“I’m sorry, Jess. Was there someone to help you?” The idea of her being pregnant and alone was intolerable.
She shrugged. “My mother and I have always had a difficult relationship. She was young when I was born, and at first was angry that I’d made the same mistake she had. But Tanner isn’t a mistake,” she added quickly. “After he was born, she was better, but I decided I wanted to build a better life for him. That’s why we moved to San Diego.”
“Do you believe in destiny?” I asked. “It seems so impossible that not only would you end up in the city I grew up in, but that you’d be working for my father.”
“It must be destiny,” she said.
I kissed her head. “Was the pregnancy okay?”
She laughed. “He was as busy in my belly as he is now. I had no complications and my labor wasn’t as bad as I’ve heard it could be. He had colic for a month and that was hard, but other than that, he’s been healthy and happy.”
“I don’t want to miss anything from this day forward,” I said. I wasn’t sure how Jess saw our relationship. For all I knew, she’d pad back to Tanner’s room or take him home tomorrow. I wanted her to stay, but also, I understood that our talk and great sex wasn’t going to automatically fix everything that had gone wrong. The truth of it was, I’d had one great week, and then four years of building her up, just as my grandmother had said. Maybe I needed to date her. To take thi
ngs slower.
“You won’t. I promise, Carter.”
We needed to talk about the logistics of our arrangement, but that could wait.
She lifted her head to look at me like she was searching for something in my expression.
“What?”
“I hope you believe me.”
I nodded. “I believe you.”
“Are you sure?”
I laughed. “I’m pretty sure.”
Her smile turned flirty. “Maybe I should convince you.”
My dick perked up at that. “It couldn’t hurt.”
She straddled my thighs. “It’s my turn to lead.”
34
Jess
Dreams did come true. Well, almost. In this moment I had everything I wanted. Carter’s arms around me and our son asleep in the other room. But I knew we still had work to do before I could truly believe in my fairy tale.
Right now, I wanted to show Carter how much I loved him. I dragged my hands down his chest, scrapping over his nipples, loving how it made him hiss.
“Are you going to tease me?” he asked, his eyes bright and full of love. It was like that night on the cruise, but better. This wouldn’t end. Not if I could help it.
“Do you like to be teased?” I asked, rubbing my pussy over his dick.
He groaned. “I like whatever you do to me, Jess. You always rock my world.”
“I want to make you feel good, Carter. Like no woman has ever made you feel.” I don’t know why, but for some reason it popped into my brain that another woman would have been better to him. In the last four years, another woman may have been better to him. I couldn’t have that.
“You do, baby,” he said levering up. His hands cradled my face. “It’s always been you.” He kissed me then, and I melted. But this was my seduction, so I quickly took back control, reaching between our bodies to stroke his dick.
His lips tore away from mine to let out a groan. I pushed him back and focused on his dick; using long slow stroked, alternated with quick short ones. It was magnificent and I wanted to taste it.
I moved back so I could lean over and lick the pearl of precome on the tip.