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Fuck it.
I kiss her, hard. She’s expecting it. Immediately, my tie loosens and her hands are in my hair, pulling my head down closer to her level as she rises up on her tiptoes. Her teeth sink into my bottom lip for a second before her tongue slips inside my mouth, deepening the contact.
I haul her against me, letting her feel the effect she has on my body. Her baby bump is a noticeable curve between us, and it drives my desire higher. Some primal, animalistic part of me loves knowing that’s my kid in there, that she and I are so inextricably linked.
We don’t break apart until I distantly register the sound of voices. Someone else seems to be heading this way. I let go of all of Lennon except her hand and tug her toward the left, only stopping when we reach the side door that leads into the kitchen.
I key in the code and then pull her inside. Despite the shiny appliances, it’s obvious we’re in a barn. The stamping and snorting is an obvious giveaway.
So is the scent of hay and leather in the air. Knowing Lennon, I’m half-expecting her to keep walking into the aisle to see the new foals born this summer.
She climbs up onto the counter instead. “If you can’t wait until we can do this in a bed, I’m at least sitting,” she tells me.
I swallow a laugh. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I thought you’d want to check on the horses.”
As soon as I step between Lennon’s legs her hands are on my belt, deftly unbuckling before unzipping my slacks. I hiss as she fists my erection, a sudden rush of desire jolting my system like an electric shock.
“Kiss me,” she whispers.
I step closer and tilt my face down, capturing her lips with a long, heady kiss. My hands slide up her bare thighs and under her dress.
Her lacy underwear is soaked. I’m so hard it’s painful and if our absence wasn’t already noticed, it will be soon.
So I simply tug the lace to the side, not bothering to pull her underwear off or to take my own pants off. I thrust into her, muttering curses as wet heat clenches around me.
Finding someone you share an intense emotional connection and a consuming physical attraction with isn’t a common occurrence.
I know what Lennon and I share is rare. I knew it in high school and college, and I’m even more certain of it now.
She’ll always be it for me.
Clothing constricts my movements some, but my shallow strokes don’t really matter. I’m already close to coming and I can feel Lennon’s inner muscles fluttering around me, suggesting she’s close too.
This wasn’t about wild, crazy sex. I just needed a hit of her, because no matter how much I touch Lennon, it’s never enough. And if she wants a bed, I’ll fuck her all night when we get home.
“Harder,” she begs, digging her nails into the back of my neck and rocking her hips against mine.
I quicken my thrusts, then slip my hand between our bodies and rub right above where I’m filling her.
Lennon comes with a cry that sets off my release, spilling into her as bliss spreads through my body. The sweetest sound in the world is her calling out my name.
We’re both breathing heavily, when we separate, laughing like teenagers as we fix our clothing.
But we’re not. We’re adults. Parents.
And all the things that seemed like big challenges when we were younger are obstacles we’ve overcome.
I help Lennon off the counter. She clings to me, as we walk through the dark kitchen back toward the door. The only source of light is from the moon, spilling in through the windows.
She keeps holding my hand once we’re outside. We walk back toward the house with our fingers linked, swinging them between us.
I glance over, studying her profile in the moonlight. Wondering how I got so lucky as to end up here, with her. Exactly where I want to be.
“Hey, Lennon?”
“Yeah?” She glances over, blushing a little when she realizes I’m already looking at her.
“We made it.”
Lennon inhales, like she’s pulling my words in with the oxygen. “We made it,” she repeats.
We share a smile as we keep walking.
This isn’t the way I thought my life would turn out.
I didn’t think I’d be living in this town or walking next to this girl.
Sometimes the best things in life—the bestthing, love—can come out of left field.
THE END
