“Howdareyou presume to think that you know anything about what it is like to be a parent. What, because you have known her for all of five minutes, you think that you are suddenly an expert?”
“No, not at all, it’s just that—”
“Stop. You don’t know me and you sure as hell don’t know Lilly. You don’t know what that girl has been through, and you don’t know what she needs.”
I should just stay quiet now. Everything in my head is firing off at me to tell me to keep quiet and be done. But my heart is pulling me in a different direction. Lilly isachingfor her dad to move on so that she can move on too, and Chad isn’t seeing it.
Against my better judgment, I keep talking. I put down the tool in my hand and take a step closer to Chad to show him that I am not intimidated by him and that I am not backing down just because he’s put up a whole bunch of walls. He helped me when I was sitting inside of a flooding house, and I am going to return the favor by helping him now—whether he wants me to or not.
“Maybe it’syouthat isn’t seeing what she needs,” I say, realizing that this could very easily get me displaced from my current living arrangement and possibly evenfired. “Lilly isdesperateto move on, Chad. She’s been trying to show you and tell you that in not so many words. She wants to have a life and a future, and in order to do that,youneed to have a life and a future too. One that doesn’t solely revolve around her.”
I’ve gone too far. Chad doesn’t even have the words to spit out at me because I have gone way too far. He’s right—Lilly isn’t my daughter, and I can’t even imagine what they’ve been through.
“I’m sorry,” I say as I try to ease the moment. “I know that it must be beyond difficult for you to talk about this stuff.”
“The only thing that is difficult at the current moment, is dealing with you trying to push your nose into my business,” Chad says.
All right, that’s enough. I’ve been trying to be nice, and he just continues to be combative.
“You know what? If you would stop being so damned obstinate all the time, then maybe you would be able to see past yourself,” I snap back.
I am so frustrated that I want to stomp off and go outside to take a breath from this heated argument for a minute or two, but there is so much cluttering the floor of this currently deconstructed cottage, that I trip over a loose plank and nearly fall face first into a pile of nails.
Chad reaches out and catches me instantly, saving me from what would likely be an unpleasant trip to the hospital. And then, in the middle of our heated, trainwreck of an argument, the moment seems to overwhelm us both.
While still holding me in his arms, Chad leans his face to mine and kisses me.
I have never been so surprised in my life. After how put-off he seemed by my meddling words in his affairs, not only does he catch me when I fall but hekissesme before letting me go. And regardless of any hesitation that I might have felt a few moments ago, I kiss him back.
I hold the sides of his face with both hands as our tongues meet, and I feel a bursting passion erupt within me. I simply cannot resist him, nor do I want to.
Even as he sets me back on my feet, our mouths stay pressed together and his arms wrap around me, pulling me closer to him until I can feel the stiff swell of desire bulging at the front of his pants.
Everything is a frenzy of motion, our hands tracing and pulling against each other, our mouths as we smash our lips tighter together. I twist my fingers in his hair and within minutes it becomes clear that this willnotbe enough.
Chad lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me carefully through the debris and into my bedroom. On the bedframe, is a new mattress that he ordered for me and a single blanket that I had spread out to rest on when I needed to take a minute while working on all the repairs. He lays me down, pulling my shirt over my head as he does, and I do the same. What would seem to be an abrupt and reckless passion is anything but.Thishas been brewing ever since I first laid eyes on him. Every day at work, and every night that I have stayed at his house since the flood, has been nothing short of a lesson in self-restraint. This yearning has been building forweeks. Giving in to it is the easy part.
There is a flurry of clothes tossed to the far corners of the room, until we are both stripped bare with no barriers between us to prevent us from making a mistake. In the moment, it doesn’t feel like a mistake at all. It feels like something I have wanted more than anything else in a very long time.
For a split second, Chad hesitates, staring intensely into my eyes as I struggle to stay still beneath him. His weighty cock rests against my thighs and I am all but delirious with excitement that sinks into my core. It’s as if he is giving me this moment to change my mind, to abandon ship and change the course of action away from what we are about to do. But having him isexactlywhat I want, and I reach up to wrap my arms around his back and pull him down over me in a sweeping motion that leaves no questions unanswered.
Immediately, he pushes a hard, swollen cock into my body with a slow and steady force that ignites the blood in my veins.
I’m on fire for him.
With every thrust; small gasps of pleasure escape my lips. I move with him until we are in perfect unison—a perfected orchestration of pleasure that I try desperately to hold onto without orgasming too soon. I want this to last. I want to ride the high of my arousal like a wave.
I moan into his mouth as he kisses me and arch my back encouraging him to go deeper. Thrust harder. He leans on one arm and touches me with the other. His fingers blazing a trail across my body with each light touch. Here amidst the mess that is my cottage, this is perfection with every touch.
My breath comes faster as my arousal reaches the point of no return, I unravel, feeling him explode within me mere seconds later.
Chad lays over me for a few long seconds, keeping his weight off my chest as I try to catch my breath. I can feel his arms trembling and his body quaking with the aftershocks. Then, he gently slides off of me and lays beside me on the bed.
There is a moment when I wonder what will happen now. Will he lay there beside me and then get up to return to work on the cottage as if this didn’t happen? Or will this turn into an even more tumultuously heated argument now that we have both given in to something that we knew better than to do?
My moment of insecurity doesn’t last before he reaches over and gently pulls me up to lay against his chest. I can hear his heart pounding and I realize that now everything has changed. I can no longer deny the fact that I am falling for him and his little family.
Chapter Ten