I love that the house is quiet and we have it to ourselves. Now to take complete advantage of the situation. I creep down under the blankets and seat myself in between her legs. Pulling her panties to the side, my tongue splits her folds finding her nub. I suck it into my mouth, her hips instantly move, and I hear the hiss coming from her beautiful mouth.
“Jesse, what are you doing? The kids,” she moans in a hushed whisper.
I pull the blankets down so she can see me. “What kids? The house is empty, and I plan on using the time wisely.” I wink and return to my task. I kiss the inside of her leg before I devour her warm, wet pussy. Her delicious essence is running down her ass, and I have no desire to miss out. I lap it up, slipping my tongue inside her pussy fucking her with it. She’s struggling to maintain control, her hands pulling at the blankets as she’s on the verge of her first orgasm. Her hips buck and my name rolls off her tongue. “Jesse.” The sound goes straight to my cock causing it to twitch, but as much as I want to be buried inside of her I’m not done tasting her yet.
I look up at her from between her legs. “Ready for another.”
“Yes, come bury that cock of yours inside me.” She bites her lip bashfully. I’ve never heard her speak like that.
“In due time, beautiful. I need you to give me one more first.” Her eyes go wide, but when my tongue connects with her sensitive bud, they roll back and her head hits the pillow. I attack her clit, sucking it into my mouth and rolling my tongue over it while my fingers fuck her, hitting that sweet spot deep inside of her. She’s panting and rolling her hips.
“Jesse, I can’t…” Her words trail.
“Can’t what? Come?” I question. “Damn straight you will because I’m not stopping until you give me another.” My tongue connects with her clit causing her to hiss. I continue to lick her hard and fast. I know she’s close, her muscles are tightening around my fingers. I curl them inside her hitting that spot. It’s just what she needs. Her muscles tighten around my fingers and her legs begin to shake around my head, but I don’t let up until she’s screaming my name and begging me to stop.
“What’s wrong, love?” I climb up her body.
She pants, letting out slow, deep breaths, trying to calm herself. “That was amazing.”
I smile. “I’m not done.” Looking into her eyes, I slip my cock inside her and roll my hips. There’s so much I want to say, but I’m scared; not to admit my feelings for her, but afraid I’ll freak her out. Continuing my gentle thrusts, I rub my nose over hers, and our lips connect. She closes her eyes the second our tongues meet. I slowly pick up the pace, her thrusts meeting mine. I can’t help my feelings for her. I’ve always felt this way about her. “I need one more, beautiful.”
She wraps her legs around my waist and changes the angle slightly. It’s all she needs. Her muscles tighten around my cock, sending me over the edge.
I press my forehead to hers, staring into her eyes. “What’s wrong?”
Damn this woman can read me. “I love you.”
A small smile plays at her lips. “So why do you look so concerned?”
“Because I’m praying that doesn’t freak you out.”
She shakes her head. “Not one bit.”
“Good, because I think I’ve always loved you.” I press my lips to hers.
“Jesse…” Her words trail. She looks scared.
“Shhh.” I kiss her again.
The second I pull away, her words come out in a rush. “I love you too.” A tear runs down her cheek. “I hate that I didn’t listen to you. I put Jason and me through so much.”
“Baby, we have each other now, and that’s all that matters.” I lie beside her, running my fingers through her hair. “Our kids are amazing, and there’s nothing that says we can’t become a family when the time is right.”
“Do you want that?”
I smile. “Of course. Now that I have you, I have no intention of letting you go.”
She lets out a slow, steady breath. “I’m not sure if I should be relieved or scared.” She chuckles.
“How about we take it one day at a time?”
“Sounds good. What’s on the agenda for today?”
“Mom is out with the kids. They are going to go play a few rounds of mini golf and then she is taking them for lunch. That means you and I have some time to ourselves. We can do whatever you want.”
“I think we should start by moving this party to the shower.” She wiggles her brows at me.
“I like the way you think.” I scoop her up off the bed and carry her to the bathroom. I think it’s time I show her how fun my shower can be. I set her down on top of the counter. “Wait right here.”
“Damn, this is cold.”
