He reached for her hand. “Are you tired?” he asked.
“A little,” she said.
“I can take you home now. Or I can take you to my place. It’s just a cabin but it’s very comfortable.”
“I’d love to see it,” she said. “And maybe stay a little while.”
“It sounds like you’ve given this some thought,” he said.
“Haven’t you?” she asked with a lift of one brow.
He chuckled, putting the SUV in gear. “I haven’t thought about much else since I met you, Sid.”
* * *
Given the size of his home, it wasn’t necessary to show Sid around. She could see most of it from just inside the door. Dakota grasped her hands and pulled them around his neck. He kissed her softly, then ran his hands down her arms, her sides, circling her waist. He kissed her again. “Tell me if it’s okay,” he said.
“It’s okay.”
Massaging her back while he kissed her, he found a zipper and slowly slid it all the way down. He slid a hand inside. “Come on,” he said. “I want to fall into you.”
He walked her about ten feet into the bedroom, where he gently slid the dress off her shoulders and down, leaving her standing before him in a strapless bra and very small panties exactly the same color as her navy blue dress and strappy heels. He looked her up and down. She stepped out of the dress, stood straight and let him fill his eyes. He loved that she didn’t cower, try to cover herself or push away.
“Damn,” he said. “I knew about those legs, even if I hadn’t seen them. The jeans. You knock me out with those jeans. But this... You’re incredible. Do you know that?” One of the first things he noticed was a long scar on her right thigh, but it took nothing away from her beauty.
She just laughed.
“You are!” He hooked his thumbs into the sides of her sheer panties.
“Not yet,” she said. She pulled up his shirt and ran her small hands over his chest. “You’re falling behind. I seem to be the only one undressing.”
“I’d kind of like you to stay like this all night, but that’s impossible. I’d explode.” He kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt over his head. He wriggled out of his pants quickly and she stared at him. With a groan, her lips found his as her hand ran over the erection straining at his underwear. Holding her, kissing her, he pushed against her hand. Then she slid it inside and his breath caught. “Now, Sid?” he asked, sliding his hand down the back of her panties. “Can we lose these now?”
She pulled down his boxers and he leaned into her, pressing against her belly. “Now,” she said. “Now the playing field is even.”
He pushed her gently onto his bed and knelt beside her. He lifted one leg and began to slide off her shoe, then kissed her from her ankle to her panties. “I’d love to leave these on, but there could be injuries.” He kissed the other leg, ankle to panties. Then he slowly slid down the panties and grinned as he gazed into her eyes. “A real blonde,” he said. He gently rolled her to the side and unhooked her bra, laying her bare to his gaze.
Of course, that left him naked to her eyes, as well. He leaned over her, kissing her mouth, reaching with the other hand into the bedside table for condoms.
“It’s been a long time,” she said somewhat shyly.
“Is this the first time since...before?” he asked.
She nodded.
“We’ll take our time. You can tell me what you want. Or you can stop me anytime something isn’t right.”
“I’m sure it’ll be right,” she said.
He slid a hand over her pubis and gently probed that sensitive place in her very center, pushing into her. “Oh, yeah,” he said, thrilled by her softness. “It’s going to be right.” Then he covered her with kisses from her lips to her neck to her breasts and then back again. Her small hands ran all over his back to his firm butt. Before many minutes had passed, she was straining toward him and he was holding back. The condoms still lay on the table and she said, “Please. Please get ready.”
“We could wait a little while, make it crazier,” he offered.
“I don’t want that, Cody,” she said, using his pet nickname for the first time. “I want you right away.”
He quickly got on it, opening up a package and stretching on the condom. Dakota knelt between her thighs and gazed into her eyes. “I want to see your eyes. I want you to see mine.” He slowly lowered himself, touching her first with his fingers, then sliding into her gently. “God,” he said. “God.”
