Page 60 of I Found You
He hovered over me and kissed me deeply before he rolled to lie beside me.
“I just need like five minutes to get my blood flowing again. I promise,” I told him as I reached for his swollen cock again.
“I already told you. Tonight is about you.”
“Are you sure?”
He put his hand under my chin and turned my face to his. “Yes,” he said, staring into my eyes.
“Where have you been all my life?”
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to his chest, trailing his hands through my hair. I had never felt so good, so cherished, so…loved. It was on the tip of my tongue. The l-word. But it was way too soon, right? I didn’t want to risk making him run, so I decided to keep it to myself.
Miraculously, Jane continued to sleep soundly while I let myself drift off into a blissful slumber.
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School was starting next week, and as one of the teachers, that meant I was due back to school this week. Each educator was responsible for getting their classroom set up and their curriculum approved by the school superintendent and education board.
After doling out mind-altering, life-changing orgasms, Wyatt slept over, but since he left that morning, we’d barely had a minute alone together. Between rushing through the mountain of work I had to finish before the school session began and making time for Josie, I had been completely swamped. Wyatt was in the same boat too. Although he got a lot of his tools back, he was still rebuilding the garage after the break-in. The insurance money was going to be in process for a while, so in order for him to pay his bills and the other mechanics that had stepped up to take on the repairs that were needed to the cars that were wrecked, he was working extra-long hours to make up for what he lost.
Today was Jane’s first day in daycare, so I dressed her in her cutest onesie-and-skirt combo and put a little headband around her head. I would be surprised if it stayed on all the way over to the daycare center, but she looked adorable in it. I snapped a few pictures and sent the best one to Wyatt, hoping it would make him smile when he saw it. Even though we hadn’t had a chance to spend some time together this past week, we still talked or texted every day.
Wyatt: She’s going to be the cutest kid in that place
Me: Yeah, she is.
Wyatt: When you get off work you should come by here. Before you pick her up ;)
Me: I told Josie I would meet her for coffee. I’m still not ready for her to be around Jane yet, so I want to see her whileJane’s at daycare.
Me: I’m sorry
Wyatt: Doll… what have I told you before?
Wyatt:
My heart rate kicked up, and I felt heat pool between my legs. I could barely see his face, half-hidden as it was beneath his ball cap. But the scowl on his face was evident, his forearm on display as his hand cupped his chin.
My hands shook as I typed out a response, deleted it, and retyped it again.
Me: you’ve threatened to punish me, but I haven’t seen you try yet.
He didn’t respond back immediately like he had been doing. That sounded so dumb, didn’t it? I shouldn’t have sent that. Could you recall a text message?
My phone chimed.
Wyatt: Fuck. Me. Now I’m going to have to work with a raging hard-on all day while I’m dreaming up ways to torture you later.
I felt giddy when I left the house a little while later. Wyatt’s saucy playfulness was rubbing off on me, and I loved it.
After work, I drove to the town center to meet up with Josie as promised. There were no spots next to the coffee shop, but I lucked out finding a spot just a little ways down the block. Flour Power served the best coffee, but the main reason to stop by was their famous lemon blueberry crumble cake. The outside of the shop was quaint, if slightly unimpressive. The white-painted exterior was paired with a blue-and-white striped awning. Painted on the windows were small blue flowers in the form of a wreath, with the name written inside.
When I opened the door, I was assaulted by the scents of coffee, sugar, and spices. It was heavenly. Contrary to theoutside, the interior was bursting with color. The blue walls matched the blue of the flowers on the windows. Green vines circled the room, originating from plants that sat high on a shelf near the ceiling. Pink trays lined the display cases that held the food options. All of the colors together shouldn’t have worked, but it did.
I found Josie sitting at a table, but she wasn’t alone. Jackson sat across from her, neither of them looking at the other, but it didn’t seem like they were angry either. Just uncomfortable.
When I walked over to their table, I saw Jackson instantly relax, letting out a long breath. Josie smiled at me, fussing for me to take a seat and asking if I wanted anything.