“Sorry,” I say with laughter as I turn on the water ensuring that all the heads are on. When I’m happy with the settings, I pull her shirt over her head. Lowering my lips, I suck her hardened nipple into my mouth. She arches her back, pressing her beautiful breasts to my face. My cock is already begging for more, but I don’t want to take her here. My lips crash down on hers as I scoop her up and carry her into the shower, the multiple heads soaking us instantly. I set her down on the bench where a head is shooting water at her back. She looks confused until I grab the removable one and squat before her. “Open those legs for me, baby.”
There’s a button on this one that changes the pressure. I click it until I find the right setting. It hits her nipple causing her to flinch. I smile knowing she's in for a treat. I lower my lips to her nipple, sucking it into my mouth. Her head rolls back as I lick and suck my way across the valley between her beautiful plump breasts. I suck the other into my mouth, this time using the jet to hit that spot between her legs. She thrusts her hips forward and whimpers at the sensation. “Fuck, Jesse.” She opens her legs wider. “I need you to fuck me.”
I press my lips to her neck just below her ear. “In due time, baby.” I suck her earlobe into my mouth, kissing down her neck, through the valley of her breasts, and over her stomach all while water pulses over her sensitive bud. When I get down to her mound, I find her legs spread beautifully wide for me. I know by the way she’s squirming she’s close, so I replace the water with my tongue, slipping it deep inside of her. The water is now hitting her hard nipple and running down her body as my thumb rolls over her clit.
“Holy shit, Jesse.” Her legs clamp shut around my neck as her body thrashes from the intense orgasm that’s shredding her body. When she settles, her grip loosens and she starts to laugh. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?”
“Why do you ask... is it maybe because you just tried to choke me with your legs?” I laugh. “I can see the headlines now. ‘Man dies giving girlfriend orgasm’.”
She laughs. “That’s not funny and if it was that painful, maybe you should’ve backed off.”
“Hell, no. You taste amazing.” My lips crash down on hers. “It’s a good thing my cock is aching because I could go for more.”
Her eyes go wide. “I’m not sure I can handle more.”
I hold up my finger. “One more.” I stand her up and take the seat she was just in. She turns around so her back is to my front and then lowers herself onto me. She leans back against my chest. I grab her breasts and roll my hips. “Ride me, baby.”
She places her hands on my knees, lifts her ass, and slams herself down on my cock as I lift my hips meeting her thrust. God, we are so in sync with one another. We find our rhythm and keep the pace until her pussy clenches around my cock causing me to shoot deep inside of her. She collapses against my chest. “I’m spent, Jesse.”
I chuckle and reach up for the body wash I bought her. Squirting some into my hands, I rub them together creating a lather; running my hands up her stomach to her breasts, taking special care to massage them. Her nipples perk up, ready for more.
Leaving one hand on her breast, I slowly work my fingers down the front of her body to her clit. She flinches causing my cock to twitch. “Jesse,” she says with laughter. “Are you trying to kill me?”
I laugh. “Not at all. Just making sure I leave you satisfied.” I kiss below her ear. “I want you to think about me and miss me all week long, because Lord knows I miss you.”
She turns her head, and our lips connect in another heated kiss. “I do miss you, don’t ever think differently.” She presses her lips to mine and then stands, leaving me wanting more. I know it’s crazy since I just took her twice and gave her multiple orgasms, but I’m not kidding when I say I can’t get my fill of her. She looks over her shoulder. “Get over here and wash my dirty body.” She winks.
“Yes, ma’am.” I jump up and grab the body wash to continue washing her. “What should we do?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know. It’s Sunday and there’s really not much to do other than get ready for work this week.”
“How about I make you some breakfast, then we can just chill on the couch and be lazy.”
“Sounds good. I have a book I need to finish.”
When we finish cleaning up, we both throw on some comfortable clothes and head downstairs. I grab some veggies and egg whites from the fridge. “Do you have plans next Saturday night?”
“No.” She looks at me with her hands on her hips. “Jesse, I didn’t make plans before I started seeing you. Why would I make them now?”
I shrug. “Just checking.”
“Why?”
“We’re going dancing.”
Her brows shoot up. “Dancing?” she questions.
“Yes, I remembered how much you used to love to go dancing, so I arranged with Mom that she will be here with the kids while we go out.”
Her brows furrow. “Do kids include mine?” she asks with sass. “I don’t leave my kid with too many people.”
I step to her. “Of course it does. I wouldn’t make plans for us and not arrange something for Jason too.”
