Single All the Way (Single Dads of Dragonfly Lake #2)

Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen

Ben

W hen the woman who was your teenage crush nearly twenty years ago proposes getting naked, you don’t take the time to think through the downside.

As I swept Emerson into my arms cradle-style and hightailed it to my bedroom, I wasn’t sure there was a downside. There was only this beautiful woman with full, tantalizing tits I hadn’t had the privilege of laying my eyes on yet, kissing me till my eyes crossed, suggesting we screw.

Sign me the hell up. Every day.

When I got her in my room, I lowered her feet to the floor, went to the nightstand, and flipped the lamp on low, bathing the room in a dim, warm light. I wasted no time returning to Emerson, who watched me, looking…hesitant? Hadn’t she been the one to suggest this?

“Something wrong?” I said, cradling her cheek in my palm and guiding her chin up so she’d look at me. I was confused. She hadn’t flinched when she’d stood in my kitchen and propositioned me.

Her gaze darted toward the lamp, and her chest rose with a deep breath in.

I held my breath, my gaze locked on her, afraid she was having second thoughts.

“I’m…still trying to lose weight from my pregnancies.”

“Oh,” I said on a relieved exhalation. In my opinion, she didn’t need to lose a pound. “Beautiful, sexy Ems, I want you exactly the way you are. Every curve just as it is.”

She still looked uncertain, so I pulled her body against my erection. “Does this tell you how sexy I think you are?”

Her eyes fluttered shut. “Mmm. I guess you can’t fake that.”

“If you’d feel better with the lights off, we can do that, but I assure you I will fucking love every inch of your body because it’s yours.”

She met my gaze, seemed to measure my words and turn them over in her mind. “The light’s okay,” she whispered as she lifted my thermal shirt up my chest, her fingers teasing me along the way. I took over from her and yanked it the rest of the way off, then tossed it on the floor.

As she ran her hands up my chest, seeming to like what she saw, I kissed her again, hoping to get her back to where we’d been a few minutes ago in the kitchen so she’d forget about her self-consciousness.

I tunneled my fingers through her gorgeous silky hair, angling her head, plunging my tongue between her lips so I could taste her, feel her heat.

I knew Emerson was right there with me, about to combust, when I felt her fingers at the button on my jeans. She had it undone in a heartbeat, then unzipped them. Pulsing with need, my dick was jutting out of my boxer briefs. When I thought she’d shove my pants down, instead she touched my tip, dipped her fingers into my underwear, and grasped me, pulling a groan from me.

“Fuck,” I bit out, my head falling back at the heavenly feel of her touch. “Let me catch up.”

I fumbled with the buttons on her flannel pajama top, my fingers feeling big and clumsy at first. My hands shook with need. I was thirty-five years old, and I felt like this was my first time with a woman. It’d been a while, a long while, but not so long I didn’t know what I was doing. I guess that’s what happened when you’d been hot for a girl so many years ago, then finally had her in your bedroom.

When the last button was unfastened, I left her top in place while I undid the drawstring of her pants. I kissed her again, forcing myself to slow down. I tended to her mouth, exploring it, relishing the connection I’d longed for for so long. She was turning me inside out just with her mouth on mine, with the sexy gasps and moans she made, the way her fingers clung to my nape, holding me close and insistently.

She arched into my chest, teasing me with her breasts mostly covered by flannel. With our mouths still connected, I filled my palm with one ample, luscious globe, eliciting a sexy, slow moan from her as she pushed into my hand.

I tugged the top off her shoulders. It fell to the floor, and I palmed both of her tits, desperate to touch every millimeter of her soft, supple flesh. Ending our kiss, I bent down to suck her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip, teasing it with my teeth.

“Oh, God,” she breathed out.

I needed her stretched out on her back on my bed so I could take the next twelve hours to worship her body at my leisure. At the same time, I was aching to bury my dick deep inside of her till both of us exploded.

I reluctantly lifted my mouth from her, straightening and directing her backward to the edge of the mattress. As I dipped my hands into her shorts and sent them tumbling to her ankles, I distracted her with another hot, fervent kiss on the lips, my hands sliding to her tantalizing ass once it was bare.

