Page 55 of The Broken Beginning: Part One

“You sure you want to add tequila to whatever you were drinking tonight?”

Lily shrugged. “I don’t know. Will it make me sick?”

“You’ve been drunk before, right?”

Lily shook her head. “I’ve drank before, but never been drunk. The closest I ever came to being drunk was the last time I went out somewhere with you.”

I wanted to ask what kind of fucking rock she had been living under that she hadn’t been drinking since then, but it didn’t take much to remind myself that she had been pregnant for nine months the year she was 16, then she was taking care of a baby and breastfeeding for over a year after that. Lily really had lost out on a lot of experiences for our son. All while I wasn’t missing anything. I fucking needed a shot after that thought.

I took the bottle from her, cracked the seal, and poured us both a healthy shot in the mismatched coffee mugs Tommy had in the cabinet. They were the only things there that could be used for glasses.

~*~

Two hours later, my tongue was in Lily’s mouth and her arms were wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. The moan she made sent vibrations rattling straight down to my dick, making me harder than I ever remembered being.

“Fuck baby!” I breathed against her mouth as she started clawing at my t-shirt.

“Off!” She demanded, and who the hell was I to deny her. I gently put her on the bed, tore my shirt over my head in one pull, and then kicked off my boots before helping Lily get hers off too. The rest of our clothes quickly followed.

“Lily,” I whispered against her neck as I licked and sucked every surface that I could get my mouth on before stretching my naked body overtop of hers, reveling in the heat that built between us.

“Merc, I need you right now.”

For the briefest of moments, I wanted to pull back, clear my fuzzy head, and make her say my name the right way. Then, Lily grabbed my cock with her hand and gave it a squeeze and pump that sent shockwaves up my spine.

“My sweet Tiger, you do that again and this will be over before we get started.”

“Then get inside me already,” she demanded before lining me up with her and rocking those hips up in order to take my length inside her.

“FUUUUCKK!” The word slipped past my lips like a prayer to the gods. Her slick heat was a velvet vice grip on my dick and, swear to everything that was holy, I never wanted to move from that spot. She felt that fucking good. Maybe it was time, our night together without my past muddying the waters, or the drinks that loosened both our inhibitions, but this was different than it had ever been between us.

Not that we had much history sexually. There were only those two times, and her friend hadn’t been wrong earlier today. They were both lacking in pretty much every way, but especially for Lily, and that had been all my fault. It was also something I planned on making up for this time.

Nails bit into my ass cheeks, pulling me down as she thrust up. My girl was attempting to top me from the bottom, but I wasn’t having that. Instead, I pulled out, flipped her over, and then slid right back inside her. Using Lily’s hips as handholds, I moved her on and off my cock at a rapid pace that had my wife tossing her head back, groaning, and moaning every obscenity known to man.

“Fuck, Lily! You feel so goddamn good.”

“Please! Don’t stop whatever it is you’re doing!” She was begging me for her climax, and it damn near turned me feral. Not fully knowing her intimate cues, I could only guess at what she needed to push her over the edge. I slid one of my hands free of the hold I had on her hip and made good use of my fingers as they circled her clit while I pumped in and out of her sweet heat that I couldn’t get enough of.

“YES! That’s it!” She cried out as her head sunk down between her shoulders and her fingers clawed at the sheets.

The ink on her back was something that I vaguely remembered seeing before, but couldn’t really focus on in the moment. Still, I ended up tracing the image over and over with my other hand while Lily took control of her pleasure again and started bucking her hips into me without me guiding her. I stroked her clit, traced that tattoo, and allowed my girl to pound herself on my cock while I closed my eyes to try to stave off my own orgasm until I felt hers building too.

Each pulse and flutter of her pussy tugged my cock and sent me well past the danger zone. There was something I needed to remember. Something important.

“Fuck baby, so fucking…” the words were trapped as the zing of electricity sizzled down my spine, tightened my balls, and then when Lily slammed into me one more time as she clamped down, we both went over the edge into a world of mutual bliss.

“Should have always been like this,” I muttered against her neck when I was capable of moving again.

“This only happens in books and dreams,” was her answer before she drifted off, and was out for the count. It was only as I started to pull out of her that I remembered what had been so important moments ago. We hadn’t used protection at all.

It was only my second time going bare in a woman. Both times happened to be with Lily. What were the odds that… Nah. I wasn’t even going there. I got up, moved to the sink and wet some paper towels because I couldn’t’ find anything else. Then, I cleaned Lily up before I got in bed, pulled her body tight to my own, and fell asleep just as fast as she had.

Round two had come a couple hours later as I lazily entered her from behind while we were spooned in bed together. Hand to God, it was probably my favorite damn experience with her as we just enjoyed getting to know one another in a totally different way. By the time it was over, we were both well and truly worn out for the night.

~*~

Sleep slowly dissolved away as the body heat burning against me began to make me sweat. Since I couldn’t reach the ass that was tucked into my crotch, I slapped the side of her thigh. “Shaina, slide that ass over babe, you’re hot as fuck.”

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