“What are you—”
I cut her off as I push her against the wall, my mouth covering hers. As I push my tongue into her mouth, her hands wind around my neck and she moans against my lips. My cock hardens in my boxers, and I push against her, letting her know the effect she’s having on me. She gasps as she feels my erection, her hands tugging on the hair at the base of my neck.
“Jack,” she moans as my lips leave hers and pepper kisses around her jaw and down her neck.
“Daddy!” Jacob shouts, and I rest my forehead on hers, both of us panting. She pushes me gently away, and I adjust my hard cock.
“You should shower. I’ll take Jacob downstairs.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to.” She won’t look at me and I frown, wondering what’s going on in her head. Before I can question her, Jacob flies out of the bedroom.
“How about we get some breakfast, cowboy?” Aria says. He nods, and she picks him up.
“I won’t be long,” I say, and she finally looks across at me.
“No rush. I’ll see you downstairs.” I watch as they walk away before I head back to my room. Aria seems a little conflicted this morning, and I wonder if I’ve come on too strong. I hope not.
I turn the shower on and strip out of my boxers, my cock jutting out in front of me. I palm my erection, desperate for a release. It has been well over a year since I’ve been with a woman, and after kissing Aria, my body craves some physical contact. I’ve become very well acquainted with my right hand over the past twelve months, but it’s no substitute for a warm, soft body. Thrusting into my hand, I close my eyes and picture Aria, my body pressing her against the wall. Her legs go around me, and I lift her up, my cock lining up with her hot, wet pussy. My hand pumps faster, and I feel the familiar pull in my stomach as my impending orgasm builds. I imagine taking one of her nipples into my mouth, my tongue rolling around her pebbled bud as I sink my cock inside her. Her walls grip me, and I can almost hear her moaning in my ear as I pound inside her. I’m rock hard and my hand works double time as I imagine Aria coming undone on my cock. Her soft moaning filling my senses. I thrust once more into my hand before my whole body shudders and I come harder than I have in a long time. Ropes of cum shoot across the bathroom as her name falls from my lips, and I lean on the vanity unit as I come down from my orgasm.
Fifteen minutes later, I’m showered, dressed, and heading downstairs. Walking into the kitchen, I see Jacob in Hope’s old high chair, a piece of toast in front of him. Aria is at the stove, making what smells like pancakes.
“Something smells good,” I say as I stand next to Jacob, leaning down to kiss his cheek.
“That was quick,” Aria says, turning from the stove to look at me. “Pancakes aren’t quite done yet. I fed Jacob first. He’s had oatmeal and now he’s having some toast.”
“You’re spoiling us,” I say as I walk up behind her. She stiffens as I get close, and I frown, taking a step back. “Everything okay?”
“Maybe we should talk later.” She turns and her eyes flick to Jacob.
“Sure,” I reply, moving away from her and turning on the coffee machine. I can’t help but feel a little deflated. I was certain we’d shared a connection last night, but maybe it had been one-sided. The kiss earlier certainly hadn’t felt one-sided, but I guess I could be reading more into it than is actually there. I haven’t done this in a while and I’m out of practice. Glancing across at Aria, I see her staring at me, and she gives me a small smile, leaving me more confused than ever.
Things feel a little strained as we eat breakfast and make small talk about the ranch and, embarrassingly, the weather. I’ve no idea what’s changed from last night to this morning, but I intend to find out.
Aria
Walking away from the ranch house, I leave Jack and Jacob finishing their breakfast, an uneasy feeling settling in the pit of my stomach. Last night with Jack had been incredible. There’s no doubt we have a connection, but I know I’ve hurt him this morning. Something I’d never intentionally want to do. I can’t deny my attraction to him though. My body comes alive when he touches me, and I’d wanted nothing more than to jump in his arms when he’d kissed me earlier. However, there is a niggling doubt in the back of my mind that I just can’t push down. He isn’t staying, and I know if I get too close, I’ll end up heartbroken when he leaves.
“Hey, Aria. Did you have fun last night?” Libby calls out as she walks up from the cottage.
“I did. Thanks again for dinner,” I tell her as she reaches me.
She waves off my thanks and links her arm with mine. Together we walk toward the stables. “So, you and Jack seemed close last night.” She looks sideways at me, and I can’t help but sigh.
“Did we?”
She frowns, pulling me to a stop. “What’s happened?”
“Nothing. Well, not nothing, but…” I trail off, feeling my face flush.
“You like him?” she asks gently, and I nod. “So, what’s wrong? I know for sure he likes you too.”
I shrug. “I don’t know if I can keep it casual with him. I think it might just be best not to start anything.”
“Why does it have to be casual?”
“He’s here on vacation, Lib. How can it be anything other than casual?”