Clem’s chest rumbles with his chuckle as I groan.
Back to reality.
Chapter28
Clem
My jaw is clenchedso hard, I wouldn’t be surprised if I cracked a tooth.
I’m desperately trying to hang on as long as I can, prolonging this unbelievably beautiful torture.
My hand is wrapped in Tessa’s hair, the soft strands brushing my skin every time her head bounces, sliding me deeper into the wet heat of her mouth.
I don’t guide, I just follow, gladly going wherever she decides to take me.My eyes forced open so I don’t miss a single thing.
Christ, have mercy.What a sight.
I know I’m reaching the end of my restraint when my knees start shaking and I can’t stop the pressure building in my balls, and with the first inadvertent jerk of my hips, my body lets loose.
Even now, Tessa doesn’t let up, her rhythm slowing gently as I groan through my release.Only when I’m spent does she lift her head, a little self-satisfied smirk on her lips as she looks up at me with those warm brown eyes.
“You didn’t have to—” I start.
I was up early this morning and decided to wake Tessa up with my mouth.The plan was to make her come, then let her laze in bed a little longer, while I took a shower and got ready for my day.Tessa had been of a different mind and followed me into the shower, which is becoming a habit of hers.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m far from complaining, but as appreciative as I am, it wasn’t what I was aiming for.
“I wanted to,” she interrupts, getting to her feet and plastering her wet body against mine.
A residual shiver runs down my body at the skin-to-skin contact.She has that effect on me.
“And make no mistake,” she continues, “I probably enjoyed that as much as you did.”
“Doubtful,” I mumble, taking her mouth in a wet, slippery kiss, before adding, “You finish up in here, I’ll go put on some coffee.”
Since coming home from the hospital last week, we’ve spent every night together.Mostly here at Tessa’s on weekdays, so she can get her kids off to school in the morning, but over the weekend she spent a night with me at the firehouse.
Saturday night had been our first real date.I cooked her a nice, quiet dinner at my place, after which we walked to The Kerrigan so I could properly introduce her there.We had a few drinks, and played a few games of darts with Jacob and Buck, who was more of a gentleman than I’d expected.Next, at around ten, we took the long way home, walking through the park and along the river before heading back to the apartment, where I was able to show her how much I enjoy having her in my bed.
Then on Sunday morning we had breakfast at the Bread & Butter Diner.Between the game on Friday night and the diner, the entire town now probably knows we’re together.Later on, I took her up on the Lizard’s Peak trail to try out the snowshoes I’d rented from Mabel on Friday, when I dropped by to pick out some new yarn.It had been snowing quite a bit in the mountains, and I wanted to show her how pretty it is up there.
I think we got maybe a mile or a mile and a half into the three-mile hike, before we threw in the towel.There was more falling and laughing than actual forward movement, but we had a lot of fun.It was nice to discover that aside from liking each other and being extremely compatible in bed, we were also able to have fun together.
Her boys seem to take it all in stride, although, Remi is more closely observing Tessa’s and my interactions.Knowing what impact seeing his father abuse his mother had on the kid, I don’t blame him for being a bit more cautious and protective.Linc is just happy his mom seems happy, but his focus is on his own life and relationships.
I really like both those kids but—though I would never admit it—I think Remi will always have a special place with me.Probably because I recognize parts of myself in him.
I’m just pouring coffee in Tessa’s favorite travel mug when the boy comes down the stairs, his hair sticking out from his head in every direction.
“Morning,” I offer, getting a sleepy grunt in response.
I’ve discovered Remi is not much of a morning person, usually requiring Tessa to use threats of cold water buckets to get him out of bed, so it’s a surprise to see him up by himself this early at all.
I hope his mother and I didn’t wake him, that would be fucking awkward.
“Do we have eggs?”he asks, opening the fridge door and staring in, but I doubt he’s seeing anything.
“Move out of the way.”I bump him aside and find a carton of eggs.“What do you need eggs for?”
