Page 62 of An Unexpected Turn
I didn’t question whether we’d be together next year because I couldn’t bring myself to think of us ending.
“Hey, baby,” Peyton slurred as her face filled my screen. “How’s it going? Miss me?”
“Sweetheart, are you drunk? Where are you?”
“I’m home. Alone. Silly. My friends gave me a party for my house, remember?”
“I do.” I stifled a smile as she lifted her phone high above her head.
Her tiny T-shirt rode up her stomach as her limbs sprawled across her mattress.
“Must have been some party.”
“They brought me a lot of wine, and I had too much of that and too little food. I want to spend Thanksgiving and my birthday with you. And every time I thought about it or wanted to talk to my friends about you, I had more wine.” The screen fumbled before she placed the phone on her nightstand. I had a full view of Peyton’s side, her beautiful body on display as her shirt bunched up right above the sweet curve of her ass.
“I miss you too, sweetheart. So fucking much. I hate missing your birthday. Believe me, I wish I were sleeping right next to you tonight.”
A sleepy smile stretched across her lips as she crawled toward the phone.
“You wouldn’t be sleeping if you were here.”
I laughed at the tipsy waggle of her eyebrows.
“No, I wouldn’t be. It’s hard to keep my hands and mouth away from you.”
Her eyes shut for a moment before her lips twitched into a sly smile.
“Ilovewhen you eat my pussy. Remember when you did it against my sink that first time? I came so hard I almost fell,” she said, giggling into her elbow. “Your mouth is my favorite thing in the whole fucking world.”
Shit.
I shot up from the edge of the bed to make sure the door was locked.
I’d never heard Peyton say pussy before, and while I wished that it wasn’t while I was in my mother’s basement, she’d started something, and I couldn’t go upstairs until we’d finished it together.
“Your pussy ismyfavorite thing in the whole fucking world. What I would do to you if I were there,” I rasped as I lay back on the bed, smoothing a hand over where my cock tented my pants.
“Like what?” Her throaty chuckle reverberated through my body and landed right on my dick as it pulsed against my palm.
“Well, first, I’d get that shirt off you and run my mouth all over you—everywhere. I’d start at your neck, work my tongue all over those beautiful breasts, and bite a nipple on my way down. I love the sounds you make when I do that. Then I’d climb between your legs and fuck you with my tongue until your thighs shook against my face. After you came in my mouth, I’d slide inside you and ride my way to heaven.”
Her eyes fluttered as she moaned, but I spied a little sadness mixed with the lust in her gaze.
“Jake, I want to touch you in front of people and not hide it. I want people to know you’re mine. I hate telling people about you but not being able to tell them you’re you. Makes me feel like a dirty secret. And not the good dirty. I like our good dirty.”
“I like our good dirty too, baby. And you’renotmy dirty secret. If you only knew how much you mean to me.”
“How much?” A smile tugged at the side of her mouth.
“Everything. Sweetheart, I have never felt like this about anyone before you or wanted anyone like this. Being apart from you kills me, not only tomorrow but all the times I can’t be with you. Not being able to tell everyone you’re mine drives me up the goddamn wall.”
I was about to saysoonagain, but she’d argue the point even in her blitzed state. We needed to get over to Keith’s right after the weekend and tell him. I hated missing her and really hated how she’d reached for a glass of wine every time she wanted to tell people about us, but couldn’t. I needed her too much to be able to hide it, so why keep playing this exhausting game? I was done.
I’d spent what seemed like forever trying to drudge up some kind of love in my marriage, going through the motions just to feel something, until I walked away, unable to pretend anymore. I thought I was broken until I stumbled upon a beautiful woman who lit me up from the inside. I’d meant it when I told her she was made for me.
The best thing that ever happened to me aside from my son should never have been a secret. We were a truth, a bigger truth than I’d realized. If I couldn’t touch her right now, I’d have to take the next best thing.
“Lie back and slip your hand inside your panties. But before you do, move the phone to the edge of the bed so I can see all of you.”
