Chapter Five

 

On Monday, Wynter left for work early, wishing she’d gotten a few moments to speak with Zane. After his kiss on Saturday, all she’d been wanting to do was talk to him. Tammy, Marshall, and their kids had been the ones to interrupt their kiss. She’d seen the questions in Tammy’s eyes, but there hadn’t been time to talk.

Zane had left, and on Sunday he’d been working all day, and now she was heading to work. There just wasn’t any spare moment to talk, and she found it so damn frustrating.

When she arrived to class Tammy was already there getting everything set up.

“Close the door and tell me everything.”

She did as instructed, and when she turned back, she saw Tammy had already gotten them both some coffee. School wasn’t due to start for another half hour.

“Come on, spill. I’ll not get through ’til lunch for you to tell me everything.”

“There’s not much to tell.”

“The look on your face on Saturday told me straight something had happened, and I’d interrupted it. Come on, spill.”

“He kissed me.” She licked her lips, and smiled. “And it was so amazing. He’s one hell of a kisser.”

“And?”

“And I kind of, sort of asked him if he’d teach me about sex.”

This time Tammy’s mouth did open. “You did?”

“It just blurted out. We were watching the neighbors, and I was thinking about my parents, and I didn’t want to be proper in that moment.”

“You’re attracted to him?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“Well, that’s good then. It would suck if you’re asking a guy you couldn’t stand,” she said.

“I’ve not spoken to him though. Not since he agreed.”

“He agreed?”

She nodded. “Right after the kiss.”

“Well, I think the time has come for you to at least bake him a pie.”

“You think so?”

“You’ve asked this guy, a stranger, to teach you about sex, and you’ve already told him you’re a virgin.”

“Alcohol does not go well for me.”

“You still didn’t swear,” Tammy said.

“I didn’t?”

“Nope. You were every bit the perfect lady.” Tammy patted her hand, giving her a funny look.

“What is it?”

“You don’t think that your houses have something to do with it?”

Even before Tammy finished her question, Wynter rolled her eyes. “They’re houses, Tammy. Not people, just things.”

Tammy shrugged. “If you think about it, it’s a little coincidental that you’re asking a complete stranger to have sex with you, and at the same time, you’re kissing him. Both things I know you’d never dream of asking Carey.”

She shuddered. “Stuff like that is not real. It’s a fantasy.”

“Life’s made of fantasies, sweetie. It’s what helps get us through the really crappy times.”

They finished their coffee, and then the day was about to begin. She didn’t have time to dwell on anything Zane related as she helped the children with their spelling, drawing, and of course coloring. Tammy always took the lead, and the classes were filled with so much joy. They were going have a parent-teacher evening very soon, so Wynter had lunch all to herself, which wasn’t fun as she found her nerves getting the better of her.

What if she’d made a terrible mistake?

She had to live with Zane.

What if you like him a little too much and he ends up with lots of groupies?

She really hadn’t thought this through enough, and now there was no time to think as she’d see him that evening.

Even though her attention was on the kids, she couldn’t stop for even a second thinking about Zane and his kiss. He’d completely taken over and kissed her in a way that had her begging for more. Not only had she not wanted him to stop, she’d been more than ready for more. So much more.

Her pussy had been so wet, and she wanted him to touch her, to make her orgasm.

Those feelings had never happened, not with a guy.

Pushing them to the back of her mind, she finished her day at school, lingering in the evening to help with the last of the preparations with Tammy, who happened to hate parent-teacher day, before heading home.

His truck was parked in his driveway when she got home. Grabbing her groceries, she made her way into her home. Before she’d even put the bag on the counter, there was a knock on her door. She closed her eyes for just a few seconds to find some kind of peace, any peace. When nothing came, she had no choice but to make her way toward the door, opening it up.

Both his hands rested on the frame, and his smile caught her completely off guard.

“Had a good day at work?” Zane asked.

“Yes.” Any of her doubts left her as she looked at him. “You?”

