LeilaI gave in to the need. I needed him. I had needed him since the last time his lips had touched mine. The man was addictive. He was the worst kind of addiction. He could cost me everything and yet, I didn’t care.My hands ran up his back and into his short hair, pulling him closer as I pressed my body against his. I rubbed myself against his firm body, groaning with pleasure as I felt him spring to life. Knowing a man as handsome as he was wanted me was intoxicating. I felt wrapped up in a spell of lust with no way to break it accept to ride through it. Riding him through it sounded very intriguing.His hands dropped to my butt, squeezing and kneading as he rocked against me. If the man wasn’t careful, I was going to climb him on the spot. I felt ravenous, like I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted more. I could practically feel my nails grow as I scoured them down his back. I felt like a cat in heat, rubbing against him.His hands tangled in my hair before he pulled my head bac
LeilaI smiled, reaching up and cupping his cheek. “Here this is. Take it. Take it all.”He jerked once, then again, thrusting so hard I slid across the bed several inches. I cried out, holding onto his shoulders as his body rocked hard and deep inside me. I felt uninhibited, giving in to my body’s demands. I groaned and shouted and completely lost myself in what he was doing to my body.“Yes,” he shouted when my body erupted into flames around him.I had closed my eyes, sailing away on the orgasm that washed me out to sea. “Yes,” I repeated, drawing out the word.He kept moving, his stamina remarkable for a man of his age. I held on tight, ready to go along for the ride. I arched up, taking him in deeper. His jaw was set in a hard line as he chased the orgasm. I pushed against his chest hard, nearly throwing him off the bed.He looked at me with shock. “Leila?”“Roll onto your back,” I barked.His surprise was replaced with obvious lust. He did as I ordered, dropping onto his back an
ChristopherI woke with a start. I was not used to having a woman in my bed. There was a split second of alarm before I went through a series of emotions as I surfaced into the conscious world. For a fleeting second, I thought it was Carlie. As I awoke further, I knew it wasn’t. I hadn’t been that drunk the night before. I knew Carlie was gone. I knew I had taken Leila home and I knew I had enjoyed every minute with her.I turned my head and looked at the sea of blonde hair draped over my pillow and resting on my bare shoulder. A smile spread across my face. I reached up, running my fingers through the silky length. I had no regrets. I was happy to have her in my bed. I wouldn’t mind waking up to her beside me again.I very carefully got out of bed, pulling on my underwear and then some sweats before quietly leaving the room. I made my way down the hall and knocked on Olin’s door. When there wasn’t an answer, I pushed it open, finding an empty bed. Part of me was relieved I wouldn’t h
ChristopherWhen I returned to the kitchen, Leila was out on the patio, cupping both hands around the cup. I smiled at the scene. I imagined I looked the exact same way every morning. The warmth of the cup went a long way to warding off the chill of the morning. I opened the door and joined her inhaling the fresh air.“It is so nice out here,” she said with a reverent tone. “I love this view.”I nodded. “I agree. I love it out here in the morning. I usually get up early just so I can be out here and watch the sunrise. I could never do this in Minnesota.”She laughed. “I imagine you would freeze within minutes.”“Seconds,” I quipped. “Hell, the coffee would freeze before I could get it down.”She looked me up and down. “You got dressed fast. I’m ready when you are,” she said.I opened the door and gestured for her to go in first. We left our cups on the counter and headed out the door to my truck.“I think I should tell you a little more about me,” I started after we got in the truck a
LeilaI took the towel off of my head and used it to wipe the mirror as I stared at my reflection. I took in the green eyes, blonde hair, and the thick shoulders. I didn’t have one of those slender necks with the pronounced collar bones. I stared at myself, wondering what it was that Christopher saw. He had called me beautiful. Several times.He made me feel beautiful. I changed into a pair of jeans and a clean sweater. I was brushing out my damp hair when I heard a car door. I walked out of the bathroom, checked out the window, and saw Kami standing there wearing the same clothes she had on the night before.I pulled open the door and put a hand on my hip. “Dirty, dirty, dirty girl. And I’m mad at you.”“Look who’s dirty,” she said walking in.“I just got out of the shower.”“Because you just got home.”I scowled. “How do you know that?”Her eyes widened. “Oh my god! I was only guessing! I knew it!”“You didn’t know anything.”She flopped onto my couch. “How was it?”“No, I’m mad at
Leila“You’re way into him. I didn’t think you would ever find a man that gave you that glow, but you have. Leila, you have to see this is too good to walk away from. He’s made you smile. You’re glowing. You’re into him. Don’t deny yourself the luxury of falling in love and being loved in return,” Kami said.I sighed, wanting to buy into the idea but it was scary to think of loving another person. I didn’t want to be abandoned—again. I wasn’t necessarily jaded, but I was guarded. “I don’t know if he could love me. After seeing his house and learning he is a widower, I think we’re from two very different worlds.”She shrugged a shoulder. “So? Opposites attract. Hell, if he is well-off and you do lose your job because you hooked up with him, he can take care of you.”“No. Absolutely not. No one is taking care of me but me.”“I want you to forget all those preconceptions you have. I want you to pretend you were born yesterday and you came from a perfect family with all the love and suppo
ChristopherAs I pulled off the road onto my long driveway, I saw an unfamiliar car. At first, cold, icy fear rested in my gut. A strange car was never a good thing. When I saw Olin get out of the car and wave, I was immediately flooded with relief. Olin was home. He was in one piece. I hadn’t realized just how nervous I had been until I saw him walking into the house.I parked inside the garage and caught a glimpse of Olin’s ride driving away. I watched through the small windows in the garage door, appreciating that the driver was traveling slowly. That made me feel better about Olin riding with the kid. I went inside, anxious to see how his night had gone and to make sure he was in good health. I was trying to be the cool dad, but I had been worried about him. If he was hungover, I was going to be pissed. I’d try to keep it cool, but I didn’t need the kid partying like he was a frat boy.“Olin!” I called out as I walked in from the garage.“In here,” he answered.I headed for the ki
Christopher“I know you. I know you’re trying to figure out what comes next. I told you before, it’s time to move on.”“And you’re sure you’re okay with that?”He shrugged. “I am. I don’t want to know details and I’m not going to call anyone Mom and I don’t want some chic coming in here thinking she’s going to be bossing me around, but I’m cool if you spend time with a lady.”I chuckled. “God forbid anyone tries to boss you around.”“You know what I mean.”I nodded with understanding. “I do. I’ll make sure any woman that comes home with me knows she is not to boss you around—within reason.”He made a growling sound. “Dad—”“I get it, I do, but as long as you are respectful of anyone that comes through that door, I will be okay with it.”“Fine,” he answered.I handed him the buttered waffles and the container of syrup. “Anything else you want to talk about?”He smirked. “Yes, how about that car?”“I’m still thinking about it, but know this, I won’t be buying you a fifty-thousand-dollar