Page 24 of Black Lace

"Come with me," I tell her as I stand from the bed and take her hand.

I'm grateful when she does as I requested because a tiny part of me was concerned that she might just run away to her bedroom like she did earlier. It feels like this is a small step forward to this maybe becoming more than just a dirty weekend in the Hamptons.

I take her to the shower in my en suite bathroom and my soft cock stiffens again as I watch her soap up her body to clean herself. I pull her to me and kiss her under the warm spray. She places her arms around my waist and kisses me back. I feel like I'm flying, everything in the world is perfect and right. I can't even bring myself to feel bad in any way for fucking this woman. Nothing has ever felt more right in my life.

I'm glad when she doesn't pull away at all after our kiss ends. She just rinses off, then steps aside while I clean myself quickly. I want to have her back in my bed. Today has been an amazing day full of what I hope are firsts for some future we might be able to have together.

After we've toweled ourselves dry, we walk back into the bedroom and I ask hesitantly, "Do you want to sleep here with me tonight?"

My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for her response. I'll respect her needs if she tells me she wants to go back to her room and have some space from me, but I'm grateful as hell when she nods in response.

I climb into the bed on my usual side, and as Tiffanyslips in beside me, it occurs to me that I don't know what side of the bed she sleeps on.

"Is that your normal side of the bed?" I ask out of curiosity, but also feeling weird about asking the question.

"It actually is," she says with a laugh. "It's strangely normal but also incredibly weird to be in a bed with someone but to have that someone be you."

"Thank you," I say quietly.

"What for?"

I consider what I'm thanking her for, but there are so many things that it's not just one that I can narrow it down to.

"For being you."

Her head is resting on my chest and I can feel when a smile comes to her face. It brings me so much peace and joy that I can barely believe that I'm as lucky as I am right now.

"You're welcome."

She kisses me and her lips are soft against mine before she rests her head on my chest again. I hold her tight to me, loving this feeling and the woman in my arms right now.

CHAPTER 11

SUNDAY MORNING

(TIFFANY)

I wakein familiar strong arms on Sunday morning. I feel content, and I have the pleasant ache downstairs that I get from having sex. My head is resting on his chest, and I kiss him there while keeping my eyes closed. I feel so safe and secure right now.

“Morning, Ben,” I say to my fiancé with a smile on my face.

“Um, nope. Not Ben,” Dec replies.

My eyes open wide as I look up at him, my mouth drops open, and my eyebrows fly up as everything comes rushing back to me. Ben cheating. Heading to the Hamptons with Dec. Fucking this man twice yesterday.

I look around the room and realize we’re in his bedroom. It’s a room I’ve visited but never slept in on many of my trips here. I turn my face to look up at Dec again. He’s nothing short of beautiful, and I’m amazedby him. We’ve been friends for so long, but somehow I was immune to him until yesterday.

“Shit, sorry, Dec. Shit,” I repeat and cringe as I say it the second time.

Dec squeezes me tightly, drops his head to mine, and kisses me deeply on the lips. “You’ve got ten years of conditioning. I’m not offended.”

His kiss was good, so when he finishes talking, I press my lips against his again. I open my mouth to allow him access to it, and our tongues intertwine. Dec begins to stroke my naked body with his hand.

I gasp as he reaches a hand between my legs and begins to finger my dripping pussy. I’m aching for him to fuck me and I can barely catch my breath. He breaks our kiss and gives me a wicked grin.

“Do you like that, Sexy?”

I moan and nod my agreement as pleasure courses through my body.

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