“Wrote a couple of really crappy songs, but everything’s set up at the bar.”

“Would you like to come in?”

“Love to.” He entered her home and she stood, watching him, not really knowing what to say or do. “I’m wishing you had a beer right now.”

Surprising even herself, she started to laugh.

“You don’t have to start freaking out. I’m not going to jump on you or demand anything. We’re just two friends here hanging out.”

“Yeah. Do all of your friends ask you to take their virginity?”

“Not really. It was touch and go with Riot.”

She threw her head back and laughed again, walking back to her kitchen. He’d put her completely at ease.

“I’m not going to be able to look at him without picturing that.”

“He deserves it. Always thinking he’s a gift to women.”

“Want a drink? Tea? Coffee? Soda?”

“Beer?” he asked, winking at her.

“I don’t keep it in the house.”

“It’s like a truth serum for you.”

“I was thinking a ‘never shut up’ kind of serum.” She tucked some stray strands of hair behind her ear, and she gritted her teeth as nerves kept getting the better of her.

“I’m not going to jump you. This isn’t a rush for me to rid you of that pesky little V-card you’re so desperate to let go of.”

“I’m not desperate. I just want to know what all the fuss is about. I’ve never really been all that interested in sex and guys.”

“Cheers,” he said. “I’ll take a cup of coffee.”

She nodded and began to fill her kettle.

“You know I’ve got a pool, and I was wondering if you’d like to go for a swim. It’s been a long day, and you really need to relax before you totally hurt yourself.”

“I’d like that. It has been ages since I went for a swim.”

“I’ll even show you a little access into my garden that the woman showed me,” he said.

“Access?”

“Yes. Did you know these two houses have a rumor attached to them?” he asked.

“Not you as well?”

“What?”

“Do you really think that two homes can bring two people together, and the two that are living there at the same time will magically fall in love?”

“With how sarcastically you’re saying that I’m going to take a hunch and say you don’t believe in it?”

“It’s a bunch of bull. It has to be.”

“Okay, what if I can say that I know for certain the last three couples here are all married and happy settled?”

“Well, I know Slade and Cassie are. They’re in town.”

“Yes, but the couples before that as well. They moved away, but they’re still together.”

She finished making them both a cup of coffee. “Say I believe you, what does that even mean?”

“It means that one day soon you’re going to find yourself completely and totally in love with me.”

“Well if that’s true, then it means you’re going to be the same with me. You’re going to think of nothing and no one but me.” She placed a hand on her chest and smiled. “Would that be pure torture to you?”

“Not at all. I quite like thinking about you.” He took a sip of his coffee, staring over the rim of the cup, which made her stomach twist, and she had no choice but to press her thighs together. Damn, this man was good.

“In all seriousness, I won’t hold you to anything about what I’ve asked you to do. You’re your own man, and I don’t expect anything from you.”

“Just my dick.”

Her cheeks heated. “It’s … why is this so hard?”

“You’re the one that asked me, and soon it will get hard. I promise. Right now, it’s kind of soft. You make really nice coffee.”

She knew he was teasing her, and the moment he talked about his cock, she couldn’t help but look.

“You’ll get to see it soon enough, Princess.”

Something must be happening because she didn’t even mind it when he called her Princess.

“How was your truck?” she asked, moving onto a much safer topic than sex, Zane’s penis, and the possible rumor their houses played Cupid.

“It doesn’t stink; it’s really clean. You need to vomit in my truck more often. I think it’s cleaner than when I first bought it.”

Her mouth and beer had already gotten her into this. There was no way she’d ever risk it again.

****

Zane waited for her to change into her bathing suit. Cassie, the previous owner, had a pool, which he’d just recently paid to get clean. Princess, now dressed in a bathing suit, followed him out to the back of her garden. When Cassie had been at a hospital appointment because of her baby, Slade had showed him around and also told him about the loose fence panel.

