He can’t.”
“Yeah.” He smirked. “He can’t and he won’t.”
“He wants to,” I argued with a scowl of my own now. “He really does, but he can’t.”
“Cassidy,” Greg sighed and shook his head. “If you have a vibrator and he refuses use it, that means he won’t satisfy you. I’ve been with you and I know how much you enjoy having a hard dick inside your delicious, wet pussy.”
Oh, God… he so needed to shut up. He was turning me on with words alone, and in two minutes I was going to throw him to the floor of this nursery and fuck the hell out of him.
I turned away and pretended to straighten up the changing table. I froze when he moved my hair to my right shoulder then whispered at my ear.
“You’ve had mine twice; do you really want to give it up? Think about it, Cass. Anytime you want, I’m willing to give you more of it with no problem and no toys, unless you want to use them. And we can use my mouth. You like my lips…”
I shuddered when I feel his soft, light kiss on the back of my neck.
“My tongue…”
The tip of his hot tongue slowly traveled up my neck to my earlobe. He flicked it rapidly, then blew softly into my ear. I shuddered so hard, I had to grip the changing table to balance my quaking body.
“You liked that, huh,” he whispered again. “You would be amazed at what else the air from my mouth could do to your body… specifically…”
His hand snaked around and gathered my gown in a bunch. Next, that hand was on my naked thigh. It eased to my now-throbbing pussy and cupped it. My fingers tightened on the changing table’s edge.
“Here,” he whispered softly. “And you’ll have all ten of my fingers. I would do this with them…” He gently rubbed. “And this…” He stroked me with two of his long, thick fingers. “And I’ll always include this…”
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