Page 38 of Three Not-So-Little Words (The Lawson’s #3)

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Coitus Interruptus

Ronnie

" D ude, I am exhausted," I say to Drew as he joins me in his bed. "An evening with that kid wore

me out, and I didn't even do most of the work. You did."

Yeah, I'm usually pretty wiped by the time my head hits the pillow every night.

"I sincerely apologize for calling you every night.

I should be letting you rest." I say it as a joke, but I am completely serious.

I played video games with Colton for a while before he insisted we have a NERF Gun fight.

Somehow, we also squeezed in dinner. Then Drew helped Colton with homework and gave him a bath.

Drew pulls me into his arms. "I will never pass up an opportunity to talk to you. I don't give a shit how tired I am.”

"How do you do all of this every single night?"

"I have to," he says. "It's part of being a single parent. If I don't do it, who will?"

I guess he has a point. Having kids must require an incredible amount of sacrifice. I'm not sure if I would ever be ready for that. It just seems like way too much.

I tell him, “You're a really good dad."

"Thanks, baby. I'm just happy I've kept him alive."

I've never had a man call me baby when we weren't in the middle of some sexual act. It's a foreign concept to me, but I think that I like it.

"Are you a lot like your own dad?" I ask.

I feel his large body tense slightly. "God, I hope not."

"Not a good role model, huh?"

"Not even a little bit."

I'm not sure if I should ask for any more information or not. It seems like a sore subject.

It takes a moment for him to start talking.

"Growing up, my parents were both serious alcoholics. The older I got, the worse it became. When I was a teenager, they started dabbling in hard drugs and even got my older brother doing it too.” He pauses for a moment.

“I got into a fair amount of trouble before I started fighting.

Thank God I was able to get away from them.

For a while, I would go home and visit but every time I did, they would just want me to pay to fuel their habit.

When I sent them pictures of their grandson after he was born, they didn't even say congratulations.

They just asked for money. After that, I went completely no-contact. "

“So, you haven't talked to your parents in over six years?”

“Nope. They've tried like crazy, but I block all of their attempts. I’m guessing they have no idea I’m not in Florida anymore.”

"No offense, but they sound awful."

"They are. No offense taken. I figure if I'm nothing like them, maybe I'll have a chance at raising

Colton the right way.”

"He's a cool kid," I say. "I think you're doing a great job with him. "

"Thank you, beautiful. He seems to really like you too.”

I don't know if that's entirely true, but I'll take it.

Even though I could fall asleep right here and now, it suddenly occurs to me that Drew and I are alone for the first time this evening. I think that deserves to be celebrated.

I slowly lift my head off of his chest and move down his body. I reach below the waistband of his sweatpants and pull out his cock.

"What are you doing, baby?" He asks like he doesn't already know the answer.

I smile up at him "Oh, nothing."

I give him a couple slow strokes before sucking it into my mouth. With every long drag in and out of my mouth, he gets harder.

He pushes a strand of hair out of my face to be able to see better. "You are so fucking sexy. I'll never get tired of seeing you with my dick in your mouth.”

I take my time, making sure I put on a hell of a show. I love driving him crazy. Just when I am really getting into it, he stops me.

The moment my mouth is off of him, he flips me onto my back. After a couple quick kisses, he lifts my t-shirt and gives my breasts some attention. I let out a soft moan as his mouth wraps around my nipple.

As good as it feels, I'm impatient for more, so I push his head down so that he's between my legs.

“Do you want me to eat this pussy, baby?" He asks.

"Yes!”

Just as he's about to take off my pants, there's a knock at the door

"Dad!"

"Colton, bud, go back to bed."

"I had a bad dream, and I'm scared." He says the words through tearful sniffles.

Now, I may be horny as hell, and I may not always understand kids, but I'm not a monster.

I sit up and look at Drew. "Don't worry about it. Go be a dad.”

“Let me try to get him back to bed.”

“It’s alright. I’ll take the couch.” I lean forward to kiss him. “I’m okay. Really I’m not upset. I’ll just go get some sleep.”

I make my way past Colton and into the living room.

I probably could have waited to see if Drew was able to get him back to bed, but when I got here, I told myself that I wouldn't do anything to disrupt everything they had going on here.

I don't want to mess up their routine. I know having me around has to be weird for Colton, so I won't make it any harder.

I take a few minutes to make up a bed on the couch, complete with the blanket Colton let me borrow and the giant teddy bear. I get comfortable and turn on the TV. I'm tired, but my mind hasn't quite gotten the memo, so I need to unwind a little.

I manage to find a baking competition, but I'm not paying much attention to it.

Instead, my mind races with thoughts of how much my life has changed in just a month. I knew eventually I would come back to Lilly Leaf Falls at least on a semi-permanent basis. I didn't think that when I came back, I would start dating a guy - let alone a guy with a kid.

I always dreaded being in this type of relationship. After Aaron died, I didn't want to ever be that vulnerable again.

Yet here I am... Sleeping on the couch while my boyfriend takes care of his son.

Surprisingly, I'm not freaking out. I'm not thinking about ways to run away or how to break it off. I'm not miserable

I'm actually very...content.

I don't know what's happening to me, but I'm just trying to go with it.

Just as my eyes start to get heavy, I see Drew come walking behind the couch

I look up at him. "Are you okay? Is Colton Okay?"

"We are fine. I think I should be asking you that question. "

"I'm good," I tell him. "Just snuggling with Mr. Bear."

"Is he trying to take my place?"

"Maybe. I’ll let you know after we get to the dirty stuff," I joke. "Did you get Colton back to sleep?"

“Yeah. He's in my bed."

I smile. "So, what are you doing in here?"

"Well, I still owe you an orgasm. I'm here to deliver."

Man, he's wonderful.

“Oh, yeah?"

"Yep, pants off."

As I'm taking them off, I say, "Okay. But the bear gets to watch.”