“Why didn’t anyone fix it?” she asked as he showed her how to slide it open, and keeping it there as they entered his home.

“I don’t know. Maybe they didn’t feel it needed fixing? Our houses being connected and all that.”

Cassie had told him about the house rumor when he moved in, and of course he didn’t believe her.

It was total bullshit.

Houses didn’t control emotions, people did.

He pulled off his shirt, then removed his jeans, walking all the while. “And here is the little darling that I had cleaned especially for you.” He held his hand out. “You may remove your robe.”

She rolled her eyes, opening up the robe and handing it to him.

Placing their clothes on the deck chair, he jumped in without waiting for her. The day was so hot that even the water was warm.

Breaking the surface, he saw her standing there. She wasn’t trying to hide her body, and the bathing suit she wore shaped to her curvy figure to perfection, and even seemed to push her tits up and together. He focused on other parts of her body rather than the pure beauty of her breasts.

She had a touch of cellulite on her thighs, but they were full, juicy, and he wanted them wrapped around his waist as he slammed his dick deep inside her.

She’s a virgin.

Rubbing his hands down his face, he watched as she slowly climbed into the pool, her hands gliding over the surface.

“It’s not going to bite. I don’t have a shark hidden beneath waiting to eat you up or anything.”

She smiled. “It has been a long time since I’ve been in a pool.”

“Is this something to do with your family?”

“Nah, just … pools.” She leaned forward, and he watched as she began to swim, moving from one end of the pool to the other.

It wasn’t a large pool, not like a proper full length, but it was a nice size to stretch out, or take a short swim.

Moving toward the edge, he stretched his arms out and simply watched her. She floated on her back, staring up at the sky. Treading water, he moved toward her side and placed a hand on her stomach.

She jerked up but didn’t push him away. Her head turned toward him.

“Have you changed your mind?” He ran his thumb back and forth over her stomach.

“Yes and no. I’ve not changed my mind.”

“Tell me your thoughts.”

“I’ve felt guilty for putting you in this position. I shouldn’t have, and I’m really sorry.”

He smiled. “You don’t have to apologize.”

“Do you want to?”

Staring into her blue eyes, he nodded. “Yes. I want to.” He took her hand and placed it over his dick, which was already rock-hard. “This is what you do to me, even when you’re driving me crazy. I want you. That’s never going to stop.”

She slowly rubbed him through his pants, and he closed his eyes, enjoying her touch. Her feet touched the pool bottom, and she stood, staring at him. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t believe that our houses are connected, and I have no intention of telling you that I love you any time soon.”

“I don’t either.”

“I’ve never had sex before. I’ve never done anything but touch myself, and even as I’m sharing this with you, I’m feeling crazy because I don’t know why, but I feel safe with you. Is that normal?”

“Define normal for me.”

“I knew there was a big reason why I liked you.”

He rested his hands on her hips, and neither of them spoke for several seconds. Her gaze kept going to his lips then back again. “Do you want me to kiss you?” he asked.

“All I can think about is that kiss.”

“Close your eyes.”

She did as he asked, and he stared at her. He didn’t know if their little house rumor was true. He only knew his own feelings when it came to this woman, and how much he wanted her. He’d never known anything like it before in his life. It was like a consuming need.

His thoughts were dominated by her. He constantly wanted to know if she was okay, if she was happy. She’d gotten under his skin, and now he couldn’t seem to shake her, not even when he was writing, which always took him away from his troubles, and yet this seemed to only give him trouble.

Pressing his lips against hers, he squeezed her hips, knowing that small touch wasn’t enough. His cock thickened even more, pressing against the front of his black briefs, demanding attention. He ignored it, focusing on the woman in his arms.

As he slid his tongue across her mouth, she opened up, and he plundered inside. At the same time, he began to move her backwards until they were at the wall.

Moving his hands from her hips, he slowly stroked her body, moving up as if to cup her tits, but then gliding down to rest on her thighs.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close.

