Justin
For the first time since Vegas I was bored.
Hadley had to work and so I’d forced myself to do the same, but I couldn’t concentrate for long before my thoughts would turn back to her. Eventually I went back home and tried to distract myself with television. Baseball wasn’t my favorite sport to watch, but if football and basketball wasn’t in season, my choices were limited.
For the hundredth time I picked up my cell phone and checked for a message from Hadley.
Still nothing.
This sucked.
I pocketed my phone and stood up, walking down the stairs to the kitchen to grab a beer. I popped the top and took a pull, then palmed my phone again and typed out a text.
**I’m bored. What are you up to?**
It took a few moments, but a response finally came.
**Walking on the beach with my wife.**
**Sounds horrible.**
**Sounds like you miss me.**
**The office is pretty boring without you. Since you’re not around to talk to me, Jenkins thinks I need to hear all about his hair plug procedure.**
**Dude, that sucks.**
**Yeah, you owe me.**
**I’ll take you out for drinks when I get back.**
**Sounds good. Tell Riley I say hello.**
**Will do, man. Have a good rest of your night.**
I tossed my phone on the counter and walked to the refrigerator to decide if I was cooking dinner or if I needed to order out, when I heard my phone ding with another text.
**Had dinner?**
I smiled when I saw the text was from Hadley.
**Not yet.**
**Wanna use Camden and Riley’s fancy outdoor kitchen to grill some steaks?**
**Fuck yeah, I do.**
**Great, bring some steaks over here then.**
I let out a laugh, but then typed out a reply.
**I’ll be there in 45 minutes.**
“Well, hello husband,” Hadley said when I walked through the front door of the house. She was in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of wine. “Would you like a beer?”
“Who are you and what have you done with my wife?”
She cocked her head and smiled at me. “Is this too domestic for you?”
I crossed the room to her and didn’t stop until I was all up in her space.
“It’s a little too perfect. I kind of like it.”
She pressed up on her toes and kissed me and when she pulled away she was blushing.
“I kind of like it too.”
Her green eyes sparkled with her words, and the red of her cheeks made her freckles stand out more. It was pretty fucking cute.
“I’m going to get some asparagus ready in here, so why don’t you go out there,” she said, pointing toward the patio, “and grill some steaks.”
“Sounds good.” I leaned down and kissed her, pressing into her a little more and backing her up against the counter. “I missed you today,” I said when I finally pulled away.
“I missed you too.” Her eyes never left mine as she spoke and something about the way she was looking at me made everything seem better. I’d been restless all day, thinking about her, but in that moment I was content. I couldn’t help but come to the conclusion that I wanted her around. Maybe even needed it.
“I’ll go grill.”
“Okay. I’ll bring the asparagus out in a minute. Oh,” she said, a look of terror on her face. “Do you even like asparagus?”
“Yeah, babe,” I said with a laugh, thinking how fucking cute she was again. “I do.”
“Good.” She smiled. “Me, too.”
I fired up the sweet built-in grill Camden’s new house came with and settled in with my beer, and a few minutes later Hadley joined me. She sat outside with me and kept me company while I cooked, and when dinner was ready we ate at the table.
She told me about her day, all the paperwork she had to catch up on, and I told her the same story I’d told Camden about my co-worker’s unfortunate hair situation.
After we’d finished our meals Hadley had refilled her wine glass and gotten me another beer, and we just sat on the patio. Our conversation never wavered. Not one awkward silence. It was the best date I’d ever been on.
“We should go in the hot tub,” Hadley said after a while. The sun had set and the backyard was dark. Tall trees lined the back of the property and the houses next door had no windows facing us. “Riley practically insisted I use it while they’re away. It’s part of my payment for house and yard sitting.”
“I guess we could go upstairs and see if they have any spare suits.”
Hadley scoffed.
“They went to Hawaii. I’m pretty sure Camden probably made sure to pack every swim suit they own.”
She had a point.
“Let’s just go in our underwear,” she said, shrugging one of her shoulders.
Blood immediately drained from every part of my body except one.
“Be my guest.”
She stood defiantly, like I’d challenged her, and walked to the hot tub.
“Help me take the cover off.”
A few minutes later I watched as Hadley peeled her shirt off, revealing another one of her lace bras that drove me crazy. When she pushed her shorts down I discovered she’d worn matching underwear. She pulled her hair back, her body arching in the most delicious way, and I watched as she twisted her strands around in a way that left me confused, but she ended up with a messy knot of hair on top of her head.
“Coming?” she asked coyly.
Fuck.
