“I couldn’t wait to kiss you,” he said.

  “You need a shower.”

  His face pressed against her neck. “So do you.”

  He pulled away, and she smiled as she saw his face had a streak of engine oil or grease.

  Jared took her hand, and Gina didn’t put up a fight. She followed him to the bathroom, and when he started to strip naked, her mouth watered as he revealed his body to her gaze.

  She nibbled on her lip, watching him.

  “Do you like what you see?” he asked, suddenly flexing his muscles.

  “Yes.”

  He closed the distance between them, and his hands went to the buttons of her dress. She didn’t tell him to stop. With each one he opened, her body was revealed to his gaze.

  When he got to her waist, his hands slid inside, going to her chest then up, to help push the dress off her shoulders until it fell to the floor.

  He dealt with her bra with a single flick of his fingers. Her breasts spilled out, and for her panties, Jared went to his knees. He gripped the edge of her panties and pulled it down.

  She stepped out of her panties and kicked off her heels.

  Jared stood up.

  They were both naked now. Nothing between them but the smallest slither of air.

  She stared at him, waiting.

  He touched her first, his arm banding around her waist, pulling her in close. Their bodies were now connected. His hard against her soft.

  Both of his hands went to her ass, squeezing the flesh, and she cried out.

  “Do you have any idea how hard it is to fix an engine while thinking of your pussy?”

  She nodded, wanting to deny that she’d been thinking about him too, but what was the point? He’d been thinking about her, so why couldn’t she think of him?

  “Have you thought of me today, Gina?”

  “Yes.”

  “What did you think?”

  She groaned. “Please.”

  “Do you think of my cock? How good it felt inside your pussy?”

  She looked up at him and then slid her hand down to wrap her fingers around his length. Her cheeks were bright red, and nerves gripped her, but she fought them off.

  “I thought about … tasting you,” she said. “I want to feel your cock inside my mouth.”

  “Oh, baby, you are going to get that. Trust me.”

  He moved them back, and Gina stepped into the shower, going beneath the head of the shower.

  Jared reached up and turned the water on, blasting her in the cold, and she was a little shocked that he remembered. It was so long ago now.

  They had been kids. How could he have remembered?

  The water started to heat up, and while she’d been torn in her memories, he’d reached for the bar of soap, which he placed in her hands. “Wash me?”

  She took the soap, lathering up her hands.

  Gina hesitated in putting her hands on his heavily inked chest, but then she just did it. She put her hands on his body and began to soap him.

  For her trouble, Jared captured her chin, tilted her head back, and kissed her, hard. She ran her hands all over his body.

  She was lost in the moment. Completely captured by the heat of him.

  Jared turned them around so he was underneath the spray of the water.

  She hadn’t gotten all the grease from his body.

  He kept on holding her, pulling her close to him, and gripping her body. Each time he did, she felt herself yearning for more. Once he was clean, it was Jared’s turn, and he took his time. He made sure to clean her body thoroughly.

  Gina didn’t think she was ever going to be able to survive it, but the moment it was over, he turned the shower off, and the intent in his eyes filled her with anticipation.

  ****

  Jared had always considered himself a tit man.

  When it came to Gina, it was all of her body. He couldn’t get enough of her tits, ass, hips, thighs, and pussy. She was everything.

  His cock was so hard.

  Wrapping the towel around her body, he dried off the excess moisture. Then he grabbed her hand and led her all the way to his bedroom.

  “Jared?”

  To answer her, he pressed on her chest and pushed her to the bed. He didn’t allow her to get far before he was between her thighs. He spread her legs, touching her pussy with his fingers, feeling how wet she was.

  He pressed a kiss to her lips and then started to trail his mouth down her body, taking his time at her tits.

  Once he’d sucked each hard nipple, he went down, kissing her stomach and licking a trail toward her pussy.

  “Jared, what are you doing?”

  “Let me show you.” He pushed her thighs open wide, and then he hovered above her pussy, staring at her sweet cunt.

  Her hair was neatly trimmed. The lips opened slightly, and he saw the swollen nub of her clit peeking through. Sliding his tongue through her slit, he grazed across the nub, feeling her come up off the bed.

  Her hands locked into the sheets out of the corner of his eyes.

  Had no one tasted this sweet cunt before?

  Jared didn’t know about her past. If he knew Gina, the only kind of lover she would’ve had was that of a serious boyfriend. A hard pulse of jealousy shocked him to the core, and it nearly choked him in his thunderous rage. How dare anyone touch his woman. He was angry.

  Gina’s body hadn’t been worshiped the way it was supposed to be, and now, he was going to make sure she knew what it was supposed to be like.

  Sliding his hands beneath her ass, he squeezed the plump flesh. He moved his tongue down to circle her entrance, teasing her and feeling her shake beneath his onslaught.

  He smiled because he liked the thrill of driving her wild.

  Plunging his tongue in deep, he started to fuck her. His dick was far larger than his tongue, but for now, it was going to have to do.

  He pulled out and traced back toward her clit, stroking over. He locked his lips over her clit and sucked her into his mouth. Using his teeth, he was gentle at first, then he built up to a little pain that he instantly soothed out.

