“I know you did,” her pretty face showed her discomfort as I looked her over. “I just…I like being with you. I have a great time when you’re not pulling away from me.”
“Fuck,” I muttered as I dropped my fork and ran my hand over my forehead and into my hair. I hated the pressure that I saw in her eyes, but when she talked about us, I wanted to crawl out of my own skin. I wanted to scream at her that I’d fallen in love with the last girl even though she was so fucking wrong for me. I wanted to tell her that I still smelled Elena in my house sometimes despite her citrus body spray and imagined her in my arms. It was maybe three months now, not three years.
Sadly, I was with Elena for a very short time and fell for her all too quickly. I wasn’t going to make that mistake again.
“I’m sorry, Liam. I can’t stop talking sometimes.” She shrugged and sipped her wine as she looked out of the window. Nora was beautiful, but there were times I couldn’t stop thinking about Elena’s green eyes and graceful smile. Should I let her go find someone that would appreciate her? Give it another few months and determine where we were at? I knew that I would likely feel the way that I do now, but you never know.
“I understand. I’m here with you, Nora. Let’s just enjoy this.” I tried to give her an assured smile, and she merely nodded. We finished dinner and washed dishes together, reminding yet again of fucking Elena, and I made some popcorn to go with the movie we were going to watch. Nora liked staying around the house as much as I did but along with that came the sex that she would want later.
I made sure that I had a few beers before she nestled against me and pressed her lips to mine. God damn it. If I weren't so consumed with Elena, Nora would be the perfect woman for me. I forced my mind to the present as her tongue slipped slowly against mine and her full breasts pressed against me. The kiss deepened as she moved closer, climbing into my lap as her hand wrapped around my neck. I knew that she was turned on as she tilted her head to drive her tongue deeper into my mouth, rocking against me as she whimpered. Her dress slid up to her thighs easily with the movement, and her pussy was right against my shorts as she slid her feet into the couch behind me.
I pulled back and sucked on her ear before kissing down her neck with my eyes closed. She was a willing and wet woman, and I was going to take advantage of that fact as longing filled me, and I lifted her dress further to cup her ass tightly as she moaned.
Nora groaned as she moved for me to rip the sundress over her head, finding her clothed in pale yellow lace underneath. I reached for the clasp of her bra and opened it, baring her to me as I reached forward and cupped her breasts.
I heard Elena moan in my mind, focusing on Nora as she pulled me close to her for an awkward kiss. I pulled on her hard nipples before pinching them, making her gasp as she jerked in my lap. Nora liked it a little rough, and she pulled away and shoved her breasts towards my face, leaning her head back. “Suck them. Use your teeth.” I heard the husky tone to her voice and followed her orders, hearing her cry out as teeth dragged against skin.
I pushed her back against the cushion of the couch and leaned over her to keep teasing her with my mouth. I was too far gone to stop anything right now as she arched her back. Nora cried out my name as she tugged at my t-shirt futilely, easing her pussy against my hardened cock. “Fuck,” I hissed as I pulled away and stood to rip off my clothes right there, reaching for my wallet on the table to find my stash of condoms. I’d been carrying them since sleeping with Nora to make it work for wherever we were at the time. I tugged two out and dropped them on the table before I moved down to her neck so suck her skin into her mouth. I tasted citrus body spray and longed for the spicy apple scent that Elena used to wear. I still smelled it sometimes as if she was haunting my house.
Fuck that. Elena didn’t want to be here, and Nora did. I moved my mouth back down to take a nipple into my mouth before sliding a hand into her damp lace underwear. God, she was wet, and she moaned as I slid a finger inside of her. Nora rocked against me until she screamed my name with her release, making me take my hand away to remove all her clothes. I turned my body so that my cock was easing into her mouth and my tongue was stroking her where she was sweet and wet.
Nora sucked me hungrily into her throat as I parted her folds with my fingers to tongue her deeper. Jesus. Nora was responsive, and I pushed my hips to get deeper inside of her warm, wet mouth. I knew that if I came now like I wanted to, she’d still get a good, hard fucking later. My body seemed to accept that it was over with Elena so now my heart needed to catch up already. She came for the second time just after I’d swollen inside of her, shooting into her throat as she gushed all over my mouth.
