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I moan softly as his hands rub the woody-scented soap over my body, the teasing lather making me squeeze my legs together. "Mmm, that sounds like a good start."
He whispers in my ear. "I can't stop thinking about last night, Sienna. You were incredible." I haven’t stopped thinking or dreaming about it, either.
I smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I definitely did too." I enjoyed it so much I want more. I want the whole world to stay asleep so we can do it again.
"And now, I just don’t think I can get enough of you," he says, stealing my breath away as he pinches my nipples between his fingers.
I breathlessly say, "I want you too, Lance. Right now." And Lance pushes me up against the cold slate of the shower wall, his finger sliding between the folds of my sensitive pussy.
"You got it, baby," he says, dipping that finger inside me, making me gasp out loud. I’m still a little sore, but it’s easy to forget that when he touches me.
We continue to explore each other's bodies under the hot shower, with our passion growing stronger and louder. I have to bite my tongue in case we wake the kids up. Lance slides his hand down my body through the soap again and between my legs, feeling my wetness and making me gasp with pleasure again. He is teasing me, making me want to beg him to put his cock inside me again. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer, kissing him deeply as he continues to pleasure me with his fingers. Lance lifts me up in one swift move, my back against the wall, my legs wrapped around him holding me up as he pulls me down onto him. His hardness fills me, I am still tender from last night, but it’s an exquisite pain as he pushes into the hilt. My pussy tightens around him, stretched by his hardness.
“God, you are irresistible, Sienna. I can’t stop myself, I don’t want to hurt you, but I need to fuck you right now.” He is taking short, harsh breaths, and his jaw is tense. I look into his eyes, the water running down his handsome face.
“Fuck me, Lance. Like you want to, right now.” He makes a deep growling sound and pushes my body harder up against the wall. He doesn’t hold back. I grip onto him with my legs and my arms around his neck. Lance is not gentle, but he doesn’t hurt me. It’s like we were made to fit together this way. My body adjusts to him, taking all of him each time he grinds into me.
We both moan loudly with pleasure as we reach climax, coming together, our bodies trembling with ecstasy. Lance doesn’t let me go, he holds me there against the wall kissing me as the shower water slowly turns from hot to cold.
“I don’t think I can keep my hands off you all day, Sienna. It is going to be torture, now that I have had you, and I know I want more.” I smile as he slowly slides me down to the floor and then washes my body again. Gently cleaning me where he has just been. It’s almost more intimate than the sex, the way he cares for me afterward.
After we finish, and are both showered and clean, he turns off the water and we get out of the shower and dry each other off with fluffy towels. We don’t talk, and outside the door, little voices of reality have woken up, and our bubble is burst—for now. It is going to be hard to stop ourselves in front of Nova, but I know he won’t do anything to hurt his son. He has to be an adult about this. It’s not just my heart on the line but also my job. Discretion is important. Ashard asthat may be for us after last night and this morning.
I want him—all of him, all the time. I want this secret relationship to be more, to be a real one, not just an idea in other people’s heads. If I could wave a wand, I’d be with him and Nova, for real. All in, and it would feel like it did last night, every night. I’m sad I can’t touch him or kiss him anytime. I hate that we have to hide behind closed doors and sneak around after bedtime. It dirties the feelings I have for him—but maybe I am just a dirty secret. One last fling in Vegas before he’s gone for good.
By the time we are dressed, the kids are running wild, and my thoughts have taken me down a path that’s left me feeling down. Uncertainty makes me anxious, and nothing with this man is certain. All of it is a risk. I need to decide if it’s one I am willing to keep taking.
“Sienna,” Nova’s happy voice pulls me out of my funk. “After breakfast, we are going to go kayaking. Are you coming? It looks so fun. I bet you my dad will fall off in the water.” He winks, making a joke, trying to get Lance’s attention—Lance’s attention and eyes are on me, though. He didn’t hear his son’s comment.
