Just Perfect (11 page)

“Did I hurt you last night?”  He hoped he hadn't.  He certainly
didn't want her scared of him.

She ducked her head and avoided his eyes. “No.”

“Lily, don't lie.”  He grasped her chin and turned her face
up to his.  “Did I hurt you? How are you this morning?”

Nervously, she licked her lips.  “I'm a little sore this
morning, but you didn't hurt me.”

Unable to stop himself, he leaned down and brushed his lips
over hers.  “What can I do to help you?”

She blinked at his change in subject.  He wanted her to feel
comfortable with him and apparently talking about the previous night wasn't
doing it.  She relaxed into his side and smiled.  Good start.

“Do you know how to bake or frost a cake?”

“No.”  But If it made her smile at him like that, he'd
learn.  She chuckled and laid her head on his chest.  He loved the way she felt
against him.  He ran a hand along her back.  “How long do those cake have to
cool?”

“About an hour or so.”

With a glance around the kitchen, he saw how busy she'd been
while he slept like the dead.  “How long have you been up?”  He noticed her
tired eyes.

“A few hours.  I have to get the orders done early so I have
afternoons off to be with Johnathan.  Most people come early but I have several
that come later in the day.  I like to have everything ready.  On Thursday
nights, I reach a cake decorating class here so I don't do many orders that
day.  Most of my orders are Friday through Sunday.”

“I can't believe you do all this.  It's amazing.  How many
cakes do you have today?”

“Six today and three orders for cinnamon rolls.  I could
have bread orders too, but I don't have enough hands.  Or space.  Business is
actually picking up.  I have requests for wedding cakes for spring.”

She was so animated when she spoke of her baking business. 
Her eyes sparkled and her smile was broad.

He cupped her cheek in his palm. “You're very talented,
Lily.  Where did you learn how to do this?”

She flushed with pleasure.  “Trial and error, really.  My
mom and I baked a lot when I was growing up, so I had a base to build on. I
knew I wanted a job that gave me the flexibility to be with my son.  My dad was
eating one of my cupcakes one day and said, ’Lily, girl!  These cupcakes taste
like a million bucks!’”  Her happiness dimmed a bit when she mentioned her
dad. 

“Right then I knew what I was going to do.”  She shrugged.
“I read every book on scratch baking and decorating I could find.  My dad
called the kitchen my laboratory. I figured it out but there is always more to
learn.  One day, I'll have my own bakery and I'll be able to bake the way I
want to.”  She peeked up at him self-consciously.  “I might take a business
class so when I do have my own store, I'll be able to manage it too.”

“You're very smart, Lily.  You can do anything.”  Sam meant
it too.  She had determination and drive.  She would be a success.

“Thank you.” 

He pulled her flush against him.  “I want a relationship
with you, Lily.”  He dropped a kiss on her sweet lips.

She hesitantly ran her hands around his neck.  “I think I
want that too, Sam.”  She whispered making his heart warm in his chest.

Finally.  “And we're not hiding anything,” he warned.

With a smile and a shake of her head, she gave his neck a
squeeze. “No, we're not hiding anything.”

“Good.”  He gave her another kiss and had to set her away
from him before he carried her upstairs and her hard work went to shit.  “Have
you had breakfast?”  He could, at least, make her something to eat while she
slaved away.  He wouldn't be able to sit and watch, he had to do something and
he definitely wasn't going to touch the cakes.

“No, but I can make you something.”  He caught her arm as
she headed for the fridge and waved a hand to the cakes. “You work your magic
here. I'll make you something.”

“Well...okay.”  She looked uncertain. “I really do have a
lot to do before I pick Johnathan up.”

“Go ahead and do what you need to do.  I'll find
something.”  He felt her eyes on him as he opened the fridge.  It was going to
take her some time to get used to him in her space.

Lily watched as Sam rummaged through the fridge.  She took a
deep breath and started gathering what she needed to start frosting the cooling
cakes.  Memories of the night before came rushing back the moment he entered
the kitchen.  She managed to hold them at bay while she worked, but seeing him
standing in her space made the memories unavoidable.  Her stomach fluttered and
her hands started to tremble.  He'd completely taken over her body last night
and made her feel things she didn’t even know were possible.  She shamelessly
did whatever he wanted and he repaid her with all-consuming pleasure.  Just
thinking about it made her panties wet.

