Page 27 of Wes
Chapter Ten
Wes
Warm, wet, pliant…
I wake with a cry, warm liquid hitting my chest and abs. My hand is wrapped around my dick. One last stroke. Blinking away my sleepy state, I stare down my body with surprise. Gone is the gorgeous woman who occupies my thoughts day and night.
“Only a dream.”
Exhaling, I cover my eyes with my arm. The last time I woke up like this, I was a teen, and my mother came running in because I’d cried out so loudly. Thankfully, I’m the only person in the house right now.
Flashes of my dream return, and I groan. They’re vivid images after the night with Natalia a week ago. I can almost feel her wrapped around my dick, her soft, smooth skin against mine. Or the way she tasted coming on my tongue.
I look at my watch and get up to clean my mess. I’m due to pick up Reece in an hour, and I’m eager to see him and my girl. I’ve been noticing at school that Reece and Jeremy are spending more time together, something which makes Natalia and me happy.
Wes: Good morning, beautiful!
I hit send and stare at the screen, realizing I almost wrote “my love” in the place of “beautiful.” Love… Am I really feeling love for this woman? I felt love for Bridgette, and I know how that turned out: a nasty divorce and a vindictive ex-wife who threatens to keep my boy from me. Thankfully it’s getting harder to do at his age.
Natalia: Morning, honey! Can’t wait to see you two today!
Her message…
One simple message and I feel a sweet tightness in my chest. Natalia’s inclusion of Reece is my undoing. I know and accept Natalia and Jeremy are a package deal. It doesn’t mean she has to be accepting of the same, but she is. She asks about him daily. She listens to my concerns, becomes excited over his triumphs, and backs my parenting style.
Fuck if I haven’t fallen for the woman. This gorgeous siren has healed parts of me I’ve left for dead, bringing beauty into my life.
Natalia: Are you ready for today?
Wes: Looking forward to it.
Today she’s having her folks over for a late lunch so we can all spend time getting to know each other. Most people dread these meetings, but we decided it was best not to delay. I’ve only seen her parents in passing since the game she was able to attend. They seem nice, and I’m a big fan of them for everything they’ve done for her and Jeremy.
Wes: When will I get you naked again?
I smirk, imagining a sweet blush on her cheeks. Getting together is far from easy with our sons in tow and our schedules. I may be eager for more of her, but I understand our limitations.
Looking up at a crack in my bathroom wall, I debate how we can get creative.
Natalia: Not soon enough…
My dick twitches when I read her text. Looking down at the form behind my boxer briefs, I mutter, “You’ll have to wait.”
***
“Here, let me help,” I say, rising to collect the dishes.
Natalia’s mom places her hand onto mine. “I’ll help. You sit and enjoy your beer with Charles. After all, you already helped with cooking,” she says and winks.
My eyes dart between Natalia and her parents before I lower into my seat. “Okay. If you need help, just call. I’m not allergic to the after-meal process.”
They chuckle, and I take a mental snapshot of the sway in Natalia’s hips as they retreat to the kitchen. The boys have long disappeared into Jeremy’s room, so I’m left at the table with Natalia’s dad.
Charles leans forward. “I like the way you watch her.”
“Excuse me?” I ask, surprised by his statement.
“That Johnathan was a dumbass. Leaving her and Jeremy? I’m not really sure how someone can call themselves a man and abandon their child. But not you. Not only have I watched you take care of your son but also the team. I’ve seen you handle your ex firmly but gently…” Charles sits back and smiles. “With my Natalia, you watch, ready to jump in if she needs it but happy to sit back and let her live. You’re a protective father and man. I’m real glad she has you. For a while, I worried she would never take another chance.”
