“Fuck.” My hands went to her hips, and I breathed with her, writhing every single time that tight pussy took me to the base. The moonlight shone on her shoulders and her hair, illuminating her beautiful curves.
She ground her clit against my pelvic bone, her breathing growing deeper and deeper, and when she reached her climax, she whimpered quietly, tears pouring down her cheeks and reflecting in the moonlight.
My hand gripped her neck, and my thumb caught one of her tears, my hips moving to slide inside her. My jaw tightened, and my dick hardened, knowing I was about to fill her pussy with a big-ass load.
“No.” Her hand wrapped around my wrist as she kept going. “Not until I’m done.”
That was the moment I knew.
The moment I knew I loved her.
The moment I knew I should have told her the truth a long time ago.
20
Daisy
I drank my coffee on the back patio, my mom beside me.
Dad and Derek had taken the kids fishing, and Atlas tagged along.
Mom kept looking at me.
“What?”
“Don’t what me.” She smirked before she sipped her coffee on the armchair beside me. “You know exactly why I’m staring at you.”
I looked at the lake, searching for their little fishing boat that they’d taken to the deepest waters to find fish. When Atlas had first come into my life, it was like a meteor struck the earth and ruined my world. But now, it was hard to believe he hadn’t always been there. He’d become a part of me so easily, integrated into my life like he’d been the missing piece.
“That’s the man you’re going to marry.”
“Mom, come on.” I blew on my coffee before I took another drink.
“Mark my words…”
“I’m not in a hurry, so there’s no need for marriage talk.”
“But that’s where it’s going.”
I gave her a gentle kick. “Don’t say any of that shit in front of him.”
“Like I would ever.”
I continued to stare at the lake, the temperature rising as the morning passed.
“You guys are so cute together.”
“We are, aren’t we?” I asked with a smile.
Mom chuckled.
“Dad doesn’t seem weird about it.”
“He’s happy. Atlas is a good man for you. Already cares for him like a son.”
“Yes, I’ve noticed. I thought bringing a guy around for the first time would be like nails on a chalkboard, but Dad seems to like him more than I do. Likes him more than me, actually.”
“Well, that second one isn’t possible, but the first one is.”
“It’s weird. With Mason, it was so…challenging. But with Atlas, it’s like a walk in the park.”
“Because he’s the right one, honey.” With her legs crossed in her jean shorts and top, she looked like one of my girlfriends at the bar, not my mom.
“Mason wants me back, but I basically told him to fuck off.”
“Oh, that must have felt good.”
“Giiiiirrrl, you have no idea.” I’d waved him off like a gnat that kept flying near my face. He used to be the hottest guy I’d ever laid eyes on, quiet and mysterious, but now, Atlas was the apple of my eye.
“Does Atlas know that?”
“Yeah, I told him. He’s not really the jealous type. Or, at least, it seems that way.”
“Because he’s secure. Secure men don’t act like that.”
“True.”
Their boat appeared far in the distance, the motor becoming louder as they drew close. Little waves formed on the surface of the lake, ripples stretching out across the water that looked like glass just a moment ago.
When they came close, Derek turned off the engine, and they drifted to the dock.
The kids jumped out first, and then everyone followed.
“Guess that means we should get breakfast started.” Mom got to her feet and smoothed out her shorts.
“Mom.”
She turned back to me.
I framed her body with my hands. “You’re a hot piece of ass, you know that?”
She brushed me off like it was a joke, but the smile in her eyes told me otherwise. “You gonna help me or what?”
We left the cabin and went on a hike together, taking my favorite path through the pines and oak trees. Sunlight filtered through the trees, but there was enough shade to make the temperature comfortable. We crossed a bridge over a small stream and continued on the well-trodden dirt path, passing no one on the way because we were the only ones out there.
“I’m not much of a fisherman.” Atlas walked beside me in his workout shoes and shorts, his sculpted legs manly and slender. He kept my pace but didn’t look fatigued, probably because he did cardio every day, while I sat on my ass every day. “Just watched the kids. But it was fun. Your dad is a different person out here.”
“I can totally see that.”
“We’ve both been stressed lately.”
“Trials not going well?”
“Yes and no. We had one patient make improvements, but it’s still too early to conclude anything. But we also lost a patient a week ago. She was one of our most advanced patients, so it wasn’t a surprise, but…it’s still hard. The hospital paged your dad, so he got there in time, but I wish they’d paged me instead. Just to spare him that.”