Chapter 15

We wrangled two very tired children into the car and put the top up. He asked if I wanted drive and I surprised him by saying no. “You drive. I have something that needs doing.”

“What’s that?”

“This,” I said, snuggling to him and pulling his arm over me. “Now drive slowly.”

Even though he did drive slowly, it seemed like it was only a minute before we were in front of Amanda’s house. We got the children up and Brian carried Tammy into the house. They revived a little and started telling their mother about their day. She grinned at me with a question in her eyes. “Yes,” I mouthed while Brian had his back turned. Her grin got bigger and she hugged us both.

We stood outside awkwardly. “Angel, thank you for today. It’s...”

I put my finger to his lips. “What it is is not over. You drive this land yacht home and be at my house in an hour. Don’t even think about saying no, you understand?”

He just grinned and said “yes, dear.” Then he gave me another scorcher of a kiss and drove away. I practically ran home, jumping into the shower, choosing my outfit, and doing my makeup to perfection. I put a note on the door: “Come out back.”

It was almost an hour exactly when he showed up. He walked into the back yard looking for me. “Angel?”

I had let my platinum hair grow long and it hung loosely over my shoulders as I stepped out from behind the cedar tree. All I had on was a smile and his favorite lingerie. I hadn’t worn it since that night almost two years ago. He literally gasped.

“I take it back. You’re not an Angel in the moonlight, you’re a Goddess.”

I smiled as I pulled him to me. “I haven’t worn this since that night so long ago. My ex never got a chance to see me in them. I realized even then I was saving it to wear for you again.”

We kissed and hands roamed. I felt his reaction to the kisses and smiled. “You sir are overdressed.”

I slid his pullover shirt off, finally getting a chance to run my hands through his chest hair. It felt as good as I imagined. I was pleased he knew how to open a front clasp bra and soon it was lying on the ground as he caressed my breasts paying close atention to my nipples. I moaned a little before yanking on his belt and dropping his jeans to his ankles, along with his boxers. Then I pushed him back into the bench. I had taken out pillows so we would be comfortable. I picked a spot that had the most moonlight and had him watch as I shimmied out of my panties, giving him a rear view. I may have shaken a little more than necessary but he seemed to appreciate it. I stepped up and straddled his lap, grinding into his as we kissed. I couldn’t take it any longer and rose up, guiding him into me. I sank down with a little cry and a sob of happiness.

We didn’t talk or whisper words of endearments. Our mouths were busy and besides that it was too intense for mere words. It started out slowly and gently, but in the end I bet my bottom looked like a jackhammer working and he was thrusting up, matching me stroke for stroke. I peaked, pulling back and giving a little shreik of pleasure. I felt him release a minute later, and we gradually slowed our motions until we just cuddled. He took me off my knees and cuddled me into his lap. I just hugged him and sobbed while he caressed me.

Eventually I rose and took his hand. “Come on, time we were in bed.”

We slid in together and cuddled until our need arose again. It wasn’t as good as the first time. It was far better. We finally drifted off to sleep around two.