Jacob was so tired from the zoo that he passed out in his car seat, snoring practically the whole way home. I was admittedly a little relieved – between Billy peppering me with questions and Jacob whining about being tired, the quiet was welcome.

When Billy pulled up to the curb, he turned to me and grinned. “I had a great day with you two,” he said. “Thanks for letting me meet your son, Alex. He’s a really good kid.”

“He is.” I nodded, glancing over my shoulder. Jacob was still snoring. His mouth was open and a little bubble of spit popped on his lower lip.

“He’s exhausted,” Billy said. He winked. “Man, I could use a nap myself.”

I licked my lip. “Do you…do you want to come in for a while? Just for a glass of water,” I added quickly. “Jacob will probably sleep for at least another hour.”

Billy nodded. He leaned over and kissed me. I tasted the salt of his sweat and the heat of the day on his lips as they pressed against mine. Arousal swirled in my lower belly, and I moaned softly as Billy’s teeth caught on my lower lip.

“Yes,” Billy murmured. His hot breath tickled my lips. “I want to come in.”

I was careful to carry Jacob all the way to his bed, making sure that he didn’t wake up. He was out cold by the time I pulled a light blanket over his body and quietly walked back into the kitchen.

“He’s really tired,” I said. I reached into the cabinet and grabbed two glasses. Just as I was about to fill them with ice and water, Billy came up and stood behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against his body. The obvious strength of his toned body made my mouth go dry.

Billy bent his head to my shoulder, placing his lips on my bare shoulder. I shivered and tried to pull away, but he started kissing me gently along my shoulder and neck until I arched my back and ground my ass into his pelvis. I could feel that he was already hard in his jeans and somehow, that excited me even more.

I slowly spun around in Billy’s arms until we were facing. We kissed, adjusting our heads to the side as Billy’s tongue slipped into my mouth. I moaned softly as he nibbled and sucked at my lower lip. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I was barely even aware of Billy scooping me up and carrying me down the hall.

“Alex, I can’t stop thinking about you,” Billy whispered. He gently dropped me on the bed, then went back and closed my bedroom door. My heart was pounding as Billy crawled towards me, pushing me down on my back and covering my body with his. His muscular bulk pressed my body into the mattress and I sighed softly as pleasure and lust raced through my veins.

Billy slipped his hands under my sweater and tugged it over my head. He lowered his head to my breasts, nuzzling me through the lacy material of my bra. When his lips brushed against my stiff nipples, I tangled my hands in his air and bit my lip to keep from moaning. Billy reached behind me and unsnapped my bra, pulling it away from my skin. His lips wrapped around one of my hard nipples, sucking and licking until I was panting with desire. Billy played with my other breast with one hand while he stroked my lower belly with his fingers. I moaned, arching my back and spreading my legs. As Billy fitted his body neatly between my legs, I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him tightly. My crotch was thumping inside of my panties and I was so wet that the fabric of my panties clung to my skin.

“God, Alex,” Billy groaned. “I want you.” He rolled off me and unfastened his shirt with quick hands. The sight of his muscular chest filled me with lust and I couldn’t help reaching out and running my hands down his smooth skin. I unfastened my jeans and tugged them down my hips. Clad only in panties, I got on all fours and crawled towards him.

“I want to taste you,” I purred huskily as I fumbled with the giant buckle at the front of Billy’s jeans. He groaned and stretched towards the ceiling as I pulled his jeans down his taut hips. Billy’s erection was straining the front of his boxers and I blushed as I ran my hand over his hard cock. He groaned with pleasure. The knowledge that I was pleasing him made me bolder. I hadn’t touched a man like this in years, but somehow it felt natural – like I’d been waiting for Billy all along. As slowly as I could, I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock and gently pumped him up and down through the thin fabric of his boxers.

“This is torture,” Billy groaned. “God, Alex, stop.”

I grinned. “No way,” I whispered, nuzzling his hard cock through his boxers. Finally, I hooked my fingers in the waistband and tugged the cotton down Billy’s hips and thighs. His beautiful cock sprang free. I wrapped my hand around the soft, hot flesh and resumed moving up and down as I lowered my face towards the head. Billy smelled clean and musky and I breathed in deeply before licking my lips and gently taking the head of his cock into my mouth.

