Begin Again (15 page)

“Mama!” Joey’s shout pulled him out of his thoughts.
Journey had walked into the dining room looking well-rested. She went to each of the kids first, kissing their heads. She must’ve noticed he was in his own world when she entered the room because her steps were slow and unsure and her eyes were full of questions as she came towards him.

“Good morning
, baby,” he pulled her down into his lap. “Did you sleep well?”

Her cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink as she shoved her hair behind her ears
. “Yes. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“Sweeth
eart, you were running on fumes the past couple of days. It’s no big deal.” He kissed her lips. “I need to head into the office for a little bit. Will you be okay? I’ll pick up something for dinner when I come back.”

“We’ll be fine.
If you’ve got stuff to do, don’t worry about coming back, you’ve already been such a great help to me.”

“Baby, stop that.
I want to come back. I’ll call you when I’m heading this way, so think about what you want for dinner.” He lifted her off of his lap, kissing her one more time. He went to Abby, kissing the top of her head and then Joey. “I’ll see y’all in a little bit.”

***

Journey spent most of the afternoon catching up on housework. Nan came over to help, but instead took the kids over to her place to watch a movie. Without the kids there, she was able to work quickly. She cranked her stereo and danced around while she cleaned. Feeling more relaxed then she had in a while, she closed her eyes and moved to the music. She was by no means that great of a dancer, but she loved doing it anyway. She just didn’t care what anyone thought. Moving from room to room, she dusted, vacuumed and windexed. She hated cleaning, but it was a necessary evil.

She just got down on the kitchen floor to scrub it when
she heard the front door open. Waiting to hear the pitter patter of her kids’ feet, she bent over and started scrubbing the floor.

“Nice ass, baby.”

She started, turning around to see Dylan leaning with his back against the wall and his legs crossed. God, the man was sex on a stick.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were working
.” She stood up and went to wash her hands off.

“Well, I was on the phone in my office with one of my foreman
when I got the strangest text from Nan.”

“From Nan?” She had no idea what Nan could possibly want from Dylan.

“Yep, she wanted me to know that she had the kids at her place and that you were here all alone.”

When he got to “alone
,” Dylan had crowded her against the counter. She felt the rush of moisture that flooded her pussy. His head dipped down until they were eye to eye. The heat in his eyes made her nipples harden until they ached. Her body started to heat up. “Since we’re alone, what do you think that means?”

“I-I don’t kn-know.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and licked her suddenly parched lips.

“That means that when I make you come
, I want to hear you scream my name.”

She moaned against his lips
. She had no control over her body where he was concerned. She could feel the heat radiating off of him. His lips teased hers until the need in her made her whole body tremble. She grabbed hold of the front of his t-shirt in her fists to keep from dropping to the floor. Ever since this whole thing started with them, whenever they made love it was always in a situation where they had to be quiet. Now they were alone and she was nervous.

He brushed his lips one more time against hers before he grabbed her ass, lifted her up and started carrying her towards
the bedroom. When they were just inside the room, Journey felt her back hit the wall. Dylan grabbed her face with one hand, tilting it up so he could attack her mouth. His lips melded with hers, his tongue snaked into her mouth and hers began to duel with his. He tasted of coffee and mint and a spice that was uniquely his.

Dylan let go of her face, but didn’t stop kissing her.
His free hand set a blazing trail up her abdomen to her breasts. She hadn’t been wearing a bra, so he had immediate access to her nipples. He pinched one then the other; she pulled her mouth away to cry out. He pinched them again, but this time he ground his hardened cock against her. She was in tiny knit shorts, so there wasn’t much of a barrier to stop her from feeling his throbbing length.

He pulled his mouth away long enough to whip her shirt off.
Her eyes rolled back in her head when she felt his lips wrap around one of her nipples, sucking and biting it until it bordered on pain. She gripped his head in her hands and rubbed her pussy against him. She knew she was leaving a wet spot, but she didn’t care. He knew what he was doing to her. He switched nipples, attacking the other one as voraciously as the first.

She felt his hand slide up the inside of her thigh until he reached the hem on her shorts.
Sliding his thumb over the center seam, it came in contact with her clit. Between the sucking of her nipples and the rubbing of her clit, Journey was strung tight and ready to explode.

“Please, Dylan. Give me your cock!”
she moaned.

She felt his chuckle against her breast
. “There she is,” he whispered. He always used to love how vocal she’d get when they had had sex before, but with kids in the house she had to keep herself in check.

“Shut up, Dylan. This is your fau
—ahhh.” She felt his fingers slide inside her shorts before he thrust one deep inside her. She held on to his shoulders and used the wall at her back, to ride his fingers. She wanted his cock, but if she didn’t come soon she was going to combust. He pulled his finger out and she whimpered when he thrust two fingers in her. She ground her hips against his hand and felt him start to tap that spot inside her.

“That’s it
, baby, let me hear it.” He bit down on her nipple, pressed his heel against her clit, and her world exploded. She moaned his name as spasms wracked Journey’s body. She came so hard that she felt the major gush of fluid from her vagina. Her nails were biting into his shoulders as she rode the wave. She heard the pop as he released her nipple. She sighed against his mouth as he kissed her and stroked her pussy, bringing her down.

When her heart stopped pounding in her chest
, she let her feet fall to the floor and pulled her mouth away from his. In one quick motion she was down on her knees unbuttoning his pants. She shoved them down with his boxer briefs in one move. His cock was hard and she could tell the tip was wet. Leaning forward, she swiped her tongue across the tip, moaning as the salty, musky flavor hit her tongue. She ran her tongue down the base back up to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head.

