Page 47 of Second Chance Husband

For an instant she met my gaze, and I was afraid she was going to say no. Then again, I didn’t know if I was ready for this either.

But instead she nodded, playing with her own breasts, and so I plunged into her in one thrust, her pussy so tight around my cock I nearly came.

She shouted my name, and I continued to move, wrapping one of her legs around my waist and pulling her other leg so that her ankle was on my shoulder. I pounded into her, loving the way that her breasts bounced when she had to remove her hands to keep herself steady on the desk.

When I slid one leg between her legs, letting her rest her other leg on my shoulder, I slid my thumb over her clit, and she came, one touch, and she was gone, clamping down on me so tight that I nearly saw stars. So I came with her, lowering her leg so I could lean over her to take her mouth. I kept moving, even through the orgasm, as I helped her to a sitting position. She wrapped both legs around me, arching for me thrust for thrust, as I continued to kiss her, needing her touch.

I knew we would have to talk about this. We would have to deal.

Not now. Instead, after the orgasms faded, and we came down from our high, we just held each other, locked together, physically, emotionally, and with every memory in between.

Then I just held her and felt the tears against my chest.

And I knew some were for me, but not all. The only thing I could do was hold her. I wasn’t sure what else I could do.

“He won’t come back,” I promised. “He won’t.”

“I know,” she whispered against me, this time running her hands down my back as if in comfort.

And I knew I had fallen. Once again. And there was no going back.

Even if there was no future in what we had just done.

Chapter Twelve

Paisley

I set out the last plate and hoped my house was as childproof as possible. The girls didn’t bring Hayleigh and Keelie over often, mostly because it was easier for me to just go over to their places since I didn’t have a children’s room with all the toys and cribs, but I had slowly begun to add things so that way the girls and whatever future children my friends had would be comfortable at my place. I had a travel crib, and a few toys and learning enrichment activities. It wasn’t much, and it wasn’t enough, but I was doing my best to add more. I wanted my friends and their children to be comfortable here, because markedly, I was going to be the cool aunt. I wanted to be that cool aunt. The one that those little girls could come to if they needed help in which they couldn’t ask their parents for. Not that I thought that that would ever be the case when it came to my friend group. It wasn’t like our parents’ were. There was that disconnect and feeling of hurt and near-hatred.

I just wanted to be somebody that people trusted to come to if they needed something.

Which was highly hypocritical of me considering I hadn’t told my best friends about the divorce, nor the fact that I had slept with August. Not once. But twice.

It wasn’t like August and I were talking about it. Even though he had come to the office to talk, we hadn’t. Instead we had fallen together again, and now were acting like nothing had happened.

Except it had, and we needed to discuss it. In depth, and annoyingly so. Only I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say.

Because I loved him. I wanted him. And I knew I couldn’t have him.

Because he hadn’t wanted me all those years ago, so I needed to take care of myself.

Only I didn’t think that was really what was going to happen.

The doorbell rang, and I was saved from my own wandering thoughts. I smoothed out my shirt, and snorted at myself considering that these were my best friends who would see me at my worst. It didn’t matter what I was wearing.

When I opened the door, Hayleigh and Keelie ran toward me, arms outstretched.

“My babies!” I called out, as I fell to my knees, and held them close. They started rambling at what felt like a thousand words a minute, and I rained kisses all over their faces, and tickled their tummies, and fell in love with my honorary nieces all over again.

“You two are growing so fast. Are you all ready for college?”

“Don’t joke about things like that, I’m not ready.” Addison winked as she said it, walking in past us with Devney on her heels. They held bags of food and drinks, even though I had enough for everyone. But that’s what we did. We took care of each other.

This was a good reminder of that.

As the girls’ voices filled the room, I closed the door behind them, standing up so I could hold both of their hands. We walked into the living room, and I answered their questions, yes, I loved their outfits, no I hadn’t seen a unicorn that day but I was going to keep a lookout, and yes, I did have my tiara in the shop, but I would show them soon.

Considering I had been on the pageant circuit when I was younger thanks to my overbearing mother, I had tiaras for them to look at. I had a couple that I would wait until they were a little bit older so that they could play with.

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