“You still okay with this?” I asked, knowing once I laid her out on my bed, it would be damn hard to stop.

“More than,” she said, shoving my jeans and boxer briefs down.

I stepped out of my pants and kicked them aside as she did the same. My hands were on her hips, our bodies flush from knee to chest. I was dying to feast my eyes on her but also conscious of her timidness. If only she could grasp how much she had me about to come out of my skin just with the feel of her body, she’d understand there was no possible way I wouldn’t love how she looked.

We eased onto the bed, and she shifted up so her head was on my pillow, pulling me with her by one hand, our gazes locked intently. I pressed a kiss to her lips, then could no longer resist. I kneeled between her knees and feasted my eyes on her.

“Jesus,” I growled out. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ems. Don’t you ever, ever feel shy about your gorgeous body.”

I lowered to her breasts and filled my hands and mouth with them, spending a good long time showing her how much I adored her. I couldn’t remember ever being so turned on.

Eventually I trailed kisses lower, until I was nestled between her legs, loving her with my tongue, tasting her intimately, my blood pounding through me.

I set out to see how many times I could make her come, with my tongue, with my fingers. Hearing my name on her lips as she shattered… I’d never, ever forget what that was like, would never tire of it.

Her body responded to me as if we’d been together for decades, not minutes. After her third orgasm, she went limp, breathing hard.

“Ben.”

When I glanced up at her face from between her legs, her expression was lust-drunk, satisfied, and a little disbelieving.

“Mm-hmm?”

“What are you doing to me?” she asked on an exhale.

I feigned concern. “You don’t like it?”

“I’m not sure I can survive it.” She let out a lazy, satiated laugh as she tugged at me. “Come here.”

I stretched over her body until we were face-to-face, then kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue and lips. Blood pounded through my cock as it nestled against her softness.

“It’s your turn,” she whispered as she kneaded my ass with one hand and ran her foot over the back of my calf, her body cradling me closer. “Do you have protection?”

A laugh slipped out of me as I remembered the gift from West. “As a matter of fact, I do.”

“What’s so funny?”

I kissed her a few more times, then rolled to the side of the bed to get my box of thirty-six. “West Aldridge got my name in the gift exchange for my single dads’ group. Smart ass gave me supplies for romance since you’re living here, including a big box of condoms.”

“Oh, my God. For you and me?”

“Quit looking so mortified. Thanks to him, we have protection.”

“How did he know?” she asked, cracking a grin as I stood, went to the top drawer in my dresser, and took out the box.

“He didn’t, technically. What he knew is I have a hot woman living with me. He didn’t want me to miss an opportunity.”

I opened the box, took out a packet, and ripped it open, watching her as she thought that over.

“Well then, thank you, West,” she said lightly, her eyes roving hungrily over my erection as I sheathed it. Then she went serious again. “We’re not going public though, right? This is between us.”

“It’s between us.” I crawled back over her, her legs falling away as I positioned myself at her opening. “People can think what they want. They already do.”

Before she could ponder that too hard, I pushed into her slowly, biting down on the inside of my cheek to keep myself in check, remembering it’d been a while for her.

Emerson gasped, then bit her lip, her head falling back and eyes closing. I watched her face for any sign of discomfort or doubt, but what I saw was bliss that mirrored mine. Because her tight, wet channel felt like fucking heaven.

She looked like the goddess of my dreams, with her gorgeous hair spread over my pillow, her irresistible body stretched out under me, mine for the taking. I wouldn’t forget the way she looked in that moment anytime soon.

I entered a little farther, felt her muscles contract around me, her body going tense.

“Are you okay?”

Her eyes popped open and met mine as she nodded with a slight smile. “You’re not small.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

Emerson took in a deep breath and let it out. I felt her relax around me.

“You’re not,” she said. Then she grasped both my ass cheeks and pulled me into her at once, until I was in so deep it truly felt like we were one.

Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned and moved her hips just enough that the friction had me fighting to hold on. I was already worked up from loving on her body so much and watching her come apart. I wasn’t going to last long at all.

I slid out of her, pushed back in, slowly, savoring every incredible bit of sensation, my eyes on her as I repeated the movements again and again, because a part of me still couldn’t fathom that I was finally inside Emerson.

