Page 18 of Bravely Yours

JAY

My apartment doorslammed shut behind me a moment before I was knocking on Sarah’s door. I didn’t even wait for Nora to make a sound. I needed Sarah to know I was here because of her and not just Nora.

When she opened the door wearing a tight red sweater that clung to her large tits, with red painted lips to match, I couldn’t stop the groan that slipped out.

We were heading into dangerous territory. I wanted this woman, but I needed her to know that it wasn’t just physical.I enjoyed spending time with her, texting about fantasy football, or just laughing at some stupid show we were watching.

“Are you coming in?”

Blinking back to consciousness, I nodded. Guess I couldn’t stand here all night staring at her. I stepped forward, and when she tilted her head back to look up at me, I reached out and tucked one of her curls behind her ear. “You look amazing in this sweater.”

With that, I brushed past her with a smirk.

She opened her mouth but closed it again and shook her head, moving away from the door.

“Do you like Indian food?”

I scooped Nora up into my arms from where she sat on the floor and turned back toward Sarah. “Love it.”

“Perfect. I’m making chicken tikka masala.”

“Sounds great. Want to watch a movie tonight or moreBrooklyn Nine-Nine?”

She tilted her head to the side, her expression thoughtful.

A movie meant more time together, so I was secretly hoping she picked that option.

“A movie sounds good.”

Fighting the urge to pump a fist, I moved to the island and set Nora on it with my arms braced on either side. Sarah followed, padding back to the stove. This had also become part of our routine over the last week. I would sit with Nora and talk to Sarah as she made dinner.

Tonight, the topic of conversation was the changes she should make to her fantasy roster before Sunday’s game. Her family always counted her out by late October because she stopped checking it. I planned to change that. We were three weeks into November. My hope was that when she went to her family’s Thanksgiving next week, she’d arrive with a fresh win in her pocket.

“If I beat my cousin Tim this week, he’s going to lose his mind.” She looked back at me over her shoulder and smirked.

“Well, then he’ll lose his mind. As long as nothing crazy happens this week, you have a good chance.” The rest of the night went perfectly, although I spent the entire evening in various degrees of hard. Every time she bent even slightly forward, her large tits in that tight red sweater looked like they were ready to pop out.

I was a mix of relieved and disappointed when she announced that she was going to put Nora down for bed. As much as I needed a moment where I wasn’t imagining her full breasts spilling out of that damn sweater, I also wasn’t ready for the night to be over.

Once I’d loaded the last of the dishes from dinner, I shut the dishwasher. I’d just started it when Sarah stepped into the kitchen.

She shook her head. “She went right down. Lately, she’s been getting better about sleeping in her crib.” With her lips pressed together in a small smile, she scanned the kitchen. “You did the dishes?”

I shrugged. “I just loaded the dishwasher. You cooked. I cleaned up. It was the rule in my house growing up. When Mom made dinner, one of us was responsible for cleanup.”

She sighed. “You didn’t have to.”

How many times did I need to tell this woman thatI wanted to? Maybe it was time I showed her instead. I closed the space between us, and when her eyes widened and she tilted her head back, blinking at me, I couldn’t help but smirk. I cupped her cheek with one hand as I trailed the other one down her shoulder and grasped her hip.

“I’ve thought about kissing you almost every second of the day since we were interrupted the other night.”

Her eyes drifted closed, and she hummed a sound of satisfaction. “Me too.”

Good. I wanted to satisfy her in other ways, but for now, I needed to finally find out what her lips tasted like.

I brushed the hair from her cheek and ran my fingers through her long curls. Fisting them in my hand, I brought my mouth down on hers. Her warm lips moved against mine as I deepened the kiss, thrusting my tongue inside. I pulled her body flush against mine, knowing full well she could feel the effect a simple kiss was having on me.

When I released her, she stepped back out of my embrace, chest heaving and eyes wide.

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