She closes her eyes and looks away, but I’m not having it. I lift her chin and force her to look at me. “I’m sorry, Jesse.”
“What’s this attitude for?” I keep my tone gentle.
“We’re just moving a million miles an hour, and I meant it when I said I love you, but I can’t forget Jason in this.”
I shake my head. “I would never forget him. He’s a good kid, and my kids adore him as do I.”
Her hands glide through my beard and around my neck. She pulls me down and our lips meet, instantly opening as our tongues connect. We’re like teenagers again, we can’t seem to keep our hands off one another. She pulls back. “You’re burning our breakfast.”
“Fuck.” I hurry over to the stove to rescue our veggies and barely make it. “I think I saved it.”
“Actually, I think it was me who saved them, but I’ll let you tell your story.” She winks at me and grabs some plates for the table. I chuckle and finish making our breakfast.
We’re both snuggled up on the couch, our legs a tangled mess. Jesse is running his fingers through my long dark hair while I try to read this book. I say try because he makes it difficult to focus. We’ve been lying here for over an hour now, and I haven’t even managed to make it through one chapter. I have to keep reading the paragraph over again because I get distracted. As much as I need to get this done, he is the best distraction there is.
A short time later the kids come walking through the door carrying bags of food from the grocery store. It appears Josephine was brave enough to take three children to the store with her. Jesse and I jump up to help her. “Mom, why didn’t you bring the kids home if you were going to the store?”
She chuckles. “I wanted you two to enjoy some time together, but I can tell you I will never do that again. I love them, but Lord help me that was a mistake.”
We both laugh. “Were they that bad?” Jesse asks, concerned.
“It’s not that they were bad, they bought half the grocery store. I spent more on food this week than I typically do in two weeks.” Now we’re really laughing because it’s clear she doesn’t want to bring them because she can’t say no to them.
“What happened to the tough cookie who raised me?” Jesse says with his hands on his hips.
“Honey, we’re always tougher on our kids than our grandkids.” She pats him on the cheek with love in her eyes. “You’ll see someday.”
He rolls his eyes. “Better not be for years to come.”
“Daddy, Grammy is making us chicken tenders for dinner at the field.” Grace jumps up and down, excited.
“Is that so?” He picks her up.
Gabe and Jason are helping unpack some stuff with Josephine. “Hey, bud. Did you have fun playing mini golf.”
“Yeah, but Grace cheats.” He wraps me in a brief hug.
“I do not,” she demands.
Gabe shouts, “Yes you do. You think because you’re younger you can do whatever you want. There are rules to games, and you can’t change them as you go.”
“Okay, okay. This was supposed to be fun.” Jesse stops their arguing.
“It was until Grace decided the one stroke per hole advantage we gave her became three strokes because she was losing.” Gabe looks at his sister in frustration.
“You know, Grace, you shouldn’t be a sore loser.”
“I’m not,” she demands.
Both boys shake their heads, and I can’t help but laugh. They’re completely done with her. “Why don’t you boys go play upstairs, and we’ll help put the groceries away,” I suggest.
“Thanks, Mom,” Jason says. “Come on, Gabe.” They both run out of the room leaving Grace whining to her father that she’s not a sore loser. It’s actually kind of funny because everything she’s telling her father shows that she’s a sore loser.
“I think you need to go play in your room for a bit,” he tells her even though she’s still in lawyer mode defending herself.
“Grace, I believe your father said to go play,” Josephine says.
“I’m still trying to explain,” she demands with sass, but Jesse is not amused.
“Grace Anne, you better mind your manners, young lady.” She looks at her father, shocked.
“But…” Her words trail when her father starts to count.
“One….” She hasn’t moved. “Two…”
“Okay, I’m going.” She walks away grumbling about how no one listens to her.
“Well, on that note, I think it’s time I get going,” I say with laughter so Jesse knows I’m kidding.
“Oh so you think you got jokes today.” He grabs me and pulls me into his arms.
“A few.” I laugh.
“Not funny.” He tries to sound mad, but he fails.
“I have to admit, Jesse, even I thought it was funny.” Josephine chuckles.
“Don’t encourage her. Whose side are you on anyway?”
Josephine laughs. “I’m not on anyone’s side. I do think her joke was funny though.” She winks at him and heads to the pantry.
“Come on, tough guy. Let’s get this stuff into the freezer.” I grab some bags of food and help put the stuff away.