I took a breath and moved off her, dropping to a sitting position as I reached for my beer. I was glad that my couch was leather and easy to clean after that, even if it took a few blankets to stay warm in the colder months sometimes. Nora slumped beside me once she could move and drink her wine eagerly.
We watched some more of a movie and then went to my bedroom. I’d enjoyed another beer or two by now, and she was a little more buzzed from her wine. We were on vacation so why the hell not? I had condoms back there as well, so I pulled one out and pushed her to her knees after we made out for a while. She complied, offering her ass to me as I smacked it, making her jump, and cry out. I got to business after that, sheathing myself and thrusting inside of her with one deep movement. “Oh, fuck.” It was a pussy, and it felt good. I gripped her hip with one hand and kept fucking Nora as she let out an assortment of erotic sounds.
We both came and dropped to the bed side-by-side as she sucked in her breath. “Was that better than before or is it just me?”
I realized that she wasn’t wrong and grinned. Maybe this was what I needed to do; to see what else was out there for me. “I think that you’re right.” I could sense her happiness as well as see it in her face with the moonlight that was coming through the window. I didn’t mention it, still wanting to go slow despite this revelation.
CHAPTER 20
Elena
I woke up to Ginger dancing around the apartment and singing since today was the ultrasound. I smiled and turned to my side to stretch slowly. She’d been dying for this day where I was feeling a little bittersweet about the whole thing. I was excited to know what the baby was, though the strain of not having the father there with me was getting to me. I wanted the dream, but I’d made a huge mistake with the man that it happened with. “Elena! Wake up and let’s eat before we go.” Lord, help me. Ginger was running on all cylinde
rs today, and I reminded myself that it was going to be good to have her help when I was exhausted and running on no sleep.
“I’ll be out in a sec!” I told her as I laughed and stood to use the bathroom. I always had to go these days, and it was getting irritating, not to mention I had to drink a shitload of water before we arrived at the doctor today. A lot!! I was going to have to pee so bad that I wouldn’t care about the ultrasound itself. I showered quickly and pulled on a robe to get some juice and eggs from her.
“Are you excited?” Ginger asked me as she beamed at me, her red hair bright in the sun that shone through the window. It was a pleasant sight in the Fall here, and I grinned.
“Yes. I want to know what the baby is so we can plan. Maybe that will get Mom and Dad excited as well,” I said as she gave me a sympathetic look. They weren't complete jerks about it, but they still wondered how I was going to do this. I did too on some days, but it would be nice if they believed in me.
“I am here for the long haul, Mama.” Ginger gave me a serious look. “You know that my mom loves you, too. She’ll be Grandma without any problem.” She was right, but I wanted my parents to be excited for me; to have faith in me.
“I know. Thank you,” I told her as I went to give her a hug and took the plate of scrambled eggs with some cheese melted on them. Instead of plain juice, Ginger handed me one of the healthy smoothies that she’d been into lately, this one a dark purple. “What’s in this?” I asked suspiciously as she giggled.
“Healthy stuff. Drink up,” Ginger teased me before she bit her lip. “This too.” She handed me my giant water bottle as I groaned. “It will make today possible!! I’ll take you for cake afterward if you’re good.”
“You would anyway!!” I laughed as I sipped the thick drink. I tasted the orange in it and smiled at her since I couldn’t eat enough of them these days. “Mmmm!!”
I alternated between drinking the water and the smoothie while I ate, going into my room to pull on some comfortable leggings and an off the shoulder shirt. My tummy was getting a bit bigger now, and it showed in these clothes, but I was done worrying. I couldn’t hide it forever, and I didn’t want to. I wore a cute, thick camisole underneath that would hold my growing girls in it and still be tasteful.
I drank the last of the water and refilled it, grumbling that I was going to die. I’d never make it to the hospital, much less the appointment itself. Ginger pulled on jeans and a thin shirt, and we left the house to go to the car and get to the doctor.
I was torn between having to go to the bathroom so much and being excited to take another step into my future. We had not gotten too many things yet since we didn’t know a color scheme and I knew that after today, there would be no stopping Ginger. Both she and her mom were excited about this and wanting to help me with the baby, which I did appreciate. There were days I didn’t know how I was going to handle this.