I’m not lying, I truly will be here for whatever she needs. At the same time, the thought of this only being a short-term fling feels like an ice pick being jammed into my heart. It hurts, it’s cold, and I may not survive. She has come to mean more to me in just a couple of days than I would have ever thought possible. Still, if that’s what she wants, I’ll accept it for now. Doesn’t mean I won’t fight for more, but it does mean I’ll give her what she needs. Kayla looks at me for a moment and I can’t read her expression. I find myself holding my breath, waiting for her to say something.
When she leans in close to me, my heart speeds up. And when she places her mouth next to my ear, my hands find their way to her hips and hold on tight.
“I need more than right now. I need you.”
Before I can respond, she leans back and pulls her tank top over her head, revealing mouthwatering breasts covered in black satin and lace. My breath comes out in a whoosh that she captures with her lips. Her tongue pushes into my mouth and her hands reach down between us to the hem of my T-shirt. I pull it off for the second time tonight and the instant I feel her pressed against my chest, my baser instincts take over. My hands crush her body to mine and her answering moan makes my cock press against my pants so firmly it’s starting to ache. I draw back slightly just to make sure Kayla is truly on the same page.
“Is this what you want?” I press my hips into hers to emphasize the question and the blissed out, sultry smile that covers her face is all the answer I need.
“God, yes.”
In the back of my mind a voice tries to tell me that our first time shouldn’t be on a couch in my rental apartment with my son asleep just a few feet away. That spurs me to stand up, still with Kayla wrapped around me, like a monkey clinging to a tree. I walk quickly down the short hall to my bedroom, where I have the sense to lock the door behind us. Then all logic and reason are gone when Kayla slides out of my arms and down onto the floor in front of me. She opens my pants, sliding them over my cock, taking my boxers down at the same time until my dick springs free. She makes a satisfied sound that makes me grow even harder as her hand wraps around my length.
“Jesus. Fuck. Kayla, I want to — “
“I don’t care, Sam. You said I could take what I need, and I need you,” she interrupts me and there’s a fire in her eyes that shuts me up. At least until the moment her hot mouth wraps around my cock. Then I can’t hold back my groan, which is ridiculously loud even muffled behind my arm that I raise to cover my mouth. God, if Toby were to wake up right now… nope. That’s a thought I’m not going to complete.DadSam has left the room andManSam is up to bat.
Kayla’s licking me like I’m her favorite goddamn popsicle and it’s making me lose my mind. Then she reaches one hand out to cup my balls and the other reaches down her own pants to start playing with herself, and I’m fucking done.
“Holy fuck,” I groan, letting her carry on for a moment longer because shit, that’s one hell of a view. Then I’m hauling her up to her feet and pushing her backwards until she falls onto my bed. I pull her leggings down and after taking just a second to appreciate the matching black panties covering the part of her that I really want, I pull them down, too. Kayla lifts her chest just enough to open her bra and let it drop to the floor, and suddenly I don’t know where to look. Her perfect breasts are there, begging for my hands, but her sex is glistening with her arousal and I need to taste her more than I need air to breathe.
I drop down into a squat and lift her long legs over my shoulders. Thank God I can still reach her tits from here, which gives me the best of both worlds. One hand goes up to fondle a breast, feeling its heavy weight, playing with her nipple until it’s like a pebble under my fingers, and the other hand goes between her legs to gently hold her open to my mouth. I don’t waste any time, leaning in with a swipe of my tongue up her slit. Her hips lift up to meet me as she gasps and grabs at the blankets on my bed. Kayla’s responsive as hell and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. She’s writhing under my touch, but my hand on her breast is holding her in place as my tongue thrusts in and out of her core. The sounds of pleasure coming from her, my name falling from her lips in frantic whispers, it’s building us towards something that is going to be monumental.
When her legs clamp around my head and her hands let go of the death grip on the blankets to thread into my hair, I know she’s close. I bring both hands down to her sex, one hand holding her open so that I can slide my fingers inside, curving them upwards and stroking her until her whispered shouts hit a fevered pitch. She sounds hoarse and a part of me admires her restraint and ability to keep quiet, even as another part of me longs to hear her let loose with her passion. When I find that spot, my mouth moves to her clit, and I suck, gently. She goes still for just a second, then Kayla’s body lets go in wave after wave of spectacular release. I ride her through it, sucking, licking, and teasing her with my mouth and fingers until her shudders stop and her body goes limp. Then I kiss my way up her body to where her chest is rising and falling, and I lick the light sheen of sweat that covers the skin between her breasts.
