Micah also followed his talents. He was officially the home’s football coach. There were a lot of kids to teach, so he held practices five afternoons a week, and taught business classes five mornings a week.
That just left my Alex, who’d finally gone for his dream and applied to med school. He wasn’t finished with that or his residency yet, but he already knew he planned to work for one of the Colin’s Home clinics.
I padded upstairs to my home, soaking in our beautiful, light, airy home for the millionth time. Gone were the dark walls, pressing hallways, and dreary rooms. Everything was cream, light gray, and baby blue. This home of a thousand windows always had them open and letting in the sunshine—making us all one with the sea and sand.
Topping the stairs, I made for my bedroom at the end of the hall. I had a particularly tricky case brought to us by a man who came to Colin’s Home with his two children. Because he didn’t have a steady job or live in a safe area, his ex-wife was given custody of the kids. Unfortunately, said ex-wifewas married to an unsafe man, and he simply refused to leave his children alone in a house with him.
Trapped and scared for his children, he picked the kids up from school and drove through four states to find safe haven here with us. Dad was looking at some serious charges—kidnapping at the top of the list—but I chose this career path because I wanted to give a voice to all of those scared kids out there who aren’t believed. And no matter what it took, I would make the system listen to these little kids, and their desire to stay with the parent who loved them so much, he’d give up his freedom to see them safe.
Walking inside, I found a surprise on my bed.
“Oh, hello,” I teased, grinning. “What brings you by?”
Alex grinned right back. “I’ve brought you a package.”
“What package?” I asked, peering around.
Alex shamelessly grabbed his unmentionables. “This package.”
“Wow.” Giggling, I crossed to my desk. “Did it take you all week to come up with that line?”
“Hey, go easy on me. I’m new to this seduction thing,” he cried. “I’ve spent the last five years shacking up with this hot-ass piece of tail.”
“Oh, have you?” I winked at him over my shoulder. “Tell me more about her.”
“Quadruple threat. Funny, smart, kind, and sexy. She wakes a mighty beast in my pants whenever I look at her.”
I could not contain myself. Alex had me blushing as hard as I was giggling.
“Problem is,” Alex continued, “I haven’t been inside of her in the past seventy-two hours, and that needs to be rectified immediately.”
“Oooh, agreed,” I purred.
Alex was pushing against his forties, and he was still one of the sexiest men around. He grew out his soft, dusky locks, so now they fell over his eyes—drawing my hands to them a dozen times a day to bring back those perfect, hazel orbs.
Thanks to daily runs on the beach, Alex was in even better shape than he was in high school. Every inch of him was hard, tanned, and muscled, and going three days without rubbing myself all over those muscles was torture.
“But I’ve really got to prep for this case,” I said, reaching for him. He came over and dropped a kiss on my lips. “I’m sorry, baby. Let’s break our no-sex streak tonight. We’ll con Courtney into hosting a sleepover for the kids, and get the bed to ourselves for once.”
“Hmm. I’m not sure I can wait.” He tapped his chin, screwing up his face as he looked to the ceiling. “I have no choice. I’m just going to have to seduce you. Let’s see if you can really hold out until tonight.”
My brows were halfway past my hairline. “All right. Challenge accepted.”
Alex moved to the bed, peeling his clothes off as he went. A damp patch formed in my panties before his belt hit the ground. Let’s be honest, I didn’t stand a chance.
His shorts were kicked off, followed quickly by his boxers. I openly raked him up and down.
Alex was perfect from head to toe. There wasn’t a single bit of him that wasn’t hard, ropey muscle—even his ass. He turned and I dropped down in my desk chair, drinking him in.
I’d ridden Alex’s cock in all kinds of fun ways, but I still drooled every time he unleashed it. Alex was long and thick—just the right size to make a girl scream while stretching her past her limit.
Holding my gaze, he leaned back over the side of my bed, reclining on his elbows. I swallowed hard as he grasped his cock.
I watched rapt, biting my lip at the rising pressure in my middle.
“Sure you don’t want to give in now?” Alex asked, lazily stroking the base. “I’m pretty sure you won’t make it past the massage oil.”
“Let’s find out.”