As much as I was trying to hold on to these moments, stretch them out into more, my blood was on fire, my self-control on the verge of unleashing. My brain and thoughts shut down, and my body went rogue, hammering into her on instinct and hot, throbbing need, climbing, reaching…

I had just enough awareness left to realize she hadn’t come yet. I reached between us and found her tight little nub of nerves. Her eyes rolled back as she arched up into me, sexy little gasps and whimpers spilling from her, telling me she was close.

I held on until I felt her muscles explode around me and she ground into me, clung to me, reaching, arching, then plunging over with a “Ben, omigod, Ben,” and a keening as her body convulsed.

That was all she wrote for me too.

“Ohhh, fuck,” I bit out as I stiffened and held on to her, unsure I’d come out conscious on the other side.

When I’d emptied myself, it took a good second for my breathing to restart and my heart to beat again.

“Holy fuck,” I said on an exhale as soon as I could muster words. “What you do to me, Ems…”

She let out a low, lazy laugh. “Pretty sure you were the one doing .” She slowly, distractedly ran her fingers through my hair in an affectionate caress. “You’re good at that.”

Even as my blood took its time trickling back into my brain, I was pretty fucking sure it was the combination of the two of us, because I’d never in my life had sex like that . That was next-level.

I eventually gathered the strength to roll sideways, bringing her with me, reluctant to break our connection. As our breathing leveled out, I ran my hand down her hip, over her perfect ass, and back up, loving the feel of her soft skin and curves. I nestled my chin on top of her head, inhaling the smell of her hair.

“You smell like lemons,” I said, my voice not much more than a rumble in my throat.

She laughed. “That’s better than fear and llama breath, right?”

“Llama breath isn’t nearly as bad as cat breath with dental disease.”

“Animal nerd.”

“But I’m your animal nerd. For tonight,” I clarified, though this was not going to be the last time we were together if I had my way. Not by any stretch of the imagination.

“For tonight,” she repeated. “You don’t happen to have a secret bathroom in here, do you?”

I laughed. “Afraid not.”

“So I have to trek through half the frigid house buck naked to get to one?”

“You can throw on your pj top, but I’d like it a lot better if you didn’t. I’ll just have to take it off you again when you get back.”

“Presumptuous that you think I’ll come back,” she teased.

“I’ll warm you up if you do.”

She pulled back to look in my eyes. “Compelling offer.”

“It’s not every night we’ll have the whole place to ourselves.”

She frowned and sat up, glancing around at my modest bedroom. “I guess that’s confirmation you’ve never had a secret lover in this place.”

I sat up too, banding my arm around her middle and pressing a kiss to her lips. “I’ve never had any kind of lover in this place. It’s not a decision I make lightly, not with the kids here.”

“Have you been with anyone since Leeann?” she asked quietly, as if hesitant to bring up my late wife’s name.

I shook my head. “It’s funny how your priorities change when you have kids.”

“That’s for real,” she said.

She climbed over me, her legs straddling me for a few seconds as she leaned in and kissed me. “I’ll be back in two minutes for that getting-warm offer.”

She slid off the bed. I expected her to throw her pajama shirt on, but she strode away without a stitch of clothing covering her irresistible body. I didn’t see any sign of an extra sway as she walked out. She wasn’t even trying to get to me, but even so, I started to get hard again from watching her.

I got rid of the condom and pulled the covers back as it hit me how chilled the nighttime air was, particularly with a sheen of sweat covering my skin.

As I waited for Emerson to come back, I felt on top of the world. Maybe it would’ve been just as good between us without the backstory, the teenage crush, and all that, but I couldn’t deny that was part of it.

Had I loved my wife? Yes, but in a very different way. It wasn’t fair to compare the two. The fact was that when I’d been married to Leeann, Emerson had been off my radar, living across the country and married to my friend.

That didn’t lessen the satisfaction or the thrill of finally, finally getting to be with Emerson.

I locked out thoughts of Blake, reminding myself I’d decided this was okay, that he’d want her to be happy. I might not be her forever happy place, but based on her sexy sounds and signs of enjoyment a few minutes ago, I believed I’d made her happy for tonight.

So far.