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“Me, too.”

“You, too, what?”

“That was the last time I was happy.” She swallowed
audibly. “I want that again.” She took his hand where it rested in his lap.
“I’ll do anything to have it back.”

Happiness sparked in his chest. “Even go public?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And meet the folks?”

Indy looked scared as hell, eyes wide, but she
nodded and kissed his knuckles. “Might as well.”

He grabbed her.
Kissed her.
She moaned and parted her lips. Reno delved inside, tasting her, their tongues
tangling. He buried his fingers in her hair. She twisted and climbed astride
him. They ground against each other, relearning the other’s taste.

His hard cock pressed against his zipper. He cupped
her ass, squeezing as they rocked on each other.

“I’m sorry,” Indy whispered when they came up for
air.
“For pushing you away.”

“It’s okay.”

She shook her head and leaned away from him. “No, I
have to explain why.” Her wet lips trembled, and Reno nodded, allowing her to speak.

“Tell me.” He cupped her cheek.

“I was abandoned by my parents, myself, and my
sister.” She sniffed. “We grew up surrounded by strangers, relying on each
other. That loss, not having our parents around, knowing they chose not to be with
us, was heavy. I carried it with me every day.” A tear rolled down her cheek,
and Reno wiped it off.

“Oh, baby. Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you
share that with me?” His heart hurt for her.

“I didn’t trust anyone who claimed to care for me. I
didn’t trust anyone who said they loved me.” She took his hand, held it to her
cheek as she blinked wet lashes. “I had my sister, but then I didn’t.”

Reno hugged her close, squeezed her when she shook.
He remembered hearing about Indy’s sister’s death at the hands of her husband.

“When she died, I just … I couldn’t do it. I shut
down, but there you were. You loved me, and
I couldn’t
not
reciprocate
.”

“Then why—”

“Fear.”
She
pulled back and stared into his eyes. “Not an apology, but an explanation.” Her
lips twisted. “I was afraid of loving you and losing you, so I pushed you
away.”

“Jesus.” All the time they’d lost. All the things
they missed out on because of fear.

“I’m sorry.”

Reno shook off the regret and kissed his way down
her neck, biting at her. “Make it up to me,” he murmured at her throat. Dipping
his fingers under the hem of her skirt, he touched her sex. “Spread for me.” He
lifted her off and reversed their positions. She sat with her legs wide, naked
pussy already wet, and he knelt at her feet.
“Open wide.”
He picked up his beer and drained the bottle. “I’m
gonna
fuck you with this.” He winked up at her while she plucked her nipples. “Gonna
push it deep, fuck you until you come for me.”

Indy hissed. “Yes.” She lifted her legs over the
arms of the chair and laid back.

Her moist heat reached out to him, and Reno leaned
forward, swiping his tongue through the thick, swollen folds of her pussy,
tasting her sticky cream. Indy jerked. He held up the bottle, put it to her
lips, and she sucked it into her mouth, wetting it good. He touched her with
his other hand, pinching her clit until she groaned and squirmed,
then
jamming two fingers into her.

She liked it hard, always had, and he gave it to
her, ramming the fingers to the last knuckle then twisting.

“Fuck. Fuck,” she panted. “Yeah, just like that.
Jesus.”

Finally he removed his fingers and brought the
bottle to her opening, pushing it in inch by inch. Indy’s legs shook. Reno
cupped his balls, squeezing his dick through his jeans as he watched her cunt
swallow the bottle. He sank it deeper and deeper then twisted it clockwise.

“God!”
Indy
rocked on it, fucking herself on it, but he pulled out all the way. Her
stretched opening gaped at him. He pushed in three fingers, fucked her until
she cried out,
then
reinserted the bottle.

“Take it like a good girl,” he murmured against her
thigh. She clutched his hair. “Keep your eyes open, and watch me fuck you,
nasty just like you like it.” He thrust in gently with the bottle, in and out,
loving the way her folds clenched the slim bottle head. She dripped translucent
honey, and he quickly licked up.

So long he’d dreamt of them coming together like
this. Her fear had kept them apart, and now he wanted to gorge on her, fill
them both up. He rose on his knees and cupped her left tit, twisting the nipple
hard while she did the right, even as he worked her with the bottle.

She bucked and grunted.
“Ah Reno,
please.
Make me come, baby.”

“You want to come,
then
come.” He pushed the bottle in, as far as it could go then twisted it.

She screamed. He snatched the bottle out then
covered her with his mouth, pushing his tongue deep.
Her
pussy spasmed around him, juices spilling onto his tongue.
She held him
in place, thighs coming together to trap him. He fought to breathe, eating her
as she ground up against him with loud cries. With the way she yelled his name,
her neighbors damn sure knew about them by now.

He lapped at her until her tremors died down, until
her limbs relaxed enough to allow him to move. Reno unbuttoned his jeans and stood
to his feet. He kissed her, plunging his tongue into her mouth so she could
taste her cum on his lips. He
jacked
off, and she
helped, her moist palm covering his. They worked in tandem. He groaned, head
thrown back, balls aching. She scraped a nail over his cock head, pushed into
his slit, and he erupted with a shout.

“Fuck!” He shot, and she was right there, mouth
open, tongue hanging out, to catch it. He milked his cock, emptying himself. He
spilled on her cheek and nose, but she simply swiped it with a finger and
sucked it off.

Reno grabbed her nape and pulled her in for another
kiss, tasting himself on her tongue. He felt drained, empty, but still so full.
He broke the kiss and stared down at the woman in his arms. Their night was
only now beginning.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.”

Chapter Seven

“Oh God, yeah.
More.”

