Reed's Reckoning

While Reed gives Davis his bath, I finally allow a few tears to fall. Emotions wash over me and I hang my head trying to calm down.

“Hey, now, what’s wrong?” Reed whispers and pulls me into him. The smell of his cologne engulfs me and I inhale deeply. It is another reminder of all the times I spent in his arms. Even though I’m emotional, my body reacts to his and I feel my nipples tightening against my tank top. I try to form words.

“I-I-I’m s-s-so sorry. I know that’s not how we talked about telling him but my mind went blank.” The look on his face still fresh in my head. Davis has never questioned who his father is even though he sees other children with their dads. I feel a sense of relief and at the same time guilt. Will he remember this and hold it against me one day?

“Baby, it’s okay. The end result is the same. Now he knows. No more hiding.”

His arms are still around my waist and when I look up our faces are inches apart. He’s leaning down into me and his eyes have turned a crystal blue. Everything in my mind is telling me to move back but my body is betraying me.

“Ari, you are so beautiful.” He lowers his gaze to my mouth and licks his lower lip.

Without thinking, I lift up and press my lips to his. As soon as they touch, there’s an explosion of familiarity. He cups the back of my head with one hand and grabs my ass with the other, pulling me as close as possible. When his tongue slips into my mouth, I whimper. At first we are both gentle, but then our mouths attack each other. Our tongues swirl together and I hold onto his biceps for balance. I’m dizzy from lack of oxygen, but can’t break away. My free hand massages his scalp lightly, remembering he loves it.

“Daddy! I’m weady to get out.” Davis calls from the bathroom and we both go still.

I try to stop but he holds onto me slowing us down. When he leans back, he showers my face with small kisses. I’m breathless and turned on everywhere.

“Over four years. That’s how long I’ve gone without your perfect kisses. Four fucking years.”

“Shh, Reed. That shouldn’t have happened.”

“Yes, it should have.”

“No, it was an emotional reaction.”

“Tell yourself whatever the hell you want. But it’s going to happen again, soon.”

I want to argue, but he steps back and places a quick kiss to my forehead then goes to Davis. I run to my bathroom and shut the door. My reflection shocks me. My face is flushed and my lips swollen. My whole body is strumming with need. What the hell did I do?

Reed

Her smell is everywhere. Just rubbing up against me for a few minutes coated my body with her scent and my dick approves. I have to adjust myself several times while trying to snap Legos and build the boat in the diagram. Davis doesn’t notice, but does continuously instructs me on the right way to do this.

Several times, I laugh out loud at his bossiness and word choices. He definitely gets his attitude from his mom. We only have thirty minutes until his bedtime. I negotiated two books tonight since tomorrow is such a big day.

Then I plan on cornering Ari right back into the same position we were in before we were interrupted. Preferably, this time, I’ll have her on her back. I felt her nipples poking through her thin shirt into my chest. If I had a few more minutes, I could have seen how wet she was. Her tiny shorts were begging me to slip my fingers inside and test her.

After Ari and I broke up, I was never into kissing. Shit, most of the time I could fuck and duck without ever touching the woman’s lips. It was just too painful because Ari’s taste is addictive and I didn’t want anyone else. But when our lips connected, it was like I was born to kiss this woman. I was serious; it is going to happen again, and again, and again.

There’s no denying the chemistry we have together. Even though she made me wait for sex in college, everything we did was explosive. Our bodies knew exactly what to do with each other. When she finally let me make love to her, I could swear there were fireworks in the room. She was meant for me. The way her body accepted mine was magnetic.

“Daddy? Did you hear me?”

His little voice draws me out of my memories and back to the room. Realizing my little boy just called me daddy makes my heart race. “Whatcha got?”

“Nuthin, I asked where mommy is?”

“Shower, buddy. Let’s get this mess cleaned up and get you to bed.”