  Pulling one hand from beneath her ass, he teased the entrance of her cunt and thrust two fingers deep inside her, turning them and stroking right over her G-spot, finding it with ease. At the same time, he flicked her clit, stroking back and forth with his tongue and feeling an answering wake as her orgasm started to build.

  Jared knew he could be cruel and torment her a little more, but he was so desperate to be inside her.

  He sent her over the edge.

  His name spilled from her lips, and that was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.

  The only name Gina was going to speak from now on was his. He was going to rock her world.

  Before her orgasm had even finished, he moved up between her thighs. Then he pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance and slid in, inch by inch. He started off slow, but she was so tight and so fucking wet, he just couldn’t stop.

  Grabbing her hips, which were so glorious in his hands, he held her down and slammed to the hilt. It wasn’t enough.

  He did it again. Pulling out until just the tip of him remained, and then he slammed in. Hard and fast, holding her in place so he could fuck her, guiding his dick inside her.

  Jared kept up the same pace, pulling out of her and staring down at his naked dick to see the evidence of her orgasm shining on his length. She was so wet.

  He pounded inside her, and he felt his own orgasm start to build. As he did, he also realized another little minor detail.

  He wasn’t getting a condom.

  There was no time to pull out. No time to stop.

  He thrust balls deep inside her and came, hard, pulsing his cum deep inside her cunt and filling her womb.

  Jared grabbed her hands, pressing them above her head and sinking his face against her neck, kissing her. He nibbled on her pulse, hoping to distract her.

  This was … insane.

  He had just fucked Gina without a condom.

  There was no protection. He didn’t know if Gina was on the pill, but this was … he had been too far gone to care about wearing a rubber.

  Dude, you want her pregnant.

  Jared froze.

  Where the fuck had that thought come from?

  “Jared? You okay?” Gina asked.

  “Just …basking.”

  He was an asshole for not saying anything.

  The moment he pulled out, she was going to know, and he couldn’t allow that to happen.

  Letting go of her hands, he smiled down at her.

  “How about we have a round two in the shower?” he asked.

  “What’s going on?” she asked.

  “I didn’t get all of the grease out of your neck, and well, I think it is only fair that I do so.”

  She was spotless. Completely clean.

  He’d been thorough.

  When it came to Gina’s body, he loved exploring her. Not a part of her was unexplored by him.

  And the sex, they had so much to enjoy.

  “Fine. Fine. A shower.”

  “With one condition,” he said.

  “Jared, you were the one who wanted the shower.”

  “Yeah, but I get to carry you, in a fireman’s lift.”

  Gina was too busy squealing as he carried her through to the bathroom. His cum spilled from the lips of her pussy, but she was distracted and he was in the clear.

  Chapter Five

  “I can’t take it anymore. Stop.” Gina burst out laughing as Jared kept on going, brushing his fingers across her naked ribs, across her stomach.

  She’d always been ticklish, but this was too much.

  Jared was a lot stronger than her, so there was no way she could stop the onslaught. She laughed and snorted until she couldn’t take it and found the strength to quickly push him to the bed and straddle him.

  He didn’t put up much of a fight as she hovered above him. “I win.”

  “You think I’ve got a problem with this?” he asked, running his hands from her thighs, across her ass, then up to her back.

  She would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy his touch. In fact, for the past couple of weeks, Gina had been enjoying this new chore. Jared was a fiend in bed. He was always so ready, so needy, and she loved it.

  He came home before her, and the moment she entered the door, it was time to do chores. This didn’t mean their other chores didn’t get done. On the contrary. The dishes were always neatly washed and put away. She took care of the laundry. Their trash was never spilling over. Their apartment was spotless.

  “You know what I’d love more than anything right now?” Jared asked, grabbing her ass.

  “What?”

  “Grab my cock.”

  He lifted her, and she held his stiff prick in her fist. They moved into position together, and he slowly lowered her onto his shaft. When he was a couple of inches inside her, Gina dropped her hands to his chest and gasped.

  It felt so good, having him inside her.

  “Fuck, yeah,” he said. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

  His hands moved from her ass to her hips. He squeezed them gently before setting a pace that was easy for her to follow.

  Pressing her hands onto his chest, she took over, riding his cock, needing to come, and wanting to feel him follow her. They were so good like this.

  She didn’t know if it was the sex that was helping them to get along or their past friendship. Either way, she loved the fact she didn’t hate him anymore. When they first moved into the apartment, she would come home with a sense of dread, but now she was excited to be coming home. She even watched the clock.

  This had never happened to her before.

  “Touch yourself, baby. Come all over my cock, let me feel it.”

  She lifted up and reached between her thighs, stroking her swollen clit. He always demanded that she orgasm more than once. The first time he requested it, she thought he was crazy, but now, she relished each and every single release.

  Much to her dismay, after just a few strokes of her clit, she came hard, calling out his name, and Jared spun her to her back, grabbed her legs, and began to pound inside her, fucking her so hard, the bed constantly hit the wall.

  She loved it. Begged him for more.

