Unexpected Romance (9 page)

"Maybe
Chris will join you." She swallowed the next burst that tickled
her belly.

"I'll
head to bed, as well," he said.

"Good
night then," Nicole said.

"Don't
forgot what you told me," Corey said.

She
waved over her shoulder. Well, they hadn't fooled anyone.

When
they rounded the corner to the basement stairs, Chris took her hand
again. "A little more space between them and us before I kiss
you," he whispered.

"I
had you going for a minute. Did I look tired?"

He
didn't look as amused. "I didn't know. I said I'd listen to what
you wanted. Maybe you changed your mind."

She
laughed. "Sorry."

"As
it is, it will be weird with them up there." Even though the
bedrooms were on the other end of the basement.

"It
would serve them right. Do you know how many times I've overheard
them
?"

"Don't
need to know. Your room or mine?"

"Unless
you got a bigger bed, mine. Go in, I'll go wash my face then join
you."

He
grabbed her and kissed her quickly. "All right."

Her
heart thudded against her ribs as she went into the bathroom. Her
first time with Chris Boyd, with anyone. She found that she was more
impatient than scared, now that the moment was here. It was down by
the river when she decided. She had never felt so comfortable with a
guy in her life. Or so turned on.

She
washed quickly and followed him to the bedroom. He was staring at her
desk, with his back to her.

"Snooping?"
she asked.

He
turned around, looking so beautiful it made her heart ache. She
hesitated for a moment. Could anyone so beautiful be attracted to
her?

He
came to her and ran his fingers through her hair. She saw in his face
the tenderness and concern he displayed when she told him about her
past.

She
let out the breath she was holding.

"I
wasn't snooping. I was trying to see what I could find about you."

"That's
called snooping. It's okay, if I had something to hide I wouldn't
have let you in." She had already told him more about herself
than everyone else she knew combined. If he asked, she’d tell
him almost anything.

He
cupped the back of her head and drew her forward. He stopped before
their lips touched. "I have never wanted someone as much as I
want you." He sounded awed by the idea.

"Show
me," she said. She pressed her lips to his.

Corey
watched his wife walk across the room. He found himself so distracted
that he was only slightly turned on by her naked state.

"She'll
be okay," Nicole said, sliding on the bed.

Corey
sighed. "It doesn't mean I have to like the state of things."

"They'll
have a fling, she'll have great sex and he'll go on his merry way.
You said he would be sent back soon anyway."

"That
is not helping me at all. She's still a kid, she shouldn't be having
great sex at all." Corey shook his head.

"Yes
she should. We all should have great sex. I hope my kids find great
partners and have great sex."

"You're
thinking about your kids having sex?"

Nicole
shrugged. "Not in detail, good lord. You give me all that I need
for details, sweetie. Well, and maybe Johnny Depp. Nathan Fillion."

"All
right, woman. I got your point."

"I
hope my kids have happy, fulfilled lives. I hope they don't marry too
early or for the wrong reasons." She grinned at him and moved to
straddle his lap. "You're still wearing clothing," she
said, with a mock pout.

He
covered her breasts with his hands. She leaned her head back as he
tugged her nipples then covered one with his mouth. He let his tongue
circle the sensitive spot. He took full advantage of knowing that
since she was pregnant, she was feeling more sensitive than ever.

Her
cool hands wrapped around his cock. He went from half-hard to full-on
at her gentle strokes. She cupped his balls and he groaned. “Have
mercy, love.”

His
fingers found her wet and ready. He rubbed her swollen clit, enjoying
the moans coming from her throat. He was about to slip a finger
inside her when she pushed him back onto the pillows. Her eyes
smoldered as she kissed her way down his athletic torso.

It
took all his self-control to remain still while she wrapped her
beautiful mouth around him. While her mouth worked magic, her fingers
worked his balls.

He
let her go so long as his self-control would allow. He wound his
fingers into her hair and pulled her away. He guided her to her knees
in front of him. His finger on her clit, he plunged into her sopping
pussy.

She
moaned his name, as her body clenched around him. It sent him over
the edge. He exploded deep inside.

Corey
gathered what little strength he had left and eased away from her. He
collapsed on the bed, his chest heaving.

Nicole
stretched beside him, a purr in her throat.

She
propped herself up on her elbow and stroked his chest. "You
know, most of your worry is that Chris is a lot like you used to be.
I think it turned out quite well for me. Indeed, wasn't I part of the
reason you changed your ways?"

"I
suppose," he said, slowly. He thought about kissing her and
ordering her to sleep. She had that look in her eye and tone in her
voice when she was going to be super logical about something and show
him exactly why he was wrong. Maybe he could avoid the whole
discussion by admitting she was right.

"I
am not advocating her marrying Chris or anyone, you should not marry
the first guy you date under most circumstances. And as far as we
know, Tony has never dated anyone else. She doesn't seem the type to
fall in love because she has sex."

He
discarded the idea of telling her she was right. Partly because she
would see right through it and demand to know why she was right, and
partly because he wanted to know where she was going with it.

"If
I'm wrong on those things, and she does fall for him, maybe he'll
fall for her as well and they'll go live happily ever after."

"She'd
better finish college first," he said.

"And
she probably will. Even if she falls for him and he turns out to be
an ass, she won't be the first girl with a broken heart. She will get
over him. And you'll learn how to help a girl with a broken heart,
because god knows you need to know how."

"I
thought we agreed to send the girls to female-only boarding school?
I… I know you're right, but I still don't like it."

