MARISSAWhen we were done there, Annie was entranced with the penguins and had decided that she wanted to work in the aquarium when she grew up. The harbor seal training presentation was next and once it was done, she had changed her tune slightly and announced, “When I grow up, I’m going to be a seal trainer, Mommy.”“You can be whatever you want to be, honey,” I said, squeezing her hand as I smiled down at her. “I think being a seal trainer could be really fun.”To me, the showstopper of the aquarium was the four-story Giant Ocean Tank showing off the colorful inhabitants of its Caribbean coral reef. We watched the divers descending into the tank and when Annie told me she wanted to learn how to dive one day, I agreed wholeheartedly.The aquarium took up most of our morning and a bit of the early afternoon. By the time we were done, we were both ravenous so we headed for lunch at the Chowda Co. at Quincy Market nearby.The atmosphere in the restaurant was great and the food was even
LAYTONSomehow, I managed to get through the day on Friday actually being productive. After Craig left my office, I popped in my earphones and got into the zone, finalizing a few designs that had been sitting for a while.I attributed it to the feeling that had still been lingering after my day out with the girls on the Freedom Trail. The feeling inspired me and helped me to finish and tweak designs I was now excited to finally be able to show my clients.Before I went home for the weekend, I sent all the designs off for finishing touches on the 3D disks to be prepared for the clients, and planned the model for the biggest one. All in all, it was a good day’s work.It didn’t hurt that I had my date with Marissa to look forward to, which was what I was getting ready for as I stood in my closet and grabbed a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a belt. There was a black leather jacket that hung at the back of my closet. I hadn’t worn it since college, but my lips curled into a smile as I tried
LAYTONI caught myself just before I ground my hips into her. If I did that, we weren’t getting out of here tonight. On a low groan, I lifted my head and broke the kiss. “You’d better go finish getting ready so we can leave.”Her cheeks were flushed, her pupils dilated. No doubt I looked the same. Smiling, she nodded. “Sure. Want to come keep me company? I just have to put on some jewelry then I’ll be ready to go. I’ve already taken it out.”“Is it in your bedroom?” I asked, taking deep breaths in an attempt to compose myself.Shooting me a questioning look with narrowed eyes, Marissa’s head bounced up and down. “Of course it’s in my bedroom. Why?”I gave my head a quick shake and moved to her kitchen. “There is no way I should be near you and a bed at the same time right now, unless you’re not hungry and are happy with staying in said bed all night. I’m going to get some water, take your time.”She giggled softly, then sighed. “Yeah, you’re right. No bed around us for now is probably
MARISSAI wasn’t a shy woman by any means, but holy shit I’d never been so bold before in my life. One look at the way Layton’s eyes darkened and grew hungry, and I knew my risk had paid off.His gaze zeroed in on me, his demeanor changing from the easygoing guy I just had dinner with, to the slightly dominant, very horny guy who had been in my kitchen earlier.I loved both sides of him, all sides of him actually, as I’d recently learned. But this was exactly the side of him I needed right now.He got me all hot and bothered earlier, leaving me aching. But now it was finally time for him to undo some of those knots that had started pulling tighter in my stomach and dropping lower all night. Moving toward me with slow, purposeful strides, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it over my dresser.I stood there in my bra and panties, not quite knowing what to do with my hands. They were twitching at my sides, wanting to help him get undressed. But he had me pinned where I stood with tho
MARISSAHis fingers moved, crooking to hit a spot inside me that made me shiver and shake. “I want to live in here, Marissa. I want to spend every minute of every day buried as deep as I can get inside you, and it will still never be enough.”The words he was saying combined with what he was doing to me made me whimper. The muscles in my thighs started quivering and my knees were getting numb.Layton hooked a strong arm around my hips suddenly and straightened up, leaving me feeling hollow and empty when he withdrew his hand. I felt like crying when he stopped, like he was denying me an urgent, blissful release.Noticing my reaction, he set me down on my bed and pushed me until my back hit the beige sheets. “Don’t worry, love. I’m just getting you comfortable. I don’t want you to fall or get hurt.”“Then why are you torturing me right now?” I groaned, writhing as I tried to arch my hips against him.He let out a soft chuckle. “I’ll make it all better in a second. Sometimes you’ve got
LAYTONWaking up with Marissa in my arms was like all my best and sweetest dreams coming true. We both reeked of sex after a night of the most mind blowing experiences I’d ever had. There were no words to describe it.It was sex in the rawest, purest form. But it also felt like something deeper. Even my orgasms seemed to have reached into the depths of my soul, as pathetic as that sounded.I blamed it on three of my most powerful climaxes ever. Rubbing one out in the shower wouldn’t have measured up at all. As painful as it had been to stop, it had totally paid off.Marissa was still fast asleep, her head no longer on my chest where it had been every time I fell asleep during the night, but on my arm. She was still naked, one of her smooth legs hooked over the sheet.My eyes followed the lines of her legs, the curve of her butt and her hip. Up to where her arm covered those amazing breasts before it snaked onto my abdomen.She was so breathtakingly beautiful it hurt. A small smile pla
LAYTONSitting back on my heels, I grabbed Marissa’s hand and waited for her to steady before pulling her in the direction of the bathroom. “You’ve got yourself a deal. Come on, woman. I want to make that dream come true and don’t have nearly enough time to do it in.”Marissa giggled and followed me to her bathroom, where I flipped on the water and kissed her senseless until steam was pouring out of the shower and I deemed the water temperature acceptable. In the end, we had plenty of time to make Marissa’s dream come true.Contrary to what I believed, her dream wasn’t about getting her off at all. But about getting me off. With her mouth. Convincing me to make that dream come true was a hard sell, obviously. Not.I almost tripped in my haste to get into the shower, but Marissa’s resulting giggles were cut off when she dropped to her knees and saw exactly why I was in such a rush. Her lips and her tongue worked me into an even greater frenzy, and when I couldn’t take it anymore I push
MARISSACatching our dinner? Great. Just great. I wasn’t stupid or naive or anything. I knew the fish we ate came from the water and our meat from animals. I wasn’t one of those people who thought those things were grown at the store.I just didn’t know if I liked the idea of being part of the actual catching process. Annie, on the other hand, was super excited.When she said she was all about going fishing for our dinner, she was dead serious. Layton went to his place to get his tackle box and the fishing rods, while Annie proudly went to our garage and came out carrying the little pink rod he got her as a gift last time we went out to go fishing.Denise and I cleaned up after breakfast while Annie got changed into the cutest pair of waders he had bought her after we spotted them in a shop window the day we did the Freedom Trail. Denise turned to me while we were washing dishes, her voice barely above a whisper, but it was clear she was thrilled. “He stayed over?”I felt a flush cree