Second True Love: A single dad, age gap romance by Vikki Jay

Author:Vikki Jay [Jay, Vikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

I don’t know how much time has passed. But I think I was in a dream where a knight on a white horse saved me from some eye-patch-wearing pirates.

I shuffle around and then come to a sudden halt when I realize I’m lying on top of the solid wall of Keith’s chest. The broad chest that has been the highlight of so many of my dreams in the past weeks.

“Clem,” he groans when I properly settle myself on top of him on the small couch. “What are you doing?” He looks down at me, where my chin rests on his chest.

I don’t reply to his question, because I don’t really know what I’m doing. I just know that tonight, here with him, is my safest place.

I don’t know what overtakes me when I place a kiss on top of his heart. When I glance up, his eyes are closed, as if he doesn’t want me to stop. Or at least that’s what I hope. I crawl farther up, pressing more kisses over his heart. His eyes remain tightly shut.

Between my legs, I feel his hardness pressing against my naked thighs through the denim of his jeans.

My body freezes for a second.

My limited sexual experience has been with boys. But Keith is all…man. I also know he’s the only one who has the power to keep my mind from returning to that warehouse tonight.

On reflex my hips move, and when my head jerks up to his face, he’s squeezing his eyes hard. There is a vulnerability on his face. I’ve seen glimpses of it, whenever he thinks no one is watching.

To see this man who saved me from my worst nightmare so vulnerable cracks my heart. My kisses move farther up until I’m inches away from his lips. He must have felt my breath, as his eyes open, blazing with the turmoil of emotions.

But before he can speak, I plant my lips on top of his.

His grip on my waist tightens, pulling me closer. His lips devour mine and I’m stunned by the intensity of his kiss. But this is not just a kiss. This is so much more. Warmth blossoms inside me and spreads through my body.

My fingers clutch his shirt when he pushes his tongue into my mouth, without giving me much chance to breathe. Only when I’m getting used to his intensity, I’m jerked away and tossed on the couch while Keith stands upright.

“Fuck! Fuck!” He bends forward, trying to calm his raging heart and erection, I guess. “Jesus! I’m sorry, Clem.”

“But Keith—”

“No. You don’t say anything. You don’t say a word.”

His rejection stings and my throat constricts painfully. I bury my face in the couch cushion, trying to hide the shameful tears.

“You’re killing me,” he mutters and the couch dips near my feet before Keith’s fingers curl around my ankles under the blanket, which he spreads over me.

Why does his gentle touch feel contrite instead of wistful?

My face remains buried away from him and I hold my breath for several beats, hoping he’ll say something more.

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