“Are you okay?”  Sam's deep voice jolted her out of her
dirty mind.  Her face heated when she realized she was just standing there
staring sightlessly at the cakes.

“Oh..um..yes.”  She sounded like an idiot.

“Lily?”

He wanted her to tell him the truth of her thoughts.  No
way.  How did she even talk about it?  She and John had sex twice but they were
too shy to ever talk about it.  It had been awkward and embarrassing.  They
hadn't even taken all their clothes off.  The sex had been quick, but John had
been so sweet.  He was a virgin too and didn't know how to pleasure her.  Lily
hadn't cared. Being close to him and sharing something special had been enough
for her.  She loved him as much as her teenage heart could, but she had no idea
her body could feel the way Sam made her feel.  He was clearly experienced and
knew how to play her body like an instrument.  Could she satisfy a man like
Sam?  Would he tire of her if she couldn't learn how to please him the way he
pleased her?

She jumped when his arms came around her he pressed his body
along her back.  His beard brushed along her neck and she shivered.

“What's wrong, baby?”  The rumble of his voice made her body
come alive.  Oh, God.  She was turned on just by hearing his voice.  Her
panties were drenched and she didn't know how to control her bodies response. 
A whimper escaped and she was immediately mortified by her lack of control. 
She tried to pull away and his strong arms tightened.

“It's okay, Lily.”

All she could do was shake her head.  His arms grew tighter
and she felt his arousal against her lower back.  Her breath started coming
faster.  She needed to get him out of her so she could breathe.

“S-Sam-”

“I'm not leaving.”  He maneuvered her out of the kitchen to
the living room.  He gently pressed her stomach against the high-backed chairs
next to the fireplace. “It's okay to want me, Lily.”  One hand held her in
place while the other rubbed along her side and bottom.  “In fact, all of this
will work so much better if you
do
want me.”  His voice was so quiet and
soothing.  One of his legs pushed hers apart.  She moaned and squeezed her eyes
shut.  The stroke of his hand became firmer and she had an overwhelming urge to
push against his leg.  What was wrong with her?  Now she was going to start
humping his leg like a dog?  She hung her head.

“You're so beautiful, Lily.  The way you respond to me
drives me crazy.”  His hand rubbed up the back of her thigh and pressed firmly
between her legs to cup her.

“Oh, Sam-” She couldn't take it, she was going to embarrass
herself right there.

“Shhh, I just want to make you feel good.  Take the tension
out of this sweet little body.” 

His hand stroked hard, just like she wanted.
Oh, yes.
 
She moaned again and then let out a frustrated groan when his hand left her.

“It's alright, I'm not done yet.”  His hand came around her
to unbutton her jeans.  With his warm palm still holding her in place over the
chair, he shoved her jeans and panties down to her knees.

Anticipation made her nerve endings tingle.  She could feel
his gaze burn over her backside.  Unable to draw a proper breath, she started
to feel lightheaded.  She couldn't wait anymore and her hips began to sway hoping
to entice him to touch her. 

He gave her a light smack on one cheek and it made her jump
and moan.  “Are you trying to tease me, Lily?”  His calloused palm rubbed the
sting out.

She shook her head frantically.

“No?  You just want me to make you come?”

Thoroughly embarrassed, she turned her burning face into her
arm. 

“I won't make you beg.  This time.”  He breathed on the back
of her neck making her whole body shiver.  One hand slid around her and over
her shoulder to cup her jaw turning her face to him and drugged her with a deep
kiss.  His strong fingers ran down her bare stomach and between her legs.  She
automatically clamped down on his hand trying to keep him in place and grind
against his palm. 

Blood rushed in her ears. “Please, Sam.
Please
.”

He gave her more of his weight to her back, holding her in
place.  “Open your legs, baby.  I'll give you what you want.”  He growled in
her ear and brushed his beard along the side of her neck sending a tingle of
pleasure straight to her clit.  She forced her thighs apart and was immediately
rewarded when one thick finger slid deep inside and his thumb sought her clit
and pressed deep.

“Oh! Yes!”

