21 Days (Time for Love 2)

I kept quiet, hoping that he would open up a bit about his parents, who he’d always kept pretty quiet about.

“But look at Shelly and Cal,” TJ said quickly. I tried to swallow my disappointment at the fact that he hadn’t said anything further about his parents.

“Yeah, but Cal really hurt Shelly. Devastated her, in fact,” I argued. “Don’t get me wrong, I love Cal, and I love Shelly, and I’m totally on board with her taking him back and everything, but I was there … I saw how badly she was hurt by him. And if Cal can cheat, Cal, who has loved Shelly since they were sixteen … How can I ever trust a man not to do the same to me.”

TJ’s arms came up around me and held me close.

“That was a crazy situation, Sash, a once-in-a-lifetime screw-up. Not all men cheat. You can’t go through life waiting for the other shoe to drop, Red. You’re going to have to live on faith and trust, if you ever want to have a relationship that lasts.”

I snuggled deeper into TJ’s warmth and grinned. “When did you become such an expert?”

I felt TJ’s deep chuckle all the way down to my toes.

“I don’t know shit, Red. Everything I learned about relationships, I learned from watching Sons of Anarchy.”

I giggled at his words, then let myself drift off to sleep, happy to be in the arms of someone I trusted.

Chapter 15 – TJ

I started to drift out of sleep when the first stroke of her hot wet tongue ran along the length of my very hard and happy cock. When her mouth surrounded me and her hand lowered to cup my balls, the fog of sleep began to clear, and a new kind of fog settled in. I opened my eyes to see her red hair splayed out over my body, and her head bobbing up and down as she gave me the best wake-up call of my life. My entire body tingled and I reveled in every lick, suck, and nibble. When she brought her other hand down to stroke the base of my dick, I felt a pull deep in my belly and knew I was about to come, so I tapped her lightly on the back of the head to give her the option to move out of the way. I was thrilled when Sasha began to suck harder. I fisted one hand in her hair and the other one in the cool sheets next to me, and closed my eyes so that I could enjoy every second of my release.

I felt Sasha rub her body along mine as she moved up next to me, and I pulled her close to cradle her against me. “Good morning,” I whispered huskily, totally content and sated.

“Morning,” she responded as she nuzzled my neck. I let my hand wander down her silky skin and paused at her bottom to squeeze and pull her closer to me. She rocked against my thigh and I knew she was turned on and needy from giving me head.

“You hot, baby?” I asked softly, my body stirring as I became aware of her tight body, clad only in her underwear, rubbing against me.

“Yeah,” she responded throatily, “What are you gonna do about it?”

I flipped her beneath me swiftly, covering her body with mine, then leaned in to rub my nose along the length of her neck, pausing every inch to nuzzle, nip, and lick her, as I made my way to her lips.

When I was a breath away from her lips I paused and asked, “What do you want me to do about it, Red?”

I watched her eyes darken and gently ran my tongue along the seam of her mouth.

“Suck my nipples …” no sooner were the words out of her mouth before I relieved her of her bra and lowered my head to suck her greedily. Her tits were fucking perfection, and I made sure to take my time paying homage to each of them as she moaned and writhed beneath me. It took no time at all for my body to recover, and I knew I was not letting Sasha out of this bed without burying myself inside of her.

She put her hand in my hair and ran her fingers through it softly, stopping and tugging it roughly. I liked that, a lot, so I brought my lips up to kiss her below the eye and whispered, “Harder.”

Sasha complied and pulled my hair harder, eliciting a deep groan from my lips. I ran my mouth over her, trying to taste every inch, pausing at her belly to lick along her panty line. The sounds coming from her, combined with her taste on my lips, the smell of her sweet skin, and her hand pulling at my hair were about to make me lose my mind. She must have been feeling the same way, because she reached down and ran her smooth fingers along my length. I trailed my fingers down her belly and tugged on her panties. The angle made it hard to reach, so I rolled over a bit, and she brought her hands down to help me out. Once they were off, she scrambled up and pulled me to her, so we were both kneeling on the bed, our bodies touching from the waist up.

The first embrace of our naked bodies together caused both of us to snap. Our hands and mouths roamed everywhere they could reach, and I was so totally consumed in Sasha that I wanted to stay in this moment forever. Bodies burning, minds free, as we just allowed ourselves to be guided by sensation.

Sasha broke away to pull open her nightstand drawer, pulling out a condom and rushing back to me without bothering to shut it again. She opened the wrapper and threw it toward the nightstand, then proceeded to roll it onto my cock, turning and dropping to all fours in front of me. I stroked my dick as I took in the scene before me, and grinned when Sasha threw her red mane over her shoulder to look back at me.

“Fuck me, TJ,” she said on a groan as I ran my hand lovingly over her ass.

I slapped her slightly then squeezed and said, “God, you’re fucking awesome.”

I positioned myself behind her, rubbing my fingers along her to make sure she was ready, then eased in, inch by inch, moaning when I couldn’t get any deeper. I began to pull out and thrust in, running my hands along Sasha’s back and then reaching around to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples tightly.

“Right there,” she yelled out, grabbing one of my hands and guiding it down stroke her. I complied, moving my other hand to her hip so that I could gain some support as I began to thrust into her, deeper and harder. She reared up a bit, the new angle ensuring my dick was hitting the spot she wanted, and I tried to hold back before I lost all control.

“You almost there, baby?” I asked, half crazed with the need to come. She nodded and leaned back enough for my lips to stroke her, once, twice, then opened her mouth in a silent cry as she began to clench and spasm around me. I bit down on her shoulder, then brought my other hand to her hip and rammed into her as I milked the

rest of her orgasm and reached for my own. When I finally came, I swear I saw stars before collapsing on the bed next to Sasha. We were both panting, breathing heavily, and grinning wildly, when we turned to look at each other.

“Shit!” she said with a laugh.