Page 80 of Time for Change

I nod in appreciation and take one last look at Gianna, who is letting Lizzie braid her hair, and Christian, who is squealing in delight with a small herd of rowdy boys. “Thank you for inviting us,” I tell Madelyn before casually making my way toward the kitchen.

I push through the swinging doors and find the woman who monopolizes my every waking thought standing at the counter, talking to BJ. As soon as she spots me, a wide smile spreads across her face.

“Hi, Jack,” BJ singsongs, giving me a cheeky grin.

“Hello, BJ. How are you?”

“Well, thanks.” Stevie’s sister clears her throat and adds, “I was just getting ready to go check the snack table. I’ll be back in just a bit.” She throws in a wink and walks out of the kitchen, leaving Stevie and me alone.

“Hey, you,” she says, slowly approaching.

“Hi.” When we meet in the middle of the room, I glance over my shoulder to make sure we’re alone. Then, I lean forward and brush my lips across hers. “I’ve been thinking about you all damn day.”

She chuckles. “You’ve been thinking about my nipple.”

“Can’t deny that, Sweets,” I tell her, reaching out and pulling her gently against me. I’m careful not to brush my chest against hers, fearing I’ll hurt her fresh piercing. “How does it feel today?”

“Very sore, and a little swollen still. BJ says that could last a few weeks.”

“So just a few more weeks and I can get my mouth on it, huh?”

She sighs, turning her head and granting me access to her neck. I oblige, bending down and trailing my lips down the soft skin. “And on Tuesday you can see it,” she replies, knowing my kids will be back with their mom.

“Or…”

“Or?” she asks, giving me a curious look.

I glance around, take her hand, and pull her into what appears to be a large pantry. Fortunately, there’s a light in here, and as soon as the door is closed behind me, it bathes us both in plenty of light. “Or, I could take a quick peek at it now.”

Her eyes widen and she looks over my shoulder at the closed door. “What if someone finds us?”

“Then, we better be quick, huh?” I suggest, kissing gently across her jaw.

The next thing I know, she’s carefully lifting her oversized sweater, exposing two perfect breasts. “Jesus, you’re not wearing a bra?” I bite through gritted teeth, doing everything I can to keep my hands to myself.

She shrugs. “It is more comfortable without one, though BJ said a bra could help with the friction.”

I bend down and suck her unpierced nipple into my mouth. “I fucking love BJ,” I mutter. “She has the best ideas.”

“Doesn’t she?” Stevie coos, running her fingers through my hair.

I pull back, taking in the sight of Stevie with a steel bar through her right nipple. I’m hard as stone, but I ignore my cock and keep my focus on memorizing the beauty before me.

Stevie adjusts her sweater, covering her tits, much to my dismay. “How are the kids?”

I take her in my arms, once again careful not to hurt her. “Good. They’re playing with new friends.”

“I’m glad you came,” she whispers, brushing her lips across the stubble on my neck. “I wish we could be alone, but I’ll take you anyway I can get you.”

“Same, Sweets. Very much the same.”

Suddenly, before I can do anything stupid like bend her over and have my wicked way with her, there’s a knock on the door. “Umm, hate to break up the party, but Christian is looking for his dad,” BJ hollers.

“Shit,” I mutter, placing one more chaste kiss on her lips. “We better get out there.”

“You go first,” she suggests, standing up and straightening her clothes and hair.

“Actually,” I mumble, glancing down at the tent I’m pitching. “I need a minute. You go.”

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