Her hips lifted to bring him deeper and she began to move against him instantly, holding him against her, kissing him hungrily and whimpering softly. Dakota let her set the rhythm and then moved with her, evenly at first, then harder, then deeper and harder. She bit his lip as a moan escaped her and she froze, pushing against him. And he felt it, the tightening and throbbing against him. He grabbed her butt in both hands and rode it out with her, and when he sensed that she was nearly complete, he rode her hard, bringing her back to the brink again, making her come again. And he let go until his brain was empty.
She panted beneath him; he panted above her, covering her face with kisses. It took some time to calm.
“Are you going to ask me if it was good?” she said.
He shook his head. “I was there. I know it was good. It was powerful.”
“I could have been faking,” she said with a sly smile.
He chuckled. “Then you are a woman of many talents.”
“Oh, Cody, I worry that you could be habit-forming...”
“There are worse things.”
“How am I going to explain this to my nephews?” she said.
“Video games,” he said. “Tell them we stayed up late playing video games.”
She laughed. “You think they’d buy that?”
“Not a chance. But they’ll stop asking questions. Especially when you explain we like to play naked.”
“I wouldn’t want to give them any ideas. It’s obvious testosterone has hit our household. They’re becoming men before my eyes.”
He ran his hands through her hair, spreading it across the pillow. “Every time we’ve been together, it’s been a ponytail. I know that’s necessary—you’re always around food. But this is good. You’re so pretty, Sid.”
“Ordinary,” she said. “Plain.”
He laughed low in his throat. “Absolutely not. You’re beautiful.”
“Nah,” she said, shaking her head. “Thank you, though. I think you’re the beautiful one—you have the young girls chasing you. And now you have me chasing you, too.”
He touched the scar on her thigh and looked into her eyes.
“An accident,” she said. “I was hit by a car when I was nine.”
“A bad accident,” he said.
“I was on my bike. She...the driver...didn’t see me.”
“Looks like it must have been pretty serious,” he said, running a finger along the scar.
“Compound femur. Four surgeries. Infection, growth plate issues, a year out of school. But as you can see, both legs are the same length—I’m lucky. I think that’s the year that drove me into myself, when I became very shy and turned to books. I had a great tutor. And I also became very self-conscious. I had a lot of pain. I limped a little from pain and weakness. I couldn’t really run and play so I became studious.”
“It’s certainly not holding you back now,” he said.
“It’s ugly,” she said. “One thigh is thinner than the other.”
He kissed her. “You are so beautiful. These are the greatest legs I’ve ever known.” He frowned slightly. “Sid, you’re not paying attention to the guys in the bar—the cops, the firefighters, the locals. Their eyes light up when they see you. They’re all grins. I know you’ve been asked out...”
“They’re just being nice,” she said. “And we are all friends.”
“You don’t go out with customers...”
“I made an exception with you.” She raked his beard with her fingernails. “I’m glad I did.”
“Because I’m great in bed?” he asked hopefully.
“Because Sister Mary Jacob likes you.”
He kissed her forehead. “Excuse me for a second,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”
Dakota visited the bathroom. He suspected Sid’s ex-husband had not been a good person. He couldn’t believe she didn’t think of herself as pretty.
He dimmed the bathroom light so it wasn’t shining brightly and went back to the bed. He reached for her hand. “Come with me, sweetheart,” he urged. “I want to show you something.” He pulled her along with him to the bathroom. He stood her facing the mirror and thought, Dear God, what a sight. Her golden hair was crazy from making love, falling over her shoulders to cover her breasts. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks pink.
He stood behind her, a head taller, his big hands on her upper arms. “Look,” he said. “You’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. Certainly one of the most ravishing I’ve ever held in my arms.” He pulled her hair over one shoulder, baring her neck. He bent to put his lips here. One of his hands slid down her torso, past her flat belly, covering her pubis gently. His other hand slid around to cup a breast. “You’re sexy enough to bring me to my knees. Something tells me you weren’t told that often enough.”
Her eyes closed.
“I want you to look. Look at us.” He kissed her neck again. “Not bad,” he said, grinning at her in the mirror. He turned her in his arms so he was holding her close. “Want to go back to bed now?” he asked. “We can talk.”
She stood on her toes and kissed his lips. “We can talk later,” she said.
* * *