Page 116 of A Real Goode Time

Now.

I felt her clench around me, tight hard and wild, and I felt myself unleash, and I couldn’t have held it back for anything. I cried out, and I knew tears were in it, but I didn’t care, she was crying too and holding me tight, pulling at my ass, and her legs were clinched around my waist and she was writhing against me and sobbing my name as I shouted hers, and I poured into her, unleashed, and felt her move with me and clench around me and it was an eternity of heaven we shared in those moments, everything, together, always.

Us.

Perfection.

Love.

17

Torie

We slept after that first time.

We woke up together, and I was sore, but it was beautiful. He pulled me on top of him and filled me, and I knew then I was a cowgirl kind of girl, because that was the most intense orgasm of my life, riding him, screaming on top of him, slamming onto him so hard my tits bounced ’til they ached. And I couldn’t get enough. There wasn’t enough.

I collapsed sideways, passed out, and when I woke up again, he’d relit the candles and refreshed the hot water in the tub, and carried me to it. Set me in it, and got in with me, and we lazed in the tub together talking about our lives together until the water got cool, and then we got in the shower and I discovered that shower sex was, in fact, highly overrated, but at this point any sex with Rhys was amazing. I made him breakfast, and we drank coffee—inmyhouse. Zane texted and told me to stay home today, and so that’s what we did. We stayed home all day, talking, making plans, and making love.

Again, and again, and again, until I knew my poor hoo-ha needed a break. So we went out and I showed him a place Zane and I had been working on. We took the Jeep, and I drove into the more industrial area of town, to a small building with a For Sale sign on it. The sign had a SOLD slider on top, however.

It was a garage. Four bays, two lifts, an office, with a fenced-in yard out back and a small pole barn off to one side.

He sat in the passenger seat and stared, musing. “That’s a nice place. Says it’s sold, though.”

I nodded. “It had like three interested parties, but Mom, Zane, and Dru snapped it up for a steal. We’ve been working on fixing up the office, which hadn’t been cleaned since roughly 1976. We ripped everything out, stripped it all down to concrete and bare wood, and Zane and I are putting in a new built-in desk, some shelves, all the necessary auto garage office stuff. Replacing the chain link fence, cleaning the concrete in the bays, new pegboard for the tools.”

He eyed me. “Tor.”

“I don’t want to be presumptuous, or speak for you, or make plans with your money since I’m only just getting started, but…”

He laughed. “You want me to buy it?”

“I know Mom, Zane, and Dru would give you a hell of a deal.”

“Will you be my business partner?”

“I’m your partner in everything, Rhys.”

“Then you’re not making decisions for me, or speaking formymoney. It’sourmoney.” He glanced at the building again. “I think this is a good investment, and I did make a nice profit off the sale back in New Haven.”

“Mom and Dru say it’s a prime location, that this area is building up.”

“Let’s do it,” he said.

I nodded. “I still want to get into remodels, but I want to work on cars with you more than just about anything.”

“You wanna know what I discovered, working for Jeremy?”

“What?”

“I don’t like major construction so much as the finishing touches, taking something partway there, still a little ugly or unfinished, and making it beautiful.”

I grinned at him. “Like that truck.”

He nodded. “Exactly. So we can split our businesses. Remodel houses, and build vintage four-by-fours together.”

“And lots and lots and lots of sex.” I bit my lip and grinned at him.