Page 28 of Single Dad Problems
He tugged my hair and the roughness ripped a moan from me that felt like a scream in the quiet house. I froze just as he pinned me to his chest and held me still. “As much as I love that sound and as much as it’s haunted my dreams every night lately, I don’t think you want to wake up the boys, baby.”
The boys.I all but threw myself away from him and into my pile of laundry. Things fell down over my head but I just flickedthem away and stared at Cole like we’d just committed murder together.
He sighed and scrubbed his hands up and down his face. “Callie. Don’t look at me like that, sweetheart.”
I stumbled getting up but I didn’t let it slow me down in getting my shirt and yanking it back on. The boys. Our sons were just down the hallway. The hallway that I only owned because I had a job that I’d lose if I got caught being involved with a parent. Reality crashed over me much harder than my pile of clothes.
“Callie.”
I sucked in a sharp breath and backed away. “I’m sorry. I… I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Woman, you’re killing me.” He moved to stand up but hesitated when I held out my hands. “What do you want me to do, Callie? What would make you feel better?”
“I think I need to just go to bed. Um. You can stay on the couch if you’d like. So Noah doesn’t wake up without you in the morning. I’ll just clear off the clothes and grab you a blanket and pillow.” I tried to grab the clothes but he gripped my shoulders and held me steady.
“Leave the clothes. Just toss me a pillow and I’ll be good.” He inhaled deeply and leaned down to kiss the top of my head. “It’s okay, Callie. You don’t need to worry. I’ll do whatever you want.”
I grabbed his arms and held on for a second before rushing away. “I’ll just get you that pillow.”
24
Cole
Callie’s couch wasn’t exactly easy on my back or hips or anything else. I was pretty sure it was just a sheet thrown over a stack of rocks. That wasn’t the reason I couldn’t sleep, though. I couldn’t sleep because the woman I’d been obsessing over for weeks and weeks was less than thirty feet from me, maybe even sleeping naked, in her bed. I could still feel her grinding her hot cunt on me and no matter what I thought about, my dick refused to relax.
I shifted to my side and groaned. A better man would’ve gone home. He would’ve accepted that the woman he wanted wasn’t able to want him back and he would’ve slept in his own bed. He might’ve even closed his eyes and gone to sleep. The idea of leaving after that kiss wasn’t one I could entertain, though. Walking away from Callie felt impossible.
I didn’t understand myself. I wasn’t a man who did things lightly. Years of being a soldier had left me hardened against everything except Noah and my friends. Until her. The momentI’d spotted her at the retreat, I’d known there was something about her. She was like a drug and I didn’t want rehab. I wanted more and more hits of her.
Something was digging into my side from between the cushions so I reached down and grabbed it, just to pull out a butterknife. I sat up and stared at it in disbelief. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
A door opened down the hallway and Callie’s soft footsteps came closer. “Did you say something?”
I rubbed my eyes, unsure if I was dreaming or not. She was standing there, wearing just an oversized t-shirt, looking like an angel dressed in temptation. “I found a butterknife in your cushions.”
“I can’t sleep.” She pressed her thighs together and curled her toes into the floor. “Can you?”
We were ignoring the butterknife, I guessed. “Nope.”
She took a step closer. “I think I’m going to watch TV in bed…if you want to join me.”
I was on my feet and across the room so fast that it should’ve been embarrassing but I didn’t give a shit if she knew I was desperate for her. I took her hand and pulled her down the hallway and into her room. “TV sounds good.”
She closed the door and leaned against it. The lock clicking might as well have been a gunshot, it was so loud in the silent room. “We’ll have to keep the volume down so the kids don’t hear…”
I backed up until I found her bed and then sat down heavily. If I was misreading her and shejustwanted to watch TV, my balls were going to fall off and die. A single glance around the room showed no TV, though. My dick throbbed, eager to find out exactly what she wanted, if not TV. “Not a problem.”
She slowly moved over to me and stood between my knees. “Just once…”
I wasn’t agreeing to that. I gripped her hips and pulled her even closer. With her tits rightthereI couldn’t help burying my face between them and groaning. “Fuck.”
She gasped when I suddenly picked her up and settled her over my thigh. She gripped my shoulders to stay steady but quickly her hands went limp when she felt the pressure riding one of my thighs could give her, and just where she needed it. Her head tipped back as her back arched into me. “Just…once…”
I hungrily kissed and bit her throat and chest, only stopping when her shirt pissed me off enough to make me pull back to shove it up around her shoulders. Seeing her breasts bounce, bare and free, so close to my mouth left me feeling almost delirious for a moment. I’d never seen tits more perfect in my life. Her nipples, tiny and pink, begged for attention and I was a man possessed for them.
I wrapped my arm around her back to support her and then I gave myself the best present ever. I sucked first one and then the other nipple into my mouth and sucked at each one until I heard her whimper. I could feel her wetness seeping through my jeans and I knew neither of us were going to last very long. “Fuck, Callie.”
She dragged my mouth up to hers and hesitated right before kissing me. “Are you sure?”
