“I understand exactly how she feels. Kids can be cruel. I remember back in elementary school getting picked on for not having a mother. There are some people who wallow in the misfortunes of others just to feel better about themselves. Being around Kiki really brings back some of those old feelings—not in a bad way, more in a retrospective and self-compassionate way. The fact that she wants to go to that dance to prove she has just as much of a right to be there as anyone else shows how strong she is. And she gets that from you. I have nothing but respect for both of you, Aspyn.”
I held my hand out, and she took it, looping our fingers together.
We sat in silence for a couple of minutes. “You want me to let you get ready for bed?”
Aspyn squeezed my hand. “Stay for a little while longer.”
“Okay. You just say the word, and I’ll get out of your hair.”
Since she still seemed tense, I had the not-so-brilliant idea to implement one of Nonno’s secrets. Reaching down and grabbing her foot, I started to remove her sock.
Aspyn immediately jerked away from me. “What are you doing?”
“You’ve had a long day. I want to give you a foot rub.”
“You can’t.” She looked horrified.
“Why not?”
“Because my feet are…dirty. I haven’t showered yet, and I worked all day.”
I chuckled. “You ruined my romantic moment.” Strike one, Nonno.
“Well, I’m sorry, but I’d rather have you do just about anything right now other than rub my feet.”
“Hmm…now you’re talking. If Kiki wasn’t home, it would be on. For the record, I’d rub your dirty feet and put my mouth on anything else that was dirty, too, if you’d let me right now.”
“Well, that’s pretty gross, but I won’t fault you for it.”
I rubbed her thigh. “You clearly have some understanding of my level of desperation.”
Aspyn
How is it only Wednesday?
I needed to get out of here.
I never called out of work unless I had a good reason. In fact, I couldn’t think of a time I’d pretended to be sick to play hooky. But today, in the middle of the work day, I just couldn’t take being at Horizons anymore. Friday seemed forever away. I needed to see Troy before then. The only way I could do that was to leave work while Kiki was in school.
It had been a frustrating start to the week. After Troy left my house on Monday night, I had a heart-to-heart with Kiki and ultimately convinced her it was best not to go to the dance. But since then, I’d been second-guessing my decision, wondering if my fears about her getting attached to another man in my life had influenced my take on things.
I was stressed, and more than that, I was horny.
So, while it was unlike me, I popped my head into my supervisor’s office. “Hey, Laura. I’m not feeling well,” I lied. “I think I’d better leave before I get anyone sick. Hopefully it’s nothing, but I wouldn’t want to take a chance.”
She removed her glasses and tossed them aside on her desk. “Wow. You’re never sick. Go get some rest. We can cancel the afternoon activities. No problem.”
“Thank you. I appreciate you understanding.”
A slight twinge of guilt followed me out to the parking lot and into my car. But as I drove off, mostly I was just aroused and filled with anticipation. I wanted to surprise Troy, because I knew he’d never expect me to show up at his door, particularly at this hour. That made me just as nervous as I was excited. He was in the middle of his workday, and I could very well be interrupting something important.
It took about twenty minutes to get to Troy’s house from Horizons. When I got to his door, I knocked a few times. My palms started to sweat. What if he’s not home?
When the door opened, Troy had a look of alarm on his face.
“Hey. Is everything okay? Did something happen to Nonno?”
I covered my chest with my hand, my heart beating rapidly. “Oh my God. He’s fine. I’m sorry if I scared you. It hadn’t occurred to me that you might think that. I just…left work early. I made up a story and said I was sick. I know it’s bad to lie, but I wanted to see you.”
“No shit?” A huge smile spread across his face. “Aspyn Dumont, did you just leave work to come over and fuck me?”
I exhaled. “Yes?”
Wow, he mouthed before moving aside to let me in.
I noticed his laptop on the coffee table, a bunch of papers strewn about, and a mug of coffee. Patrick entered the room and meowed, weaving in and out of my legs.
Troy turned me around to face him. “Have you ever done anything like this in your life?”
I shook my head. “Never.”
“I’d better make it worth it then.” He lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around him.
He kissed me so hard I thought my mouth might fall off. Our tongues collided as the kiss grew more frenzied by the second. This. This was what I’d so desperately needed all day. My panties were wet in a matter of seconds. I was so far gone when it came to this man, it wasn’t even funny. I didn’t care how desperate this all seemed. All that mattered was getting him inside of me.
I pulled on his shirt, our lips separating only long enough for me to lift it over his head. His hair was a tousled mess as he continued to hold me up. He pushed my pants down and shoved my panties to the side. I felt the burn of his cock entering me. It was a blissful several seconds of feeling him inside of me bare before he groaned and pulled out.
“I’m sorry. I lost control for a second. I have to get something.”
Jesus. I hadn’t been paying attention myself, but those few seconds were bliss.
He put me down and took me by the hand as we went to his room. He opened his side table drawer and fumbled to grab a condom before ripping it open. He sheathed himself and came back over to me.
Troy took my mouth again as he pressed his chest against mine, leading me toward the wall. He flipped me around so my ass faced him. With my hands up against the wall, I bit my bottom lip, bracing myself for what he was going to do next.
“I want to fuck you from behind like this for a little bit, then finish you off in my bed, okay?”
Through shallow breaths, I nodded.
With my work pants halfway down my legs, I widened my stance to make room for him as he slid himself slowly inside of me.
“You’re so goddamn ready.” He kissed the back of my neck and pulled my hair as he fucked me faster.
Unable to form words, I simply moaned in response as I used my fingers to massage my clit. My legs quivered as I felt my orgasm ready to roll through me at any moment.
He stopped suddenly, taking me by the hand and leading me to his bed. Troy tore off the remainder of his clothes and finished undressing me. We were both completely naked now as he pinned me under him. He spread my legs apart and lowered himself before sinking into me. His warm skin pressed against mine felt so good. His naked ass felt even better as I gripped it, guiding his movements.
But nothing could have prepared me for what it felt like when he slowed the rhythm of his thrusts and looked me straight in the eyes as he fucked me slower, his hips grinding in a circular motion, bringing me such intense pleasure I wanted to scream. But I didn’t. I just continued to look at him intently.
He flashed a gentle smile, and I smiled back as we continued to watch each other.
“You don’t hate me anymore,” he whispered as he pulled out slowly and pushed inside of me again.
“I don’t.”
He smiled wider.