Midlife Baby (Small Town Lovers)

“I am not a cougar!” Margot roared again.

I closed my eyes and reached for patience as I lifted up the phone and pointed it at Margot. “Margot this is my annoying little sister Beth. Beth this is Margot.”

“Hello Margot of the complicated cougar variety. It’s nice to meet you.”

Margot froze and then she smiled. “Hello Beth, who likes to fix classic cars. It’s nice to meet you too. You don’t look how I pictured.”

“Expecting short spiky hair, and strong lesbian vibes?”

“I don’t know, maybe? I wasn’t expecting a beautiful woman with a grease stain on her nose.”

“Oh Mama’s gonna like you. Mama’s gonna love her Grady. Oh shit, have you told Mama yet?”

“No,” I growled. “This is all kind of new Bethy, and I have to go. Talk soon.”

“Better talk to Mama soon, you know I’m crap at keeping secrets.”

“Worse than crap,” I growled. “I will do it, and soon. Just put her off if you can, yeah?”

“It’s gonna cost you a visit and that’s my final price,” she said and ended the call.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed as my life grew more complicated by the second.

“She’s fun,” Margot said with a smile in her tone.

“Yeah, a real riot. Come on in and have a seat. Are you hungry? Thirsty?”

“Yes,” she answered. “To both. Please.” The smile she flashed was sweet with a hint of sexy, and dammit my body responded.

I nodded and went to the kitchen to grab a tall glass of lemonade and returned with it. “What kind of hungry are you?”

She frowned and eyed the glass like it might bite her. “This is fine for now. Thank you.”

I nodded and dropped down on the sofa beside her. “I don’t want your apology Margot, just please remember that I exist and want to be a part of our kid’s life.”

“I’m trying, but I need you to know that if I fail, it’s not because I think less of you, it’s just because I’m used to handling life on my own.”

“Same,” I grunted. “We both have until that kid comes out to learn to do better at collaborating.”

She laughed. “Collaborating?”

“Sounds better than the alternatives.”

“The mushy emotional alternatives?”

I smiled. “Exactly.” Our gazes locked together like puzzle pieces, and the air between us heated up and charged with electricity. My smile faded slowly and so did Margot’s, until we just sat there and stared at one another, similar to teenagers in the midst of figuring out their attraction.

I don’t know who leaned in first, or who’s lips touched first, or who’s tongue reached out first. Just as suddenly we were kissing, at first with our bodies as far a part as could be, while still being close enough to kiss. It was like we both knew that if we got any closer, that this chemistry between us, the combustible energy that had forever linked us, would explode again. If it did, things would become too complicated, and they were complicated enough.

I pulled back and stared at her violet eyes, searching for any sign that this wasn’t what she wanted, that Margot felt taken advantage of, or caught off guard.

“Please, Grady,” she moaned, and I was lost.

Any hope of being the good guy, of walking away from this moment, had gone up in smoke. Before I could think better of it, my hands were on her hips and pulling her onto my lap so the heat between her thighs surrounded my cock, suffused my entire lower body with heat. I growled and cupped her face gently before I lowered her mouth to mine and swiped my tongue across the seam of her lips.

Margot moaned and sank into me, engulfing me with her fire as she gripped my jaws and devoured my mouth. She kissed me like my mouth was the one she’d been waiting for. She played me like an electric guitar, and I let her, gripping her hips while she had her way with me.

My hands moved from her hips up to her small waist, and up even further before I cupped her lush breasts and she leaned into me. My thumb and forefinger found her hard nipple through her dress and bra, and she groaned. My cock twitched and Margot moaned again.

“Grady, stop teasing me. Please.”

I smiled against her lips and kissed her deeply before I pulled back. “The teasing has just begun.” Before she could ask what I was talking about, I gripped the hem of her silky blouse and pulled it up and over her head. The sight that greeted me was a beautiful lavender bra that held her breasts up and out, and I licked her sensitive flesh along the scalloped lace while she squirmed and made erotic noises.

Finally the bra was gone and my gaze feasted on her tits for a few seconds before my mouth honed in on her stiff peaks again. She was as soft and sweet as I remembered. Her flesh was silky soft and smooth, her nipples so hard that my mouth watered as I swiped my tongue along one hard nub and then the other. She arched into me, and I tasted every inch of her from the hard tips to the warm underside of her heavy breasts before I kissed my way up to her mouth.