Alex fell asleep five minutes into the movie, soft snores leaving his lips. Tawney laughed softly. “I’m sorry he snores.”
I shrugged, looking over at her. “Snoring doesn’t bother me. Besides, I’m sure he’s been running around all day. He’s an energetic kid. I used to crash just as fast when I was growing up.”
She smiled at me and leaned her head on the back of the couch, her face turned toward me. “Why are you so great?”
I slid my hand over her thigh, and her breath hitched in her throat. “Not great, baby. I just really fucking like you.”
She inched closer to me. “How much?”
She was killing me.
“A hell of a lot,” I told her, meaning it. I slid my hand a little higher, and her thighs parted for me. I groaned and bent my head toward hers, sealing our lips together. She kissed me hungrily, a passion burning beneath her surface that exploded when our lips touched. Her fingers slid into my hair, tugging on the ends all while she pressed herself closer to me, basically on my lap now.
“Fuck,” I growled against her lips. “I need a bedroom.”
She quickly stood to her feet, and I did, too. Snatching her hand in mine, I led her down the hall to my room. As soon as the door was shut behind us, I shoved her against it, our lips meeting hungrily again. I wouldn’t have sex with her—not tonight, and certainly not while her son was in the living room—but I would get her off because she deserved that.
I slid my fingers into her leggings, and she mewled, her head falling back against the door. She was soaked, her core drenching my fingers the moment I slipped them inside of her. I rubbed her clit with my thumb all while I finger-fucked her, my lips swallowing her moans and whimpers.
I couldn’t get enough of her. I was so hard it hurt.
She panted into my mouth, drawing closer and closer so fast. Her thighs began to tremble, and she dug her nails into my shoulders.
“Come for me, baby,” I growled against her lips.
She whimpered my name, shattering around my fingers, her walls clamping down. I groaned and pressed myself harder against her, almost coming on the spot just from her coming undone.
I slowly leaned back and pulled my hand from her leggings. With a wicked smirk on my face, I licked my fingers clean. She flushed, her tongue flicking out over her bottom lip.
“Sweet as fuck,” I rumbled.
6
Tawney
Icouldn’t get Slater out of my head. He hadn’t even hinted he wanted anything in return from me last night. He’d made dinner, held an amazing conversation with Alex, and then had gotten me off, giving me one of the hottest orgasms I’d ever had in my life.
Sometimes, I felt like Slater was just a figment of my imagination, brought to me because I was so damn lonely.
But when I woke up to a good morning text on my phone both Saturday and this morning, I knew he was very much real.
And very interested in me, too.
“Mom,” Alex said as soon as I emerged from my room, “can we go to the beach today?”
My only part-time employee was coming in today. She only worked on Sundays, which is what she had requested. And it gave me a day to spend with Alex.
“Sure, kiddo,” I told him. “Grab the beach bag list and make sure everything is packed up,” I told him.
He rushed off to my room. A couple of years ago, I’d created a beach bag list and laminated it for him so he knew what to pack. It taught him responsibility, which was good at his age.
I whipped us up two bowls of sugary frosted flakes and brought them to the table. He quickly rushed to the table, dropping the beach bag by his feet. I flipped on cartoons, and together, we watched SpongeBob while we ate our cereal.
This was our normal Sunday routine. It was the one day he got to eat a sugary breakfast. We normally lazed around, went to the beach, or did some other fun thing in Sizzle Beach until he went to go hang out with his friend, Mason, later in the evening so I could close up the store without worrying about him.
I glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall and swallowed thickly when I realized what day it was.
I’d been so wrapped up in Slater and everything he was evoking in me that I hadn’t realized in just two days, it would be Eric’s anniversary.