“I bet we could tip him over.” I wink and join Andie to help with breakfast for everyone. She enjoys cooking as much as I do, and we have shared a few tricks and tips already. We quickly rustle up bacon, eggs, and toast for all the men and boys. We are really outnumbered.
Afterwards, we all grab our things and make our way down the jetty where Brad has everything ready for a morning of kayaking. My body is hating me for staying up late doing other extracurriculars last night, and I feel lazy and stiff. The kids are too wound up to even try getting out of it, so I suck it up. “You and Lance take the orange one,” Brad says, “the three boys have somehow fitted themselves onto one. Andie and I will take the single seaters, kayaking in one canoe is bad for your marriage.” Andie splashes him and he laughs. “She has two lefts, and no idea what turn means.”
We all get in, and Brad goes ahead next to the boys who are going to capsize at least a hundred times. Lance and I quickly find a rhythm, and I am left staring at his gorgeous back muscles as he paddles—so much so that I forget I am supposed to paddle too. “Stop staring at me. You keep forgetting what you’re doing.” He chuckles, catching me out.
“I am not staring. I am admiring the view.” I quip back and he nearly flips us over when he turns around too fast to look at me. “Do not sink us, your son bet you’d flip over, and I am not letting him win.” I joke, and Lance faces the front again.
“I want a better view. I think you should be in front.” He speaks. I am rather enjoying this arrangement. It’s fun. The entire day is fun. Laughter, water sunshine, a nap by the pool and hanging out like a family. Guilt sneaks up on me when I think that—they’re not my family, even if I wish they were.
SEVENTEEN
LANCE
This weekend away was something I had been dreading, and yet, now that we are here, it’s been one of the best times I can remember having in my life. Sienna and Nova are happy and having fun. I am having fun, which I had forgotten how to do. Honestly, I don’t know when last I tried to have fun for myself. My head is always in ten places at once, and here, I have been able to simply relax and only focus on fun.
I’ve missed doing things with Nova, and this time with Sienna has been more than I had bargained for. She is this breath of fresh air that blew into our lives, and I had no idea how badly I needed it. She’s nothing like anyone I have ever been with in the past. When I am around Sienna, it’s light. I feel alive, like I am ten years younger.
Even when I was married to Nova’s mother and I thought I was in love, I didn’t feel like this. It was never happy, fun, or easy. It was always hard, and I believed that old saying ‘love hurts’, so I just accepted that as how relationships should be. We fought—and actually I think we crossed the line from hate long before we had Nova.
Not one memory I can think of was happy, or joyous. There wasn’t a time when the three of us ever felt like a family, yet I have that here with Sienna and Nova. The whole time we have been here, even at home with her, it feels like a family. I like it—probably too much.
She is everything I never knew I wanted or needed. She is also my employee and will lose her job if anyone ever found out about us. As much as I want to protect her from that, I don’t know if I can. I have to protect Nova too. This isn’t just about me. He is happier since Sienna came along, and when we move, he will lose her too. I am afraid if he gets used to this sense of family, it might be harder for him to move than it already will be. When he had no friends, it made the prospect of saying goodbye to Vegas simple. Now, it’s more complicated and he is only eight—I don’t want him to get hurt.
He will make new friends there, and I will ask the agency to find us a nanny as good as her in New York.No one will be Sienna.I know that.
I only wish she had come into our lives before I decided on this move. I can’t cancel this move now. Certainly not for a woman, that’s not an option. It is too late for us to stay in Vegas. If I had met her sooner, or later once we were already settled, then maybe this could have been more. Because all of me is screaming inside that I want more with her—I want this—all of it. My heart, and other parts of my anatomy want Sienna.
The fact she is temporary causes a physical ache in my chest, this hollow pain and discomfort that makes me think I might need to see a cardiologist just to be sure I am not having a heart attack. When I think of the coming days, the countdown to our move makes me panic, like time is running out too fast and I want to push the brakes. We need a little more time, that’s all I wish for.
