by Nicole Dykes
My cock is begging to be set free as I rest between her legs, my dick prodding through my sweats as I grind against her. My hand moves between us, finding her clit and gently strumming it as her fingernails dig into my shoulder blades, and a quick gasp escapes from between her lips.
“I want to make you come.”
My fingers slide through the length of her, feeling how wet she is for me and then move back to her clit as her hips buck up. “I want your cock.”
The way she says cock makes mine fucking twitch in my sweats, and I can’t take it anymore. I’m fucking desperate for her as I kiss her, using one hand to shove my sweats down and over my ass, my freed cock dragging along her wetness as we both moan into each other’s mouths.
Her teeth nip on my bottom lip as my dick finds its destination and I fill her, pushing inside her tight pussy as we both groan and she holds onto my shoulders for dear life. “Oh my God.” Her voice is sultry and so fucking sexy as she kisses me, and I still, letting her adjust to my cock stretching and filling her.
“Shit, Viv.” My forehead rests against hers, and her hands move to my ass, digging her fingernails into my skin. She bites my bottom lip again.
“Fuck me, Asher.”
I kiss her again as I pull my hips back and then thrust inside of her with reckless, insane need. She wraps her legs around me, pulling me deep inside, her hips meeting each thrust as her bare tits press against my chest.
“Right there, Ash.” I fucking love her voice and how close I know she is to coming as I push deep inside of her, losing myself and finding her with each fucking movement.
Her teeth sink into my shoulder as she shudders, her pussy clenching around me, and I feel a tingle starting in my spine, flowing through my entire body as I fuck her.
“Ah, yes!” Her lips crash against mine, but her body is frozen as she falls over the edge, taking me with her. Our bodies are in unison as I come inside her, and her pussy milks my cock for every last bit with her legs still wrapped around me.
Her head falls back on the bed as I collapse onto her, kissing her neck and enjoying the moment.
Knowing without a doubt, we fucked up.
I’m panting, still on a high from my orgasm and feeling Asher’s body on mine. Please don’t let him be an asshole now that he’s come.
I meant what I said, I’m not looking for a relationship. I can handle this.
He rolls off me and lays on his back, looking up at the ceiling, not bothering to pull his sweats back up.
Don’t regret this.
“Asher.” I’m completely naked as I roll to my side, propping my head up on my hand, resting on my elbow. “This was not a bad thing.”
He won’t look at me. “I’m sorry I didn’t grab a condom, but you did say you have birth control.”
He’s shutting down. Don’t do this.
“I have an IUD. It’s fine.” I bite my bottom lip, thinking about his cum inside me as I lay here talking to him. “I liked it.”
His arms raise above his head, his arm muscles flexing as he grips his hair. “I’m such a fucking asshole.”
“No. You’re not.” I grab one of his wrists, tugging it down. “Ash, look at me.”
He won’t.
“Asher.” I’m firm this time, and his head swivels to the side as my eyes forcefully hold his attention. “I’m a grown woman who wanted to have sex. Do not feel guilty or make me feel guilty about really good sex.”
“I don’t want a fucking relationship. Ever. Fucking a single mom, that’s not smart when you’re a guy who doesn’t want commitment.”
I sit up, finding my shirt and pulling it on and then get up, finding my jeans, skipping the panties and pull them on as he cautiously pulls his sweats up and sits up, watching me. “I don’t want a commitment either. I’m not lying to you. This isn’t some trick to get you to marry me. Asher, I was planning on screwing some random stranger tonight.”
And I was. Even if I was a little nervous. I was 90 percent sure I would go through with it.
“But you ended up fucking me.”
I sit on the bed, trying to ignore the wet feeling between my legs. “I did. And I’m not sorry.”
“Not yet.” His hand sweeps through his unruly locks, and his lips pout.
“Not ever. I wanted this. I would do it again. And again.”
“Exactly.”