"You
keep saying that. And I have to give up and send you to sleep. You
promised a little Miss Princess that you'd take her to the park
tomorrow while Mommy naps."

"That
is one thing I can agree with wholeheartedly."

Chris
pulled back from Tonya's kiss so he could led her to the bed. If she
kept rubbing against him like that, they would have sex on the floor
or against the wall. And he was sure she didn't want her first time
to be like that. He wanted to make it special.

He
pushed the reminder that it was her first time out of his head.

"As
much as I want you, I would be content to lay here all night kissing
you." He sat on the bed next to her. He'd forgotten how
nerve-racking it was to sleep with a woman he cared about. Usually,
his main concern was making sure his partner climaxed at least once
before he did.

He
nipped at her bottom lip. "I think we should get some clothing
off."

She
started wiggling her arms out of her shirt. He helped her pull it
over her head, then removed his. She stopped and stared. "Okay,
I'm going to feel really inadequate now." She reached out and
let her fingers trace over the tattoo on his left pectoral, then down
over the rough waves of his abdomen.

"You
have boobs, you win all the prizes. I have muscles. Boob are better
than muscles."

She
looked at her bra. She didn’t think she had anything
impressive.

"You
need that off as well," he said, reaching behind her and
flicking the clasp off. He pulled it down her arms. It dropped to the
floor.

"They
aren't big or perky, nothing exciting about them."

He
covered them with his hands, fanning her nipples with his thumbs.
"They are perfect." He caught each nipple between his thumb
and finger and rolled them. She closed her eyes with a hiss of air.
"See how they respond. Perfect."

His
cock was ready. He closed his eyes and thought about Corey coming to
kick his ass in the morning. Nope, that didn’t help. He needed
to get his pants off, but then his feelings for her would be very
apparent. He weighed scaring her a little with the extreme discomfort
of his blood being cut off because of his erection.

He
let go of Tonya and stood. He unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them
to the floor. "Thank god," he said, staring down at her.
From her eyes to her knees and back again.

She
was busy staring at him as well. Where his erection distended his
underwear. He hoped keeping them on would reassure her that he meant
to go slow. He really meant to, hoped he could keep to that.

"You
still have pants on." They reached for the button of hers at the
same time. He withdrew his hands. "You do it," he decided.
He watched her a moment then bent to help her tug them off her
ankles.

He
stretched his body out beside her on the bed and kissed her. His hand
stroked her thigh, and he looked into her eyes. Seeing apprehension
and nervousness reflected, he reassured her. "We'll take it
slow. I promise nothing but pleasure."

She
nodded. He brushed his lips over hers, trying to slow his breathing.
He had to focus on her pleasure tonight, another night he would get
to downright fucking. Tonight was for Tonya.

Tony
felt relaxed as Chris stroked her breasts, kissed and sucked on her
nipples. Then he moved his attentions downward. She thought she might
jump of out of her skin with pleasure when his fingers brushed over
her thigh.

Just
the idea of having sex with him made her wet. She could feel the damp
on her thighs when they pressed together. She shuddered from the
anticipation. Her body recalled how he'd made her feel last time and
it wanted more orgasms. Desperately. Repeatedly.

She’d
been dying her baser instincts for a long time. She shuddered as his
fingers traced her slit. Her breath caught in her throat and she
tried to say his name, but it came out as a moan.

He
opened her with his thumb, brushing over her clit. Intense pleasure
shot through her and her legs clamped together. He looked amused.
"You have to keep them apart," he whispered.

She
felt her face heat and she was it was fairly dark in the room. "I
know," she hissed back. "It was instinct. I guess."

He
smiled. "I can always tie you up. Then you can't move."

She
shook her head. With his gentle pressure on her thighs, she eased her
legs apart.

He
brushed over it again. She rocked her hips a little. Another jolt of
pleasure ran through her body. She wasn't going to take long to lose
control. The only person to make her lose control was this guy. Right
now, she couldn't think of a better way to go.

He
pushed one finger inside her body. He laid there, smiling at her,
while he waited for his body to adjust to the intrusion. She wiggled
her hips a little, and he thrust a few times. "Do you like that?
he asked.

She
nodded, biting her bottom lip.

He
continued thrusting his finger in and out of her. She couldn't stop
the low moans and whispers of his name. And when he pushed a finger
against her clit, while he kept fucking her with a finger, her body
quaked.

"let
go," he whispered, his forehead touching hers. "Come for
me."

As
she closed her eyes, she felt the world explode inside her lower
belly. He stroked her thigh while they waited for the shivering to
stop.

She
opened her eyes and tried to sit up. She watched, feeling
embarrassed, as he licked his finger clean of her.

He
picked up on her attention. "Sweetest nectar, straight from the
source." He smiled at her confusion. "So you ready for
what's next?"

"What's
next?” She drew back a little.

"My
cock. I'm going to teach you how to touch me. It's not delicate, but
it's not indestructible either." He took her hand and ran it
over his lower body, where he was still covered.

She
couldn't imagine that flesh could be that hard. she couldn't wait to
feel the length of him, to know what the big deal was. "Undress,"
she urged gently.

Chris
rolled to his back and pushed his jeans and boxers off. Tony watched
his penis bounce about. She reached over and rubbed her hand over the
rounded head. He smiled. She wrapped her hand gently somewhere in the
middle, and she stroked. Very slowly. He put his hand over hers and
squeezed a bit more firmly and helped he stroke faster.