Smoke, Lies, and Goobyes

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Smoke, Lies, and Goodbyes 3

Norman's POV

"Mommy!" Mingus shrieks, flattening himself against Laura's leg, clinging for dear life, "Mommy?" I ask, looking at Mingus.

"Yeah! Mommy!" He nods furiously,his smile spreading wide across his face.

"Well mommy, I think we'd both better take him then. Come on mommy." I hook an arm around her shoulders, leading her to the door. We got to the school, both leading Mingus in, hand in hand, like this facade was true. And some part of me wanted it to be.

"Mingus, have a good day sweetie." She says, kissing his forehead and scooting him off to class.

"Why does Mingus call you that?" I ask as we walk to the car, my hand resting on her hip, her's resting on mine.

"He just started calling me that last night at the doctor's office." She says, looking afraid. We both get in the car. Almost home, I glance over, seeing the sun shining off her beautiful skin, her green eyes shimmering.

"I think you're beautiful." I say, stopping the car in the driveway. She blushes, her cheeks turning a tinted pink color.

"Thank you." She mumbles, looking away from me. I reach over, turning her face back to me with a light touch to her chin.

"God, I wanna kiss you." I mutter before I can stop myself. She smiles, looking up at me, my breath hitching in my throat. My hand slips onto her cheek, causing her smile to widen.

She leans over the consul, our lips crashing together as I pull her over onto my lap.

"Norman." She hushes, both of us gasping for air as we pull apart and I untangle my hand from her hair.

"Laura." I give a small whisper, hoarse and gravelly.

"I'm sorry. We can't." She says, putting her hands on my heaving chest as a brace.

"I have a meeting in an hour anyways." I say, clicking open the door and lifting her out, following closely behind her as she walks to the house. My curiosity is peaked, when she glances to her car, but keeps walking towards the house, "Did you forget something?" I ask as I close the front door behind me.

We both look at each other, her eyes dancing with excitement as they trail from my face to my lower half and back up, locking on my lips. I reach out, pulling her against me, lips against mine, fighting for dominance.

I push her back until she hits the wall with a thud, my hand sliding down to grab her leg to pull it up and she wraps it around my side. She groans against my lips, grabbing onto fistfuls of my shirt as she desperately tries to pull me closer than physically possible.

My hands slide beneath her shirt of their own accord and her arms wrap around my neck tightly. We pull back and catch our breath for a moment as her shirt goes over her head, and suddenly our lips are pressed together again.

Slowly and agonizingly, she slips her tongue past my lips as her hands slowly slide beneath my shirt, roaming around, feeling my hard, flat stomach at the same time that her tongue moves in my mouth, tasting, drinking me in.

One hand slides back down and around my waist to slip into the back pocket of my jeans, which seem to feel very tight right now.

I hear a low growl vibrate from deep in my chest, sounding very animal and not like me at all. Laura pulls her lips away so they're just a breath away from mine and gasps at the sound.

Pulling back farther, I bend down to lift her into my arms bridal style. She gives a yelp and puts a hand over her mouth as she laughs. I smile down at her until I reach the stairs and have to watch my feet as I take them two at a time and take long strides to the end of the hall, talking quickly on the way, "Are you-"

She cuts me off, "Yes, I'm on the pill."

I sigh, "Oh thank God..." She laughs again, a sweet, melodic tone.

Once in my room, I toss her onto the bed, not bothering to close the door. I climb on top of her as she starts to quickly unbutton my shirt. I groan at the feel of her delicate fingers through the thin material of the shirt. She smiles up at me as she undoes the last button. I gladly pull my arms out of the sleeves and throw the shirt across the room. Laura appreciatively smoothes her hands across my chest and I close my eyes with a contented sigh.

Her hands finally move down to undo my jeans. I stand up to slip out of them and my boxers. Laura groans at the sight of my stiff member. She sits up on her knees on the edge of the bed, wrapping her arms around me to press me against her.

I look up into her face as her hands slide down to my erection slowly, agonizingly. I growl again, eliciting another groan from her as she starts stroking me slowly. I grit my teeth, throwing my head back.

"Laura..." I groan out through my teeth.

She buries her face into the crook of my neck and groans as she strokes me faster. Her tongue flicks out against my skin and I gasp at the feeling of my balls tightening.

"Laura! God, stop. I need to be inside you now. We don't have enough time." I choke out through my panting.

She groans and says, "Fine," with a small, triumphant smile pulling at her lips.

Laura's POV

He sighs when I stop stroking him, though it's hard to tell whether it's a sigh of relief, pleasure, or frustration. I just chuckle against his skin. He shoves me roughly to land on the bed.

I gasp and look up to him with a smirk on his delicious lips. I stick my tongue out at him and he climbs on top of me quickly to take it in his mouth.

My arms wrap around his neck instinctively as his hands slide beneath my back to pull me tighter against him. Without further warning, he thrusts into me.

"Norman!" I scream out as he growls more than groans my name.

He starts a slow rhythm, but soon enough, his thrusts become faster and faster, "Oh, oh, ohhhh Norman!"

"Fuck, Laura!" He shouts out in a deep, lustful tone.

I bite my tongue until I taste blood in order to fight the urge to scream "I love you."

We both collapse onto the bed, exhausted and sated. He rolls over onto his back with a loud, contented sigh and wraps his arm around my waist to snuggle me into his side.