Tame the Beast : Small Beach Town, Single Mom Romance

“Remember that night? Our night?” I ask her, and she opens her eyes, looking at me in confusion. Honestly, I’m not really sure why I brought it up either, but she needs a distraction and sex is the only distraction I know. Sue me.

“Why?”

“Because I need you to remember it right now, Zo,” I whisper into her ear. “I need you to remember the way my tongue slipped over your sweet pussy. Need you to remember the way my teeth grazed over your sensitive, hard nipples. Damn, those fucking nipples of yours,” I growl, feeling my cock growing hard just at the memory of her buds in my mouth.

Who am I trying to distract again?

“If you had any idea what a mere thought of you does to me.”

“What…what does it do to you?” She looks at me, her hand still squeezing mine.

“It makes me hard. So fucking hard, it’s almost unbearable. And needy. I am fucking needy for you, Zoe.” Her breath catches and I’d like to think it’s in reaction to me, not the pain. “I am needy for a taste of you. Needy to get my cock back inside your sweet pussy. To slide in and out of you. Slowly at first, teasing your little clit and then thrust all the way back until you feel me in every inch of you, until my balls are slapping against your wetness, making a fucking mess on the sheets.”

My lips are now hovering over hers, desperate for a taste and I’ve never been the one to deny myself much—even now—so, I do just that. I press my lips to hers in a slow, sensual kiss. Just one. Just for a second.

But that’s a lie.

One second was never enough with her, even the universe knew it and brought us together, so I linger on her lips a little while longer. My free hand now cupping her beautiful face.

“Did it work? Did I distract you?”

“Matteo,” she breathes out, closing her eyes. “I fucking hate you.”

“What? Why?”

“Because only you could make me horny while I am thinking of the fastest way to die!”

“Want to kiss again?” I wiggle my eyebrows, silently hoping she says yes but Zoe just shakes her head with a small smile and goes back to breathing.

“Oh God, I think she’s coming!”

“The watermelon?” I squeak, my heart jumping to the bottom of my stomach.

“The baby! The baby is coming Matteo!”

“Right! Right, the baby, babies. Oh God, I don’t feel so good.” All of a sudden, the realization of what is about to happen really hits me and I feel my legs shaking, but before I can think of fainting, Zoe grabs my hand and pulls me to her with inhumane strength.

“I swear to God, if you think of fainting, I will kill you!” she hisses and then starts crying. “I can’t do this alone, Matteo! I’m scared!” she sobs and just as quickly as I was falling apart, I’m put back together.

I bend, leaning over her and press my lips to hers in a gentle kiss while my fingers caress her cheek. “You are not alone. Never again.” I make that promise knowing I will keep it until the day I die.

I might not have been ready for a family. Might not have ever entertained the mere idea of kids, but here and now, with Zoe…I want it all.

13

Zoe

“Swoon. I’ll catch you.” – The English Patient

“Hello, mama,” the midwife says with a smile. “And dad.” She nods to Matteo, and I feel my already fragile stomach, churning. Why haven’t I told him this whole time? “I hear we are ready to meet this baby.”

“Yes, yes we are!” He jumps up, knocking the chair over. His eyes are a little frantic and he holds my hand back just as hard as I’m holding his.

I’m not sure when or how but somewhere along the way, letting go stopped being an option and I’m a horrible human being for using him like this but it seems I need Matteo. This amazing guy who is so young, yet so ready to take on the role he decided was his. When he left to get me water, I thought I was going to die. The pain became too much to bear alone, and I was a second from passing out. However, as soon as he stepped back inside, I drew a long breath in and my heart rate slowed, my tense body relaxed a tiny bit and as soon as I could, I grabbed his hand again.

And then he proceeded to take my mind off all this in the filthiest way possible. And it worked. Thinking of that night, of the things he’s done to me felt like taking a shot of the best drug. It took it all away.

Until now.