13. Take Advantage Of You

13

TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU

“ C an I tell you when you texted me at noon and asked if I could get out early today that I thought it might be an April Fool’s joke?” Kelly said to him on Tuesday.

“Sorry about that,” he said. “But since our last date got messed up, I figured I’d throw it out there that we could have a few extra hours today. I’ve got to get Ty at seven.”

It was four now. They’d have less than three hours by the time he had to leave to pick up his son.

He’d dropped Ty off at three, took the rest of the afternoon off and ran to the store for food to cook for dinner.

“Don’t worry. I find it very sweet that you made the offer.”

“Not a problem leaving early?” he asked.

“It’s only thirty minutes early,” she said. “I get out at four anyway. No one thinks anything of it. I start work around seven. Cade is flexible. I’m an early bird and he’s not. I think he likes that I’m there so early to handle things.”

“Alex always complained Cade worked late at night and slept in. I think it works for them now. When the twins were younger, he would stay up later dealing with them and she’d go to bed. Then she’d get up early in the morning and let him sleep.”

“I heard about it,” Kelly said. “He’d come in around ten while Alex was home on maternity leave. He said they had it worked out so that they each got about six or seven hours straight sleep because he’d feed the kids at midnight while she went to bed at nine, then she’d get up around four or five when the kids needed to be fed again and he’d sleep.”

Michael didn’t have that luxury. He did it on his own. Even when he stayed with Electra for a week after Ty was born, he was getting up and doing it and letting her rest since she was the one who gave birth.

But when he went back home, she cried she needed more help so he was splitting his time. When he spent the night there on the couch, she never got up once with Ty and slept the whole time, having him deal with it.

He knew right away things weren’t going to work out, but Electra had to come to terms with it on her own so he wasn’t the bad guy.

“Teamwork is great,” he said. “Especially since there were twins. I know Jolene helped out a lot too.”

“Two is nothing for her,” she said. “Did your parents help you?”

“They did,” he said. “But they still work too so during the week I was on my own most times. I didn’t get custody of Ty until he was over a month and then I took a month off of work to try to get my house set and us in a routine. Had to get daycare set up.”

“Electra didn’t have that set up already?” she asked.

“No,” he said. “I don’t know that she thought of any of those things.”

Kelly moved over and rubbed his arm. “I’m sorry. That had to be so stressful. I’m sure you wanted to just take him right away and fix it all. I can’t believe it was easy for you to not step in.”

“It wasn’t easy,” he said. “I had to do what was right for Ty. I was there for everything I could be, all the while in the back of my mind figuring out how to set my house up and talking to my lawyer.”

“I bet there are a lot of men out there in your situation that would have been ticked off that they had to spend so much time and money on a child with their ex and you were most likely relieved she wanted you to have custody.”

He pulled her into his arms. “That is exactly it and I’m glad you can see that. Not many women can. And since we don’t have much time, why don’t we have an early dinner and maybe pick up where we left off the other day?”

She put her arms around his neck. “We can have dinner after,” she said. “Just in case you get called away.”

“I like the way you think. I was talking about kissing,” he said.

“I was thinking something else,” she whispered against his lips. “No reason to wait when I know what I need to know about you.”

He didn’t know what that meant. “Is that a good thing?”

“It is,” she said. “You’re a good person, Michael. That is the most important thing to me. You’re sexy, sweet, and right now in my arms. I want to take advantage of you.”

“Oh,” he said. “You should have said that first.”

He lifted her up, her legs went around his waist, his mouth crushed hers and he started to walk toward the stairs and to his room.

She hadn’t been upstairs yet; there hadn’t been a reason. He hadn’t thought she’d be going there today either but wasn’t going to say no if she was offering.

“You’re pretty coordinated,” she said.

“It’s my house,” he said. “I know where everything is and can walk around it with my eyes closed half the time.”

He got to his room and all but dropped her on the bed. She started to giggle and he leaned over and caged her in, his hands on her sides, his mouth going back to hers.

Her fingers slid under his shirt, touching the skin around his waist and up his ribs until his shirt was lifted and tossed aside.

“Holy cow. I guess you do work out.”

He squinted at her. “I’ll show you my exercise room at some point,” he said.

“Turn, let me see the muscles on your back.”

“No,” he said.

“Please,” she said, putting her hands in front of her chest in prayer.

“Only if you do the same,” he said.

She hopped up fast from his bed, and started to unbutton the shirt she had on since she’d come from work. She was doing it quickly and in jerky motions, then yanked it off her arms, but the sleeves caught at the cuffs.

“Dang it,” she said. “I wasn’t prepared for this. Not sexy huh?”

“Keep going,” he said. “Every part of you is sexy.”

Her hair was tousled and flying around her face from all her movements. Her bra was white and had some cute little blue flowers on them. Sexy innocent was a thing and it appeared to be a thing he loved.

She finally yanked her hands out of her shirt, spread her arms wide and showed him her breasts in her bra, and then turned and let him see her back.

Not a lot of muscle but no fat. His eyes moved down to her tiny waist and ass in her colored jeans. They were a little higher around her stomach and somewhat baggy.