“No.” I shake my head. “Just the sex part. I’m not looking to marry you.” I smile. “You aren’t my type.”
He rolls his eyes, but I see the slight smirk he can’t hide. “Right. I definitely don’t have it together.”
“I like that about you. The spontaneous part. I want to be more like that, but not forever. Someday I want a relationship, but I meant what I said. For now, all I’m looking for is sex. Dirty, hair-pulling, biting, hot sex.”
He’s looking at me like he’s trying to decide if I’m lying or delusional. “What are you saying?”
I shrug. “I’m not saying anything except for I don’t regret having sex with you tonight, and I’m not looking for a proposal.”
“And going forward? Do we just pretend like it never happened?”
“I don’t want to do that.” I stand up, not really wanting to leave, but I don’t want him to think I’m going to cling to him, that I’m needy. “I don’t know about you, but I’ll be using this for a while.”
He smirks again. “So do we say ‘never again’?”
I don’t want that either. “I never say never, and I’m up for it if you are.”
“Viv, what about Sebastian?”
I take a deep breath, never wanting anything to hurt my son. “He is always the priority, no matter what. As far as he’s concerned, nothing has changed. You’re his uncle. I’m his mom, and that’s it. What we do after he goes to bed is our business.”
“You’re a smart woman, but you know this is stupid, right?”
I shake my head and fold my arms. “Only if we act stupid. As long as we both know what we’re in for, we can’t get hurt.”
He stands up, towering over me, and my hands drop to my sides as his hands cup the sides of my face. “I don’t think it’s that simple.”
“It is. I only have one request.”
His eyes search mine. “What’s that?”
“If you’re sleeping with me, you’re not sleeping with anyone else.” He flinches, and I know he thinks that’s me claiming him. “All I ask for is respect. I won’t sleep with anyone else either, and if either of us wants someone else, we talk about it. We end it. Communication is key.”
“Have you thought this out?”
I laugh. “For the last time, this is not some scheme to land Asher Sterling. It’s just what I want. Respect and communication.” I shrug my shoulders. “And dick.”
He laughs at that and kisses the tip of my nose, then captures my lips with his, sweeping me away with a fierce kiss, sealing our arrangement in his way, his hands moving down my back and to my ass, pulling me in.
“I can do that. You sure?” his hoarse voice whispers against my lips, and I nod, our noses rubbing together.
“I’m sure.”
“I still say this is stupid.”
I smile against his lips. “We’re young. It’s the time to be stupid. And like you said, you’ll always be Baz’s uncle. No matter what. He will have you.”
“Always.”
It’s a promise, and I know he takes it seriously. “Then I have everything I need.”
His hands remain on my ass. “I need one last thing.”
My heart speeds up in my chest as I try to guess what else he could need. “What?”
His voice is a possessive growl that sends a shiver down my spine. “Delete that fucking app.”
“I will.”
One hand moves to my chin, and he kisses me again.
“I’m going to bed.”
“You don’t cuddle?” He’s testing me.
I escape his hold and grab my phone from the bed. “Nope. I�
��m going to take a shower and go to bed. Thanks for the orgasm.”
He laughs and sits back down on his bed, his abs a momentary distraction. “Yeah, anytime.”
“I’m gonna hold you to it.” I smile and walk out of his room, my back hitting the wall in the hallway just out of view as I try to calm my rapid breaths, thinking about my actions.
I can do this. Just don’t get caught up.
Why can’t I think about anything except Viv underneath me?
I want to be thinking about anything else this morning, but I just fucking can’t. One time was definitely not enough, and if she thinks she can do casual, who the hell am I to say she can’t?
I sneak quietly up the stairs and reach Baz’s room, peeking in to see him lying on his tummy, one leg hanging off the bed as he snores quietly.
Test time.
Let’s see if she’s really up for this or if she has regrets after last night.
Her bedroom door is open, and I hear the sound of the shower coming from her bathroom, which also has the door wide open.
