I regret the words the minute they leave my mouth. The quiet that settles over the car is eerie and unnerving.
“Too late?” He skims his fingers over my leg. Tiny sparks of electricity flow through me. I gasp. “So you feel nothing when I do this?” He inches up to my thighs. I shiver. “Feels like something.”
“Shay?” My reply is lost in the strangled breath I release when he cups me through my panties.
“Hmmm. Hot.” He massages me. “Wet. Definitely not nothing. And if you say it’s biological,” he runs a finger over the edge of my underwear, “I’ll have to prove you wrong. You feel with your heart first.” His hand slips into my panties and strokes down my cleft. “I.” Circle. “Know.” Stroke. “You.” Pinch.
I jerk. Precariously balanced on the edge, I’m panting. I grit my teeth. He can’t win.
He removes his finger. The greedy sucking nearly does me in. I push my thighs closer together as best as I can. “You still taste as sweet as the candy you like to eat. We have issues. But we can work them out. Now, are you going to let me help you come so you can get all that restless energy out and remind you of how good we are together?”
I want to say yes.
“The exit is getting closer. Going once. Twice. Even when you’re too bullheaded to ask, I’ll give you what you need. Open up.”
“I …” I swallow, unable to protests as I part my legs. He let me save face and have this victory. Not asking changes everything.
The light taps he delivers to my pussy send me spiraling over the edge.
***
Shayne
“Smile, we’re about to be put on display.” Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pull her to me as the front door opens. She relaxes against me, and I cherish the feel of her soft and pliant. It’d been a hellacious week. Xia’s words are short and terse, and my days after work are empty.
How one person can fill up so much space in my life is a mystery. She’s as mystical as the unicorn that acts as the mascot for Mystical Munchies. A temptress able to break through the stone I encased myself in. She reminds me that my heart is still functional. I’m not fully convinced it’s a good thing.
“Hey, guys! The party girl is here,” Casp yells. We step inside, and I know the water works are about to be turned on. A banner has been made with her logo on the ends and the word congratulations in pink in the middle. Black and pink balloons and streamers have been hung.
A quick glance around the room shows all the usual players, and a surprise visitor, her father. Looking completely uncomfortable, he’s a fish out of water with a stiff posture and dark scowl.
Looks like Mrs. Foley won the battle. Xi’s step falters, and I squeeze her side. She leans against me minutely before she steps away to receive the hugs. I fall back, mingling and making small talk. I don’t mind her friends and family barring her father. After so many hours working together, I’m used to them.
I study her as the hours pass. She’s in her element?animated, sure, and filled with an inner life that had been dulled the first day I met her.
“You really like my daughter, don’t you?”
I turn to peer at her father who’s joined me out back where I’m working on my beer.
“No, I love her.”
He snorts. “Love? What do you know of it six months in?”
“Seven months, and more than you do apparently.” It’ll take a lot more than an overbearing father routine to spook me.
“Excuse me?” He cocks his head and stands to his full height.
Trust me, old man, you don’t want me to throw down the gauntlet. “Love doesn’t depend on if you approve of the person’s choices or not. Even when they’re bad, which hers aren’t.”
“And you know what’s best for her?” he asks. His hackles rise. Everyone is in the house ignoring him and his piss poor behavior, so he’s spoiling for a fight. I know the drill.
I shake my head. “No. Only she knows that, but she has to be able to try to really figure it out. People are who they’re going to be. We don’t get to pick and choose the traits, and desires we like in them.”
“Do you have children?”
“No.”
“Then you have no business trying to tell me how to deal with mine. I’ve been with her every step of the way, and it’s my job to speak up when she starts to veer off the right path.”