Running his fingers in a pattern, he caressed up until he cupped her large tits. Her nipples were already rock-hard as they pressed against his palm.

He rubbed them in a circle before cupping them even more.

She pulled away, breaking from their kiss first.

With her gaze still on him, she slid each strap of her bathing suit down until it fell to the surface, exposing her large breasts.

She had tiny, red-tipped nipples, begging to be sucked.

Leaning forward, unable to resist, he lifted up her breast and sucked on one nipple before moving to her other. Having two tits to choose from, he alternated between the left and right.

Pressing her tits together, he laved each bud with his tongue, loving her moans as he did.

Finally, releasing her tits, he pushed her suit down even more before it hit the floor of the pool.

Sinking under the water, he picked up her swimsuit and placed it on the edge of the pool before claiming another kiss.

He removed his boxer briefs, holding them up for her to see and placing them on top of her bathing suit.

Naked.

Princess didn’t try to cover up. She stared at him, and he gripped her hip, pulling her against him. Her gaze widened when she felt his cock.

“I’m not going to fuck you or make love to you today. You’re going to get used to seeing me like this, and I’m going to enjoy watching you naked. I made lasagna. Will you stay for dinner?”

“You made dinner?”

He smiled seeing her little blush. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I have a great deal of skills, baby. Just let me know which one you’d like to see me show off.”

“Why don’t you show me all of them?” She raised her brow, and he found it so cute when she did that.

“Whatever you wish.”

He slid his hand around to cup her ass, but he didn’t stop there, moving around to cup her mound. She had a small dusting of hair, and he slipped a finger through her slit. Even with the water all around them, he could tell that she was aroused, her cream coating his finger.

She moaned.

Her grip around his neck tightened as he touched her clit.

No man had ever touched her.

She was a virgin.

His to do with as he pleased, to show her exactly what he liked, and to get her used to his touch.

Just the thought of that alone was making him ache to claim her there and then, but he held back.

“I want us to get out,” he said.

“Why?”

“I want to see all of you, and I want to show you another skill I have, and I know without a doubt you’re going to love.”

She smiled, and he watched as she moved to the edge of the pool. He followed her, groaning as her ass came into view.

He wanted to bite her ass, to slap it as he fucked her hard. There would be time for that, so much time, but for now, he kept his hands to himself.

She stood at the edge of the pool with her hands clenched.

Taking the lead, he walked her toward one of the lounge chairs, getting her to lie down.

She stretched her arms out and he put her legs on either side, spreading her wide. When she kept trying to cover herself, he winked, and got her to put her hands on the arms of the chair.

“You’ve got to learn to trust me.”

“I don’t see how me being spread-eagled like this is going to show me any of your skills.”

“That’s because you have no faith in me whatsoever.”

She rolled her eyes, and he cupped her pussy, silencing any protest from her. He changed in position so that his face was just above her pussy.

Her gaze was on him, and he spread the lips of her pussy open, and licked across her clit, flicking back and forth, watching as she gasped, and her body shake as he teased her.

“Holy … oh, my.”

His mission was to get her to cuss, if for no other reason than to get him to fuck her, or at least to say it.

Sucking her clit into his mouth, he gave it a gentle tug before releasing her and licking her, going back and forth, teasing her until she was shaking with her need.

With just a few minutes of his tongue on her mouth, she came, crying out his name, her entire body quivering.

He was surprised at how quickly she came apart, but he didn’t mind, not at all.

“You taste exquisite,” he said.

“You really are talented.” Her gaze moved to his aching dick. “Could you show me?”

“What?”

“Show me how you like to do it.” She nodded at his dick.

Wrapping his fingers around his length, he began to stroke himself. They’d known each other such a short time, and yet it felt endless. He felt like he knew her, and there was no pressure.

She moved forward, wrapping her fingers around his cock, working with him.

Her lips brushed his, and as her hand took over, he played with her tits, pulling her close as she worked his dick.

The pleasure was intense as he came, holding her while he did.