I walk into her room, pushing my sweats down and leaving them in the bathroom doorway, seeing Viv through the clear glass of her shower. Her back is to me as she faces the shower head, and I can see the curve of her spectacular ass as water pours over her back.
I stand in the doorway, completely naked, watching her wash her hair before I pull the bathroom door shut, and lock it. I finally find the courage to make the stride across the tile of her bathroom and reach for the handle of the shower.
She turns around when I pull the shower door open, not covering her breasts or any part of her, lifting one eyebrow in challenge. I love this fucking side of Viv.
“Want company?”
She looks behind me to the video monitor sitting on the bathroom counter which shows Baz is still fast asleep. Then her eyes meet mine. “Absolutely.”
I walk inside the massive glass shower, closing the door behind me, my dick already hard and ready for her, but I don’t touch her. Instead I move under the showerhead, letting the water pour over me, drenching my hair.
I feel her small body behind mine, her hands on my shoulders and her breasts pressed against my back, her lips dragging over my bicep. “I like this tattoo.”
It’s a colorful compass and not what I want to be thinking or talking about right now. I turn around to face her, brushing the water out of my face. “Thanks.”
She leans forward, kissing the tattoo over my left pec. “I like this one too.”
I grip her hips, spinning her around so her back is against the wall and raising her arms above her head, holding her wrists with one hand against the tile shower wall. “I didn’t come in here to talk.”
Her chins juts up, the fierce fighter shining through. “Then fuck me.”
I use my free hand to grasp her chin, my lips dragging over her jaw as her increased breathing presses her tits against my chest, the water cascading down over us both. My lips capture hers and don’t let go until I’m thrusting inside of her, causing her head to tilt back. My hand still holds onto her wrists while the other holding her chin slides down over her throat as I move inside of her.
“Fuck, Viv.”
“Yes,” she moans, her hands trying to pull out of my hold. But I don’t let them loose, glad the tile below my feet is rough which allows me to keep my footing while my cock takes long strokes inside her with her pussy gripping me tightly.
My hand slides from her throat to her ass, grabbing a handful and enjoying every thrust of my cock. She wraps one of her legs around my ass, which gives her some control and creates a whole new angle, and her lips drag over my jaw, and then her teeth sink into my shoulder.
“I’m close, Asher.” Her breathy moan turns my cock into steel, edging me closer and closer to release.
I release her wrists so she can brace herself on my shoulders and lean my hand against the shower wall, thrusting into her. My mouth attacks hers as our tongues sweep against each other’s, lost in nipping and biting lips and devouring the other’s mouth. We come together with water raining down and washing away all the evidence of our tryst.
When we come down and I pull out of her, she grabs a purple loofa and pours some sort of pink body wash on it, lathering it up and washing her chest and down her stomach before dragging it over my chest and down my abs. A lustful gaze remains on her pretty face as she washes my stomach. “Not a bad way to start the day.” Her eyes flick to the monitor, and he must still be asleep because she turns back to me, handing me the loofa.
I search her eyes, waiting for the freakout. “You’re really okay with this, aren’t you?”
She rolls her eyes, moving her body directly under the stream of water and rinsing off. “Yes, Asher. This is exactly what I want.”
We finish our shower, and I sneak past Baz’s room in a towel and head to my room to get dressed. Then we go about our day, having breakfast and lunch with Baz before Sawyer comes over to go swimming in the indoor pool.
When Viv and Baz are splashing in the pool together, Sawyer and I take a breather and move to the hot tub, sitting on opposite sides. I’m facing the pool and can’t keep my eyes off Viv, thinking of all the things I want to do to her when Baz goes to sleep.
“What’s up?”
My eye’s snap to Sawyer’s suspicious gaze, and I wonder how long I’ve been staring at Viv. I shrug my shoulders, trying my best to seem nonchalant, but Sawyer’s known me for a long time. “Not much.”
He looks over his shoulder and then back at me, one eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face. “Right. What the fuck happened?”
