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Lying against Jaden with his arms embracing me, my body ignites for him. I slide my arms around him and hold him tightly as we lie together on the sofa.
Britney’s with her father on their summer vacation. We share custody of our baby girl, switching weeks. Preston and I married after our first year of college. I got pregnant immediately following our honeymoon, but that pregnancy ended in a miscarriage. I threw myself into my education and attended the community college to get my teaching certificate, then took culinary school. I didn’t have big dreams of being a chef; I wanted to teach, and so I did.
I almost left Preston the year before I got pregnant. We were both busy in our careers. It felt like I was married to my friend and not my lover. Then on our anniversary, he surprised me with a fancy dinner, and dancing. We stayed at a high-end hotel. We had incredible sex for hours and I was sure our marriage had turned a corner.
A month later, I woke up puking my guts out and realized my period was late. After work that day, I stopped by the grocery store and bought a home pregnancy test. I’d given up hope of ever having a child after my miscarriage and not getting pregnant for all those years. We never used anything to ever prevent a pregnancy.
Britney Blaire Turner was born a month after I turned the ripe old age of thirty-six.
She’s the absolute joy of my life. Her father, Preston Turner III, is a manager of an insurance firm. He doesn’t sell insurance, just manages all the agents for the owner, Dale Doogle. We all went to high school together. Dale and Preston were best friends. They still are, even though Dale’s hardly ever around; he’s always vacationing somewhere.
As for Preston and me, we tried to make our marriage work for our daughter. He doted on Britney from the moment she was born. I couldn’t have asked for a better father for my daughter. But in the end, his complete attention to our daughter and none on me left me empty. I asked him to talk to me. I thought he was cheating on me; he wasn’t. I asked him to attend marriage counseling and family counseling. He refused and said he was providing a loving home for me and Britney. It felt more like an empty shell to me. Our sex life dissipated quickly, and I couldn’t stay. I needed to have a fulfilled life and that meant a man who wanted me emotionally and physically, not just as a mother to his child.
Leaving was the hardest decision of my life. I don’t know why we dragged it out as long as we did. But in the end, it was the best decision for all of us. Preston and I are better as friends who co-parent. Britney is thriving with our every other week arrangement. We’re better parents now than when we were a married couple. It was a mutual and friendly divorce.
Jaden squeezes me tight, bringing me back to our reality. Several minutes pass before I release him and sit upright next to him. Brushing his scruffy cheek, I smile as I gaze into his amazing blue eyes. I quiver when his hands cup my face and gently tugs me to him.
Before I can speak, his mouth smothers mine. His soft tongue dives between my lips and I welcome him. With my arms around him again, I kiss him with every bit of passion I have for him.
When our sultry kiss ends, he stands and offers me his hand. I can’t deny him. Placing my hand in his, I stand next to him.
He leads me up the stairs and to my bedroom. Jaden walks us to my bed and takes a seat on the end. He draws me to him, his hands resting on my hips as I drape my arms over his broad shoulders. He opens his mouth to speak, and I place my index finger there.
Shaking my head, I lean into him and kiss him. My heart drums wildly, my clit pulsates, my lips drip. I ache for him to be inside of me. I need Jaden Lugo.
His hands grab the hem of my silk top, and he lifts it over my head. His eyes sparkle as he reaches around behind me and unhooks my silk bra. Sliding it down my arms, he licks his lips, then tosses the bra. Jaden cups my breasts with his soft hands, leaning toward me, his mouth captures the right one, as he fondles the left. My nipples stiffen, electric pulses wander all through my body. My head sways as I lean into him.
His hands slip to my waist, and he pulls me on top of him as he falls back onto my bed. Rolling us over onto our sides, I brush his lightly bearded jaw. I love his soft facial hair. Especially when he tickles my inner thighs when he lies between them.
Gazing deep into his exquisite blues, he melts my soul. My heart races like a gazelle running from a lion. I grab the bottom of his cotton t-shirt as he props himself up, then I tug his shirt from him. I tumble my hands down his firm chest, absorbing the softness of his tan skin. I lean in and kiss his gorgeous pecs. Lingering my lips on him, I slowly circle his nipples with my tongue, and taste the sweetness that is my Jaden.
His arms embrace me and mine him. We kiss passionately, rolling over and over on my bed. He cups my ass, yanking me close to him. His hard cock strains beneath his jeans, my panties are wet.
We fall apart and each quickly remove the rest of our clothes, tossing them away. I grip his long, solid length and stroke him slowly.
He moans, “My god, kitten. Don’t stop, baby.” He lays his head on my shoulder, his warm breath trailing along my collarbone.
Sliding out from under him, I drop kisses across his tight chest. His skin is silky and delicious.
“Mmm, J. I could lick your body forever.” My hand wraps around his cock and I glide it deliberately up and down him.
He whispers, “That can be arranged.”
I quickly catch his eyes and stop stroking him.
“Jaden. I?—”
He yanks me to him and quiets me with his kiss. He rolls me onto my back, kissing my lips, my neck, my breasts, my mid drift. I grab his head before he goes between my legs.
“Kitten, let me make love to you. We can talk later. You know I need to fuck you. Look at me.” He shifts his body and shows me his hard shaft, then he slides back between my legs.
My clit throbs and I push his head down. His tongue circles my swollen mound. I lift my hips when he slides his long fingers inside of me.
“Oh my, god. J,” I pant and squeeze my thighs against his head. His soft beard tickles me and I shiver.
He curls his long finger and hits my G-spot, sending me to the edge of tomorrow. I clamp hard on his head again and scream his name, “Jaden! Jesus, God. Jaden!”
Lifting his head, he smiles sinfully and licks his lips as he crawls onto my tingling body. I wrap my arms around his neck, cupping my elbows with my hands and lift my hips to welcome his hard as steel dick into my pussy.
“Yes, baby. God, you feel so good inside of me.” I wrap my legs around his waist, and we find our rhythm.
After Jaden brings me to multiple orgasms, I push against his shoulders and try to flip us. I want to go for a sweet ride to my bliss on my young hottie.
Understanding my touch, he rolls us over and I straddle his body. His shaft throbs inside me as I splay my hands on his perfect abs. I rock myself on him. His hands grip my waist and lift me up and down on him. The friction created inside me by his cock rubbing my center walls makes me quake hard. My head sways as magnificent sensations travel throughout my body. I squeeze my thighs against him, then lean back to allow his fingers access to my clit. I brace myself with my hands on his shins.
He gently rubs me as I gyrate on him. Bouncing faster on him, my release comes hard when his body jerks upward and I sense his cum spray into me.
I collapse onto him, and he rolls us over again. Lying between my legs with his head resting on my breasts, I thread my fingers through his short hair over and over.
His hands caress my body as we lie, holding each other tenderly.
My heart freezes, my breathing stops briefly. This is what’s been missing in my life for several years. Passion, touching, kissing, cuddling. Jaden gives me all of that. For right now, he’s exactly who and what I want.