correctly. Now that I have you here, I’m not sure I will ever get enough of you,” I say, then I glide him into my mouth and as far back as I can go. He hisses and grabs the back of my head to still me.
“Do that again and I’m not going to last very long,” he groans his warning. I get it, but I don’t care. I’m not sure how many times I’ll be able to enjoy him, and as much as it hurts my heart, I have to get everything while I can.
12
Tatum
She’s relentless. I warned her twice that I won’t last, but it’s like she has to taste me. I’m not complaining. Her fucking mouth is incredible, but next time I will be the one in control. I can’t wait to explore her.
Next time.
First, we have something to clear up with those thugs. Hopefully we get a next time. Hopefully we have forever to explore each other. The thought of being with someone for the rest of my life no longer scares me. What scares me now is losing her before I’m able to tell her how I really feel.
“Listen,” I start as stands in front of me grinning. It’s taking everything I have not to take her against this door. “I need to get cleaned up, then we need to talk.” She sighs and I reach over and take her chin, moving her face up to look me in the eyes. “Shower with me?”
She smiles and nods slowly.
I must be a glutton for punishment.
She slowly undresses me the rest of the way in the foyer and I follow her to the bathroom. I’m sporting a massive hard-on that’s throbbing with need, but I don’t push her. She’s got a sadness to her… an aura about her… something different that I can’t place.
As we get dressed, she stops and looks at me.
“Brian’s still alive,” she blurts, then looks down and starts fidgeting with the button on her pants. I see the tears slip down her cheek and a rush of air leaves me.
Feeling the rage build inside of me, I stare at her as she steels herself for what she’s about to say. “I don’t know why or what he wants. I don’t know what the hell is going on. The only thing I do know is that these men are relentless and will kill, have killed, to get what they want. I think I’m falling in love with you and I don’t want you messed up with this. I couldn’t live with myself if you were injured because of this.”
Ok brain, now would be a good time to start processing through what she just said. Her husband’s still alive? I saw the death certificate in her file, though. What type of person is he if he’d do that?
There’s no way in hell I’m leaving her to this. And what the hell is this about love? I have never felt something as strong as I feel for her. I’ve also never told anyone other than my parents that I love them.
“Wow. Okay.” Are the only words that come out of my mouth. I feel like a douche, but that’s a lot to take in right now. I’ve only known her for a couple of days, and sure I can’t stop thinking about her, the way she smiles, the way she smells… hell if I knew what love really was I’d probably think I love her back. As it is, I’ve only been burned by those I’ve loved in the past.
She looks up at me with so much hurt and anger in her eyes, but it’s mixed with hope. She wants me to say it back and as much as I feel about her, this is not the time nor place to start planning our future. Terrible men are out to kill us if we don’t give them what they want. We need to keep our heads on straight.
“Listen, Molly, one thing at a time. Brian is your husband, correct?”
“Technically, no…. Since he’s dead. Oh hell, I don’t know! What the hell am I supposed to do Tatum!?” She crumbles on the floor. I go to her and wrap her in my arms. Assuring her we will figure everything out. It’s all I can do. I need to make some calls. Calls to the people I never wanted to speak to again.
***
Molly falls asleep on the couch shortly after the bomb that she dropped on me. I have a strange sense of euphoria even though we have someone out for
“Do that again and I’m not going to last very long,” he groans his warning. I get it, but I don’t care. I’m not sure how many times I’ll be able to enjoy him, and as much as it hurts my heart, I have to get everything while I can.
12
Tatum
She’s relentless. I warned her twice that I won’t last, but it’s like she has to taste me. I’m not complaining. Her fucking mouth is incredible, but next time I will be the one in control. I can’t wait to explore her.
Next time.
First, we have something to clear up with those thugs. Hopefully we get a next time. Hopefully we have forever to explore each other. The thought of being with someone for the rest of my life no longer scares me. What scares me now is losing her before I’m able to tell her how I really feel.
“Listen,” I start as stands in front of me grinning. It’s taking everything I have not to take her against this door. “I need to get cleaned up, then we need to talk.” She sighs and I reach over and take her chin, moving her face up to look me in the eyes. “Shower with me?”
She smiles and nods slowly.
I must be a glutton for punishment.
She slowly undresses me the rest of the way in the foyer and I follow her to the bathroom. I’m sporting a massive hard-on that’s throbbing with need, but I don’t push her. She’s got a sadness to her… an aura about her… something different that I can’t place.
As we get dressed, she stops and looks at me.
“Brian’s still alive,” she blurts, then looks down and starts fidgeting with the button on her pants. I see the tears slip down her cheek and a rush of air leaves me.
Feeling the rage build inside of me, I stare at her as she steels herself for what she’s about to say. “I don’t know why or what he wants. I don’t know what the hell is going on. The only thing I do know is that these men are relentless and will kill, have killed, to get what they want. I think I’m falling in love with you and I don’t want you messed up with this. I couldn’t live with myself if you were injured because of this.”
Ok brain, now would be a good time to start processing through what she just said. Her husband’s still alive? I saw the death certificate in her file, though. What type of person is he if he’d do that?
There’s no way in hell I’m leaving her to this. And what the hell is this about love? I have never felt something as strong as I feel for her. I’ve also never told anyone other than my parents that I love them.
“Wow. Okay.” Are the only words that come out of my mouth. I feel like a douche, but that’s a lot to take in right now. I’ve only known her for a couple of days, and sure I can’t stop thinking about her, the way she smiles, the way she smells… hell if I knew what love really was I’d probably think I love her back. As it is, I’ve only been burned by those I’ve loved in the past.
She looks up at me with so much hurt and anger in her eyes, but it’s mixed with hope. She wants me to say it back and as much as I feel about her, this is not the time nor place to start planning our future. Terrible men are out to kill us if we don’t give them what they want. We need to keep our heads on straight.
“Listen, Molly, one thing at a time. Brian is your husband, correct?”
“Technically, no…. Since he’s dead. Oh hell, I don’t know! What the hell am I supposed to do Tatum!?” She crumbles on the floor. I go to her and wrap her in my arms. Assuring her we will figure everything out. It’s all I can do. I need to make some calls. Calls to the people I never wanted to speak to again.
***
Molly falls asleep on the couch shortly after the bomb that she dropped on me. I have a strange sense of euphoria even though we have someone out for
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