Page 10 of Finding Our Tomorrow
When we get home, we both run upstairs to change out of our work clothes. When I go to enter my room, Jax stops me. “I want you in my room with me.”
“Do you think we’re moving too fast?” I ask, worried we’re going to lose control and crash and burn.
“We’re living in today,” he says. “Today, I want you in my bed with me.”
After moving my duffel bag of stuff into his room, we change and then go back downstairs to eat our Chinese and watch a movie. He doesn’t find any of the movies he mentioned before, but he seems stoked when he apparently finds another movie he swears everyone needs to watch before they die:Top Gun.
While we watch the movie, Jax holds me close to him. We laugh at the funny stuff the guys do and say. Jax recites his favorite lines along with the guys when they say them, and then when Maverick and Charlie make love, he picks me up, and forgetting about the rest of the movie, carries me up to his room and makes love to me until we’re both unable to move. And then once we’re both completely sated, we fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
Today, I think to myself,was a really good day.And then for the first time in over a year, I allow myself to think about tomorrow.
CHAPTER SEVEN
JAX
The feelof something rubbing against my dick has me waking up. I glance down and grin at the sight of Willow’s perfect round ass currently rubbing up and down my dick. I take a moment to appreciate the sight in front of me. She’s in a tiny black tank top and an even tinier black thong that leaves her plump butt cheeks completely exposed. She wears the same thing to bed every night—only the colors changing. And every morning she wakes me up in the same way. With her ass against my dick.
It’s been a week since she’s moved in here. A week of going to bed and waking up together. A week of flirting and fucking. A week of watching classic movies and getting to know each other. She asked that we keep what’s happening between us quiet until we know for sure it’s going somewhere. Today is a family barbecue, though, and there’s no way I’m keeping what’s happening between us quiet. It’s been hard enough trying to keep my hands off her at work every damn day.
Pushing my boxers down, I release my dick so she’s now rubbing skin to skin. My hand grips the curve of her hip, and she stills, knowing I’m now awake. Then she picks upher ministrations again. Rubbing along my length, which is hardening by the second.
My hand glides up her side and over her tit. I squeeze it hard, and she arches her back. I push the top of her tank down and pinch her nipple. Willow tries to remain quiet, but I catch the tiny sigh that escapes her lips, and it makes me smile.
I love her sighs and moans. Anything that tells me I’m making her happy or satisfied. Pleasuring her. Making her feel good. Until Willow, I never much cared about how a woman felt. They were all just warm bodies to sink into. And I never allowed them to spend the night. With my little sister living with me, and then my niece, I never wanted to set a bad example. And if I spent the night at their place, I’d usually leave before they woke up. But with Willow, all I want to do is spend my days and nights in bed with her.
I push Willow’s hair out of the way, and then her thong, and then leaning forward, I spread her thighs enough that I can sink my dick into her from behind. She helps me by propping her foot up onto the side of my thigh. My lips trail kisses along her delicate neck and collarbone as I slowly move in and out of her.
Her soft sighs turn into loud moans. Her ass pushes back against my pelvis, and she meets me thrust for thrust. I grab ahold of her tit again, pinching and pulling on it, before I go lower, dipping my hand beneath the front of her underwear. She’s soaking wet. I press my thumb against her swollen clit and massage circles. It only takes a few seconds before she explodes. Her pussy clamps down on my dick and her juices soak my fingers. Knowing she’s come, I let myself come as well, shooting my hot seed deep into her.
For a brief moment, an overwhelming sense of sadness hits me, knowing that no matter what we do, no matter how many times I take Willow raw, she’ll never be able to get pregnant. Not because I need a child of my own, but because I’ve seen the wayshe is around other people’s kids, and I know she would make a damn good mom. And because of something out of her control, whether it’s genetic or science or whatever, she’s been robbed of that chance.
And I vow in this moment to make sure every today with Willow is filled with so much love and happiness, she’ll never for a second miss what she can’t have.
“So, you and Willow, huh?”Jase asks, leaning up against the wall of his back patio. I was going to announce our being together at the barbecue, but then I got worried of how they might react. So, instead, I texted him and Quinn to let them know, so when we showed up, they wouldn’t be shocked and make Willow feel uncomfortable. I should’ve known, though, they would have my back. We always have each other’s back.
“I didn’t see it coming,” I admit, watching her, Celeste, and Skyla wading in the pool, probably gossiping about God knows what. “But she’s fucking amazing.”
“And young,” he adds, his tone clear of judgment.
“Ten years younger, but she’s been through a lot. She’s probably more mature than the both of us combined,” I joke. I’m glad when he doesn’t ask me to explain because it’s not my story to tell, and I won’t tell Willow’s story unless she tells me it’s okay.
“If you’re happy then I’m happy.” He pats me on the shoulder. “I have to ask, though. What happens if it doesn’t work out? How will that work with her being employed by us?”
“It will work out,” I tell him. “She’s the one, man. No doubt about it.”
Jase’s cell phone goes off and he pulls it out of his pocket to check it. “Quinn can’t make it. Rick needs her at some function.” He rolls his eyes.
“Leave her alone. She’s in love, and they’re still newlyweds.”
“She can be in love, and they can be newlyweds… Doesn’t mean she has to completely cut us out of her life.”
“Dad, come in the pool!” Skyla yells.
“Duty calls,” Jase says, shrugging his shirt off and running towards the pool. With his legs tucked under him, he jumps into the water, splashing all of the women. Celeste shrieks, Skyla laughs, and Willow splashes him back.
Willow’s eyes meet mine and I nod toward the door. Her eyes light up, but she shakes her head, knowing exactly what I want. I nod and her grin gets wider. I make sure she’s going to follow me in and then I head inside to wait for her.
When I hear her bare feet slapping against the marble floor, I reach out and grab her arm, pulling her into the bathroom and slamming the door behind us.