“Hopefully,” I said before I could think better of the statement. Luckily, she laughed. I watched as she climbed up the wooden steps and slowly submerged herself in the steaming water until it came up to the middle of her thighs.
She ran her fingertips through the surface of the water, eyes on me. “I’m waiting.”
I toed off my shoes and pulled the back of my shirt over my head, then went to work on my belt.
“Why do guys look so sexy when they pull their shirts off like that?”
“Do they?”
“Yeah, think about it. If a woman did it she’d look ridiculous. But you look so sexy.”
“There are a lot of things you do that are sexy that a man couldn’t do.”
“Like?”
“Twisting your hair into that crazy bun thing on top of your head.”
She smiled brighter.
“Climbing into a hot tub in matching lace bra and panties.”
She laughed again.
“You don’t think a man would look sexy doing that?”
I pushed my jeans down my legs and kicked them aside.
“Some people might, but, Hadley, trust me. Nothing in the world is as sexy to me as you are.”
Her eyes traveled all the way down my body, stopping momentarily around my cock, then back up. Smiling, she said, “Please bring me my wine.”
I did as she said and climbed in the hot tub with her, handing the glass over carefully and taking a sip of my wine. We sat and put our drinks on the ledge, then I fiddled with the control panel until I figured out how to make the jets work.
“Oh my God,” she groaned, her head resting back against the edge, eyes closed. “This feels amazing.”
Calm down, dick. She’s talking about the water.
“You got room in your backyard for one of these?” she asked as she peeped one eye open and looked at me.
“If you want one, I do.”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course,” I replied, letting my hand fall to her thigh under the water, giving it a squeeze.
“So, Amy at work today was giving me some advice on how to handle all this,” she said as she waved a hand between us.
“You told someone at work about us?”
“I had to! She noticed something had been different all week and she’s a really good friend. I can’t tell Riley over the phone and I had to tell someone.”
“Hey, I’m not upset with you, I’m just surprised.” I took her hand and threaded our fingers together.
“Okay.” She let out a sigh, relieved I wasn’t upset with her. “Well, anyway, she was telling me that we should figure out how we want to support each other and how we want to be supported.”
I blinked in surprise at how decent that advice sounded.
“There’s something I’ve been thinking about for a few days, and I thought now might be a good time to talk about it.”
“Hadley,” I said with a laugh. “Whatever it is, just tell me. You’re making me nervous.”
“Remember how at Hale Pele you told me you never really wanted to be a lawyer?”
“Yeah,” I replied, drawing the word out.
“Well, I thought maybe we should talk about why you’re still doing that, and why you aren’t pursuing anything with your drawing.”
She probably could have said anything to me and I wouldn’t be as surprised as I was just then. My job was a job. I did it without much thought and even though I didn’t love it, it wasn’t terrible.
“It’s just a hobby, Had. I went to school for a long time to be a lawyer. It wouldn’t make much sense to start something new now.”
“Okay, I can understand that, but another view would be that now is the best time to start something new.”
“I guess that’s true.”
“I really love my job, Justin. Like, wake up every day excited to go to work, love my job. And I hate that you don’t feel that way about yours. You plan on working for a long time, right?”
I had to laugh at her question. “Yes, Hadley. I plan to work for a long time.”
“I would hate to watch you go to work every day to a job you hated. And you may not hate it today, but I’m worried if you continue to go to a job you’re not excited about, one day you will hate it.”
That was it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached over and grabbed her waist, twisting her around to sit on my lap, legs straddling my waist. She was being too fucking cute to be so far away. This woman surprised me daily, and today she was worried about my future, concerned I wouldn’t be happy in my career, and she wanted to help me.
She yelped when I grabbed her, and the water sloshed over the edge of the tub for a moment, but then she settled in, arms wrapping around my neck.
“You were too far away,” I said softly before I kissed her gently.
“I’m not done talking,” she whispered, her mouth still pressed against mine.
I groaned but pulled back.
“Okay. Continue, counselor.”
She rolled her eyes, but she smiled too. That epically fucking cute smile.
“Now, I completely understand if you don’t want to tell me how much you’re getting, but will the trust you get when you turn thirty be enough to cover a career change?”
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life married to you when you’re absolutely the most adorable woman I’ve ever encountered.”
She definitely wasn’t expecting that from me, and even in the dark I could see her blush.
“Stop, I’m trying to be serious.”
“Me too. I feel like I got the good ole bait and switch. Here I thought I was marrying a snarky, sassy shark. But in reality, you’re like a basket full of puppies.”
“You’re being ridiculous. Come on. Let’s be serious.”
“Okay, you first.”
She narrowed her eyes at me.
“Did you have other plans for that money when you get it?”
“When we get it.”
