Chapter six

Erica

I knock Devon's front door with the feeling of being watched, but I ignore it. I don't want to alarm her or her mother. I wait a minute before the door opens to reveal Lucia. She was still in her work uniform so my guess is she was just getting home.

She smiles at me and lets me enter. "I just got home. Devon must be in her room. You can go on up, I'll bring snacks in a bit," she says with a smile.

I nod and made my way up to her room. Her door was ajar and I pushed it open. Devon was sprawled in her bed wearing a sports bra and shorts. Her schoolwork spread out over the bed with her fast asleep with a pan in her hand. I smile at the sight and carefully clean her bed of her schoolwork.

I was able to do so without waking her and gingerly removed the pen from her grasp. She shutters a sleepy sigh and adjusts her sleeping position. Her stomach was in plain view and I smiled at the forming bump at her lower abdomen. I cover her with the duvet and turn to see Lucia watching from the doorway with a knowing smile.

I feel my face heat up and follow her to the kitchen. She hands me a bottle of water and asks with a smirk, "Tell me, did you enjoy the view of my half naked daughter?"

"I was just clearing off her bed so she could sleep," I say quietly and drink a sip of water.

"Mmm hmm," she says with a smile. "I saw you checking her out before you covered her with the duvet."

"I was admiring her baby bump, I'll never get to experience it first hand," I choke with a light smile.

I take a seat at the dining room table and pull out the handful of makeup tests and start grading them. Lucia places a plate of cookies and a glass of milk in front of me and I thank her. She sits across from me as I mark the first test. "How did Devon do on the test?"

"She was the only one to get a perfect score," I say with a smile. "She's been one of my best students since I started teaching."

"I'm happy to hear that, she's always been stuck in books and I guess a part of that is my fault and my ex husband," she says with a sigh as tears fill her eyes. "Between his abuse and me never being home, she only had her studies to turn to. Now she has you."

Before I could say anything, Devon was walking out, rubbing her eyes. "Mama, you home," she asks in a groggy whisper, tripping over the threshold from the living room to the dining room.

I quickly stand from my chair to catch her before she hits the floor. My hands held her waist as her hands gripped my upper arms. Her breaths hitch as her eyes meet mine, a breath away from a kiss. "You okay," I ask in a soothing whisper.

"Uh huh," she says in a distracted tone, keeping my eye contact.

Lucia giggles quietly and Devon breaks my eye contact. "Hi Mija," she says with a smile. "Have a nice nap?"

"I fell asleep studying," she says quietly taking a seat at the table and grabbing a cookie from the plate. "Are you home for a while?"

"I told Enrique I needed to be home for a few days," she says with a smile and Devon breaks into relieved sobs.

I took this moment to give them some privacy and enter the kitchen. I take a look at what was available to make for dinner. There was some thawed burger in the fridge, soft taco shells and other ingredients needed to make some tacos. I gather them and get to cooking while Devon and her mother shared a moment alone.

I was in the middle of cooking the burger when I felt arms around my waist. "Smells delicious," Devon whispers in my ear and I shutter at the seduction of her voice. She chuckled in my ear and it sent goosebumps all over. "What's the matter?"

"You're doing things to me with your mother in the next room," I say in a breathy whisper.

"She's in the shower," she whispers delicately in my ear, trailing her fingers over my abdomen. "I woke to the smell of your perfume and when you caught me, I got aroused."

She kisses my neck and my breath shutters with arousal. Her teeth graze the pulse of my neck and I let out a low moan. She gently bites down and I let out a pleasurable growl. I hoist her up on the counter and take her into a passionate kiss. Her arms wrap around my neck and her legs around my waist.

I grip her waist, pulling her closer to me and she moans into the kiss. I trail kisses down to her neck and she grips at my hair. Her breaths turn raspy as I use my thumb to rub her over her clothes. "Erica," she says in a breathy moan.

I look up to meet her eyes as I rub faster and her breaths hitch. Her eyes were hooded and I slipped my finger up her shorts and could feel her dripping in her underwear. Her hips thrust forward allowing my finger to enter her wet core. Her head falls back and her back arches, allowing my finger to rub perfectly with her g-spot.

I curl my finger, applying pressure and she looks at me with a hunger in her eyes. She pulls me in for a steamy kiss, grinding her hips against my finger. I rapidly stroke her g-spot and feel her body spasm against mine. Moments later I feel her walls contract with an orgasm and she stops moving her hips, holding me tightly.

She breaks from the kiss as I remove my hand from her shorts. She looks at me with tears in her eyes and I wasn't sure what to do. I kiss her forehead and she rests her forehead on my chest. "Are you okay," I ask with concern.

She breaks into uncontrolled sobs and I rub her back in comfort. I told her to me as her legs wrap around my waist and walk over to stir up the meat for tacos. Devon turns her face in my neck and lets out a calming breath. She pulls back to look at me with her arms locked around my neck. "Do you regret it," she asks in a wavering whisper.

To show her without words, I give her a passionate kiss. "We don't have to become anything if you aren't ready or don't want to. If you need me to help you again I'd be happy to. I'm okay with whatever you decide," I say in a soothing whisper, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

She lets out a relieved breath and lays her head on my shoulder. "Mija, is everything okay," Lucia asks with concern.