  He was a machine as he fucked her harder, going as deep as possible. She saw the change, felt the sudden hurried rush in his movements, and she loved to see him go over the edge into that blessed peak.

  So pretty to watch.

  The veins on his neck stood out, and she couldn’t resist lifting up and pressing a kiss to his chest before collapsing.

  “Fuck me, Gina.” He collapsed on top of her, kissing her lips.

  She smiled at him. “What’s the matter?”

  “Do you think it would have always been this way between us?”

  The question threw her. “What do you mean?”

  “You know what I mean. If we hadn’t … grown apart in high school.”

  She shrugged. “There’s no point in thinking about it, you know.”

  He stroked some hair back from her face, and he lifted a strand. “I thought you wanted to become a teacher.”

  Gina burst out laughing. “Nah, I stopped wanting to be a teacher a long time ago.”

  “Why beautician?” he asked.

  “It’s fun.”

  “Really?”

  She chuckled. “I know, right. I never wore makeup growing up. I always found it boring, and so gross. All that stuff caked onto the face, but I never gave it a shot. Then one day, I went on this, I don’t know what you’d call it. I guess some kind of work experience, you know, in a beauty parlor. The woman there, she knew I had this disdain for makeup, but she showed me how amazing it could be. I love using different colors on women to draw out their eyes, or whatever. It’s fun.”

  “You like painting people.”

  She rolled her eyes. “It’s not painting people. I love the whole process of putting makeup on and doing hair. Once I opened my eyes to it and realized how much I enjoyed it, my classes changed. I took several business courses, and mostly beauty.”

  “How did your parents handle it?” Jared asked.

  “My dad was pissed, as you can imagine. He wanted his little girl to be a teacher. My mother said she would reserve judgment. After about a year of training, I came home and showed her what I knew, and she told me to follow my heart. After I graduated and stuff, I asked Mom what made her make up her mind. She told me she’d never seen me so happy doing something. She said that’s the key to life. Find something you love and get paid for doing it.” She smiled. “And that is what I did. What about you?”

  “Cars have always been in my blood. Phil’s old man saw the potential in me, and I haven’t looked back since.”

  Gina didn’t want to admit it, but she kind of wished Jared had seen her life, the changes. The twists. Just as she wished that she could have been there for him.

  ****

  Two months later

  “What?” Phil asked.

  “Don’t, okay? Keep your judgey little voice down.”

  “My judgey little voice? Maybe you need to realize what you’ve actually done.”

  He glared at his friend, but he couldn’t be pissed at him.

  For the past two months, Gina and he had been enjoying this new arrangement. Enjoying was the wrong fucking word. For him, he’d been relishing every second, anticipating every morning and evening, and each second in between. Sundays were his absolute favorite.

  Unless he got a call out, they had each other, and that day was spent in absolute fuckfest.

  He loved it.

  He loved her.

  That had never changed.

  Jared had never stopped loving Gina even though he’d been a prick, a total bastard to her through high school by ignoring her. This was a chance for him to make things right.

  Phil glanced around the shop and grabbed his arm, dragging him into the private office. “You’ve knocked Gina up.”

  “Keep your fucking voice down.”

  “You told me you forgot the condom, and then each time since, you’ve forgotten. You’ve even admitted to snooping. Damn it, Jared, what kind of a dickhead move is that?”

  “A desperate one, okay? I’m not … proud of it.” He ran fingers through his hair. He hadn’t openly been deceptive. Whenever he should have reached for a condom, he didn’t. Simple as that. It wasn’t because of him being a dick, or anything like that.

  When it came to Gina, he wanted it all.

  He had these feelings when he was a kid, before he went to high school, where he fucked everything up.

  “Yeah, well, now you’re telling me she’s got morning sickness.”

  A few times this week, she’d been running to the bathroom, throwing up in the morning, but come evening, she’d been fine, cooking at the stove and welcoming him home with a warm smile.

  Gina couldn’t cook well, but she tried.

  “What do I do?” Jared asked.

  “You’ve got to tell her the truth.”

  He rolled his eyes. “I’m not doing that.”

  “Dude, Gina’s a smart girl. She’s going to be able to figure out that she’s pregnant, then what?” he asked. “What will you do?”

  “I’ll handle this.”

  “Are you even ready for a kid? For all of this?”

  “I’m ready for Gina,” Jared said.

  Phil’s brows rose. He started to chuckle. “Put those big guys down.”

  “Are you serious?” Phil asked. “You want … Gina, like for real? As your wife?”

  “She is the only one I do want.”

  “Wow.”

  “Yeah, wow,” Jared said.

  He gripped the back of his neck, knowing how fucked up this was. This was the story of his and Gina’s life. He fucked up by making a stupid, rash decision, and Gina, well, as a kid, she fixed everything. That was how they worked.

  She always said that he had the best of intentions, and even now, he did.

  He loved Gina.

  Even with their time apart. Seeing her for the first time in years, he’d been hit by that love once again. It never faded. He knew it never would. It was why he made sure no one asked her out in high school. The guys never paid her any attention, and if they so much as tried, they ended up in his bad books.

 

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