Page 70 of Restoring Faith


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He disappears for a second, coming back with a beer of his own, and climbs in the back with me. He settles in next to me, taking a swig of his drink. With a soft sigh, he asks, “So, what are you thinking about tonight?”

I take a second to think about what I want to say. “Well, I wasn’t thinking about anything specific. Just random thoughts like how weird life is.”

“Yeah?” He looks at me, confused.

“For example, right where we are. In my wildest dreams, I never imagined I would sit here with you, of all people.” Ok, that sounded bad. I cringe at my words.

“Um, thanks?” He huffs a laugh, taking a sip of the amber ale.

“Hearing it out loud doesn’t translate well,” I have to admit with a nervous laugh. “What I mean is months ago, I would’ve never imagined being here. Back then, I didn’t think much further about life than past that present day. This all is so much more than I ever could’ve dreamed.”

He takes a sip of his beer. Knocking his head back on the leather seat, he looks at me with doe eyes. Specks of gold shine bright, mesmerizing me with such love. “Are you happy?”

“Beyond happy.” I rest my head on his shoulder. “Are you happy?”

Victor takes a big gulp of beer, shifting in his seat and I get nervous. “I love this life here with you. However, I am just a creature of habit and I want to make the money to support all this for us. It’s just that fear of failing. If this small firm takes off, then I’ll be beyond happy…”

“You know I don’t need this big house.” I try to reassure him.

“If anyone else said that, I wouldn’t believe them, but I believe you. This is just something that I want. I know you may not get it, but all this stuff is me proving to myself that I succeed. It’s been engrained in my DNA. In my family, we are not failures. We exceed any expectations.”

“So, what do you need from me?” I ask.

“You give me everything I need and more, Collins. I have to thank you for not giving me crap for the late nights or accusing me of pushing you to the side. I don’t know how you do it or sense it, but you are just perfectly you.” He gives a kiss on the top of my head.

“What do you need for the firm, then?”

“Well, first off, this final meeting with my dad. I’ve received a few interesting calls this week from the paralegals who are still working for my dad. Some stuff is going down with that deal where some investors have pulled out and clients have ended his firm’s services.” He takes a deep breath. “It’s just been stressful, but nothing I can’t handle. I just need to get past this hurdle.”

“Okay,” I breathe.

“Just, okay? You’re not going to annoy me with questions or need details?”

“No, I trust you.”

I down the rest of my beer and place it in the front cupholder. I turn my body, moving myself over his legs, straddling his lap. His body freezes for a moment, just watching my movements. Settling with him between my legs, I pull his beer, lean back, and place it in the other cup holder. His hands rub up my thighs to my pert ass, where his fingers dig into my back pockets. His hands encourage me to grind down on him. Facing him, his eyes glass over with lust, showing me how much he wants me. I love this feeling.

My lips seek his as my whole body lays against his. His hands caress up and down my thighs.

“I trust you are smart enough to decide. Leland trusts you too.” I kiss him again, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. His hands run up my back, pulling me closer. “I trust that you and I are strong enough and have enough faith in any outcome.” I kiss him again and pull away only enough to keep our lips gently grazing each other with my next words. “I love you so much. So much that questioning you doesn’t even cross my mind.”

Victor pulls my face to his peppering, sweet kisses.

“I love you too, Collins. You make it easy to love you,” he whispers.

I fall further into him, kissing him hard. I know he has been stressed with everything. He has been amazing at holding everyone up and now I want to do that for him.

I reach down between us and massage him through his pants. His body shutters at my touch and I can feel him immediately getting hard. I’ve never felt more confident and powerful as a woman than in these moments with him. My fingertips graze along the top of his worn jeans, then unbutton his pants and slide my palm down his toned stomach. My hand slips into his pants where his hard cock waits to be touched. The guttural moan encourages me further. I push myself off his lap while tugging his pants lower, exposing his glorious cock. My lips tease his tip and his arms stretch back to rest along the back of the seat. His breath is loud and anxious.

Ducking my head lower, taking him in one swipe, my lips take over every part of him. His moans come from deep in his throat.

“Oh, God!”

Every movement of my lips and tongue on his throbbing shaft makes his hips shift with need. He’s trying to resist bucking up to fuck my throat. Victor leans his body forward, and I feel his hands roaming over my back and through the back of my head. Gripping my scalp, hand shaking with need. His hips tease at the motion and just as I think he is ready for his release, he pulls me up. He’s franticly pulling my clothes from my body. It feels like everything is gone in one hot second. As soon as my shorts and underwear are discarded, he grabs my hips, pulling me back over him. We are both breathing heavily trying to move around in this back seat.

“This has always been a big fantasy of mine,” I admit as my body hovers over his.

“What is?” he asks me while he kisses my neck.

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