Page 11 of Meet Me Halfway
She starts to speak, but her words come out scratchy like she’s swallowed crushed glass. Clearing her throat, Vivi starts again. “I’m sorry too. I know it was a huge thing to just drop on you like that. But I don’t want to live a lie. It honestly was never my intention to hurt you.” Tears spill over, and I can’t bear it.
Taking the cup from her hand, I place it on the coffee table before pulling her onto my lap and cuddle her close. “Shh babe, don’t cry. We’ll get through this. Yes, it was a shock, but I’d rather you were honest with me than hide it.”
Vivienne wraps her arms around my neck, tucking her face into the crook. The sob that rips free sounds painful. Rubbing a soothing hand up and down her back, I murmur words of comfort in her ear. When her tears finally fade into hiccups, she lies quietly in my arms.
Gently, I place a kiss on the top of her head. “Ready to talk about it?”
I feel the deep sigh that silently wracks her body. Then she nods. “I guess.”
I lift Vivi onto the seat next to me. Turning to face her, I take one of her hands in mine, gently rubbing my thumb over the petal-soft skin. “I know I reacted badly when you told me you’re in love with Fay. But you had to have known it would be a shock for me.” She nods. “While sitting at the beach, I had time to sort through my thoughts, to process.”
Vivienne’s eyes are huge in her pale face as she visibly braces for what she clearly fears will come next. “I can’t say I have the same strength of feeling for Fay as you do, but I’ve become very fond of her. And, since we’re being honest here, I am very attracted to her. Given time, I could come to love her.”
It’s stamped all over Vivi’s face, that was the last thing she expected me to say.
“What are you saying, babe?” she whispers.
“That I’m willing to try to make a relationship work between the three of us. I will give it my all, but understandyouare and always will come first for me. Yes, it will take work and sacrifice from all of us – it’s new and untried for us. However, if I feel it’s not working out, I’m calling it off, and we go back to being only the two of us. Yeah?”
For the longest time, she just sits staring at me, as if she looks hard enough, she can see into my thoughts. When I can stand it no longer, I say, “Well babe, are you willing to meet me halfway?”
Instead of answering with words, she launches herself at me, pushing my back into the sofa. Peppering my face with kisses, she hums her approval.
I can’t help but laugh at her. This is my Vivi, the one I know and love. Happy, exuberant, and filled with the joys of life. Without warning, she scrambles off my lap and starts yanking her clothes off. Fully naked, she drops to her knees, and before I can utter a word, has the zipper of my jeans down and the button undone.
She tucks her fingers into the waistband of my pants and underwear and murmurs, “Lift.”
I’m certainly not going to argue since I know where this is headed, so I lift.
Quicker than you can say “undressed”, I’m naked from the waist down. Taking my rock-hard cock in her tiny hand, Vivienne licks her lips, lifting her eyes to mine. Hunger, passion, but above all, love shine bright in her gaze.
Then she drops her head, and all thought ceases as her hot, wet mouth closes over the tip. Slowly at first, she works her way down as far as she can. She pauses a moment, and I can feel her swallow right before she takes me all the way to the back of throat. And then she swallows once again.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. My eyes cross, and my breath stalls in my lungs. This is new, and damn does it feel fantastic. My hands itch to lock around her head and set the rhythm. Instead, I weave my fingers through the satiny-soft strands of her hair and hold on for dear life, as my wife works me like a pro.
Licking and sucking, nibbling and stroking her way up and down my shaft, I am so lost in a world of pleasure I’m taken quite by surprise when I feel a finger rub against the puckered hole of my ass. Fuck, that feels so good I feel the warning tingle of an impending orgasm start at the base of my spin.
“Vivi, stop. I about to come, babe, and I’m not ready for this to be over.” She responds, but with her mouth full I can’t make out what she’s saying. I sure as hell feel it all the way through my body though. “Babe, seriously. You’ve got to stop.”
Her mouth glides its way up my cock, and the tip slips out with a satisfyingpop. Wiping a hand across her mouth, she gives me a satisfied smirk.
Vivienne
Cal’s words have me on such a high, all I want is him. On me, around me, in me. Any way I can get him.
When he left, I was convinced it was over. To hear him speak words of acceptance was like the weight of the world had been removed from my shoulders. The adrenalin rush is incredible.
I have never wanted him the way I want him right this second. His words, uttered in a hoarse voice I’ve never heard from him, have a feeling of pride surging through me. “Babe, seriously. You’ve got to stop.”
When he slips out of my mouth with a gratifyingpop, I can’t hide my self-satisfied grin. Desire is stamped in harsh lines on his face, and his eyes glitter with it. I lie back on the floor and spread my legs, giving Cal a front-row seat to just how wet and turned on I am.
“Jesus, Vivi. You’re soaking.” He groans and drops to his knees between my legs, yanking his T-shirt over his head in that sexy, one-armed move that’s been driving me crazy for years. Sending it sailing across the room, he drops to his belly and inhales sharply. “I love the smell of your arousal.”
Not giving me a chance to reply, he lowers his head and nips at the tender skin on the inside of my thigh. I yelp at the unexpected contact, and he soothes the twinge, lapping at me like a cat with a bowl of cream. I can’t help but squirm in anticipation of what’s to come as he licks and sucks his way up my thigh.
Just as I think he’s about to put me out of my misery, he stops. He gives me an evil grin, knowing full well what he’s doing to me. I can’t even squeeze my legs together to ease the ache because his broad shoulders rest between them.
I feel his fingers spread me open, wide, to his hot gaze and hear the low growl of his approval rumble deep in his chest. “Beautiful.”
