“Yes! Yes, so do I. We don’t have to rush more than what you’re comfortable with, but I’m happy you’re staying here.”
A chuckle escapes. “I thought the ‘rushing’ was supposed to be my line.”
She smiles, and shrugs.
“Are you wearing the silent dog whistle that Amélie gave you?”
She lifts the chain hanging around her neck and shows me.
“I need you to promise to always wear it. Wrap it in plastic wrap when you get in the shower. The dogs will hear it, attackers won’t. I’m not sure what’s going on and until we do, I need you to be safe.”
“I promise, but I need the same from you. No unnecessary chances. Okay?”
“Yes.” I stand and whistle. Shiva comes running. Inside both dogs curl up on the new dog beds strategically placed so that one can watch the door unseen, while the other is close to intervene on Norah’s behalf.
We stand on opposite sides of the bed looking at each other. She slowly undoes the buttons on her dress and lets it fall to the floor. I tug my T-shirt over my head, tossing it aside.
She unclasps her bra and it joins the dress. I push my cargo pants and briefs to the floor.
She pushes off her underwear and crawls onto the bed like a cat making her way to me. I’m frozen in place. When she reaches me, she licks the head of my cock before wrapping one sweet hand around my girth. A hiss of pleasure escapes me. While she circles the head with her tongue, I gently cup the back of her neck. Her mouth feels so good, so good, so right. I fight not to explode.
“You,” I hiss, “said you weren’t...” She sucks hard. “Oh fuck—experienced,” I gasp out.
“Hummmm... romance novels,” she says around my cock.
“Shit.” She takes me deeper, her lips clamped hard on me. “Need to read more.”
Her chuckle vibrates up my cock. “Fuck, I’m coming, babe.”
She doesn’t stop or hesitate, drinking me down like a cold brew. Once I catch my breath, I tumble us both to the bed. “My god ,woman. You’re gonna kill me. I’m an old man.”
Slapping my shoulder, she meets my gaze. “You are not old. You are seasoned like a fine wine. We are not discussing age again. You know how I feel.”
Head on my shoulder, she kisses my chest. “So you don’t want me to do that again?”
“That is not what I said. Honestly, this may need to be a nightly ritual. Shit, if anything is gonna keep me young, it’s you.”
I can feel her smile, and shift so she’s under me, our hips aligned, my weight on my forearms. I palm one side of her face. You’re... I... I love you, Norah. I know it’s too soon, but I need you to know. I know you aren’t ready. But you’re it for me. I love you more than breath itself.”
“Please tell me you aren’t one of those chauvinistic men who don’t think women know their own minds?” He shakes his head. “Good. Because I fell in love with you when I first opened the door to you.”
“Are you sure you don’t need a little more convincing?” I bump my already hard dick against her clit.
“Humm, you’re right. I’m not totally sure about you.” She meets my gaze and laughs. I’m so hooked.
CHAPTER 14
Norah
The next, morning I’m freaking out just a little and have texted Amélie twice. Shiva hasn’t pooped all day and Vader keeps chasing his tail. All I’ve gotten is the laughing emoji and ‘welcome to parenting’. With a side note of they are fine.
Rake has spent most of the morning chopping wood. About an hour in I realized he’s working something out in his head. My insecurities immediately went to ‘he’s changed his mind about us and doesn’t know how to tell me.’
Then the part that has watched him, listened to him analyze and think things through, said to let it go. WE the couple are fine. Something about what’s going on with my family is the issue. Twice that I’ve witnessed, he’s pulled his phone and texted someone.
Whatever it is, he’ll tell me. That’s the kind of relationship we’ll have. We’ll fight together for each other.
I finish the dishes, prep a casserole for dinner, check that we have enough meat for sandwiches for lunch and throw on a load of clothes. Time to take the dogs out for more training. Only then do I notice that the chopping has stopped. Looking out the kitchen window, I see the pile of wood along with the split logs.But no Rake. Smiling, I glance in the mirror. Maybe he’s on his way in for a nooner.
