Page 37 of Never Till Now

“You’re right. Look at this.” I point to the sliver of fat exposed. “This must really hurt. You have a bit of fat and it looks like it’s almost to the bone. You’re going to need a couple stitches.”

“Another wasted day in the emergency, Ava.” The woman sighs.

“It’s common to see kids getting hurt. Broken arms and legs are the main event here this summer.” I grab my files from the table. “I’ll be back shortly to fix your hand.” I keep the door open wide as I leave.

After stitching up her hand, I’m still not fully convinced with the story. I made a quick note to look into this further and file a report for the social worker. My heart clenches with the hope of this being the last time Ava needs to come back here. I have done my part in reporting my concern, so hopefully she’s in the best hands.

I head out of the hospital with my grumbling stomach. I feel my mouth water as I wonder what Adam is cooking. This arrangement could go on forever and I’d never get enough of it. It’s been refreshing to have someone on the same emotional page with perks of friendship, orgasms, and food. We don’t need to be in a relationship to enjoy companionship or feel as if we are tied down to each other. I don’t tend to see him during my working days, so seeing him on the days I do work is a treat.

Choosing our time instead of being with each other as an emotional default is a much better way to get through life.

Chapter 11

Adam

By some fluke, Lauren and I managed to fall asleep in the same bed. I don’t feel like her panicked mumbling is a fluke yet again at five in the morning. She gasps, sitting straight up and I swear I see the pulse in her neck protruding. Her deep breath in is sharp as a hand rests over her bare chest. I place my hand on her back and she flinches, her eyes wide with panic.

Huh.

She looks down at me and attempts to play it off with a forced laugh.

“I guess having a hot guy next to me still doesn’t scare the monsters away,” she jokes, but I feel like there’s an underlying truth.

“I can fight all the demons in your conscious world, but I lack the ability when they’re in your unconscious mind.”

“I’m fine,” she lies through her smile and I let her.

“How could you not be?” I lighten the mood. My arms go above my head, exposing my flexed body. “You get to accidentally wake up to a man who knows your body better than its owner.” I flash my smug grin in hopes of clearing her mind.

“You’ve got quite the chip on your shoulder.”

“Oh, I think I’ve earned it.”

“Hmm.” She moves to straddle me and rolls her hips, angling the tip of my cock at her entrance. “Just because you have a cock, doesn’t mean you need to be cocky.” She narrows her eyes and gives a strong smirk. “You’re not the only one who can get me off.”

Smart-ass.

I sit up, pushing Lauren on her back and cage her underneath. Her legs fall open and expose her glistening pussy. My plan to grab her legs and feast on her sweet, addictive mound halt. Her fingers push into her mouth slowly before they trail down her body. Her eyes lock with mine and I’m torn between following her hand or keeping eye contact. Naturally, my eyes give in to her hand. She brushes her fingers down her slit and lets a soft gasp escape. Her middle finger lightly traces over her clit, pulling me into a trance. A front-row seat to a show I’ve only dreamed of witnessing again since our first night.

Her fingers dance in a delicate motion until her breathing increases. Her opening is slick as she inserts her middle and fourth finger. A sultry moan escapes and I’m done for. This woman could command anything from me, and I’d do it. I burn this moment into my mind and pray to never forget it. I grunt and can’t ignore the throbbing of my dick anymore. My hand slides up and down my cock as I watch her touch herself. Every time I’m with this woman, I don’t think I can be any more turned on than I was the last time. This goddess proves me wrong with each encounter. I watch her teeth sink into her bottom lip as her back arches off the bed in ecstasy. My balls tighten at the sight, and I unload.

I’m speechless as she lies there panting. A beautiful sight of messy blonde curls, a fresh face and the sexiest performance I have witnessed.

“Don’t say I don’t know my body ever again.” She sits up. “I choose to let you help with my orgasms. I don’t need you to.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I flick her nipple just because they’re right in front of me. “Let’s get ready. I have a tourist day planned for us.”

“I swear, if it involves climbing another mountain then you’re carrying me up.”

The sky is a beautiful blue as we walk to the Embarcadero downtown. Despite being a large tourist attraction, the waterfront strip of piers has always remained one of my favorite spots in the city. We start at Pier 14 and walk out to a perfect view of the Bay Bridge. Sailboats pass in all directions among the lunch cruises and brave kayakers. Lauren’s faint perfume travels through the air as the breeze picks up. The end of the large pier over the water has a noticeable temperature change.

Although I’m not one for fashion, her red sundress hits above her knees and adds a picture-perfect aesthetic in contrast to the whites and blues surrounding us. She faces out to the water, and I place my hands on the rail caging her in.

“Have you explored downtown yet?”

“I’ve been too busy exploring you.” She leans back on my shoulder, and I bring my lips to her neck for a quick kiss.

“I love this view, but I can’t wait to show you the rest of the city,” I admit without thinking. “I feel like a kid again.”