won”t let you go free.”
“All I ask is for three days. I”ll be back a free man, and we”ll continue with what we have right now.”
“You mean our endless humping?”
Julian cupped her mound, dipping the tip of his middle finger inside her warm and juicy entry. “Yes.”
“Hmmm…I like us, too.”
“But I”m married.”
“Yes.”
He untangled himself from Georgina”s long limbs and got up to use the bathroom. He chucked his used condom in the toilet, flushed it down and grabbed a washcloth. After washing himself, he brought the towel to bed.
Georgina eyed him like a hungry lioness. Her arms stretched above her head and one leg bent, moving from side to side.
“You”re like a beautiful canvas. I couldn”t get enough of your beauty.”
“Come here, Leonardo.”
Julian laughed. “I wish I could paint like him.”
“Don”t care if you can”t paint because you can really fuck good.” As soon as he stretched his body beside her, Georgina rolled on top of him and started kissing her way down his length. She stopped when her mouth was right above his hard cock. “I”m going to miss you. So when are you leaving?”
Without waiting for an answer, she began sucking the tip of his cock.
Chapter Three
Joanie opened the Subaru”s passenger back door and reached in to unbuckle Sam”s car seat. Her daughter blinked her sleepy eyes, then she leaned forward to look around. Most likely looking for her papa. “Hey there, little bug. Got a good nap?”
“I want Papa.” Sam”s lips thrust out, her chin quivered as she rubbed her eyes on her dolls head she always tucked under her armpit. “I want Papa,” she repeated.
That makes the two of us.
Sam”s trembling tiny voice gripped her heart. Her chest hurt so badly it was almost impossible to breathe. She desperately needed her father, to cling to him.
Like Sam, she wanted her dad, too. If only she could make Sam”s wish come true.
Tamping her emotions down, she forced a smile and tickled Sam”s chin. “Bug, remember what I told you? Papa”s in the big ship now, sailing away.” She told Sam this little white lie many times. Still, Sam would ask and look for her papa as soon as she woke up from a nap, but especially when she was tired.
“Yeah, but I want the ship to come back.” Sam”s sleepy, big blue eyes brightened with tears.
Poor thing. They both missed her papa, but nothing in this world could make the ship from come back. “I miss him, too, bug.” A big lump formed in her throat as her heart ached with pain. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to cry. Not in front of Sam. She hated lying to her little baby, but it was the best thing she could do right now.
Sam wouldn”t understand anyway. Pasting a smile on her face, she tried to divert Sam”s attention the only way she knew how. “Hey, how about we go for a walk in the woods and visit the bridge Papa had built for you?” Wiping the tears that began to fall with the backs of her hand, Sam asked,
“Can I bring my net?”
“Of course.”
“And the tank?”
“And the tank.”
“I”m gonna catch a big butterfly.”
“And what will you do after you caught it?”
“Release him again.”
“What a good bug.”
Joanie felt her shoulders sag from relief and thanked her stars her daughter was easily entertained. Working at the bar and taking care of Sam was finally taking a toll on her. She was tired all the time and felt irritable. And Sam”s constant question about her papa wasn”t helping her disposition. Lucky for her, Sam”s melancholy about missing her papa could pass as quickly as a butterfly flapped its wings.
Walking and playing in the property Sam called Sam”s Woods always helped divert Sam”s mind off her papa, at least for a short time, while she chased bugs and anything that flittered or jumped. Thank God for little mercies.
Joanie lifted Sam off her seat and put her down on the ground. “You know what, bug?”
“What, Mama?”
“I