Page 35 of Undeniable You

Larison nodded and leaned against the counter.

“You really didn’t have to do this.”

I grabbed my bag and put it over my shoulder before giving Juniper a huge hug and telling her I’d see her on Monday.

“I know I don’t have to. I want to,” I said with my hand on the doorknob. “Have a good weekend you two.”

“Bye, Jo Jo!” Juniper waved both hands at me as Larison met my eyes and stared at me as I closed the door behind me.

Fucking hell. What wasthat?

I didmy best not to replay the moment when Larison had practically growled my name in her rough voice, but I couldn’t. It echoed through my mind as I got in my car and with every step as I went back to my apartment.

It was true I didn’t have much going on this weekend, but Reid had invited me on a hike. Sophie said she was going over to Larison’s to help out, which was a relief that she’d have someone to help when I wasn’t there.

Sophie would take care of them during the day, and I’d already taken care of dinners. Even so, I hoped they were going to be okay and I had plans to check in. I’d have to make sure that I didn’t do it too much or else I’d look like some kind of overbearing clinger.

Since I’d spent so much time cooking for Larison and Juniper, I had zero energy left over to make anything for myself, so I just went ahead and ordered Chinese and got a double order so I could keep it in the fridge and have leftovers. I also caved and ordered some donuts to have on hand. A dangerous thing to do, but I didn’t care. It had been a long ass week and I needed some damn donuts.

My classes were starting next week, and I’d have to learn how to juggle work with them. Fortunately, they were both online so I could just do all my work when I got home and maybe evenduring the day if Juniper let me. Probably not. That kid was a big ball of energy and I wanted to give her all of my attention.

My food arrived and I looked at the time on my phone. It had been two hours since I’d left Larison and Juniper and realistically I knew they were fine, but the desire to check in on them was strong.

Josephine.

I’d never heard anyone say my name quite like that before. All I wanted to do was ask her to say it again and then record it so I could play it over and over like some kind of auditory pornography.

Wanting to take care of Larison and wanting to see her naked should have felt more dissimilar than they did. I could take care of herwhileshe was naked. Sex had been low priority for me for a long time and even when I’d been dating and seeking people out, it had always been very “wham, bam, thank you ma’am.” Quick and efficient. Just a chore, almost. Something to do that felt good and was fun but nothing to get all that worked up about.

It had been very easy for me to stop doing that and switch to exclusively masturbating. At least with that I could guarantee that I got off every time. My vibrators and grinders never let me down. And sex could have messy complications that I just did not have the time to deal with.

This was just a time in my life for solo sex and I’d accepted that and went along with my day.

And then I’d walked into a café and saw a stunning woman and met her daughter and then she’d said my name in that way and now I had an itch that I couldn’t seem to scratch on my own.

I tried not to let myself fantasize about Larison. That at least seemed wrong, but it didn’t necessarily work. Brains were gonna do what brains were gonna do, and once I was seconds awayfrom an orgasm, all I could think about was Larison no matter how hard I tried to stop.

I sat on the couch and set aside the rest of my food and started reading, but my eyes wouldn’t focus on the words or the story.

Josephine.

“Fuck,” I said, unzipping my jeans and sliding my hand under the band of my underwear to find my pussy already wet and aching. I’d been throbbing since Larison spoke my name and it wasn’t going away anytime soon. I’d have to rub one out and hope that took care of it.

Usually I liked to use a vibe or a grinder and draw things out a little, but this was definitely a quickie situation. Get in, get off, get out.

“Oh shit,” I gasped as I rubbed circles around my clit, already so close that it wasn’t going to take long at all. After only a few more moments of focused attention, my orgasm detonated and swept through my body, leaving me wrung out and trembling.

“Fucking hell.”

The images in my mind faded, but they’d all been of Larison. Smiling at me and gazing up at me from her bed while she touched herself and I pictured the ecstasy on her face. I wanted to get her off so much. Never in my life had I been desperate to beg someone to sit on my face, to suffocate me with their pussy, but I would absolutely beg Larison for everything.

Not a good thing to think about the woman who was paying you to watch her child. Lines had already been crossed, but that was one that absolutely could not be. I’d have to quit first if I even got close to any of that. The complications were simply too much to consider.

I’d have to just keep those fantasies locked up and far away from my hours at my job. Preventing myself from thinking about Larison in a sexual way wasn’t going to happen, so I’d let myselfdo it, but only during certain times. Schedule my lust. That would be fine, right?

As long as I could keep things from escalating and threatening my job, I’d do whatever it took.

“Can we stop for a second?”I asked for the third time.

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