I didn’t think it mattered how often I’d been between her legs. I would always want Loretta again. Memories of the way her blue hair fanned out over her head while I teased both of her breasts with my tongue was enough material to fill my fantasy bank.
My dick grew harder under the crest of her fingers combined with my sexual thoughts. What was happening to me?
It felt like in the course of a few days I’d become a completely new man. I not only ate burgers at a cheap bar, but Loretta had eaten steak at my restaurant of choice. The way she cut through her medium rare piece of meat and then chewed each bite as if it was working her toward an orgasm was eventually what set our night in motion.
We almost had sex in the back seat of an Uber, but thankfully we made it to our hotel. While there she spent the night in my arms.
Something about being with Loretta made me uninhibited. I loved her carefree way of looking at the world and finding joy in the small things. With her by my side, it felt as if I could now see everything clearly. For the first time in my life, I wanted to stop and smell the roses… with her.
I’d never been so happy, at least not since the dredges of adulthood took root. Except now we were on our way home, and home for us was in two different states on two different life plans.
The plane began its start at the end of the runway gaining speed as we hurtled for the sky. The takeoff wasn’t what had me worried but our landing. What would happen when our trip ended? Would we both go back to our lives and forget one another? How could I ever forget her smile or the way she looked sexy even in the morning with her hair rumpled?
No, it didn’t matter what happened in my life, I realized without any doubt that I’d never forget Loretta James.
Not her. Not ever.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked, twisting her body to look at me as the plane took its first bounce into flight. The air smelled stale.
I shook my head, upset at myself for getting lost in pessimistic ideas of our future. I needed to stay in the moment and enjoy every second I had with her.
“Nothing,” I answered, trying to give her my best smile but knowing it came out looking sad. “Would you freak out if I spent a few days in Pelican Bay with you before going back to New York?”
I had responsibilities to attend to back at the office, and the fact Roxie worked through the weekend meant things had pretty much gone to hell in a hand basket. But when Loretta smirked at my question, I vowed I would figure out a way to make it happen. My life was in New York, but if Pierce could make his home in our hometown, maybe I could too. They still had office space at the new Kensington building. Roxie would be pissed. She’d been trying to get Pierce to move to New York for years, and now I’d leave too.
“I think… I’d like it if you stayed with me for a few days,” she said and then clinked the ball of her tongue ring against her teeth. “My tongue agrees.”
I swallowed hard and my dick throbbed even though her fingers stilled.
I’d had many wonderful experiences in life. My hard work granted me access to money and power. Doors opened for me in New York, but as her tongue ran the metal ball against her teeth, my heart sped. Loretta made memories I’d cherish forever.
She clicked the ball again, creating her own personal melody. “You like that?” she asked.
I did, but I didn’t enjoy not having the upper hand more, so I leaned between our two seats and placed my mouth close to her ear, letting me whisper. It allowed me the chance to trail my tongue along the outside part of her earlobe. I might not have a tongue ring, but from her shudder she rewarded me with, the move drove her just as wild.
“I love it. And I loved having your lips wrapped around my cock as I came down the back of your throat.”
Her cheeks turned a slight shade of pink from my dirty words and not the sunburn. It appeared I could catch Loretta off guard.
She cleared her throat, her open palm tapping against her chest. “Well,” she said, and her voice fell into a whisper. “I certainly enjoy this dirty-talking side of you.”
“Only for you, blue.”
Her fingers went back to traveling across my jeans against the outline of my dick. “If I had known those suits were hiding such a naughty mouth, I would’ve enjoyed the look more.”
I laughed, doing my best to avoid eye contact with the members of the band who peeked back to see what was so funny. If she liked suits now, she was in for a surprise because I had an entire closet full of them back home.
8
Our plane touched down at the small airport outside Pelican Bay, forcing Loretta and me to go our separate ways. Neither of us wanted to draw suspicions. I was fine with keeping our relationship a secret from her brother for now, but once we took things to the next level, I planned to come clean. And Loretta wasn’t aware of it yet, but the next level was happening soon. I couldn’t leave Pelican Bay. Not without her by my side.
We parted ways at the airport with no fanfare. I raced to the bed-and-breakfast to secure a room and an alibi after making sure everyone on the plane knew I’d be spending the night. I even yawned for dramatic effect. The time change made it too troublesome to return to New York that evening, even if we’d barely passed the dinner hour. Loretta threw in an old-man joke about me needing my beauty sleep for realism.
I opened the bakery door and the little bell sang my arrival but created a gaping hole of insufficiency. Were those nerves crawling up my spine? Fuck me. When was the last time I’d been nervous?
Reginald Peterson didn’t do nervous.
But my next task held extreme importance. The inside of the bakery smelled of fresh cookies and bread, as if the ovens had been running all day creating new treats for customers. Normally it smelled heavenly, but the fragrance curdled in my stomach. It was too sweet for the way my mind raced. In the past, if I wanted to buy someone a gift—whether it be my mother or a date—I sent Roxie to pick something out for the lucky woman. But Roxie wasn’t in Pelican Bay and even if she was, I didn’t plan to use her shopping skills. My first gift to Loretta needed to come from me and no one else.
