Accidental Meeting (Accidental Hook-Up 3)

I want her forever; I need her forever. This is the woman that I need to spend the rest of my life with.

I slap her ass again. Once and then one more time. She squeals with glee but then it isn’t enough.

“Fuck me,” she gushes needily. “I need you to fuck me now.”

So I do. I slam into her there on the couch, but only for a few thrusts. Then she spins me onto my back on the floor and she rides me. It ends up being a crazy blur of us fucking all over the apartment, Tia Cooke has my head spinning so much I can barely keep track of what’s going on. It’s the hottest fucking thing that I have ever experienced in my whole damn life. By the time I explode and I fill her up, I’m spent. Completely exhausted, but in the best way possible. I wasn’t expecting this to happen tonight, or ever to be honest, yet here we are. My life is funny, it’s crazy, it certainly isn’t normal. But that’s okay, at least it’s happy now.

Thank goodness I sent rolling orgasms through her over and over again. I know she’s satisfied too, and the spanking played a small part in that. That is an area we can definitely explore more. There is so much more we can do in that area; my mind is already reeling with the possibilities.

“Does that meet your requirements?” I pant out. “Since you paid my bar bill?”

She grabs my hand and smiles. “It sure does, that was something else.”

“Is this the time where you’re going to kick me out your place?” I laugh. “I have done my job?”

She brings my lips to hers and kisses me. “No way. My home might be a crap hole compared to yours, but I’m hoping that it’s good enough for you to spend the night.”

I take a look around, pretending to be critical. “Hmm, I suppose it will do.”

She slaps me playfully and pulls me along with her into the bedroom. We collapse on to the sheets and stare up at the ceiling for a while, just trying to catch our breath. I can tell that this room has been empty for a while, it has the feel of a room that has been neglected for far too long.

“So, how attached to this place are you?” I ask curiously. “Did you miss it a lot while you were away?”

“Are you asking me to move in with you?” she laughs. “Because that might be a little hasty, I don’t know…”

“I wasn’t… I mean, I would if I thought you would but it might be wise to go one step at a time.”

“Yeah, one step at a time.” She grins and nods. “Sounds good to me.”

“I probably shouldn’t tell you that I love you then.”

Oops. I wasn’t exactly intending for those words to fly out of my mouth but they’re in the open now. Tia’s face explodes in to an expression of fear, but then it relaxes in to happiness only moments later. She actually looks over the moon that I accidently confessed how I feel.

“I love you too, I hope you know that. This time apart has only highlighted that for me.”

I hug her tightly and nestle into her hair, breathing in her delicious fruity scent. It’s such a sweet and tender moment after all that crazy kinkiness and the romance gets me going as much as everything else. Everything about this woman fires me up and I love her for it.

“So, you love me and I love you,” I murmur to her. “Where do we go from here?”

“The whole world is our oyster. We can do whatever the hell we want.”

Hmm, I love that idea. I can feel the giant hole in me repairing just a little bit. Tia is the key to that and now that she’s here the grayness of my future is filled with color and I’m excited about it.

Chapter Twenty-Five – Tia

My hand swings in Shane’s as we walk down the street like this is a totally normal thing. Half of it feels like the most natural thing in the world, like we are always supposed to be here, but the other half of me is very aware that it has been a real struggle for us to get here. I smile up at Shane, happiness radiating through.

“Are you sure about this?” he asks me yet again, uncertainty racing through his tone.

“I don’t know… and the more you ask me the more doubtful I become,” I reply anxiously.

“It’ll be fine. They will absolutely love you.” He laughs. “I promise you that.”

But I’m not so sure. In fact, I haven’t been sure since the very first moment that Shane asked me to meet his parents. If he hadn’t been naked and oh so tempting, then I might have found the strength to say no. But I was blinded by lust and I would have agreed to absolutely anything he asked of me.