Indy pushed another lubed finger into Reno with a
small grin. As soon as they’d hit the bed he’d stripped down and headed to the
bathroom to clean up for her. Then he’d gotten on his hands and knees. He’d
missed her touching him like this, he’d said, and she felt the same.

“Fuck me.” He rocked back on her fingers. “Shit, I
missed this.”

“
Me
, too, baby.” She added
more lube and gave him three fingers. She felt him wince.

“Fuck!”

She froze. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just—” He panted. “Give me a sec.”

She pressed a kiss to an ass cheek. His hot channel
squeezed her tight. She moaned as the hold tugged on her clit.

“Move,” Reno breathed. “Do it.”

She did, sliding the fingers in and out, scissoring
them to open him up for the six and a half inch dildo she planned to use. Reno
tugged on his balls, his cock already dripping pre-cum onto the sheets.

“You’re so tight,” Indy murmured. “Feel so good.”

“So do it. Fuck me. I need it.”

She picked up the dildo, lubed it, and pressed it to
his hole.

“
Ungh
.”
Reno
shuddered. “Oh fuck, that’s … ah fuck.” He pushed down. She pushed in, and the
dildo dipped inside.

Indy stared at him there, at the way his body opened
just enough to allow the intrusion in. “Love watching you take it.” She pressed
a kiss to the base of his spine.
“So greedy.”

“Hmm. Yeah.”
He
arched. “Need it.”

She gave it to him, shoving in the last few inches.
Reno yelped, but his hips were already rocking. He fisted his cock and pumped.

“Goddamn. Yeah,” he moaned. “Deep. Fucking make me
feel it.”

On her knees, Indy speared her slippery pussy with
two fingers, fucking herself as she fucked Reno. She thrust into him until her
wrist hurt.

“No coming,” she said.

“Ah shit!”

She sank her teeth into the flesh of his ass. “No
coming, not until you’re inside me.” She twisted the dildo, pushing all the
way, until her knuckles grazed Reno’s ass.

“I can’t.” He panted. “Please. I need to come.”

“No.” She thrust in hard. Removing her other hand
from between her legs, she grabbed his balls and tugged.

“Fuck!” He cried out. “I’m
gonna
—”

“No, you’re not.” She stopped thrusting. “You’re
going to hold on until it’s time.” She pushed in the toy, nice and slow. “If
you don’t, you’re not getting this again for a month.”

“Indy.” His entire body shook.
“So
fucking evil.”

She chuckled. “Yes, I am.” Circling the base of his
cock, she used two fingers to form an “O” and squeezed him.

He bucked. “Please.”

She thrust into him again, humping the bed. She
worked him until he babbled incoherently, until his tremors grew more violent.
He begged for release, and even though her own body ached for it, she didn’t
relent. She squeezed the base of his hard, dripping dick and fucked him proper.

Finally, when she couldn’t hold out anymore, she
removed the dildo and dropped it to the floor.

“Turn over.”

Reno did, and she threw a condom at him.

“Cover up.
Now!”
She didn’t
wait. Instead she straddled him and rubbed her wet cunt against his smooth cock
head.

“Shit. Shit.” His hand trembled violently.

She grabbed the condom and tore it open. Reno arched
off the bed when she touched his cock, tugging on the condom. When he was
finally covered, she grabbed his cock, holding him steady as she sank down.

He clutched her hips. “Oh fuck.
Too
good.”

She leaned down and took his mouth. “Come for me.”
Squeezing her eyes shut, she slammed down on him. “Come for me ’cause I’m about
to come all over your cock.”

Reno thrust up, hips lifting off the bed, pounding
into her. She sank her nails into his shoulders, holding on as he drove in and out.

“Yes! Yes!” she cried out. Orgasm took her, and
through her own climax she heard Reno shout, felt him pulse inside her.
“Oh God.”
She collapsed onto him, face-planting on his
sweaty chest.

Reno held her tight, his arms circling her as he
panted beneath her. Indy inhaled him. They’d always excelled at this, the
bedroom part. It was only after the climax was over and reality set in, that
everything turned to shit. She couldn’t allow it this time. Reno deserved a
shot. Hell, she deserved a shot.

****

“So, Indy.
Reno
tells me you and he
have
been together for a long
while.” Cora stared at Indy from across the
Sandovars
’
dining room table.

Indy nodded. “Uh, we’ve been—yes, it’s been a
while.”

Reno hadn’t wasted any time in setting up a dinner
date with his parents. He was probably afraid she’d change her mind. He
wouldn’t have been wrong. His parents were nice people. They hadn’t batted an
eye, but now Cora wanted answers.

“You were the reason he left?” Cora asked.

“Mom, she wasn’t the only reason.” Reno tried
helping. He offered Indy an apologetic smile.

“I was the reason he left, yes.” She nodded. “If I’d
told him how I felt he’d have stayed, and I—I wanted him to have the chance.”
She paused. “I was also scared of what I—of how much I cared for him.” There,
she could admit that now.

Reno’s father nodded as if he understood. “And what
do you think about him moving back here and teaching at the high school?”

Reno had had no problems landing a job as a teaching
assistant, doing what he loved, which was teaching science. Indy shrugged. “I’m
behind whatever he feels is right for him. But I like the idea because it means
he’ll be here.
With us.”
She waved at everyone at the
table. Reno touched her hand with a smile in his eyes.

“He says he’ll be moving in with you.” Cora’s
attention was on her plate as she spoke.

“Yes, we’re moving in together.” Indy squeezed
Reno’s hand.

“Good.” His father nodded again. “That’s settled,”
he told his wife. “Our boy’s
home,
and he’s in love.
Everything’s good.”

Cora smiled. Indy reciprocated it, and the coil of
tension in her gut eased.