It’s amazing to me that we work and move together like we’ve been doing this for years. I guess in essence we have, in our hearts. We never truly let go of the thought that we had something together and now that the time is right, we’re doing our thing. But where will this go? I know I love him. I knew from the minute our eyes reconnected.
When the groceries are all put away, Josephine asks us if we’re going to stay for dinner, but I really think I’m going to head home with Jason. “Not tonight, but thank you.”
Jesse looks both concerned and disappointed. “You’re not joking this time.”
“I’m not. I want to have some time with Jason. I need to be sure he’s okay with everything that’s happening. I feel like all our time is spent either here or at the field, and when we leave the field our conversation always revolves around football.”
“Please tell me I didn’t scare you away today.”
“You didn’t. I really just need some time with him.”
He presses his lips to mine. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I press up on my toes to give him one last kiss and then I go to the stairs. “Jason, come on, bud.” He runs down the stairs.
“Do we have to leave?”
“Yes, you have to get ready for school.”
He sighs. “Okay, I wish I could just go to school with Gabe.”
“It’s not that easy. Go get your stuff.” He hurries upstairs to get his bag, and by the time he gets back downstairs I have my bag and I’m ready to go.
“See you at practice, buddy.” Jesse holds his fists out, and they bump.
“Thanks for a fun weekend.”
“You’re welcome.” Jesse ruffles his hair.
“I’ll call you later.”
We both slip out the door and into the car. As soon as we’re on the road, I lower the radio. “Jason, can we talk.”
“Sure, what’s up, Mom?”
“Are you okay with everything that’s happening between Jesse and me?”
He shrugs. “Yeah, he’s cool and you seem happier now.”
I glance in the rearview. “Happier?” I question.
“Yeah, when you were with Dad you seemed okay, and when he left you seemed sad, but now you’re always smiling. You seem happier.”
I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. “I’m really happy with him and if I had listened to him, I probably would have started dating him a long time ago, but I believe everything happens for a reason.” I stop at the red light. “If I hadn’t stayed dating your father, I wouldn’t have you, and that’s one thing I have zero regrets about.” I turn to face my son. “I love you, Jason, and no matter what happens, I want you to know that.”
“I love you too, Mom.” The person behind me honks letting me know the light has changed. I turn around and continue on our way. “Are we going to live with Jesse?”
I shrug. “I don’t know, bud. We haven’t gotten that far yet. Why?”
“It’ll be cool to have Gabe as a brother even though Grace can be a total pain.”
I laugh. “They’re a package deal.”
“That’s too bad. She’s totally ridiculous.” This kid cracks me up.
“Why’s that?” I ask.
“She just is.”
“Well, I don’t think we’d be moving in right away, but at some point I can see us all living together. Would it bother you if we moved there instead of them moving here?”
“Nah, they have a better yard than us.” I can’t help but chuckle. “Can I go back to listening to my music now?”
“Sure, bud.” He puts his buds in and listens to his music while I get lost in my own thoughts. I’m not sure if I should be scared or excited that he is okay with the situation that’s developing. Jason is so much like me in that he’s chill about everything, where his father gets uptight over the simplest things. When I pull up to the house, there’s a car parked out front. I know it’s Brian, but I have no idea what he’s doing here. “Jason, I want you to go straight to your room.”
I climb out of the car, open his door for him, and hand him my key. His father is getting out of the car, but by the time he gets to me, Jason is already on his way into the house. “Why do you make him fear me?”
“I don’t. You did that all by yourself. You’ve made a scene twice now, embarrassing him. I’m not sure what’s going on with you, but you need to figure out where your priorities are and start handling them better.” He lifts his hand like he’s going to hit me, but he suddenly stops. “I want to see Jason this weekend. I’ll pick him up from the field Friday after practice.” His tone is calm and steady.
“What if he doesn’t want to go?”
He shrugs. “Tough shit. He’s my son, and I’m going to spend time with him.” He walks back to his car shaking his head.
“Yeah well, don’t forget he has a game on Sunday. He needs to be at the field by ten am,” I call out, grabbing my bag. When he doesn’t respond, I roll my eyes on a huff and hurry inside to talk to Jason and let Jesse know that he won’t be over this weekend. I just hope I’m not making a mistake in letting him go there this weekend.