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Then there’s the kissing. I never knew how arousing it could be to feel a tongue slide against my own. I always thought it would be kind of gross, a texture thing like eating a chunk of tofu that leaves a bad taste in your mouth, but I was wrong. Or maybe it would be if it were anyone else but Austin. Because I can tell you, the idea of being that intimate with another male grosses me out.
Reluctantly, I head downstairs once I’m dressed, loathe to exit my bedroom and the bubble of happiness thinking about Austin puts me in. “Sweetie?” Mom calls out as my feet hit the dining room carpet.
“Yeah, Mom?”
“Your dad and I are going.” They have a fundraiser event tonight, but it’s a few hours away, so they’re leaving early in preparation for the drive and needing to help set up some last minute things. It’s one they put on annually with all donations from the silent auction and the price of the meals going to two animal charities they support.
“Have fun,” I tell her, meaning it. Of course, I’m looking forward to almost twenty-four hours alone, well, hopefully with Austin, but I want them to enjoy themselves. The three of us love animals, though we don’t currently have any. The monies they bring in each year are always enough to sustain the organizations, both non-profits, by providing the financing for their food, utility bills, etc. A lot of people don’t know my parents also cover the adoption fees for a certain number of families, the quantity increasing every year.
“You sure you don’t want to come?” Dad asks as he joins us.
Aside from the last one, I’ve regularly attended, but I politely decline. “Well,” Mom begins, “perhaps next year you and Austin would like to.”
“I’m sure we would,” I reply, making a mental note to mention it to him. It’ll be our first shared save the date, I think with a grin.
Dad gives me a kiss on the cheek and tells me to have a good night, then lets Mom know he’ll be in the car. Ahh, teamwork. Mom turns her to head to look at me, one which I return steadily. We’ve had the “discussion,” so I know this isn’t that. “Your dad and I trust you,” she says, adding, “Austin as well. You’re both adults and can make your own decisions, and it’s clear you’ve chosen one another. All we ask is that you be careful. As much as we want to be grandparents, maybe not this soon, okay?” She asks, smiling with the last question.
“You’d be the coolest set around,” I remind her.
“This is true,” she agrees with a laugh, then kisses my other cheek and walks out. I know how lucky I am to have them and I don’t take that for granted. And now, whether he knows it or not, Austin has them, too.”
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“You on your way?” I ask Austin when he calls a couple hours later.
“I’ll be at the gates in a few minutes,” he responds, letting me know he’s almost at the development where I live. Having added him to the approved list a while ago, the guards no longer need to call ahead when he visits for permission. Having these precautions is why Torren and Clover, or any of their coworkers, are only with me when I leave the house.
“See you soon,” I tell him, then hang up and rush into the kitchen to double-check dinner is cooking as it should. Thankfully, there are no catastrophes. Then again, I am only making lasagna, one of my specialties. Mom started showing me how to cook when I was little, wanting to make sure I could take care of myself. Plus, it gave us valuable bonding time.
By the time he knocks on the door, I’ve set the table – keeping it simple – and have just removed the garlic bread while the main course cools from lava hot to edible. When I let him in, he doesn’t hesitate to bring me into his arms like it’s been years since we’ve seen each other. As he holds me, I notice there’s a slight tremble to him and I ask, “Are you okay?”
“I am now,” he responds, pressing his face into my hair. When he straightens, his gaze takes me in from head to toe and he says, “You’re beautiful. I should’ve said that right away, but I needed to hold you first.”
“It’s not too much?” I question him, thinking more of my figure as my attire accentuates it than the outfit. Tipping my chin back, holding it firm between his thumb and index finger, he stares into my eyes, ensuring I watch as he leans forward and kisses me. Having always preferred pants or shorts, I’ve realized the pros of wearing dresses and skirts since meeting Austin.
He shows me how much he likes it, his rough palms climbing up my thighs as they lift the material, baring me for him. “Willa,” he groans as he discovers the only thing keeping him from my center is a thong.
“Perhaps now is when I should let you know we have the house to ourselves for the night.”
“Fuuuuuuck,” he rasps, the word sounding as if it’s being torn from him.
“Dinner can wait,” I tell him. “Let’s start with dessert.”
**Austin**
I shouldn’t, at least not until she knows the truth, but the thought of losing her, of never getting the chance to experience this with her – because it’s her or nobody – terrifies me. So much so that I find my vow to wait waning, my need to be with her overriding it.
And then we’re in her room, my body following hers as it lands on her mattress, the impact causing her full breasts to bounce against my chest. My lips take hers, telling my brain to eff off as I taste her, my tongue slipping inside to mate with hers. Her fingers twine through my strands, tightening to the point of near pain before her nails scrape my scalp, dispelling any thoughts I had of resisting.
Willa’s legs circle my waist, the heat of her now resting on the bulge threatening to burst through my jeans in its haste to be where it belongs. While I’m visualizing sinking into her tight pussy, she’s unbuttoned my shirt and is trying to remove it. I sit up enough to shrug it off, needing to remove anything that keeps her from me.
“Once we do this, little one, that’s it. You. Are. Mine.”
**Willa**
“Didn’t we already establish that?”
“Are you sassing me, Willa?” I whimper at his tone, shocking myself as I don’t know where my excitement at the possibility of what it means is coming from.
