Liddie was down the stairs, across the yard, and jumping into Tobias’s arms almost before he got the door of his car shut. She slammed her mouth over his, pulling greedy kisses from his lips, wrapping her fingers in his hair, and generally writhing against him.
Tobias broke the kiss and exclaimed, panting, “Hell, woman. Maybe I need to go away for ten days more often.”
Liddie kissed him again. “No, you don’t. I mean, I guess if you wanna work, you kind of have to, but I’ll greet you this way, every day, if I can.”
Tobias huffed a laugh and then bent his head down and gave her a soft kiss. “I believe that’s the sexiest fucking thing anyone’s ever told me.”
“Yeah?”
“Oh, hell yeah.” Tobias turned with her still in his arms and pressed her between his body and the side of the car. “Man, if we were at my house, you’d be splayed out on that hood and my mouth would be on your—”
“We need to go into the house.” She wriggled against him. “Right now.”
“Ooh, bossy lady.” He gave her a kiss and set her on her feet. “I like it. There are two more bossy ladies, though, that, I think, want out of the car.”
Liddie peeked in the window, and Tobias’s two dachshunds were propped up on the windowsill, trying to get someone’s attention. Winnie, the bucktoothed, cockeyed sister, was grinning at her, while Frankie was merely barking her fool head off. Liddie waved at the dogs and then stepped back to let Tobias retrieve them. After he’d snapped on the dogs’ leads, Tobias and Liddie slowly made their way to the house, giving each other kisses and allowing Tobias’s girls the chance to explore a bit.
When they finally got into the house and he unhooked their leashes, Frankie and Winnie bolted through the house, exploring. They’d been to Liddie’s once before, the first day she’d been in the house, when her belongings were still in boxes. They accepted her much more readily on her turf than on theirs, running around the house and generally ignoring her until they’d investigated every room. Today, they did the same thing, as if ascertaining everything was still in order, before scrambling onto their pallet—which used to be a futon in the guest room—to keep watch on the front yard.
Liddie giggled at the two dogs and bent to refresh their water bowls, which they’d almost drained after their investigations. She’d just put the pitcher back on the cabinet counter when Tobias came up behind her and rucked up her dress skirt. She felt his sharp inhalation when he discovered she was bare from the waist down.
He wrapped a big hand around one breast and gave the nipple a gentle squeeze as she leaned back against him, wriggling against his rapidly hardening cock while he slipped one and then two fingers inside her.
“Damn, Liddie, you’re already wet for me,” he whisper-growled in her ear. His hand still cupped her mound, and the friction against her nub, combined with his thick digits inside her and his filthy, whispered words, soon sent an orgasm rocketing through her. She’d barely caught her breath when he crushed his mouth against hers before turning her to face him. She looked into his eyes and bit her lip as she dragged her finger down the outline of his cock, which she could see straining against his zipper. Liddie plucked his shirt out of his waistband and was delighted to see the weeping head of his cock poking out from underneath the elastic of his underpants. She licked her lips and got ready to engulf him, but he held her back.
“I’ll blow ten seconds after you go down on me, and I don’t wanna do that,” he growled even as he dropped his pants. “I’m not gonna last long, regardless.”
He lifted Liddie onto the counter, and she wrapped her legs around his hips as he slid into her. His hands gripped her ass tightly, pulling her to him while he ground against her. She clutched his shoulders as he pummeled her, and soon felt his ass tighten and his body stiffen as he climaxed. He grunted and groaned, slowing his thrusting as he circled her clit with his fingers, trying to elicit another orgasm from her. Liddie was close, so close, that when he panted, “What do you need?” she pulled her dress over her head and forced his mouth down to her breast. He exposed her nipple, and when his hot mouth made contact with the sensitive bud, she began to soar. She tightened her legs around his waist, crying out and pulling his hair. Their bodies pulsed with pleasure until finally Liddie collapsed against him. Tobias whispered sweet things into her ear and softly, gently stroked her back, which was now damp with perspiration.
“Now that is what I call a proper ‘welcome home’ greeting,” he said with a rumbling chuckle. He kissed her again, just as sweetly but with a little more heat. “Lordy, I missed you, Liddie.”
“I missed you, too,” she murmured against his lips. “So much.”
She began pulling her dress over her shoulders, but Tobias cleared his throat.
“How . . . about leaving it off? And maybe just wearing what you’ve got on right now.”
Liddie pursed her lips and wagged her finger at him. “No-go, sugar. All or nothing, and that goes for you, too. If I’m gonna walk around the house in the altogether, it’s gotta be total and gotta be reciprocal.”
“So both clothed, or both not.”
“Yep.”
He grinned at her and quickly rid himself of his clothes. She grinned back, unsnapped her bra, and flung it over the bar.
“I never understood how y’all could be so bendy and whip those brassieres off as fast as you could,” he said with a shake of his head. He embraced her again and gave her a kiss before sweeping her off her feet and carrying her, whooping, into the living room.
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The next morning Tobias woke up to the smell of burnt coffee and bacon and the sound of overexcited dogs. He rolled up to sit on the edge of Liddie’s bed and stretched. His cock was sore because they’d had two more vigorous lovemaking sessions after the kitchen fuck. And as much as he’d liked the kitchen shenanigans, he’d loved her riding him on the couch in the living room and sliding into her, both of them half-asleep, in the darkness of the bedroom.
