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“Oh to be young!” Tia cries as we all laugh.
“You are literally twenty five,” he fights back.
“With an eight month old child!” Tiana bellows, shaking her head.
We chat randomly for the next few minutes and drop Jensen off, without telling him about the birds and the bees again. He is a big boy, he can take care of himself. I have played a really protective role in his life since the day he was born, and I feel really happy that he can be this open with me. It means I earned his trust.
The rest of the road we listen to music and Web tries to sing along with us, making the most adorable sounds ever. The song dies down as we reach Tiana’s house, and I admit that I feel nothing but sadness.
“I’m going to miss you, you know?” she says, hugging me tightly.
“You can always use your twin powers to check on me.” I joke.
“Ewww. Stop. That shit never stops creeping me out.” She kisses my cheek and turns to Ronan, “It was nice being around you. You are such an amazing young woman! I hope you do well at your shelter and I hope I see you soon.” She smiles widely, “And be good. I know you two have history, but it’s different now.”
“It was my pleasure to help with everything. If you need help with Web, you can drop him off at my place anytime. I could come get him too! Don’t worry, we’ll be good.” Ronan responds as if she didn’t come on my fingers, a few hours ago, with only one tiny wall separating us from the rest of them, and hugs her tightly.
“I think I am going to hire a nanny, since I really need help.” She picks Web up from the seat and heads for the house.
We wave at her one last time as we start the car and slowly roll back down the driveway. The sun is setting and the evening is getting colder. Even though it’s technically still summer, I feel goosebumps appear on my skin. It might be just being alone with Ronan in the small space, surrounded by her cherry scent, but I still turn the heating on.
I glance at her, outstretching my hand and placing it on her thigh. She lifts her gaze and smiles. Instead of moving my fingers away, she takes them into her hands, brings them to her lips, kisses them softly and grips even tighter.
“We won’t be good, Noah. I want more,” she whispers.
“What?”
“More of you. Today, two years ago, a week ago. I’ve always wanted more.”
“You can have me all you want.” I say.I’m yours, I’ve been yours since the moment I saw you across the club.
“I shouldn’t. That would be selfish of me. But I can’t stop daydreaming and thinking about you.”
“What are you daydreaming about?”
She smirks and stays silent for a few minutes, contemplating what to say next. How to unravel me completely. A devilish smile reaches her eyes as the road on which we’re driving dances in front of mine. The asphalt seems like it’s melting and slowing our car down.
“I would rather show you,” she teases, and I am already stiffing up like a damn teenager.
“If you don’t start talking right this second, I swear to God I’m pulling over and stretching you out on the hood of my car.”
“That sounds like fun to me.” Her sultry voice reaches into the deepest parts of my soul.
“And jail time too.” I chuckle.
“I keep thinking about your head between my thighs and how that’s the first thing you did when you saw me again. Like you couldn’t help it, like you couldn’t control yourself... You’ve made me feel what no one else ever had. I keep wanting it.”
“I can do that.” I swallow a lump in my throat thick enough to choke me, my back sinks into the leather seat.
“Do you still have your piercings in?” She suddenly turns red.
“I do. I wouldn’t dare take them out. I dreamed of seeding you, and watching you make those beautiful faces as they rub the most sensitive parts of you again and again. I kept them in just in case that dream comes true.” I’m twitching, my dick is weeping for her as I’m remembering what I’ve touched myself to for the last two years.
“I got some too. I wanted to feel closer to you,” she says as she slowly unbuttons her linen shirt.
My heart is beating out of my ribcage at the sight of her fingers seductively running across her chest. Her skin is peachy and milky, in contrast to the black leather behind her, looking good enough to eat. I slowly step on the brake and the speed decreases, because I don't want us to crash as I can’t tear my eyes from her chest.
She pushes the shirt off her shoulders, now sitting only in a lacy white bralette, and I’m not sure if what I’m seeing is real or my mind is playing tricks on me. Pushing her spine off the seat, she lifts her hands and slowly rolls the straps down. Her plump breasts topple over the dainty lace, and I need to readjust myself, squeezing the head of my cock hard to soothe the pain of not being inside her yet. I’m entranced by her gorgeousness.