“Still with me, babe?” I ask with a grin, because her eyes are closed, and one arm is thrown across her face. It’s the look of a woman well fucked and we haven’t even hit the main event.
Kayla lowers her arm and lifts her head. “I’m with you. Just. Gimme a minute.” Her head flops back down on the pillow and I drop my head down onto her stomach, not even trying to hold back my laughter. My body rolls off of her and I make my way to the head of my bed before pulling her up and into my arms. She comes willingly and my laughter dies down when I see the look in her eyes.
“Condom?” she asks, and when I gesture to my side table she stretches across my body, her nipples grazing my chest. On her way back, Kayla goes on all fours before she turns to look over her shoulder at me.
“Still with me?” she asks, echoing my earlier question and I jump into action. Her ass is sticking up in the air, enticing me, pulling me toward her like a magnet. The condom is rolled on and my hands are gripping her hips within seconds, but before I slide in for the first time, I lean forward and kiss a line down her spine.
“I’m with you.”
One smooth thrust into her tight heat and I groan way louder than I should with Toby sleeping across the hall. But I don’t think about that, all I can think about is how good she feels, how perfect our bodies have come together, and how the fuck I’m going to manage not to blow my load in seconds like a teenage boy.
Kayla’s making these little noises every time I hit her deep inside, part moan, part sigh, all hot.
“So good, babe. So good,” I mutter out, in between thrusts. I’m trying to hold onto a thread of control, determined to make her come again before I do. When her noises take on a keening quality, I know she’s close. I wrap my hands around her stomach and pull her upright so that her back is pressed to my front. It forces my cock to rub against her front wall and I know instantly that it’stheposition for her, because she gasps and her hands grab my hair, pulling hard enough to make me lower my head to her shoulder. I nip at her skin gently, then suck over the bite, not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough that she knows I could. Then as my legs start to burn with the exertion of holding her upright and thrusting into her, my hand goes around to rub her clit and it’s game over for both of us.
Kayla drops forward, moaningoh God oh God oh Godover and over, and I drape over her as I lose myself to one, two, three more thrusts before filling the condom with the evidence of my orgasm. When I’m finally done, I somehow manage to maneuver us to be laying on our sides, spooning together, with my softening dick still inside. I know I need to slide out and deal with the condom, but honestly, I’m so fucking blown away by the intensity of what we just did, I can’t quite bring myself to pull apart from her yet. Somehow, Kayla Michaels has inserted herself into my heart and soul. Now I just have to figure out how to convince her to stay with me.
10
Kayla
I’ve read about mind blowing, life altering sex, but I never imagined I’d experience it here, in an apartment on Westmount Island, with a single dad no less. But that’s what just happened. The earth moved and I’m pretty sure I heard angels singing when I was coming. That was the kind of sex a woman dreams about. Sam is the kind ofmana woman dreams about. And he’s here, on the island I’ve been considering calling home once more. If this is what fate looks like, consider me a fan.
Sam pulls away from me and deals with the condom. Me, I still can’t move, even though I know I should. I need to get up, get dressed, and go back to the inn. I absolutely, positively, must not fall asleep. But two back-to-back orgasms, preceded by an emotionally draining confession, really is exhausting. And when Sam slides back onto the bed and pulls a blanket up to cover us, I’m helpless to the pull to snuggle into his big spoon embrace and let my eyes blink shut.
The next thing I’m aware of is the sound of someone trying to turn a door handle and then a small voice saying, “Daddy?” in a tearful voice.
Sam shoots upright and is out of bed before I can even open my eyes. I stay frozen in bed, suddenly aware that we haven’t talked about how to tell Toby that we’re dating, and him finding me in bed, naked, is probably not the best idea right now. But then I register that we never closed the curtains last night and it’s still dark outside. The time it takes for my half asleep brain to figure this out is the same amount of time it takes for Sam to deal with Toby and come back to sit on the edge of the bed beside me. He gives me a soft smile as he strokes my hair and we stay like that for a moment in this blissful quiet.
“I’m sorry I fell asleep,” I whisper.
“I’m not,” he replies. Then he sighs. “But Toby had a nightmare and when he has one, he often has another and needs to sleep in here with me. I got him settled for now and as much as I don’t want you to, I think you should go.”
