Where You Belong: Chapter 19

Last night didn’t go how I thought it would. What was supposed to be a new experience for her turned into something new for me. Sex has never felt like that before. Shit, I don’t know what was in the air, but it felt different. Looking into her eyes, I felt hypnotized and exposed. And she was so damn tight; the grip on my cock had me ready to blow the entire time. I was only able to hold on because I needed her to come.

I look over at the clock on my nightstand. This is the first time in years that I’ve skipped a morning workout, but with her lying sound asleep in my arms, I didn’t want to wake her up. Now it’s getting close to when I have to be at work.

I nudge my shoulder against hers and whisper her name.

She moans and stretches her arms before she leans up on her hands and looks around. She looks adorable as I watch her face contort in confusion, trying to figure out where she is.

My eyes travel south, and see her perky breasts hanging right in front of me.

‘Morning.’ She smiles at me, and my heart skips a beat.

I lift my eyebrows as her nipples harden.

‘It’s a very good mornin’. Especially waking up with these,’ I tell her as I massage her breasts and then pinch her nipples.

She giggles as I move her thigh over my stomach and seat her on top of me. She wiggles her ass on my cock, and this time, she’s the one with raised eyebrows.

‘I swear waking you up was innocent,’ I tell her. ‘I need to go to work. But then you flashed me with your tits, and now I’m thinking about other things.’

‘Like what?’ she asks in a sultry voice.

‘Like how I need to sink my cock deep inside you right now. I need that virgin-tight cunt to get me off this morning,’ I say as my hands run up and down her thighs.

I can feel the moisture gather on my briefs, proof that she isn’t as innocent as she thinks she is. You don’t get turned on by those words unless you have some naughty in you.

She surprises me by reaching over my shoulder and opening my drawer for a condom. I pull down my briefs and kick them off while she rips the foil open with her mouth before rolling it down my shaft.

‘How are you feeling this morning? Are you sore?’ I ask her, remembering how long it’s been for her.

‘I’m definitely sore, but you’re also super sexy and tempting.’ She bites her bottom lip shyly.

‘Are you okay riding me this time?’

My thumb reaches for her clit and starts to rub circles. It’s the sexiest thing to watch her face reveal just how much she likes it.

‘I’ve never been on top before,’ she admits.

‘It’s okay. I’ll help you along,’ I tell her.

She nods her head, but I can tell she’s a bit nervous. I grab my dick and line it up. With my hands on each side of her hips, I pull her down slowly.

Shit, I’d already forgotten just how good it feels to be inside of her, even just a couple inches.

I let her decide when she’s ready to take all of me as I let my hands rest on her hips. Her hands lean down on my pecs as she slowly sinks all the way down until her ass is resting on my balls.

Without my direction, she lifts herself back up and slams down. Her head falls back and her hands reach for her breasts.

Fuck, it’s hot watching her find her own sexuality.

She starts to increase her pace, and when she lifts her head, her jaw is slack and she looks like she is on the verge of coming.

‘This feels so good,’ she whispers as she continues, only this time when she bottoms out, she moves in circles as her clit drags on my stomach.

‘Fuck, baby. You’re a natural at this,’ I tell her.

She starts slamming down on me so hard that my headboard starts to hit the wall. I’m no longer able to hold back my orgasm. I dig my fingers into her thighs and curse out my release. Thankfully, she isn’t far behind me as I feel her walls squeeze my dick.

She’s glistening in her own sweat, and I’ve never seen anything sexier. She falls down on top of me.

‘I can’t believe I never knew it could be like this,’ she whispers into my chest.

Her words fill me with pride. I can’t believe I’m the lucky bastard who gets to be with her.

Three hours later, I’m standing in the breakroom at my office. Alexis and I agreed to go shower separately after our morning fiasco. I didn’t want to risk getting caught by Sienna. She normally sleeps in, but you never know what can happen with a four-year-old.

The pot of coffee brews in front of me. While I wait, my mind drifts off to the last couple days. My mind and body have been consumed with Alexis. What started out as me trying to help her relax and enjoy herself sexually has turned into something I don’t think I can control or slow down. Like now, I can’t wait for work to end so I can get home and see her.

‘What’s gotten into you?’ Lucas interrupts my thoughts as he walks into the room.

‘Just waiting for coffee,’ I tell him.

The pot is ready, so I grab it and pour myself another cup. I turn around, and Lucas is leaning against the fridge with a strange look on his face.

‘What?’ I lean my head to the side to try to figure him out.

He pushes off the fridge and grabs a mug to pour himself some coffee, and then he faces me.

‘You’ve been in an increasingly better mood lately, but this morning is a whole other level,’ he says with a smile.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ I rebuke with irritation.

I try to walk out of the room, but he stands in front of me.

‘Come on, admit it! For two years, you’ve moped around this office, ready to blow up at anyone who even looks at you the wrong way. Now, I walk in on you waiting for coffee with a smile on your face like it’s Christmas morning and you’re five years old.’

‘I wasn’t smiling,’ I defend.

Was I? It doesn’t sound like me to just smile out of nowhere.

He takes a sip of his coffee. ‘Dude, your mouth couldn’t stretch any bigger than it just was. What gives? Could it be your pretty nanny making you Mr. Sunshine?’

‘That’s none of your business,’ I reply, then walk around him and straight out the door.