She let go of him as he
r mouth lowered onto his shaft, taking him in as deep as she could, using her grip on his hips to keep her anchored. Dragging her tongue against his shaft as she lifted up she could hear the groan that left his lips. She felt him grab her hair in a punishing grip. The bite of pain made her pussy clench. He took control of her movements, making her take him incredibly slow. The pre-come leaking from his cockhead was coating her tongue. She reached down, cupping his balls in her hand. She rolled them in her hand, squeezing them just enough that she heard his grunt from above.

Sucking harder
, she knew Dylan was close to coming. His cock grew harder in her mouth and he was pounding his fist against the wall. She tried to speed up, but his grip tightened on her hair.

“No!”
he all but barked before he had her up sailing through the air.

She landed with
a thud before he followed her down. It was like someone had let out the beast. His lips were on hers, his lips forced her mouth open and his tongue swept inside. She felt his cock at her entrance. Her arms slid down his back to his hard ass. Gripping his cheeks, she pulled on him until he thrust to the hilt inside of her. They cried out in unison in each other’s mouths. He began to pound into her at a punishing pace, but it felt so good. His lips left hers and kissed a path up to her ear.

“You feel fucking amazing. So tight and so wet
; I could drown in you, baby.” Her body shuddered under his.

His lips travelled back down
until he reached her breasts. Sucking a nipple into his mouth, Journey’s back arched off of the bed with a groan; she was close to coming. She slid her hand down between them to rub her clit, but Dylan stopped her. She pouted and he gave her that damn cocky smile of his. He pulled out and she whimpered.

“I’m not done with you yet, baby,” He flipped her over and pulled her up to her hands and knees, plunging back inside her. She always loved it this way. He seemed to hit deeper inside of her with every thrust. He gripped her hips
, pulling her back to meet him. The sound of their bodies slapping together mixed with her moans could probably be heard from outside. His hand snaked around until he reached her clit, and the moment he touched it, she exploded. She threw her head back as she screamed out his name. Dylan grabbed her, pulling her tight to him with a roar as she felt him pulse inside of her.

They stayed in that position until they both quit panting.
He kissed a path down her back causing goose bumps to pop up all over her body. He pulled out and pulled her with him as he fell onto his back. She snuggled into him, taking in his scent. Her hand rested on his chest and she could hear his heart beating wildly. Journey lifted her head and turned to place a kiss on his chest, sighing as she felt his lips touch the top of her head.

“Baby
, let me take care of this really quick.” She got up so he could go get rid of the condom she hadn’t even noticed he put on.

When he came back he picked up his boxer briefs and slid them on. She was sad she couldn’t look at his naked form anymore.
He got back on the bed and pulled her on top of him. She wanted to stay in bed all day with him, but she knew that the kids would be back soon. She pushed up until she was sitting up on him. Never one to be embarrassed of her body she didn’t try to cover it up as his eyes took her in.

“We should probably get dressed. The kids will be back soon
.” She leaned down to kiss his lips.

He lifted her off of him and they both stood up smiling at each other like fools as they grabbed their clothes off of the floor.

Once dress
ed, Journey called Nan to tell her it was safe to bring the kids home. Dylan stuck around to see both of them and then he left to go back to work. That was by far her best lunch date ever.

***

Dylan was smiling the entire way back to the office. He’d been shocked when he got the text from Nan. He figured with everything that had happened that she would be making him pay forever for leaving Journey alone. Instead she had been nothing but kind to him, surprising the shit out of him.

His girl had been
so hot for him earlier, he felt himself getting hard just thinking about her. It was nice not to have to worry about keeping her quiet, her moans fresh in his mind. He pulled into the parking lot at the office, noticing his dad’s truck was there. As he made his way inside, he saw his dad was perched on the front desk, talking to their receptionist, Mary. She was a 70 year old retired librarian. She had been with them the last five years and could run that place like a drill sergeant and then turn around and make you cookies.

“Hey
, guys. What’s up, Dad?” His dad stood up, giving him hug.

“Nothing
, I just wanted to see if you were free to talk for a minute.” Dylan followed his dad down the hall to his office. He sat down in his chair as his dad sat silently waiting for him. His dad was a big softie these days, but he could still be intimidating as hell.

“What’s up
? Is something wrong?”

“No
, son, I just wanted to see how Abby was doing and how things were going with you and Journey and Joey. Your momma’s heading to her place in a bit. She’s got presents for the kids. You know how she gets.”

His mom loved to take care of everyone, and loved giving gifts.
They were never anything extravagant, but they always came from the heart. It was just her way to put a smile on someone’s face. She always sent him packages when he was deployed, and she always sent extras for all his boys.

“Abby’s doing well.
She goes back to school tomorrow, so Journey is, too.” He could always be honest with his dad. As much grief Dylan gave him when he was younger, his dad was still a good person to talk to. “As far as Journey and Joey go, things are great. I love that little boy so much already. I didn’t think it was possible to fall in love with someone on first sight, but I did. I’m grateful that Journey’s letting me be a part of his life.”

“Dylan
, don’t take this the wrong way, but you and Journey: is that you being ‘grateful’ to her?” Dylan opened his mouth to speak but his dad held his hand up. “I’m not trying to be an asshole, but that girl has some strong feelings for you. I can see it in the way she looks at you. I don’t want her getting hurt if she’s not what you want.”