They weren’t loose as if they were the wrong size, just not glued to her body like the jeans she wore the other day.

“Aren’t we like a sexy couple?” she said. “Drop the jeans, buddy. Then I’ll do mine.”

He laughed. He wasn’t sure the last time he laughed when he was having sex.

He unfastened the button and lowered the zipper. “You too. Same time.”

She did the same, parted her jeans and he saw the matching bottoms to her bra.

“Shit,” he said. “You’re trying to work me up wearing that. I know you’re not some innocent sweet girl.”

She batted her eyes at him with a massive grin on her face. “It’s April Fool’s Day and all. Had to get my little joke in there.”

Which meant she’d been planning this. That he’d see what she had on under her clothes.

They both lowered their jeans and kicked them away. Her underwear rose high up on her hips and thighs and had enough coverage that he felt he was back in time with a style that was returning from the 90s.

She turned and showed her ass, still covered completely.

The whole innocent vibe she was pulling off enough that his dick was ready to lower his underwear on its own.

When she turned back, her eyes stopped at his crotch. “You’re staring,” he said.

“Just thinking that every part of you is big.”

He snorted. “I like to think that I’m proportionally built.”

“Oh, baby, you’re built. I just hope we fit.”

“You’ll be fine,” he said. “I’ll make sure of it.”

He had her in his arms again before she could say another word, her back hitting the bed and the bottom of her bra lifted.

His mouth went to a taut nipple and pulled it in for a taste and then a little nibble.

She let out a squeak and he leaned back. “Sorry,” she said. “Didn’t expect to feel that between my legs.”

He laughed. “Good to know.” Then did it again.

Her hips were lifting up and pressing against him, the barrier of their underwear not much in the scheme of things.

But it was enough to stop him from sinking in fast like he wanted to do.

Since she’d made a comment about them fitting, he’d make sure she was ready though.

First, he played with her breasts some more, and had her squirming under him to the point he thought she was a fish out of water trying to get back in.

He’d never had to keep someone still before and she was making it hard.

“I’m so worked up,” she said.

“Need me to take care of that first?” he asked, his hand sliding down and inside of her underwear. Shit, she was completely bare and he had to see it. Talk about a contradiction to what she had on.

“I’d appreciate that,” she said. “Because it’s going to be fast.”

He helped her wiggle out of her underwear, got a good look at her waxed skin. “Do you always do that?”

“Just usually around bathing suit season, but since I’ve got a guy in my life, I thought I’d do it a little earlier.”

“I appreciate it,” he said, his head dropping down. He spread her legs wide, licked her once and heard the squeal again.

She had no problem letting him know what she wanted when her hands went to his head and started to push him around to her swollen bud and hold him there.

He held back the laugh because he’d rather know than guess what a woman wanted.

He pulled her sensitive skin in, sucked a few times and the next thing he knew she was chanting out a mumble of words that made no sense.

No reason to stop her pleasure, not that he could with the way her hands were holding his head there.

When her grip loosened, he leaned back and looked up to see her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face, her body relaxed.

Her bra lifted up and was pushing her breasts out in a funny sight and she popped her eyes open to see him looking there.

“I’ll remove it,” she said. “Not a comfortable style. You need to ditch those boxer briefs so I can see it all now too. At least I’m lubed up good now.”

The things that came out of her mouth.

He moved over to the nightstand to get a condom out, then removed his underwear and opened the package.

Her eyes were on him as he rolled the condom down one handed over the length of him.

“Meet with your approval?” he asked. He wasn’t sure what to make of her silent assessment.

“Damn,” she said. “Yes. Just admiring how efficiently you covered yourself too. Makes me wonder how great your experience is.”

“Don’t overthink the fact that I’m coordinated.”

“Ha ha,” she said, opening her arms. “Come to me.”

He’d never had a woman say that to him before. Which meant he never got to feel what those words invoked either.

He moved a few steps to her while she scooted up on the bed to his pillow and he climbed on and over her.

His hands were on each side of her, her knees were bent and her legs open wide just waiting for him to sink in.

“You ready or need more?” he asked. “You seemed nervous before.”

“Not nervous now. I know you won’t hurt me.”

“Never,” he said, lowering his mouth to hers, his body dropping down and nudging his way in. She was tight but not horrible, and as she’d said, nice and lubed up.

He slid in and held himself there while she adjusted and when her hips lifted and went back down he knew she was ready for more.

Her nails were leaving marks on his back as he thrust in and out at a steady pace. She was keeping up with him, but he wasn’t sure how long he was going to last.

He wanted to see if he could get her there again but didn’t think it was going to happen with the way he was feeling right now.

Her legs came up and wrapped around his hips. “Give it to me hard,” she said, then crushed their mouths together again.

He had to do what she said because he had no control over his body once he heard those words.

It was a few thrusts before he was coming and groaning and hating that he didn’t last longer, but she was grinding against him while he was coming and then tensing and moaning. He felt her pulsing around him and realized she knew what she had to do to get herself there too.

He dropped down on top of her and rolled at the same time to not crush her.

“We make a good team,” she said. “Wow.”

“Yeah,” he said. “Wow.”