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Chapter Fifteen

I t had been two weeks since Faith had been to lunch at the MC for the first time. Even though she was ready to take their relationship to the next level, kids and work had been working against them. Earlier this week, Slice asked if Faith trusted him to do a Valentine’s date for them. She’d immediately said yes because it had seemed to mean a lot to Slice.

He'd asked if it was okay for them to have their date the evening before Valentine’s because Ellie and Hennessy’s wedding was scheduled for that day. Faith didn’t have school and neither did the boys because it was teacher conferences, and Faith had already completed hers. Slice had arranged for Micah and Isaiah to stay overnight with Roam and Sprite’s family. Sarah and Scoop had fought to keep LB overnight as practice for when they had their own later this year.

Candace and Prim had been a little nicer to Faith at work because Dex had taken her out twice. He’d made it a point to mention he’d decided to take her out because Faith had said he should give Candace a chance.

Faith felt a little sorry for Dex because Slice had mentioned that whenever Dex returned from his dates, he immediately showered because he couldn’t stand the smell of Candace’s perfume.

Faith had showered, shaved all the important parts, and lotioned to make her skin smooth. She hoped Slice wasn’t one of those men who liked a shaved pussy because that would never be her. She was a woman and wanted to look like one. Now she did trim a little because she didn’t want her lady bits to look like they belonged in an exhibit at the zoo.

She giggled, thinking about calling it her lady bits. Courtney, her best friend at work, told her she should call it a pussy because it sounded better than lady bits. After Courtney had too many drinks, she usually called it her cock socket. Which, if Slice still called his cock Rocket, then Faith’s could be Rocket’s cock socket. Nope, not happening despite it making her giggle.

She looked through her underwear drawer to find her prettiest bra and panties. No granny panties tonight, even though sometimes they were so much more comfortable. The bra had enough underwire to keep her breasts from falling down her chest, and the lace over the pale pink color made Faith feel special. Her panties had lace on the front over her mound area.

She decided she was going to wear her leggings because she wanted to look cute but also have them easier for Slice to help her off with. Her jeans were a little tight, and she didn’t want him to have to tug them and work to get them off.

She slipped on a pretty long-sleeved scoop-neck sweater. She didn’t add any perfume because her lotion had a light berry smell that she loved. She glanced at the clock and saw she still had ten minutes until Slice was supposed to come over.

She straightened the comforter and pillows on her bed, trying to fill the time. She was so nervous. Her phone beeped with a text. She hoped Slice wasn’t canceling.

Hope: Relax and enjoy your last first time with Slice.

Faith fanned her face. Her last first time had her tearing up a little. Slice was it for her. Each day he showed her in little and big ways how much she and the boys meant to him.

Faith: Thank you. Love u.

Her doorbell rang. Faith took a deep breath and walked toward her door. She was so nervous that her palms were sweating a little. She opened the door and grinned.

Slice was in a dark blue Henley, his cut, dark jeans, and motorcycle boots. He had two bags with ribbons in his hands.

“Hey, baby, Happy Valentine’s Day, a day early,” he said.

He handed the bags to her, and she carried them into the family room as he closed and locked the door. They were completely alone. She wondered if Slice wanted them to have supper first because she wasn’t sure she could concentrate on eating when her stomach was doing flip-flops.

She turned to ask Slice what their plans were, and he slid his hands to cup her face and claimed her lips. In the short amount of time they’d been together, she’d become addicted to Slice’s taste and kisses. He could make her forget where they were and what they were doing with just the touch of his lips. He pulled his lips away and slid one hand down her back to pull her flush against him.

“Faith, I have a late pickup scheduled for dinner from the diner because it seems like I’ve waited forever to make you mine. I want to carry you into the bedroom and then uncover each inch of you and taste my woman’s pussy. Does that sound okay?”

Faith nodded because Slice’s words painted a picture that had her wondering if her wetness would be seeping through her leggings. At her nod, he grinned and lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

As he carried her down the hall with her facing him, he nibbled across her jawline, murmuring praise for her scent and her taste. She shivered, wanting to rub her nipples against his chest hair. She wanted to be flush against him without clothes because he made her hornier than she’d ever been.

He stopped at the end of the bed and leaned over to lay her on the comforter. Faith waited to see what he’d do. He lifted each foot, removing her socks and shoes and kissing her ankles.