“Whoa there, buddy. I think your eye is bigger than your stomach,” he said to his burgeoning erection. Not wanting to be more tempted for naked shenanigans than he already was, Tobias slipped a pair of boxer briefs on under some cutoff sweatpants and wandered into the living room, where he found Winnie and Frankie barking like lunatics—high-pitched, angry barks they only did when . . .
And then he saw her. Candy was on the front porch, poking a scarlet-tipped talon directly in the center of Liddie’s naturally ample bosom. His ex-wife was dressed to the nines with full professional-grade makeup, but her face was screwed up in a sneer, her eyes almost crazed.
Liddie, in complete contrast, wore no makeup, her hair pulled back in two ridiculous, uneven pigtails, and Tobias’s “Praise the Lard” T-shirt and a pair of capri leggings. She wore a resigned look, like she was indulging a child throwing a tantrum.
“Candy, you need to do two things,” Tobias heard Liddie say. “You need to get the hell off my porch, but first you need to calm your ass down so you don’t get into a wreck while you are leaving said porch.”
“I am fine,” Candy seethed through clenched teeth. “I just can’t believe you two are . . . parading around town, happy as you please.”
“You are crazy. C-r-a-z-y. Who cares, Candy? We’re both single. We’re both adults. It’s not like we’re underage and sneaking around.”
“But his car was here overnight, Liddie. This is a family neighborhood.”
Liddie’s mouth dropped open. “Well, la-di-damn-da. Since when are you concerned with what’s proper and what’s not? Neither one of us is married, and it’s not like one of us is having an affair with the other’s parent. OH WAIT.”
Tobias heard Candy gasp at the mention of her affair with Chet. The affair had been the elephant in the room for many years, an open secret that Tobias had been unwilling to accept the reality of until it became too obvious. Even on his deathbed, Chet was unwilling to admit he’d done Tobias wrong; in fact, he’d still blamed Tobias for his tarnished reputation. (Somehow, revivals and family funfests didn’t want to hire an unapologetic adulterer who was living in sin with his son’s ex-wife.) Now, it was very apparent that Candy shared the same delusional attitude as her longtime lover.
Tobias watched Candy’s hand come up, almost as if it was in slow motion. He heard the too-familiar sound of flesh hitting flesh, something he never wanted to experience again, and he saw Liddie’s head rear back from the impact of Candy’s slap.
Oh, hell no.
He threw open the door, and let the dogs do their job. Those little dogs hated Candy because she hated them and made sure they knew it. In a blur of sharp teeth and loud baying, Winnie and Frankie swarmed Candy like two six-inch-tall berserkers.
Candy shrieked, “Get them off! Get them off!” as the dogs continued to nip at her ankles and exposed toes.
Meanwhile, Tobias stepped onto the porch and pulled Liddie against him. He examined her face, the red handprint blooming across her cheek. Most likely, Liddie was going to have a black eye and a bruised cheekbone later.
“You okay, sweetheart?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just . . .” Liddie’s voice trailed off and she shook her head. “Who knew we’d be dealing with this crap after all these years?”
Tobias kissed her forehead and nodded. “I know, but this particular issue ends right here. You want to press charges?”
“Charges?” Candy shrieked. “What the hell, Tobias?”
Tobias stepped in between the two women and snapped his fingers, and the dogs, though still snarling and snapping, went and sat at his feet. “Trespassing, for one—Liddie told you to leave. And two, assault. She’s going to be lucky if her eye and cheek aren’t black. She can’t sub with a black eye, so you just deprived her of her livelihood.”
Candy’s eyes bugged out in either fear or incredulous anger (Tobias had his money on anger). Liddie stepped beside Tobias, and he put his arm around her.
“Candy, just leave, please.” Liddie rubbed her eyebrow, wincing when she touched an area on the side of her face that Candy had slapped. “You just need to leave us alone, both of us.”
Candy glared at both of them, then she lifted her head, eyes blazing. Tobias knew that look, and he didn’t like it one bit.
“I can’t believe I ever saw anything in you, Toby. You’re just a coward who hides behind other people and takes your father’s sloppy seconds.”
Tobias felt Liddie stiffen beside him. “Candy, shut up and go,” Liddie said, her voice quiet and broken.
A mean smile spread across Candy’s face. “You don’t know. She didn’t tell you.” Candy threw back her head and laughed. “Liddie, I think you need to come clean as to what exactly happened graduation night after you two got caught not having sex in that stupid old truck of Tobias’s.” Candy cut her eyes over to Tobias and then to Liddie. “Sloppy fucking seconds. That’s all you’re good for, Tobias Harper.”
Candy spun on her high-heeled sandal and stomped off across the yard. Normally, Tobias would have laughed when she got her heel caught in the soft dirt and had to actually remove her shoe to release it from the earth, but he was too busy staring at Liddie. The woman he loved, and he’d recently admitted to himself that, yes, he did and always had loved her with all his heart, leaned against the pink siding, silently sobbing.