Entanglement [COMPLETED✔]

11

Alex

I tried very hard to stay away, to think of the past two years, asking myself how I had gone from seeing her as a child to a woman I wished for. And the answer was simple, clear and four letters long.

Was it premature? Totally, especially if I didn't know exactly what we were. Especially when all my relationship seemed to end badly, when it looked like I'd die alone. And I couldn't help but to think that this wasn't real, that each time I closed my eyes, I'd wake up only to feel an empty heart, to see her but never touch her.

That all of it was in my head.

Weeks went by and we continued this- whatever this was. There was no name to it, only the clear fact that we both wanted this.

Every day I came home from work to see Laura already waiting for me, her green eyes gleaming and lips pulled into a smile as she looked up at me. Lips meeting mine for a kiss or two before she dragged me off either to the kitchen to eat or to the bedroom.

I think we fell into a comfortable routine, the lines I had set in place blurring the longer we continued this. All I had tried to keep but failed falling and I should feel bad about it but it didn't. Not when with her I felt better than I had felt all my life.

This- what we had was more than lust, more than sex. It was conversations as we laid in bed, both meaningful and not. It was shared food and laughs, it was too good to be real. But it was real and I'd somehow wanted to make it last but I knew I couldn't. Not when she was half my age and also the daughter of the woman I had thought I loved.

Looking over at her as she slept, Laura looked ever so peaceful, calm and beautiful. Black hair pulled into a bun, face clear of any makeup. I didn't know why she used it, not when she was already beautiful without it.

Leaning over her, I pressed soft kisses to her shoulder, my hand dipping down to grab her bum, Laura raising her ass a little as I did.

So wrong...

But I didn't care, not when she had become something I don't think I could live without.

Ever so softly, I trailed my lips down her back, Laura arching more, my dick twitching in my briefs. I didn't know if she'd like this, if she was tired after last night but I needed her. Years of being hung dry, of not touching a woman made me desperate to feel her.

To touch her skin with my hands or lips, to taste her and engrave it to my mind for when the day came and she would grow tired of me. I knew that day would come and it would hurt because I was falling- I had fallen unwittingly and I knew this was different.

Holding her hips, I pushed her deeper into the mattress, her eyes still closed even as I knew she could feel my hard on pressing against her. "Wake up baby," I murmured against her skin.

Her head rolled to the side, a smirk playing on her lips as her ass pressed harder against my chest. "Just a few more minutes daddy."

That did things to me, five letters and I was ready to thrust in her. "Come on baby, I have work."

I may be asking for too much, for her to let me fuck her before work but if there was way I'd last at work, it would be if I got to have her in the morning. Years and I hadn't wanted a woman so badly. Years and I saw things I shouldn't see.

"You can take me from behind daddy," she murmured at me, that smirk widening.

Weeks with her and it was either her on top or me, none of that kinky shit but it didn't really matter to me. Her pussy was enough for me, no need to roleplay when I got hard just looking at her, no need for sweet words when her mouth was filthy.