CHAPTER THIRTEEN

HAYDEN

My chef prepared dinner for Lydia and me.

“Hayden, can you cook?” Lydia peeped up from her plate of salmon, vegetables, and baked potato.

“No.”

“Oh. Does your chef cook for you every day?”

“Yes. Can you cook?”

“Yes, I cooked with my mom and grandmother since I was a girl. After my mother passed away, my grandmother made it her mission to make sure I could cook any and everything,” she smiled as she shoved a forkful of string beans into her mouth.

“Do you think I should learn how to cook?”

“Yes, I will teach you how to cook my favorite meal.”

“What’s your favorite meal?”

“I have two. Barbecue chicken, spinach with cheese, and creamy mashed potatoes. My second favorite is Lasagna. I think Barbecue chicken is a good starting point for you,” she chuckled.

I laughed. “Alright. How about you teach me when we return from our trip?”

She smiled brightly. “Sure.”

“Do you ever work the day shift?”

“Sometimes. One of the girls was on vacation last week, so I worked her night shifts to make extra money. Monday and Tuesday of this week, I work the afternoon shift 2 p.m. - 8 p.m. Wednesday, I work the night shift. Hayden, I need to go home and get my car before work.”

I sipped on the glass of freshly squeezed lemonade. “That’s not necessary. I can drop you off and pick you up.”

She shook her head no. “I don’t want you taking me to work.”

“Ok, I will have Valen take you to work and bring you back here.”

A scowl took over her face. “Hayden, no. I’m not coming over here tonight. I’m going home, sleeping in my own bed. We agreed this morning it wasn’t a good idea we sleep together.”

“I didn’t agree to anything.”

She dropped her fork against the plate. “Hayden, you didn’t have to. It was written all over your face.”

“Lydia, I wasn’t in my right mind.” I gripped my head with both hands.

“You fucking drive me crazy!”

Her chair flew back as she stood abruptly. “Again, we are on the same page. I can’t fucking stay here with you! Take me home.” She fled the dining room.

I stalked through the house after her. Grabbing her arm, I swooped her up into my arms, throwing her against my bedroom wall. Reaching under her blouse, I unhooked her bra, massaging her breasts with my mouth. Gripping her ass tight, I grinded my cock against her pussy.

“Hayden, put me down. This isn’t normal.”

“No, I won’t stop. And I won’t let you keep fighting us.”

I threw her on the bed yanking off her panties and jeans.
“Spread your legs Lydia.”

Her head and shoulders rested against the bed. I hooked her legs over my shoulders. Lowering my head, I dove my greedy tongue into her pussy.

Finally, her body relaxed. Her fingers slipped through her hair as her body shuttered the moment I sucked her clit.

“Damn, Hayden! I can’t…keep letting you make me cum like this. Fuck, it feels so good.”

Slowly, I released her body, laying her flush against the bed. I removed my t-shirt flinging it to the floor. Dropping to my knees, I slipped her legs over my shoulders, dropping my tongue against her labia. Our eyes met. “Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”

I tongue fucked her fast then I sucked her pussy lips. My tongue slid into her tight hole. Lydia circled her pussy around my tongue.

“I only want to be with you Lydia. What do you want?”

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “You Hayden. I want you so bad.”

My tongue flicked her clit until she was cumming hard. “Hayden!” she screamed.

I drank her like I was dying of thirst. I’m fucking addicted to her. She’s right, this shit ain’t normal. I’m afraid to fuck her. We might stay in the house for days making love. Letting her go home tonight is the right decision. Yet, I needed to get a taste to tide me over until I saw her again. “I’m going to run you a bath.” I laid her at the top of the bed.

Standing in the mirror, I gawked at my glistening face. How can I stop this craving I have for her?

Lydia walked into the bathroom, wearing a sex daze across her face. Here hair was all over her head. She only wore the wrinkled blouse. Lydia’s fists flew through the air pounding against my chest. “You don’t listen! Fuck, Hayden. You keep eating my pussy so I won’t want to leave.”

I grabbed her arms, backing her against the wall. Our lips crashed into each other’s. We kissed like rabid dogs. Her fingers dug into my flesh as our violent kiss continued. I gripped her ass, slamming her on the counter top. Lydia unbuckled my belt. My jeans and boxers fell, pooling around my ankles. I gripped her thigh sliding the head of my cock up and down her wet slit. I pushed the head of my dick against her tight entrance three times. “Fuck me Hayden.”

I popped back to reality. Slowly, I backed away. I slid my clothes up. I realized the tub was about to over flow. Turning off the water, I opened the drain releasing some of the water.

“Hayden, come here.”

Lydia was now completely naked. Standing before her, I pulled her to her feet, turning her to face the mirror. I held her tight in my arms. “Lydia, I’m going to say this again. I want to be with you. Only you. Fuck all the women I fucked around with. You are the only woman who matters in my life. This isn’t about sex. It’s about me and you. I will eat your pussy as much as I want until I feel you are ready for us to make love. Do you understand?” I intertwined our fingers.

“I’m not sleeping without you. Rather it’s here or your place.”

“Hayden.”

“You don’t want me to stop rubbing or eating your pussy.”

She blushed.

“Was it good?”

Her hand flew over her mouth. “It was too good.”

I scooped her up placing her in the tub filled with bubbles. There was not a chance I would give up my woman.