I moved my other hand to her neck. Her pulse quickened. Her eyes were full of emotions.
“You’ve given this a lot of thought, hmm?” she whispered.
“Not before today,” I admitted. “But now I do have some very specific thoughts.”
Her smile turned into a grin. “Care to share them?”
“No. Don’t want to scare you away.” I was semiserious.
“That specific, huh?”
“Actually, yes.”
I’d only fleetingly thought about having a family years ago before dismissing the idea. But even then, it had been a loose sketch, more of an idea, so very different from now.
“By the way, why didn’t you warn me about the call with your parents?”
“I forgot to tell you,
sorry. But as you saw, it wasn’t that involved.”
“True.”
“Before I met you, it didn’t bother me as much. But now...I mean, I can’t change them. But you and I can build the life we want. Together.”
I could visualize our lives together in scarily accurate detail. How we’d both have busy but satisfying weeks, weekends full of laughter, games, and fun. How she’d insist on Tess-like things like making jam on specific days, and I’d try my best at being a good husband. A good dad. I thought I’d make a great one with Tess at my side.
It was a vivid image that seemed to paint itself on its own. I couldn’t exactly describe it, because it was more of a feeling...but I could show her just how much she meant to me.
Cupping the back of her head, I kissed her deep and so slow that I was aware of every breath she took, every moan that escaped her. I was drinking it all in. I kissed her until her body started shaking slightly. When she began tugging at her sweater, as if she couldn’t stand having clothes on any longer, I nearly lost my mind. Gripping her hips, I pinned her against the nearest wall, wanting more leverage. I got rid of her jeans. She was wearing stockings. Fuck, now I really was losing my mind. She looked at me through hooded eyelids, smiling happily.
“Come on, move it farther up.” Her voice was seductive, and I realized she was holding back more than stockings.
I lifted her sweater up to her waist, sucking in a deep breath. Tess was wearing a lace bodice, connected to the stockings by thin straps running down each thigh. She was so damn sexy that I couldn’t stop staring. I wanted to touch every part of her at once and didn’t know where to start. Getting rid of her sweater was a sound decision, so I did. Her bodice went up to her breasts but was strapless and had buttons down the middle.
I was the luckiest man alive.
I traced the contour of her upper breasts, just where the fabric ended, while parting her thighs with my knee. She closed her eyes, swallowing hard while I undid the first button and then the next one. I didn’t stop until I undid all of them. It didn’t fall to the floor but hung to her curves, taunting me. She opened her eyes, placing both hands on my shoulders and pulling me toward her. She initiated the kiss at the same time I touched between her thighs over the fabric of her lingerie. I groaned at how wet she was. She moaned while I slowly rubbed two fingers over the fabric, back and forth, until she couldn’t kiss me anymore because she was panting. Her legs were shaky. I skimmed my other hand around the straps and then the clips that connected the bodice to the stockings.
With two snaps, I loosened the clips. Lowering myself on my haunches, I took off each stocking. After baring her legs, I kissed from her knees up her inner thighs until I reached the apex. The lacy fabric was still in the way. Sexy as it was, I wanted it off her. I wanted her completely bare.
“Take it off,” I commanded, watching her.
Tess obliged immediately, pushing the bodice down her hips and stepping out of it once it was around her ankles.
I looked up at her, drinking in her sexy naked body before rising and kissing her hard.
Then I lifted her up my body, holding her by her ass. She whimpered, pressed against me. Her clit was level with my belt buckle. Our surroundings faded as I moved through the apartment. She tightened her grip on my shoulders, rolling her hips and practically humping my belt.
She needed more friction. Fuck, I wanted to be inside her. I couldn’t wait any longer.
I only made it to the kitchen counter. I lowered her on her feet, kneading her ass cheeks before letting go. I undressed in the pitch dark. Fortunately, Tess helped a lot. I couldn’t even see where her hands were, just felt them all over me until I was naked.
Gripping her hand, I brought it over my cock. “Touch me. Fuuuck, touch me.”
I dropped my head back, groaning when she clasped her hand around me, moving it in a maddening rhythm. I felt more than saw her lower herself to her knees. She pressed the flat of her tongue against the tip of my cock.
“Fuuuck.”