We Both Paid the Same Stranger to Sublet the Same One-Bedroom, and Neither of Us Would Move Out novel · Chapter 3 of 24

Chapter 3: Dawn Shift

At dawn Tina decides, out loud, and Randy takes her apart with his mouth before she takes him in, with the first baby-making joke turning real.

"It's morning," I said, and I put his hand where I wanted it.

The light through the blinds was thin and gold and the street was still quiet.

Randy lay on his back with his eyes half open, and his palm was warm on my bare hip.

I'd been awake for an hour, lying very still, deciding.

"You said to ask you in the morning," he said.

His voice was thick with sleep and it did something low in my stomach.

"So ask."

"Tina." He turned his head on the pillow. "Say what you want."

"I want you to stop being polite."

He looked at me for one long second.

Then he rolled over me so fast the mattress rocked, and his weight settled between my thighs, and he caught my mouth with his.

It wasn't last night's kiss.

It was hungry, and open, and it tasted like the inside of his mouth.

I wrapped both arms around his neck and arched up into him.

I dragged his T-shirt over his head and threw it at the dresser.

He was built like a man who lifted conduit for a living, thick through the chest.

A shadow of dark-blond hair ran down his stomach and disappeared into his sweatpants.

An old burn scar curled around his left forearm.

I put my mouth on it.

"Don't," he said, laughing, and then stopped laughing, because I'd moved on to his nipple.

"Lie there," I said. "I'm not done looking."

"You're doing a lot more than looking."

"I'm thorough."

He let me.

He lay back with his hands in the sheet and his breath coming faster.

I licked a slow line down the middle of his stomach to the waistband.

He was hard under the cotton, a long thick ridge that jumped when I touched it.

I would have gone lower.

He caught me under the arms and hauled me back up his body and flipped me under him again.

His eyes had gone nearly black.

"My turn," he said.

"I wasn't finished."

"You'll finish. Trust me."

He pulled my tank top up and over my head, and his breath left him in a rush.

"Look at you."

I'd spent six months thinking about my body.

He looked at it like it was the best thing he had ever been handed.

"You're so pretty," he said, almost to himself. "Freckles on your chest. Christ."

He put his mouth on my breast and I cried out.

He sucked the nipple into the heat of his mouth, slow, and rolled the other one under his thumb.

Every pull went straight down between my legs.

"Randy."

"Mm."

"Lower."

"I'm getting there."

He kissed his way down my ribs, my stomach, the soft curve below my navel.

He took hold of my shorts and my panties together and slid them down my legs.

I was bare and open and wet in the morning light.

He knelt between my knees and just looked.

I'd never been looked at that long and that hungrily by anyone.

"Please tell me you're going to do something about that," I said.

"I'm going to do everything about that."

He put his hands under my thighs, spread me wide, and put his mouth on me.

I nearly came off the mattress.

He licked me long and flat from the bottom to the top and then circled my clit with the tip of his tongue.

My head went back on the pillow and I made a sound I hadn't known I owned.

"Oh my God."

"Quiet, sweetheart. Neighbors."

"Then don't stop."

"Never."

He ate me.

He sucked my clit between his lips and flicked it with his tongue.

He slid two fingers inside me and curled them the way he'd done last night.

My fingers dug into his hair.

"Right there. Right there. Randy, right there."

He groaned against me and the vibration shot through me.

I came with my heels digging into his back and his name caught behind my teeth.

It was a long shuddering wave that rolled up and over and left me gasping.

He didn't stop.

He kept licking me through it, gentle now, until I was shaking and laughing and trying to push him away.

"Too much," I panted. "Too much, come here."

He crawled up my body, his mouth shining, and kissed me, and I tasted myself on him.

"I haven't got a condom," he said, and he sounded miserable. "I wasn't planning on Chicago being this interesting."

"I've got an IUD. Two years. Why are you still talking?"

He laughed and pushed down his sweatpants.

His cock sprang free, thick and flushed, heavy against my stomach.

I wrapped my hand around it and he shuddered.

I stroked him once, root to tip, and felt a bead of wetness spill over my thumb.

"Fuck," he said. "Tina."

"Put it in me."

"Wait. Let me."

He hooked his arm under my right knee and then my left.

He folded me up, slowly, until my ankles were on his shoulders and my knees were nearly at my chest.

I was open to him in a way that made my whole face burn.

"If you don't get inside me in about two seconds, I'll find the neighbors and start screaming."

He grinned.

He rubbed the head of his cock through my wetness, up and down, until I whimpered, and he pushed in.

He was big.

God, he was big, and it burned and stretched and filled me until I couldn't think.

He went in slow, an inch at a time, watching my face.

"Breathe," he said. "There you go. That's all of me."

"All?"

"Almost."

He pushed once more and bottomed out.

I felt him deep, deep in my belly, throbbing, and I clenched around him without meaning to, and his head dropped against my calf.

"You feel unreal."

"You feel like I'm being fixed."

He started to move.

He pulled out almost to the tip and sank back in, slow and long.

With my legs pinned up like that, every thrust sent sparks up my spine.

"Harder," I said. "Please, harder."

He fucked me harder.

The bed knocked against the wall, a steady wooden thump, and the headboard rattled, and I laughed because it was so loud.

"Everyone in the building can hear this," I gasped.

"Good."

"Gloria wants us to start a family."

"She does."

"We could make the neighbors a baby."

I meant it as a joke.

I said it to make him laugh, and he did, a short breath against my knee.

Then his hips stopped moving.

He looked down at me with his chest heaving.

I lay with my legs on his shoulders and his cock buried inside me, and neither of us was laughing anymore.

"Say it again," he said.

My heart slammed.

"I'm on the IUD. It's a joke."

"Say it anyway."

"Randy."

"Please."

He began to move again, slowly, and every stroke was heavy and deliberate and I felt it in my teeth.

"Make the neighbors a baby," I whispered.

"Tell me how."

"Fill me up. Don't pull out. Come inside me, and keep going until I'm full."

"God." His voice cracked. "Tina. Say you want it."

"I want it."

"Say it again."

"I want you to come inside me. I want all of it."

He moved faster.

I felt myself tightening around him, climbing again, with his thrusts driving that sweet spot over and over.

His thumb slid down to find my clit and rubbed it in time.

"You're going to come on my cock," he said. "Go on. I've got you."

"I'm going to."

"Good girl. Let me feel it."

I came with a cry I smothered in my own wrist.

My body clamped down on him in long hard pulses and his breath hitched and his rhythm broke.

"Tina. Tina."

"Do it. Do it, Randy."

He thrust deep and held there, shaking, and groaned from low in his chest as he came.

I felt him pulse inside me, hot and heavy, again and again.

He stayed there, buried to the hilt, with his forehead pressed to my knee and my legs still hooked over his shoulders.

Our breathing slowed.

My hair was stuck to my face and my thighs trembled.

He lowered my legs slowly, one at a time, and kissed the inside of each ankle, and lay down beside me.

I rolled into his arms.

"I wanted you at the door," he said into my hair. "When your hand landed on mine."

"I knew."

"You didn't."

"I felt it in my knees."

He laughed, low and happy, and kissed my temple.

For the length of one deep breath, I felt like a woman who lived somewhere.

The doorbell buzzed.

Then a key turned in the lock, and a bright voice sang out across the living room.

"Yoo-hoo! Newlyweds! I brought the paperwork and a coffee cake!"

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