Page 49 of Hot Four Teacher (The Lawson’s #4)
Chapter forty-eight
Confessions
Michelle
“ H ow much convincing would it take for you to get in this big jacuzzi tub with me?” I ask Dane while running my fingers along the wall as I walk toward him.
“Hmm.” He strokes his beard. “Well, you’re going to be wet and naked. I don’t think it’ll be that difficult.”
Before he has a chance to change his mind, I fill the tub and get the jets going.
Two minutes later, he sits across from me, submerged in the hot water. He takes one of my feet in his hands and massages it.
I say, “Thank you for taking me to meet your dad.”
“I think I should be thanking you. I think you won him over.”
“I liked him. I was a little nervous because the only parents I’ve ever met were Danny’s, and we were in high school. I must not have made a very good impression because they agreed with their son about not letting a baby derail their lives.”
Dane says, “If it would have been me in that situation, my dad would have kicked my ass, sure, but he would’ve never encouraged me to walk away from my responsibilities.”
“He seems like a good guy,” I agree.
“So, what did you two talk about while I went to go get the truck?”
I think back to the conversation I had with his dad and can’t help but smile. “He wanted to thank me.”
“For what?”
“What are you going to give me if I tell you?”
His fingers rub up my thigh. “Anything you want, baby.”
“He thanked me for making his son so happy. He said he knew you two didn’t always see eye-to-eye, but he was proud of you. And…”
“And what?”
“He said that he knew you must be crazy about me because the last time he saw a look like how you looked at me, it was him looking at your mom.”
It takes him a moment to respond. “Well, he is a very smart man.”
I scoot closer to him. “For what it’s worth, I’m pretty crazy about you too.”
“I should hope so. We’re on our honeymoon for heaven’s sake,” he jokes.
“Do you ever want to get married again? Or did Cassie sour you to the whole idea?”
“I think I’d like to get married again when the time is right…and the person. What about you?”
“Hmm. I think Cassie soured me to it,” I giggle. “But really, yes, I think I’d like to someday.”
Neither one of us say it, but it’s obvious we both hope that perfect person is the other.
There is one more question I feel the need to ask. “Do you ever think about kids?”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you want kids of your own?”
He thinks for a moment. “Kids have never been a deal-breaker for me either way. I love kids, but I don’t think that having ones of my own is the only way to make an impact on their lives. I’d be just fine being a teacher or maybe someday being a foster parent or adopting.”
He’s such a good man.
“What about you?” He asks. “Do you want more kids?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe. I think I’ll be bored when Eve leaves, but I agree there are other ways to help kids rather than just the normal way.”
He smiles. “Sounds like you and I are on the same page.”
“Dane,” I begin as I move, so I’m straddling him.
“Yes, baby?”
“I’m not always very good at saying how I feel, but I want you to know something.”
“Okay. I’m listening.”
“I love you.” The words come out in barely more than a whisper, but I mean them with my whole chest. I’ve known for a while, but I’ve held off on saying it. It's like I was waiting to make sure this whole thing didn’t go away.
But through it all, Dane never wavered. Even with my wanting to keep things a secret and not always having a ton of time, he’s dealt with it and never once complained.
I think that’s something worth holding onto.
It occurs to me that he hasn’t said anything for a hot second, and I begin to worry that maybe I shouldn’t have said that.
But suddenly, his lips curl into a smile. “I love you, too, Michelle. So fucking much.”
He presses a soft kiss to my lips.
When he pulls back, I add, “I want to tell Eve about us.”
He looks shocked. “Really? You’re ready for that?”
I nod. “Being here with you…being able to go out and be a real couple…that’s what I want at home. You make me really happy, and I don't want to hide that anymore.”
“Well, okay then.” He smiles again.
“Unless you’re not ready to tell people.”
“Baby, I was ready to shout it from the rooftops the first time I met you.”
“Are you worried about what the school will do?” I ask.
“Nope.”
“Really? Why not?”
“Michelle, I love teaching, and I care about every one of my students. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to give you up. If they fire me, oh well. I’ll still have you, and I’ll find another job.” He pauses a moment. “Say it again.”
The corner of my lips pull into a smile. “I love you.”
“Damn, I’m a lucky man.”
He kisses me again. This time, it's not just a soft peck. This one turns into something more. The fact that I’m on top of him and that we are both naked becomes obvious.
As we kiss, I feel him getting hard beneath me.
My arms hook around his neck while his hands cup my ass under the water.
I move against him, trying to get more contact. My hard nipples brush against his chest while my pussy rubs against the head of his cock. He lets out a low groan as I rub against it just right.
Between kisses, he says, “Baby, if you’re going to keep doing that, I’m going to need to get out and grab a condom.”
I stop and move back a couple inches to look into his eyes. “What if we don’t? What if I want to feel you with nothing in between us?”
“Are you sure?” He asks, looking back at me.
I nod. “I’m on the pill, and I think we both know each other’s histories. I just want to really feel you.”
Holding his hand on the back of my head, he pulls me toward him. “You are so fucking amazing,” he whispers before kissing me again.
While our tongues dance, I position myself just right to be able to sink onto Dane’s length. I moan as he enters me.
I’ve never had a man inside me without a condom before. Even Danny and I always used a condom–it just didn’t work once.
I moan as I fit all of him. It’s incredible.
The physical feeling itself isn’t all that different–it may feel more different for him than it does for me.
But knowing he and I are connected in this way is something special.
I’ve gone further with Dane in an emotional sense–and now a physical sense too–than I ever have with anyone.
His large hands hold me with such care yet command me in such a hot way. He’s all man, and I’m crazy about the way he touches me.
I start to ride him, slow at first but wasting no time in increasing the tempo. As I move, the water sloshes between us. Between that and the steam, it’s getting harder to breathe.
Dane says, “Baby, why don’t we take this party to the bed. I want to see this sexy body in all its glory.
As quickly as we can, we get out and dry off. He lays down on the bed, and just when I’m about to climb on top of his cock, he says, “Come here. I want to taste you.”
Before I can ask how he wants me, he positions me so that I’m sitting on his face.
I worry about whether he's comfortable or not, but I don’t have much time to think about it before he starts licking me.
His tongue teases me a moment by sliding in and out of me before focusing all of its attention on my clit.
The man knows what he’s doing when it comes to eating pussy. He devours me like I’m going to be his last meal.
He licks circles around my clit which already has my legs beginning to tremble. I hold onto the headboard as I get lost in the pleasure of it all.
“Fuck, Dane,” I moan.
His large arms hook around my thighs, holding me in place while he brings me closer and closer to release.
My orgasm hits me out of nowhere, and I scream out his name while the ecstasy washes over me.
When I finish, I climb off his face and move down his body to ride his dick instead. He lets out a, “Fuuuuuck,” as I slide down his cock.
I begin to move at a rapid pace, but he stops me. “Slow, baby. I want to enjoy this.”
Sitting back, I move slowly, dragging him in and out of me while circling my hips. He looks up at me like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He doesn’t care about my rolls or love handles. He doesn’t care that my boobs aren’t that big or perky.
He loves me–every imperfect inch of me–exactly how I am.
And you know what?
The feeling is mutual.