“So wet.”  His other hand left her neck and traveled over
her body.  He grasped her bottom tightly maker her gasp before gripping her
thigh and lifting it high, leaving her spread open for his thrusting fingers.

“That's it, baby, Give it to me,” he demanded.

She panted.  Just one more thrust.
Please! Please
! 
All of the sudden his hands were gone and her jeans were being yanked up to her
waist.
  No no no
... she moaned.  How could he be so cruel?  She felt
tiny pulses in her womb.  He grabbed her shoulder roughly and turned her to
face him.  His lips were moving but she couldn't hear what he was saying. 
Unable to come out of her lust-filled haze, she squeezed her legs together and
trembled with what should have been a powerful orgasm.

Sam looked into Lily's unfocused eyes.  Her body shuddered
with unfulfilled climax.  Damn, he hated doing this to her.  He gave her a
gentle shake. “Someone's here, Lily.  Go upstairs and splash some cold water on
your face.”

Her beautiful brown eyes blinked slowly at him. “What?”  She
whispered.

He held her a moment longer until she could stand on her own
feet then pointed her in the direction of the stairs.  “Go upstairs.  Somebody’s
here.  Probably your mom.” 

Her body jolted. “Oh no!”  She fled up the stairs just as
the kitchen door opened.

Sam blew out a sharp breath.  Shitty timing.  He had Lily on
fire under his hands.  He took another deep breath and tried to get control
over his body.

“Hello!”  Sarah called from the kitchen.

He strode into the kitchen and saw Sarah and Glen looking
over the cakes on the island.

“Good morning.”  He greeted.

“Good morning to you too, Sam.”  Sarah smiled a smile so much
like Lily's.  They didn't look surprised to see him.

“Glen.”  He nodded and made his way to the coffee maker.
“Coffee?”  Glen just stared at him with a dumbfounded look on his face. 

“I would love some,” Sarah said cheerfully.  “Where's
Lily?”  She asked as she hung her coat and purse nest to the door. 

“Upstairs.  She should be back down in a minute.  She's been
busy this morning.”

Glen finally came out of his stupor and quirked an eyebrow
at him.  He poured two cups of coffee and handed one to Sarah before pouring
Glen a cup.  He was warming his own cup when Lily appeared.

“Hi, Mom.”  She glanced at Glen and forced a smile.  Her
face still looked flushed and she was obviously nervous leaving no doubt to
anyone looking at her what they had been up to.  Not that Sam cared who knew. 
He wanted everyone to know she belonged to him but he didn't want her
embarrassed. 

“You're home early.”  She tested the coolness of the cakes
and Sam could see her fingers shaking.

“Of course, honey.  I knew we had cake orders this morning. 
Did you think I was going to let you do all of it by yourself?  I'll run
upstairs and change and we'll get busy.”

“Okay, Mamma, thank you.”

Mamma.
  She seemed so young.  His heart constricted. 
What was he doing?  She was so innocent.  Never even lived away from her
parents and he was older and made her do and feel things that confused her.  He
was a bastard.  Her eyes found his and she smiled a sweet smile only for him,
and he decided bastard or not, he was keeping her. 

He returned her smile. “I'm going to go to the shop this
morning,” he told her.

“Oh, Okay.”  Disappointment flashed in her eyes and it made
him feel good that she wanted him to stay.
Hell yeah
. He walked to her
and grabbed her hand leading her to the living room so he could get his jacket
and boots.  She blushed but didn't pull away.  He let her hand go and sat to
pull on his boots.

“The shop is usually open on Saturdays.  We have a lot of
drivers who won't get in until today.  The shop needs to be open if they need
any work done before they leave out Sunday night or Monday.”

“That doesn't leave much time for them to be home.” 

He reached for her hips and pulled her between his knees. 
The fact that she thought about the driver’s home time told him she cared about
others.  He dated, or more like slept with, women who just wanted him to close
the shop and blow off any responsibilities to the drivers to pay attention to
them.  Lily was different.  She had a business she was cultivating and he
doubted she would ever blow off a cake order.

“Yeah, but Glen and his staff try to get them home as much
as possible.  The drivers usually get to pick the routes they want.  Most
choose the regional route because the pay is good and they can be home on
weekends.