I hear his laugh echo through the hall as I do my best to escape back to my office.

Not much time passes before I hear a loud knock on my door. I don’t even get a chance to respond to the knock before my door is opening, and all three siblings are filing in.

I glare at Lucas, who seems rather happy with himself at the moment.

‘So, I hear congratulations are in order.’ Marcus slaps my shoulder, then moves to the couch on the far end of my office.

‘Stop messing with him, guys.’ Mia defends my honor. She takes a seat across from me with a sweet smile on her face. ‘Is it true?’

I take that back, she’s just as bad as my brothers. She just does it with class.

‘What are you talking about?’ I respond as I drag my hand through my hair.

She smiles at me. ‘Are you sleeping with Alex?’

‘I don’t see how that’s any of your business.’

‘So you are. Good for you,’ Marcus shouts from the couch.

I look over at him and glare. He lifts his hands up and shrugs like he has no idea what I could be offended by.

‘She’s a really sweet girl, Gabe. Be careful,’ Mia warns.

Anger scatters through my body at her warning. I don’t appreciate her acting like I’m a bad guy who would treat Alexis poorly.

‘Why the hell is it me who has to be careful? I’m the one who got my heart stomped on by my ex-wife, not the other way around. I’m the one raising a four-year-old by myself.’

‘Easy there,’ Lucas says. ‘I think she just means don’t lead her on if this is just a summer fling.’

Is this just a summer fling? What’s going to happen when her time is up in three weeks? Is she going to leave this city behind, and Sienna and me will just be a distant memory she sees as a pit stop in her life? She’s so young and has her whole life ahead of her.

This question sits with me for the rest of the day, but I try to shake it as I’m driving home from work. It was one night…there’s no need to analyze anything.

When I walk into my house, I hear music playing loudly through the kitchen. As I walk in, I’m hit with Sienna standing on her stool next to a sexy-looking Alexis in pink cotton shorts and a baggy gray sweatshirt. They’re dancing around and laughing while mixing something in a bowl.

I’m not exactly sure what it is they’re making, but Alexis pulls the spatula out of the bowl and licks the contents. My dick twitches in my pants at the sight. Fuck, that damn tongue of hers has some serious skill.

Alexis leans the spatula down for Sienna to get some. They both smile and groan over how good it is.

‘Okay, let’s get these babies rolled out onto a baking sheet and pop them in the oven,’ Alexis says.

When she turns around, she screams, and the spatula flies right into her chest.

‘Oh my god! You scared me!’ She puts her hand to her heart.

‘Daddy!’ Sienna screams and runs into my arms.

‘Hi, sweetie! What are you two baking over here?’ I ask as I pick her up and kiss her cheek.

‘Chocolate chip cookies!’ she bellows.

‘Can’t wait to try one,’ I tell her as I put her down.

She runs off, screaming that she has to go potty. The girl always waits until the last second before it’s almost too late. It drives me insane.

I stuff my hands in my pockets and glance back at Alexis. She is wiping some cookie dough off her sweatshirt. At closer inspection, I see a lacrosse stick across the front. Call it instinct, but I know she doesn’t play lacrosse.

‘What’s with the sweatshirt? You didn’t play lacrosse, did you?’ I nod to her chest.

‘Huh?’ she asks with confusion as she looks down at her sweatshirt. ‘Oh, no, I never played. Some guy just left it at my apartment after some party.’

Possessive jealousy comes over me at the mention of some other guy. I don’t know if they were ever romantic together, but I don’t give a shit. All I know is that I want her out of that sweatshirt now. She should be wearing something of mine.

I step into her until I can almost taste her. Grabbing the front of the hoodie, I pull her against me.

‘I want you out of this damn thing right away. Go take it off, and then throw it away. You don’t wear another man’s clothes around me,’ I growl out.

She bites her lip and swallows. ‘I didn’t realize it would bother you.’

‘Well, it does. I want you to go into my closet and pick something of mine. From now on in this house, if you’re cold, you wear my sweatshirt. Got it?’

She nods her head up and down.

‘Good. Now go…get that off and come back in something of mine.’

She places the spatula on the counter and walks toward my room with a little sway to her ass. I lean against the counter and cross my arms across my chest. I don’t know where that anger and passion came from, I’ve never felt such overpowering jealousy in my life. Seeing her in that hoodie made me feel like she could never be mine, and I just snapped.

She comes back out a minute later in my gray Italia hoodie that I got on a trip when the weather turned a bit colder than I had planned.

Fuck, that’s what I like to see. I feel like a gorilla who wants to pump his chest with pride.

She smirks at me when she gets back to the kitchen.

‘Is this better, sir?’ she says with a bit of mischief in her tone.

I can’t tell if she’s playing with me, but it makes me want to grab her hair and force her on her knees. Before I can say anything, Sienna comes barreling back into the room.

She jumps around in front of Alexis. ‘Can we finish the cookies now?’

‘Of course, let’s get rolling,’ Alexis tells her.

‘Hey, that’s my daddy’s shirt,’ Sienna says as she points at Alexis.

‘Oh, um,’ Alexis starts while she glances at me. I offer a smirk in her direction, interested to see what she’s going to say. ‘I got cookie dough on my other one. Your daddy let me borrow his.’

Sienna shrugs her shoulders at that response and gets back on her stool.

Alexis glares at me as she walks over to the counter, and I can’t help but let out a small laugh.