Billy’s reaction was immediate and powerful. He grunted, tangling a hand in my hair and thrusting into my mouth. I pulled away, determined to tease him as much as possible. We moved together in a frantic dance of arousal before I licked the underside of his erection. Billy melted in my mouth. His posture relaxed and he loosened his grip on my hair. I wrapped my lips around my teeth and slowly bobbed my head over his cock, stroking the base with my hand. Billy let out a strangled cry of pleasure. He thrust his hips forward and I opened my throat, taking as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. I sucked and savored the column of flesh pulsing in my mouth. It felt oddly powerful to reduce a man as strong as Billy to a whimpering mess.

“God, Alex, you’re killing me,” Billy grunted. He let out a wild howl of pleasure before pushing me backwards. I fell onto the bed, legs splayed. The soaked crotch of my panties clung to my wet skin and I blushed as Billy leaned between my legs and inhaled deeply.

Covering my face with my arm, I arched my back and moaned softly as Billy trailed his fingertips down my chest. My nipples were throbbing and aching for want of more attention, but my crotch was pounding with lust and I was dying for Billy to touch me there. His fingers slid around my lower belly and inner thighs, teasing and tickling me until I cried out with frustration.

“Please,” I begged. “Please, Billy. Please touch me.”

Billy smirked. “I like making you squirm,” he whispered. He lowered his head to my belly and licked a wet stripe down my quivering flesh. Finally, he pushed my panties to the side and steadied himself with a hand against my hip. Billy leaned closer, until his cock was poking at the entrance to my womanhood. I moaned softly as he buried his cock inside of me, plunging deep until he was buried to the hilt.

It felt so good that I could barely lie still. Billy stayed buried inside of me for a long, exquisite moment. Then he grabbed my hips and began making love to me. His long, sure strokes made a firestorm in my belly and I moaned and writhed underneath of him as our bodies moved together on the soft mattress.

Billy leaned down and kissed me, licking the sweat from my lips. He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my head back, exposing my neck. As he kissed me all over, I moaned and thrust my hips up to meet his. His cock was slamming into me with more force than ever before and the arousal building in my lower belly was enough to drive me wild. Before I knew it, I was gasping and clutching at Billy’s shoulders as a powerful orgasm pulsed through my body. I was filled with a hot, gripping sensation that made me shiver and cry out as Billy thrust deeply inside of me. Then he shuddered and bucked his hips. I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me with the force of his orgasm, and we came together, shaking and sweating and moaning softly.

Billy slowly pulled out, then wiped himself off with my sheet. He pulled me close and kissed my forehead.

“I should really check on Jacob,” I murmured, rolling out of bed and pulling my clothes. My body was filled with a lazy pleasure – there was nothing I wanted more than to get back into bed with Billy and snuggle for hours, but I knew I needed to keep my son as my number one priority.

“I’ll be here,” Billy said. He yawned.

After checking on Jacob and making sure he was still asleep, I tiptoed down the hall to my room. To my surprise, Billy was fully dressed. He was sitting at the edge of my bed, pulling on his cowboy boots.

“Hey,” I said. “What’s up? You leaving?” I frowned. Somehow, I’d expected Billy to pull me back down into bed.

Billy nodded. “I got a poker game with the guys later,” he said.

I bit my lip. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, it totally slipped my mind until now,” Billy said. “You don’t mind, do you?”

I shook my head, although I wasn’t entirely sure about whether or not I minded.

An unpleasant feeling crept through my limbs.

“Hey, you okay?” Billy tapped me lightly on the shoulder. “You don’t look so good.”

I nodded. “I’m fine,” I said. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“Alright,” Billy said. He whistled.

I stared at him. I hated the jealousy that was searing my body like a brand. Why the hell did I feel like this? All he did was tell me that he was going out with his buddies for a poker game? And probably lots of beer and whiskey, I thought. With lots of other rich bachelors.

My stomach turned. This was the real Billy – the Billy who went out with his friends, drinking and smoking until the wee hours of the morning. Not the Billy who took single mothers and their offspring to the zoo, then charmed their way into sex.

My mouth hardened into a thin line. He doesn’t want anything to do with me, I realized as I watched the carefree way Billy leaned in the mirror and pushed his hair back. He’s just having fun. He doesn’t want anything serious.

“Hey,” Billy said. He turned to me with a frown. “You sure you’re okay?”

“You need to leave,” I said. My voice was icy. “Right now, before Jacob wakes up.”

“What’d I do?” Billy crossed his arms over his chest. “What’s wrong, Alex?”

“Nothing,” I lied. “Just please – I want you to leave.”