Page 116 of Teach Me How
She pretends to glower at me. “You’re cruising for a bruising, Tiger.”
“Promise?” I grab her ankle and pull. She yelps, grabbing the sheets, but gets dragged backwards. I grab her, bundled up by the blanket, and flip her around so that she’s sprawled across my chest. “That’s better.”
She wiggles around, adjusting the blanket so that we’re laying skin to skin. I run my hands down her back and over her ass. “Do you still have that green bra?”
She tilts her head, thinking.
“You wore a green bra and leopard panties that first time.”
She grins. “Oh my God, I was so embarrassed. I had no idea anybody was going to be seeing my underwear that day.”
“What’s there to be embarrassed about? That green bra won me over. The panties sealed the deal.”
“You like the mismatched look, huh?”
“I like the Reese look.”
With her hands braced on my chest, she leans down for a kiss. I meet her partway, lifting my head to press my lips to hers. I pull my head back, letting my fingers run through her hair. “Did I mention I love you?”
She grins, biting her bottom lip. “No, I don’t think you did mention that.”
I kiss her. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Her fingers trace my jaw. “Thank you for choosing me.”
That makes my heart hurt a little. I shouldn’t have hesitated for so long. “You were always the right choice. I’ll follow you as long as you let me. Wherever you want to go. Home is where you are.”
She leans forward, kissing me, sucking my lower lip into her mouth. She nips at it, drawing a groan from me. My cock twitches, pressed between my stomach and hers. She rolls her hips against mine, stoking the fire in my belly.
“Ready for round two?” Her fingers trace along my neck.
“Very.”
She smiles. “Thank god. I wasn’t getting anywhere with that book.”
She lifts her hips and I fist my cock, lining it up with her body. Pushing back, she takes the head of my cock and rolls her hips, teasing. I grip her hips and lift mine, sinking a few inches inside. Wrapping my forearms around her waist, I pin her in place and slowly fuck her.
There was a time, not so long ago, when she came to me wanting help with all this. If she hadn’t been so brave, if I hadn’t been so weak, we wouldn’t be here.
Sometimes life is just about a series of mistakes and lessons learned. Two steps forward, one back, until you get to where you’re supposed to be. Reese gave me the courage to go after my heart’s desire. To leap into the unknown.
There’s freedom in falling.
79.
Reese
I sit at the head table next to Skyler. I’m an interloper—not a part of the bridal party, but family just the same. Marnie looks gorgeous in her wedding gown. It’s creamy white and satiny, draping her body like a water nymph. Dusty looks completely, utterly entranced by her.
All the guys look pretty sharp in their matching tuxes. I’m wearing a dark red dress that skims my curves. Skyler has his hand on my thigh, sneaking the skirt higher and higher under the covered table. He holds an innocent conversation with Ben Pierson, one of his classmates, while his fingers threaten to skim my panties. I brace my hand over his wrist, forcing it back down my thigh. The only visible sign of our hidden struggle is the hint of a smile on his lips.
He's telling Ben about our apartment in Boulder. He complains about the old plumbing and drafty windows when we’re back home, but when he’s telling his friends about it, his eyes light up. Funny, how after just a few weeks, Colorado has become home, and Silver Bend has loosened its hold on my heart. I know it was tough for Skyler to leave his buddies behind, but now we’re closer to his brother and his Uncle Don. Cody’s talking about making the move next fall.
Ben moves on and Skyler leans in to whisper in my ear. “Did I mention I like this dress?”
I grin, shivering a little when his lips brush my neck. “You might have mentioned it.”
His fingers glide up the slit in the side of the skirt. “This needs to go higher, though.”