LanieTaking my hand, Andrew turned it over on top of the table and ran his fingertips down my palm. âDo you have plans this weekend?ââNo,â I exhaled, finding it hard to think of anything other than the way he was touching me.âGood.â A smile danced at the corner of his mouth. âCome away with me for the weekend. Weâll go to San Juan. Thereâs a resort there I think youâd really like.ââReally?ââMm-hmm.ââThatâs ⊠Wow. When? Friday? What about Raven? When will we be back?âI knew I was asking too many questions, but Andrewâs proposition had made me get excited, and sometimes when that happened, I talked too much.âI was thinking we leave after school on Friday and then come back Sunday afternoon. Or early evening. I talked to Raven about it, and sheâs fine. Karen will be around, so she wonât be alone. What do you say? Can you miss one weekend of yoga for me?âAndrew raised my hand and kissed the inside of my wrist, and I laughed with joy. âI think Iâll get over yoga.ââErica wonât be
AndrewThe wind and rain pummeled the windows, the water beyond the resortâs deck churning. Zeus was real, and he was very, very angry.Sighing, I pressed my fist against my mouth.âAndrew.â A soft touch on my shoulder pulled me away from the window. âWhatâs wrong?â Lanie asked.It took me a few seconds to pry open my clamped jaw. âThe weather isnât looking good. I checked, and it looks like itâs rain all weekend. Iâm sorry. The forecast was all sunny when I booked the other day.âLanie wrinkled her nose. âWho cares about the weather?ââMe. This is supposed to be the perfect trip.âHer hand trailed down my arm. âThereâs no such thing.âI opened my mouth to disagree, but the hostess approached. âMr. Marx, your table is ready.âWith my hand lightly pressed against Lanieâs lower back, we followed the hostess away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, past the roaring fireplace, and to the cozy table at the back of the resortâs restaurant. As we passed other diners, I noted several men check
AndrewLanie laughed. âYou like it?âI swallowed hard. âForget the hot tub. Lay down on this bed and let me lick whipped cream off you.âSmirking, she walked right past me. âI want to test out the hot tub. Just for a while. Wait.â She stopped, and I nearly bumped into her. âIs there whipped cream?âI ran my knuckles over her shoulders. âI can order some. Go get in the hot tub.âShe kept walking and, once again, my eyes fell on her butt. My gaze seemed to be permanently glued there.After ordering champagne and whipped creamâjust in caseâI grabbed two towels and joined Lanie on the porch. The soft lights made her face glow, the steam creating a hazy screen between the two of us.âItâs hot,â she warned, âbut amazing.âI ceremoniously popped the bottle of champagne, the cork flying over the railing.âOh, gosh!â Lanie laughed into her palms. âYou might have hit someone!ââHello!â I called over the balcony. âAnyone alive down there?â Frowning, I looked back to Lanie. âSorry, babe. I donât
LanieâWhere to, maâam?â Andrew asked, kicking the door to the porch closed behind him.âThat way!â I pointed at the bedroom with the champagne bottle.Nipping at my neck, Andrew carried me across the living room and into the suiteâs bedroom, where he set me on the edge of the bed before standing back and looking down at me. Water ran in little rivulets down his neck and chest, making the already delicious muscles that much more lickable.âAnything else your heart currently desires?â he asked.âHm. Let me think.â I dramatically leaned back against my elbows, taking my time appraising his nearly-naked form. âHow about you dance for me?âAndrewâs jaw fell. âDance?ââYep.â Setting the champagne bottle on the floor, I made a big scene of crawling across the bed, shaking my rear as I went. Andrew growled, but I ignored him, grabbing my phone from the bed stand and putting on the first upbeat pop song I came to.âDance,â I repeated, settling against the pillows. I knew I was dripping water
LanieI pierced his gaze with mine. âI want you more than ever.âAndrewâs lips parted, and his breathing quickened. We continued to stare at each other, lust and admiration filling the air till it seemed as if the room would explode from the force of it all.âWait here,â Andrew huskily said.âI wasnât planning on going anywhere.âJumping from the bed, he rummaged through his bag and pulled out a condom. I watched him hungrily, my fingertips itching to get a hold of him. Andrew came toward the bed, but before he got the chance to put the condom on, I shimmied over and kissed the tip of his length.âLanie,â Andrew murmured.How did he do thatâturn my name into music? I wanted to hear it again and again. Lightly stroking the base of his dick, I swiveled my tongue over the tip. A bit of pre-come leaked out, and I swallowed it down. I wanted to taste everything he had to offer me. Nothing could go to waste.Opening my mouth wide, I swallowed him down, not stopping until his tip hit the bac
AndrewI stretched on the bed, my feet meeting a crisp spot in the sheets. My eyes were still heavy, sealed tight after what felt like a decade-long sleep.Rubbing my face, I forced my eyes open. Sunlight was coming through the open curtains, but I must have been really tired because it hadnât woken me up. Instead, Iâd slowly come back to consciousness, embracing the morning only when I finally felt like it.On the left side of the bed, Lanie stirred. She lay on her stomach, hands curled under her chin. Reaching over, I ran my palm down the length of her back. She looked so pristine and angelic sleeping there. For as long as weâd been dating, it was a shame this was only our second time waking up together.I wanted her by my side every morning. In my bed. My kitchen. My office. I wanted her filling up every corner of my life.Feeling my touch, she licked her lips and sleepily blinked her eyes open. I stayed where I was, head propped in my hand and watching her.âHi,â she whispered.âH