“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.” I try to meet his eyes, but he knows I’m lying which really pisses me off.
“You fucked her.”
“Jesus Christ.” I look away from him and see Viv helping Baz float on his stomach, her tits distracting me. That fucking bikini.
“You did.”
I meet his eyes. “Let it go.”
He shakes his head, dragging a hand over his chin and laughing. “I mean, I thought you would at least hold out until Christmas. You know, unwrap a little present for yourself Christmas Eve, tipsy on eggnog.”
“You’ve thought about this way too fucking much.”
I make sure to keep my voice low, I don’t need Viv freaking out. And thank fuck Sawyer does too. “Have you?”
“You’re going to give me shit? Really? I’ve seen you fuck your girlfriend’s sister before. You have no fucking moral code.”
His shoulders shrug. “I don’t. They both wanted my dick, and I gave it up. And she wasn’t my fucking girlfriend.”
“Steady fuck. Same thing.”
“It’s not actually. But what would you call Viv now?”
My eyes flick to Viv and then back to Sawyer. “Viv. Baz’s mom. My friend.”
“And a steady fuck.”
I roll my eyes, growing tired of the conversation as I lean my head back on the stone behind me. “Don’t worry about it.”
“I am, though. You’ll hate yourself forever if you hurt her.” My head lifts, his serious tone fucking with me because Sawyer is never serious. “And the kid.”
“I’ll never hurt Sebastian.”
“You think that if you fuck his mom over, he won’t hate your ass? Come on, man. That kid lives for his mom.”
“He’s three. And we have some pretty solid rules.”
“Oh yeah? What are your rules exactly? Tell me how this isn’t going to blow up in your face.”
He’s pissing me off, but I’m not sure if it’s because he’s digging in my business, which he never does. Or if it’s because I know deep down, he’s right. “Sebastian will never know anything has changed. We wait till he’s asleep.”
“And if he wakes up and wanders into Mommy’s bedroom while Uncle Asher is plowing into her?”
Fucker. “Nice.” His shoulder just lifts again. “We lock doors.”
“Holy fuck, man. I can’t say I didn�
�t see this coming, but I didn’t think you would be so fucking blind to it.”
“Blind to what?”
“You cannot fuck a single mom without a commitment. You can’t do it. Even I wouldn’t do that shit. And if a relationship is what you want, then great. That’s fucking great, I’ll cheer you on while I head to a threesome across town. But if it’s not what you want, you need to knock it off now.”
“Since when are you the voice of reason, Sawyer?”
He places a hand on his chest. “Since you forced me to be.”
“I have it under control.”
“Right, rules.” He drops his hand to the water, letting it skim the surface. “What else you got.”
He’s gonna have fun with this one. “We only fuck each other.” I look away from his face and to the pool where Viv is studying us now as she carries Baz through the water. I look back to Sawyer, who looks dumbfounded.
“She got you to commit to one pussy.”
It’s a shocked declaration. “For now.” And yes, even I’m shocked at how quickly I agreed to that. I would like to blame the orgasm still affecting my brain, but I’m not so sure.
He shakes his head at me then looks over his shoulder again at Viv, who is still watching us before he turns back to me. “Damn. I never thought I’d see the day. Especially when you’re twenty.”
“God damn it, Sawyer. Knock that shit off. It’s a respect thing. We aren’t fucking other people while we fuck each other.”
“Right. Respect. Because that’s something you worry about. You fucked two chicks in one night at the same party before. You weren’t worried then.”
“Viv is different.”
“Exactly.” He looks like I’ve lost my mind. “She’s different. You actually care about her, and now you’re adding in fucking.”
“Back off, Sawyer.”
He doesn’t. “I will when you admit that you’re in a relationship with your nephew’s mom.”
“I’m not.”
“You are. You’re fucking. Her. Only.”
I glance back at Viv as she watches us nervously, and then I look back to Sawyer. “For now.”
