Page 84 of Before We Fell

Lauren huffed and pressed her lips together. “That word is hard for you to say, isn’t it.”

Sassy woman. I smacked her ass playfully and kissed her. “I admit I haven’t used it a lot in my life.”

She laughed, and I took advantage of the moment by pulling her closer, bucking my hips until she was settled on top of me. She was still wearing a sexy as hell red lace nightgown that cut off just below her ass. The deep V showed all her glorious cleavage and her nipples were perfect points, peeking out through the lace. At the back, lace crisscrossed over it and when I took her on her knees earlier, I’d almost ripped it apart in my struggle to touch every part of her.

It was almost as sexy as the black one she’d worn last night that had cutouts at the sides of her stomach.

“So, now that we’ve decided you’re definitely staying, what else do you think we should do?”

“I thought you just told me to relax and sleep.”

I had. With her straddling my hips, my dick was taking notice, and sleep was suddenly the last thing on my mind. Goddamn. Earlier, I gave her two orgasms and had one of my own I still felt in my drained balls. “Maybe I have other ideas right now.”

“Yeah?” She tipped her head and one of her hands on my chest reached behind her. Her fingers curled around my hard dick, pumping it slowly. “Like what?”

It felt too good. Her soft flesh on me. Her sex pressed to my stomach. I enjoyed the moment for a minute or two until my hips were thrusting, pumping up into her tightened fist.

My hands curled around her hips, fingertips dug into the soft globes of her ass and I pulled her toward me. Her hand yanked off my dick and flew to the headboard behind me as I settled her on my face.

I pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh, swiped my tongue through her crease. “Let me show you.”

Her head fell back, tips of her hair brushed against my stomach, over my hard dick as I ate her, and I took hours to show her everything I thought of and by the time we finally fell asleep, Lauren passing out quickly after two more orgasms and I cleaned her, I barely remembered to set the alarm, just in case I didn’t wake up at my standard time.

But all of it meant I went to bed with my chest curled to Lauren’s back, my spent dick pressed against the crease of her ass, and I had the best night of sleep I’d ever experienced.

Twenty-Six

Lauren

Where are you?Riley’s spinning all over the place.

Laughing at the text from Noah, I set my phone back down on my vanity and quickly finished applying my mascara.

Who could blame the girl? She was, after all, dressed up like a ballerina, and the countdown to Trick-Or-Treat was quickly winding down.

I still had ten minutes before we agreed I’d come over and spend the night walking through the streets of Carlton with them. I already had my front porch lights on, a chalkboard with a note requesting kids only take two pieces of the candies I left out in a bowl. I’d set my teal pumpkins out days ago so I wouldn’t forget, and earlier this week, I’d spent hours with Noah and Riley carving pumpkins in my kitchen, so they were all lit and ready to go as well.

Since we got back from Kansas City, life had turned so instantly wonderful, some mornings, I still woke up, usually next to Noah, and for a moment, I believed I was still in a dream.

It stunned me, how quickly things could change. How easily Noah shed his vulnerability, previously masked by anger and cocky behavior, and let me in.

And more so, how much Riley flourished when we were together. She still didn’t laugh much. I often spotted her looking at me, in some questioning way, but yet we’d fallen into an easy rhythm. I sometimes went over there for dinner, sometimes I didn’t come until after she was already asleep.

Last night, Noah had almost apologetically told me that Wednesdays were the night he reserved for he and Riley to go have fun. I didn’t see them at all. But he’d been sweet, like he hadn’t wanted to upset me, or didn’t want me to feel left out.

Instead, I happily stayed home, graded tests and spent a few hours designing and updating classroom decor for my Etsy store. The orders usually slowed down once school started, but it was also a given I’d see an increase in sales before the Holidays.

We were finding our rhythm as a couple, figuring out how to incorporate each other into our lives while still giving ourselves what we needed and sometimes the easiness of it, along with the intensity I felt when I was around Noah, scared me.

I’d never had something so good, so pure in my life.

Still, that goodness and purity would vanish in a second if I didn’t get my butt to Noah’s before Riley spun herself into a tantrum of epic proportions.

On that thought, I texted Noah and let him know I was on my way. I double checked the front lights were on and the back sliding door was locked before I headed out the front door, making sure I locked up there, as well. Usually I left my back door opened, but on a night when so many people were out I was extra cautious.

Jogging through my side and back yard, I made quick work of pushing the brush to the side, crunching on one sweet gum tree seed ball on my way. Nasty little things. Worse than stepped on Legos barefoot.

Which reminded me I had to get collecting them for Tinley. She made beautiful fall and holiday wreaths out of them every year.

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