Goddess

Huxley

My brother should be arriving soon. I haven’t seen him in almost a year. His life is the opposite of mine, but we will always be there for each other at the first sign of trouble. He reached out to me about a week ago because he had just learned he might be a father. I might be an uncle. The problem is it was five years ago, and the woman he may have knocked up is just coming forward. She’s not even sure if the kid is his. She gave her son up for adoption when my brother walked out of her life.

It was an open adoption, but the adoptive parents have since vanished. I told my brother that Austin would be the perfect person to help with his situation. I’ve invited Austin to lunch here at my mother’s place. Tucked in the back corner for privacy, we wait for my brother to arrive.

Goddess comes over to our table to get our order started. After a little training earlier this morning before the lunch shift, I see my mother is putting her on the fast track of learning. We stayed out until about one in the morning because we fell asleep in the bed of my truck after our romp session. We didn’t discuss it on the drive back here. She went straight to her room and crashed, so I didn’t try to follow. She looks well rested this morning, so that’s good. She sets a glass of water in front of Austin and me before pulling a pad and pen from her waist apron. The apron does little to hide her curves accentuated in those black work pants. My dick stirs a little, knowing I was just buried deep between those thighs last night. I don’t know how I ever thought that one time with her would be enough. All I’ve thought about all morning is getting a taste of her pussy. I want to explore her boundaries and push pass the basics of the missionary we got acquainted with last night. Her falling asleep after I punished her pussy is the only thing that saved her from my unquenchable thirst. I’ve never been a one-round type of guy. Especially since there are usually no second chances with me. One night is all I offer—it’s what Goddess and I agreed to—but I’ve changed my mind.

“Have you gentlemen had a chance to look at the menu?” Goddess asks, successfully interrupting my plaguing thoughts.

“That’s quite okay … Goddess,” Austin replies after reading her name tag. “I think Huxley and I know the menu by heart. We’re waiting on a couple of guests to arrive before we order, though.”

“Can I start you off with something to drink besides water then?” she asks, unsure of how to proceed.

“Sure,” I speak up. “Let me get a cup of coffee.”

“Same,” Austin echoes.

“Would you like any cream or sugar to go with that?” she asks as she writes our simple order on her pad. It’s quite endearing. Her nervousness is obvious as her gaze bounces between us. I point at the cream and sugar packets on the table.

“Oh, right.” She smiles in the way that one does when they’re embarrassed. Red creeps up her neck in its usual fashion. “I’ll be right back with your coffees.”

As soon as she walks off, my brother, Silas, arrives with a petite blonde. He ushers her toward us when he spots me. I give him a bear hug before shaking the woman’s hand. “It’s nice to see you, ole man,” I joke because he’s four minutes older. That’s right. He’s my carbon copy. Right down to the matching tattoos we decided to get a few years back. Kind of a bonding thing we decided to do when we were both drunk but then actually followed through with. It’s the one thing that binds us through our differences. “Nice to meet you, ma’am. I’m Huxley, and this is Austin,” I introduce.

“Please, call me Jasper,” she corrects. Once we’re all seated, Austin informs them about his company Legends Security and Investigations. He is mid-conversation about how he can help them find where the adoptive parents are now located when Goddess arrives with the coffees.

I watch as she does a double take, looking at my brother in complete shock. I realize that we never got to the “about me” part last night, so I never told her I had a twin. Austin knows my family, and so do most people in this town, so I didn’t think about it until now. I watch as she regains her wit enough to proceed with taking orders.

“Hello. I see we have more guests. I’m Goddess, and I’ll be your server today. Would you both like coffee as well?” Jasper and my brother both nod. “I’ll get that for you and be right back to take your orders.”

Goddess doesn’t take long to bring the coffee. She whips her pen and pad from her apron again and listens attentively as everyone orders. She really is a fast learner. Though I notice the minute difference from when she first came to the table. She still wears a smile, but it’s forced. She’s upset. She opened up to me last night in more ways than one, and I neglected to tell her something as simple as I have a twin. We promised to share things about ourselves that nobody else knows, and I dropped the ball. I don’t even know why I suggested we do that except to encourage her to share what she had been hiding. After the alcohol and screw session, the time to talk had passed. I’ll have to rectify that today.

When she leaves to put our order in, I find a reason to excuse myself from the table. I find her near the kitchen and pull her into an alcove out of sight from the public.

“Hey. I’m sorry I didn’t get to tell you I had a twin. We kind of fast-forwarded things last night,” I explain.

“It’s fine. Really.” She tries to walk off, but I tug her back because I can tell it’s not fine.

“Let’s pick up where we left off last night. I’ll fill you in on my life just like I promised.”

“It’s no big deal, Huxley. You—”

I cut her refusal off the best way I know how. I grab her face and seal my mouth over hers until she opens for me. My tongue dances with hers, each passing moment growing more intense. She is so damn intoxicating. The strawberry smell of her shampoo wafts through the air as I tug on the pigtails she’s wearing once again. I don’t want to let her lips go, but I know I must. Heaven forbid my mother come around this corner.

“Tonight okay?” There is only one acceptable answer to my question.

“Okay,” she agrees. I give her one last peck on the lips before returning to the table. First, I’ll help my brother, and then I’ll have more time with Goddess. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t hoping the night ends the same way it did last night—inside Goddess.

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