LanieThe only thing worse than a tragedy was the silence that followed it.I never knew that beforeânot until I sat in the back of a cab with quiet cutting me to the bone. Next to me, Andrew had given up on calling the hospital, Karen, and the police. None of them had been able to provide him with all the answers he wanted.There was a car accident. Raven was in a coma. Someone else was driving. Come right away. Thatâs all any of them would say.Andrew sat forward, his fist pressed against his mouth, staring at the back of the driverâs seat but surely not seeing it.âHey,â I whispered, my voice cracking.I reached over and took the hand that lay on his knee. It was too cold. Heâd forgotten to put his gloves on. If it werenât for me grabbing his jacket as we rushed out of the hotel room, he wouldnât be wearing that either.âRavenâs a fighter,â I said.His lips twitched, and his eyes stayed where theyâd been the last ten minutes. After getting the call from Karen, we were finally back
LanieKaren answered Andrewâs question. âRavenâs friend Jason was driving.âAndrew stopped pacing to stare at her. âJason? Jason who?âI swallowed. âA friend of hers from school.âAndrew blinked and stared at me. âOkay. How come ⊠Wait, whyâ?ââIâve seen him around,â I explained, hoping that was good enough. Raven and I had talked about Jason some, but those conversations were technically confidential, and sharing them wouldnât change anything currently happening.âJason.â Hands on his hips, Andrew nodded. âDo we have a last name?ââUm.â Before I could answer, he stomped over to the desk. I exchanged a look with Karen, finding her eyes full of fear and despair. Iâd only seen hints of Andrewâs temper before, but I got the sense I was about to experience the full force of it.âI need to know about this Jason kid who was in the car with my daughter, Raven,â he told the woman at the desk.She frowned. âIâm afraid we canât release any information on patients.ââYou have to be kidding me.â
AndrewâHow are you doing?â I rubbed Lanieâs shoulder, feeling silly for asking the question.She huffed out a breath, looking out the window instead of at me.I nodded. Right, then.What was it I learned in that maternity class we took? For the life of me, I couldnât remember one thing. My pulse was racing a million miles an hour, and all my nerves were bunching up in my stomach.Lanie exhaled again, long and low, as she had another contraction.The door opened, and the doctor strode into the room with a big smile. âLetâs check you out,â she said.Lanie just pressed her lips tight together and nodded, her face growing red.âYouâre doing great, honey,â I told her.She smiled up at me, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes. She was ready for this to be over with.Taking her hand, I held it tight as the doctor checked her dilation.âTen centimeters,â she announced. âWeâre ready to push.ââThank god,â Lanie gasped. She gritted her teeth and squeezed my hand so tight, I thought it wa
LanieI whisked the curtains open, taking in the white beach and the sparkling blue water. Palm trees and other foliage covered the far side of the bay. A few people surfed, but other than that, the area was empty.âOh my god,â I breathed. âItâs beautiful.âAndrewâs strong arms wrapped around me from behind. âYeah?â he murmured, laying a kiss on the side of my neck.Weâd gotten to the resort after dark the night before, and all Iâd really gotten to see were the patios and the lobby. Iâd pored over the brochure, though, listing all the things I wanted to do.âI canât believe weâre here for a whole week.â I rested my arms against Andrewâs.âWhat do you want to do today?ââMm.â I leaned against him, thinking about it some. âSunbathe? Take a surfing lesson? I dunno. What do you want to do?ââSpend time with you.âI spun around to face him. âI like that answer.âA knock on the door made me look over his shoulder. âItâs so early. Who is that?âAndrew shrugged but couldnât hide the knowing l
AndrewThe door of the old house opened, and Erica came out first. She smiled at everyone over her bouquet, and a low whistle came from somewhere in the crowd.âInappropriate,â Saxton dramatically gasped under his breath. For a moment, my nerves loosened, and I almost laughedâbut Raven was coming out the door then.She wore a blue dress like Erica, just cut in a different way, with the skirt longer and no sleeves. Smiling wide, she made her way down the aisle. She walked with the slightest limp, one that might have been unnoticeable if you werenât paying attention. It was the one leftover symptom from the car wreck, something that would likely be with her for the rest of her life, as sheâd broken her leg so badly.The limp didnât get her down, though. Overall, sheâd been positive about the whole thing. Now, as she reached the end of the aisle, she looked my way and absolutely glowed.Love and pride filled my heart. Our relationship had gone through some tough times, but the last six m