“No, no, no,” she said quickly. “We are not getting anything. You are.”
“You’re my wife. Fifty percent of what’s mine is legally yours. I would know. I’m a lawyer.”
“Shut up.”
“There’s my shark.”
“Shut up!”
“One million.”
Her mouth fell open and she stopped breathing.
“What now?” she said on a gasp.
“My trust, it’s for one million dollars. But a small portion of that will go to my parents to cover all my schooling they already paid for.”
“One million dollars? Why in the world do you have a trust for a million dollars?”
I shrugged. “My grandpa invested wisely and only had one child of his own, and I was his only grandchild. He spoiled me while he was alive, but also left a little incentive to make sure I made it to law school.”
“Babe,” she said excitedly, placing her hands on my face, water dripping off her fingers. “You could use that money and invest in something else. Like your own project. What if you partnered with some of those industry people you represent and did something with your animation? I bet there’s someone out there who would want to work with you. Animation is huge right now.”
“Animation is huge right now? Who are you? Do you even know what you’re talking about?” I asked with a laugh.
“No.” She was laughing too. “I just want you to be happy.”
“Want to know what would make me happy?” I slid my hands down her thighs to grip her ass. Her eyes darkened with the contact.
“What?”
“If you let me fuck you in this hot tub.” I tugged her closer, my fingers digging into her, pulling her core against my stiffening cock.
She gasped but didn’t pull away.
“What if someone sees us?”
I didn’t bother looking around. I knew that wasn’t a possibility. The backyard had total privacy. But I wanted to reassure her.
“I wouldn’t let anyone see you, babe. Trust me. No one is around.”
“And what if they hear us?” she asked as she ground against me.
“You’ll just have to be really quiet.”
I brought her lips to mine and kissed her like I’d been wanting to all evening. Our mouths opened and tongues met. We were ravenous.
Her hands moved from my face and she gripped the edge of the tub, using the leverage to grind herself against me harder, moaning quietly into my mouth as she did.
My hand cupped her breast over the lace of her bra, and I rolled my thumb over her nipple.
The water in the tub began sloshing back and forth, creating a storm of waves.
Her mouth trailed over my jaw and down my neck, and she continued to rub her core against my cock.
“Fuck, Hadley, I need to get to my wallet in my pocket.”
“Why?” she asked between kisses, never losing her rhythm.
“Condom,” I breathed.
She pulled back and caught my gaze, tendrils of her hair dripping from where they’d hit the water. Her skin red from either her arousal or the hot water. Either way she was luminous.
“I’m on the pill. And I’ve never not used a condom before.”
I blinked at her momentarily, trying to piece together what she said with what she wasn’t saying.
“Have you… ever…” She didn’t finish the question, but I knew what she was getting at.
I shook my head and pressed my hips up into her, watching with a smile as her eyes rolled back in her head slightly. “I’ve always used a condom. Every time.”
“And you’ve been tested?” she breathed, unable to voice the words as I rocked into her.
“Like clockwork.”
She moaned quietly, but then bit her bottom lip to keep quiet.
Fuck me.
“Hadley, do you want me to go get a condom?”
“No,” she managed.
“You sure?”
She nodded, eyes falling closed.
I reached down and freed my cock, then quickly pulled her panties over enough to line myself up with her opening. Working together, I filled her, completely bare.
It was the most fantastic feeling, her body closed around mine, gripping me, needing me. She was tight and hot and never again was I going to put a condom on. That fucking ship had sailed.
“Holy fuck, Hadley. This feels amazing,” I said as I gripped her hips, lifting her up and down my cock, watching her face as I fucked her.
“It’s so good,” she quietly crooned.
I slipped my hands around her back and let her take over.
Her mouth came to mine as she started moving her hips back and forth over me. I was still buried inside her, but the way she gyrated and rolled her hips was the best fucking thing.
“Oh, God,” she said between kisses, not even taking her mouth off mine. “I’m going to come.”
“Yes,” I growled against her lips. “Do it.”
Her pace picked up, as did the pressure she used, rubbing her clit up against the base of my cock, getting herself off.
“Yesyesyes,” she gasped.
As she came her body convulsed, her pussy gripping me, her hands coming to grasp my shoulders, fingers digging into my skin.
Watching her come, feeling it in a whole new way, sent me over the edge with her.
We took a few minutes to catch our breath, but then I kissed her slowly, bringing her back from wherever her orgasm took her.
When I pulled away, I brushed some hair off her face that had gotten stuck there while the water was lapping wildly around us. Her green eyes were clear but tired.
“We definitely need a hot tub of our own.”
She laughed and kissed me again.