Devon

"I'm feeling hormonal and clingy. Erica was around and let me cling to her," I say quietly as she rubs my back. "Can she stay tonight?"

"That's up to her Mija," my mother says in a soothing tone.

I pulled back enough to meet her eyes and she smiled lightly. I let out a relieved breath and she offered me a taste of the taco meat. I found it rather intimate and thought about what she said before my mom entered the kitchen. She basically said I could use her for sex and she won't expect it in return or a relationship.

"Okay, you're moving in and cooking for me," I say with a smile and she laughs.

This woman before me deserved more than letting me use her for sex, but I don't know if I can give her that. My head screams no, but my heart is pleading yes. It's always been a constant battle between the two. I listened to my heart about Jennifer and it caused her her memory. What if I listen to it about Erica? What happens to her? I know we're just teacher and student, but I can't lose her.

"Devon," Erica chokes with tears in her eyes. I realize I'm sitting on the counter with her caressing my face.

"Yeah," I say in a distant whisper and she breaks into relieved sobs, taking me in her arms. I scrunch her hair at the back of her head and say in a soothing whisper, "I'm sorry."

I look at my mother and saw she had tears in her eyes and look at her confused. "You spaced out for several minutes," she chokes quietly.

"I was thinking about what you said earlier," I say quietly and she looks at me with tears stuck to her cheeks. I wipe them away and say with a light smile, "We can talk about it later. The baby really wants those tacos you made."

She laughs through her tears and leans down to kiss my belly. "We shouldn't make her wait then," she says with a smile.

"Her," I choke with a light smile.

"Any girl would be lucky to have a mother like you, so yes, her," she says with a smile as she helps me off the counter.

I had no words worth saying that would show what she said meant to me. I kiss her cheek and head over to make a taco. My mother smirks at me and I look at her confused. She lets out a sigh and says softly, "Mija, I know you're still upset bout Jennifer, but how do you feel towards Erica?"

I look over at Erica as she was making her own taco and choke quietly, "It's hard to explain because I don't even know. My head says no, but... "

"Your heart says yes," she says with understanding and I nod vigorously. She takes me in her arms and says, "You felt the same about Jennifer and now she has no memory of you."

"Tengo miedo (I'm scared)," I say in a wavering whisper. "No puedo perderla a ella también (I can't lose her too)."

"Lo sé Mija (I know)," she says in sympathy.

"I'm sorry if what I said upset you," Erica says apologetically and I look at her. "I can go..."

"That's not what is upsetting her," my mother says with a light smile. She kisses my forehead and says, "I'll give you girls privacy."

She heads upstairs and Erica looks at me confused. "My head says no, but my heart says yes, but I'm scared. I listened to my feelings for Jennifer and it left me pregnant and her memory lost. I'm scared I'll lose you too and I can't," I say in a wavering whisper. "You make me feel things I never felt with Jennifer and I want to hold onto that."

"I already told you I don't plan on going anywhere," she says in a soothing whisper, wiping my eyes. "Let me prove that to you."

We were in my room after dinner. Her lips brush mine and my breaths hitch. She asks with her eyes to keep going and I nod lightly. She lifts my shirt over my head and keeps my eye contact. She lowers my shorts, leaving me in my underwear before her.

She starts kissing my neck and my brain turns to mush. Next thing I know, I'm naked with her hovering between my legs on my bed. She was kissing her way to my breasts and I wrap my arms around her. Her tongue swirls my nipple and I let out a low moan.

Her hands slowly trail down my sides as she sucks my nipple into her mouth. I arch my back as her hand delves between my legs and I whimper for her touch. Her movement was so abrupt that I thought I'd orgasm right then. Two of her fingers slowly work at my core and my hips quiver to her tease.

"Erica," I plead in a breathy whisper.

"Shh, let me take care of you," she says in a soothing whisper and I nod vigorously.

Her lips leave a velvet trail of kiss from my breasts to my stomach and I moan. I grasp her hair as she slowly lets her mouth meet her hand. She looks up for permission and I whimper. She smiles before removing her fingers. I'm about to protest when I felt her tongue swirl my clit. I flex my hips and it sends her tongue deep inside me.

My legs tremble and she wraps her arms around my thighs, holding them open. Her mouth moves to my clit and I moan. I know my mother can hear us, but it doesn't make me want to stop. I don't want to stop. Jennifer never made me feel this good and I wanted more. I needed more.

Her fingers plunge inside me and my back arches, shoving my core in her face. "Dios mío, más rápido por favor (Oh my God, faster please)," I growl in a moan and she looks at me while still sucking my clit. I realize I spoke in Spanish. "Faster, make love to me."

Tears fill her eyes and she crawls up between my legs. I realize she was also naked and positions herself against me. I gasp at her presence and we hold eye contact as she grinds her core against mine. We moan in harmony and she gradually picks up speed. Tears roll down our cheeks and her lips crash against mine.

Our lips move in a passionate rhythm and I could feel myself ready to orgasm. I moved my hips against hers and it felt like pure ecstasy. I dug my nails in her shoulders as we both came together. She looks down at me, tears in both our eyes and both of our breaths raspy.

"Give us a chance, please," she begs in a pleading whisper and I nod vigorously.