Andrew3 Months Later â The WeddingâYour tie looks fine,â Bob told me.âHuh?â I dragged my gaze away from the line of trees ringing the field. âWhatâs that?ââYou were messing with your tie again.â Bob grinned. âYou ever wore one of those before?âI frowned. âAlmost every day.âBob clapped me on the back. âI was kidding, Andrew. Relax.âI took in a long breath. âSorry.âAll around us, wedding guests chatted and catering staff hurried to and from. The day was amazing, a balmy June morning. The venue Raven and Lanie had discovered couldnât be more perfect. What was once a mansion on the outskirts of the city had been turned into a preserve complete with hiking trails and a covered area for events.âWere you this nervous?â I asked, looking Bob over.I expected him to answer in the negativeâBob was just that confident about everything. Iâd only asked because I needed to keep myself busy somehow. If I didnât spend the last fifteen minutes before my wedding talking, Iâd probably die of anx
LanieLast night, heâd pulled out every time and played it safe. I knew we were taking baby steps. Going from using a condom every time to suddenly doing away with them was a leap. But I was on birth control, which Iâd told him, and immediate pregnancy was extremely unlikely. I just wanted to know what it felt like to have his come fill me up.âPlease baby,â I moaned. âI want to feel you.âAndrew groaned above me, and his hands tightened on my ass. I was doing him over with this talk, and I knew it. He loved it. And he probably wanted the same thing I did. So I encouraged him again by looking over my shoulder and looking him in the eye as he fucked me.âAndrew,â I purred. âFuck me until you come inside me. Please.âAnd he did. He bucked wildly against me, and I came as he shot his warm silky load inside me. It was what I had needed. A closeness that weâd never experienced before. He was bent over me and kissing my spine and my shoulder blades as his orgasm ebbed away and my body thrum
LanieI woke up in the morning with Andrewâs hand on my hip. I was lying on my side, and he was behind me. I could feel his cock pressed against the small of my back. His breath was on my neck, and his closeness turned me on immediately.I was always horny in the morning, and waking up next to him was intoxicating.It was early. The room wasnât as bright as it would be at say, seven or so in the morning. It must have been earlier, maybe six, possibly just after five. But we were both awake, and I wanted to take advantage of it before I had to leave for work at eight thirty.My life had somehow mended itself. Ericaâs weekend getaway had helped, and so had Andrewâs willingness to take a good hard look at himself in the mirror and figure out what he wanted and whether or not he was willing to do what it took to get it. He shifted against me and yawned deeply.âMorning,â I whispered.His hand moved around my hip to my belly, and he pulled me in closer to him. His cock shifted between my a
AndrewHow had it taken me so long to figure out that this was what I needed? I hadnât felt this good in years, or maybe even a decade, to be honest. Hell, maybe longer. My career had consumed my life. Iâd nearly let it destroy my relationship with my daughter. Had it not been for Lanie, my life would have already imploded. Not only did she rescue the crumbling relationship with the person I loved most in this world, but she also showed me support and kindness and softness.âYouâre a lucky bastard.â I smiled to myself as I rolled out of my chair and made for the kitchen.I chopped up some strawberries and tossed them on a bed of whipped cream. I added a sprinkle of icing sugar and some chocolate drizzle and left it in the fridge so that the whipped cream wouldnât melt by the time Lanie came back down.I waited, much too nervous to do anything but pace the kitchen floor for a whole thirty-five minutes before Lanie appeared in the kitchen doorway. She was wearing a smile that eased my n
AndrewWhen I told Lanie that Raven was home, it took a lot of effort for us to cool down. We were all giggles and flirting as we went to the kitchen and each got a glass of water. Then we went out back to the patio and sat in the sun. Lanie kicked off her sandals, rested her feet in my lap, and let the sun kiss her bare legs. I ran my hands up and down them as she told me all about her weekend with Erica.âIt really was beautiful there,â Lanie said. âWe should go some time. Youâd love the hot springs. I can only imagine how stunning it would be in the winter. And cold.ââIâll take you whenever you want to go.ââIâll tell you when I start to get the itch again.ââGood. What else is new? Tell me.âLanie shrugged and sipped her water. âBesides getting totally pampered all weekend? Not much. I had some good chats with Erica, though, and I was able to sort through some things that were taking up too much space in my mind. Things about us.ââOh?ââWe need to be better at communicating,â sh
LanieâLunch on the corner. I saw you guys walk by and had to come after you.â He ran his hand up my hip to rest it on my waist. âLanie, I have to apologize. Iâm sorry for all this shit the last few weeks. Iâve been an ass. I want to make this work. Really. I want to be with you.âI thought I might start crying. Again. But I held on to my emotions and smiled instead. âI want that too. So badly.âHe kissed me again. My heart raced and tried to fly out of my chest.He broke away and threw his arm out to flag down a passing cab. We both piled into the back seat, and he told the driver his address. Then he pulled me into his lap, pushed my skirt up so he could rest his hands on my bare thighs, and crushed his mouth against mine.âWhat about your car?â I asked him and pressed against him tightly.âFuck it. Iâll get it later.â He slipped his hands into my hair and pulled me down for another long round of kisses.I clung to him and didnât care that there was someone in the car with us. He wa