“You’re amazing, you know that? You care so much, even about a child when you were younger, and how you are with Johnny now. It’s incredible,” I say to her, as I bring her into my body, holding onto the side of her neck. I rub my thumb on her pulse point. I can feel the steady cadence of it at times or when it’s racing like it is now. I love holding her this way. If I have my way, it’ll always do that.
“Thank you,” she goes on her toes and kisses the hollow of my throat. I groan, anytime Candy touches me, my body lights up for her.
“Let’s go tuck in our little monster,” I say with a chuckle.
We walk into Johnny’s room and he’s already asleep. His stuffed animal and blanket tucked into the side of his face as he sleeps quietly on his side. I whisper my goodnight to him and then Candy goes to him and kisses his cheek as she tells him to sleep tight.
I take her hand and lead her to my bedroom. A place where I know she’ll be sleeping with me tonight and I’ll somehow have to keep my hands under control. They want to learn every curve of her body.
14
Candy
Dylan walks me into his bedroom. His big bed dominates the whole room. The matching nightstands are black in color and matches the two dressers.
“I’m not sure what you sleep in or if my clothes will fit, but I have a tee and some boxers. I’ll go set you out some towels and then leave you to it, while I take care of things downstairs,” Dylan says. He’s whipping around the room so fast, I’m wondering if he really wants me to stay.
“Um. Dylan, are you sure you want me to stay? I can head home. I promise, it won’t hurt my feelings,” I interrupt him.
“What? Fuck, no. I don’t want that, but if I stay in this room while you’re in the shower. I’m liable to break down the door, even if it’s locked, to get to you, honey,” he tells me, as he finally stops to take a breath.
“Oh,” I whisper out.
“I promise Candy. I want this with you more than anything. If I had it my way, you’d already be living with us. I want you that fucking much.” His voice is raspy with need.
“Wow, I was worried this may be one-sided. It’s not though. I can’t wait to get to that place with you and Johnny. I’m already in love with your little boy and his father is already finding a way into my heart,” I tell him with sincerity.
“God, Candy. What you do to me. But if I don’t let you go shower and cool myself off, I’ll make a fool of myself before we get anywhere,” he says.
I have a boldness in my tone I don’t usually have, but with Dylan, I feel safe when I say, “You could join me?”
“Fuck, I want that. I want that so damn bad, but I also want to take this slow too. I want you to know I’m in this. Forever,” he states.
“Okay, well I’ll uh…just go take a shower then,” I understand what he’s saying, but I kind of hate it just the same. I’ve been a virgin forever now and Dylan is the only person I want to give myself to.
I make my way into the bathroom, closing the door, and turning on the water. He just admitted everything I wanted to hear. I wish he wouldn’t move so slow though. It means I may have to make the first move and I’m not sure how I would even go about doing that.
I strip out of my clothes and leave them where they land. I throw my hair up in a top knot and step into the shower.
The hot water will ease some of the aching in my muscles. Owning a bakery is hard work with the lifting, staying on your feet, and keeping things organized.
Deciding to let the water rush over my hair, I take my hair down and tip my head back and let the water run down my hair and onto my face. My eyes are closed, and I’m lost in the moment.
15
Dylan
I tried, I fucking tried. I wanted to be a gentleman and take this as slow as possible for Candy, but after seeing the look of defeat on her face, I couldn’t take it. I hurriedly did everything I needed downstairs and checked on Johnny one last time.
Then I stripped my clothes off as soon as I walked into the bedroom. My only thought is getting my hands, mouth, tongue, and eyes on Candy. I want her, no fuck that — I need her.
I gently open the bathroom door, then take my time as I go to the walk-in shower. There’s no door, just a step down and a half wall of glass. The bottom half of the outside is covered in tile, as well as the inside, with the shower having a river rock type floor.