Leaning over her, he slid his fingers into the top of her leggings and slid them down her legs, followed by her panties. She waited because he hadn’t seen her legs before.

He grinned, laying kisses up her legs, paying special attention to her thighs as he kissed and nipped.

“Those panties are cute, but I couldn’t wait to see you.”

She started to groan, then quieted.

“Babe, no one’s here. I want to hear every moan and sigh so I know you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Now, spread those legs so I can eat my woman’s pussy.”

Faith opened her legs a little more.

Slice shook his head. “Woman, I’m not some little guy. I need some space to properly blow your mind. And remember, you call me Gabe when you’re screaming my name as you come.”

Faith giggled. “You’re positive I’m going to come screaming your name,” she said.

“Oh, you’re going to come more than once, and if you’re not screaming my name, then I’ll need to work harder,” he said, and then warm breath blew across her entrance, and Gabe’s lips and tongue were licking and caressing her clit, and he engulfed it in his mouth until she was shaking and calling his name as she shuddered. She was a tad embarrassed at how quickly he had her coming, but each time they’d started to have any alone time, it had been interrupted. She’d been on a slow simmer since the first time he’d touched her in the truck.

“Now let’s get that shirt off and the bra so I can taste the rest of you.”

“What about you?” she asked.

Gabe winked at her, taking his cut off and placing it on the chair in her room. He pulled his Henley over his head, tossing it on the chair, then quickly removed his jeans, socks, and shoes.

She didn’t know where to look first: his abs, which looked like he had an eight-pack instead of a six-pack that she dearly wanted to lick, or his hard cock, which she hoped would fit in her okay. He looked a little bigger than any other man she’d ever had. Not that she’d bring up anyone else at this time.

“Now let me help you with that sweater,” Gabe said, helping her sit up so he could lift her sweater over her head and off. He kneeled beside her and grasped her breasts in her bra and lifted them out. Her bra was still on and held them up.

“Now, look at that. All hard and ready for my mouth,” Gabe said, leaning over and taking her nipple in his mouth. He nibbled and sucked until she was squirming against him. She slid her hand down to his cock, grasping it around and sliding her hand up and down.

Gabe groaned and then unclasped her bra, pulled it off, and laid her down.

“If you play with him too much, he might go back to teenager behavior, and we don’t want that, do we?” Gabe said, kissing her lips and trailing his hand down her stomach across her folds and ruffling her hair before dipping between her lips. His fingers caressed her, then slid into her. She trembled as his fingers seemed to easily find the spot Faith had searched for.

Each touch had her wanting more. She found it hard to concentrate on touching him too, but she didn’t want to neglect him.

His lips pulled back, and he stared into her eyes.

“Faith, this is not a tit-for-tat thing. Relax and enjoy. Let me pleasure you,” Gabe said as he moved between her legs. His first rocking motion had him entering her, and he paused.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been thankful for not being able to father children, but today feeling your hot pussy clasped around my cock with nothing between us is incredible,” Gabe said, kissing her as he thrust in and out until he was fully seated within her.

“I want to remember this moment with you, Gabe. You’ve made me feel beautiful,” she whispered, wondering if it would be this good every time.

“You’ve always been beautiful, Faith. You just needed someone to remind you of that. Honey, I fuckin’ have to move or only one of us is going to find paradise.”

Gabe moved within her, and she grabbed his back. His chest hair rubbed against her nipples, adding one more sensation.

Making love with Gabe wasn’t just a physical experience; though the pistoning of his hips and his cock inside her had a hurricane building, ready to overwhelm her, it was knowing this was it for them. He was the only one from this day forward was her last thought as everything coalesced and exploded.

Gabe surged inside her and groaned as he followed her over. She swallowed and tried to find the words to tell him what she was feeling.

“Faith, I want to remember this moment. You’re mine, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you,” he said, gently kissing her while holding himself above her.

She laid her hand on his cheek. “I’d given up hope of a man and a family, and then you showed up on Christmas Eve. Best Christmas present ever. I love you too—so much. My heart couldn’t be any fuller.”

Gabe rolled beside her and pulled her onto his shoulder. “I know you need to pee, and we need to clean up, but I want to savor this moment. You’ve made me the happiest man ever. I can’t imagine anything better.”

Faith smiled at the fact Gabe was thinking about her but wanted to snuggle and savor this. She’d deal with sticky thighs in a minute. Gabe had said he loved her, and there was nothing that was going to ruin this moment.