Taking the Plunge (33 page)

She grabbed his face and kissed him again.

Thatcher pushed her legs back while he leaned over her, thrusting into her without moving the bed. When he felt her tighten around him, he knew she was coming.

She bit her lip, her nails digging into his ass. “Right there.”

He kept his orgasm back, lingering in his stomach. He hadn’t gotten off in a week and he was eager to do it now. Thatcher could tell Nancy was just as horny as he was. She was wetter than she had ever been, dripping around his cock.

“Fuck me, Thatcher.”

His moaned at her words and moved into her as fast as he could without making any noise. The headboard rocked slightly but didn’t make a sound.

“I’m there,” she said as she gripped his shoulders. “I’m there.”

He pu
shed his entire cock inside, his balls touching her warm skin.

Her head rolled back as she came, her breathing deep and heavy.

Thatcher watched her come, turned on by the sight. He felt the orgasm explode from his balls, shooting out of his tip. He fucked her harder as he released, making the headboard move faster. “Nancy…”

She grabbed his ass and pulled him further inside. “I love it when you come inside me.”

Her words made a little extra come out.

They stared at each other while they caught their breath, both relieved that they fin
ally got off. Thatcher pulled out of her soaked pussy then lied beside her, finally feeling her return to his arms. Now that she was beside him, he felt peaceful. He closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

32

When Nancy woke up the next morning, Thatcher was staring at her. “How’d you sleep?” she asked.

“Wonderful,” he said with a smile. “It’s the most sleep I’ve gotten all week.”

“Me too.”

He looked at the time. “Do you think you
r dad is awake?”

“He’ll be soon. Let’s make breakfast.”

Thatcher seemed hesitant. “And he won’t be mad that I slept here?”

She rolled her eyes. “My father loves you
.”

“And I don’t want that to change.”

“We’re moving in together,” Nancy said. “We’re going to have to tell him.”

Thatcher sighed. “That’s right.”

Nancy changed her clothes then walked out. Thatcher appeared a moment later. Together, they made pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Her father walked out his room, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Nancy wasn’t used to seeing him dress so casually. He always wore a suit.

Her d
ad smiled when he saw Thatcher. “Hey. What a surprise.”

“Hell
o, sir,” Thatcher said as he shook his hand. “I hope you don’t mind me joining you for breakfast.”

“It’s Bill,” he reminded him. “And course not. You’re always welcome.”

They set the plates down and ate together at the table. Nancy made mimosa just to have a little fun in the morning. Thatcher sipped his but didn’t drink much. Her dad had two glasses.

“Are you excited for our class?” her father asked.

“Very,” she said. “Anytime there’s paint involved, I’m happy.”

He nodded. “I just hope you can tell what I’m drawing.”

She smiled. “You still hung up my paintings even though they were disasters.”

“They were not disasters,” he said quickly. “They were beautiful.”

Her cheeks flushed at his words.

Her father looked at Thatcher. “Are you coming with us?”

“No,” Thatcher said quickly. “I have work to do. You two have fun.”

They sat in silence, scraping their knives and forks over the plates.

Thatcher cleared his throat then looked at her father. “Bill, there’s something I would like to discuss with you.”

Nancy smiled at him, encouraging him to continue.

Her father stared at him. “And what would that be?”

“I’ve asked Nancy to move in with me and she’s agreed,” Thatcher said. “It would mean a lot if I had your approval.”

Her father chewed his food and stared at the table for a moment. Thatcher waited patiently for a response. “I’m very happy for both of you.”

Thatcher released the breath he was holding. “Thank you.”

“I just hope Nancy understands how serious this is,” he said as he looked at her. “You shouldn’t move in with someone unless—it goes somewhere.”

“I intend
to marry her,” Thatcher said quickly. “Whenever she’s ready.”

“Then I’m even more happy,” her father said. “It’s a relief knowing she won’t be alone in that apartment anymore. It gives me peace of mind.”

“Dad, I can take care of myself.”

“And I would prefer if Thatcher took care of you,” he said as he drank from his glass.

Thatcher kissed her on the forehead. “It’s official.”

“I can’t wait to tell my friends,” she said with a smile.

“Now they’re going to be around all the time,” Thatcher said with a laugh.

“I thought you liked my friends?”

“I love your friends,” Thatcher said. “I just think they like me more than you.”

She rolled her eyes. “Unfortunately, I think that’s true.”

Thatcher finished his plate then carried the empty dishes to the sink, cleaning them and putting them in the dishwasher.

Her father leaned toward her. “I like him a lot, Nancy. I’m very happy with you
r choice.”

She smiled. “Thank you.”

“I’ve always wanted a son.”

That made her smile wider.

Thatcher returned then kissed her forehead. “You guys have fun today. I’ll call up the guys and we’ll move your stuff into the apartment while you’re gone.”

“You don’t have to do that,” she said.

“I want you living with me as soon as possible.” He walked to the front door and Nancy and her father followed him.

“Bye,” Thatcher said as he kissed her on the cheek. He turned to her father and extended his hand. “Thank you for breakfast, Bill.”

Her father waved his hand then embraced him, patting him on the back. “Thank you for being so wonderful to my daughter.”

Thatcher smiled and returned the hug. “I love her very much. She’s in good hands.”

“I know.” He stepped back and came beside Nancy.

Thatcher left the house and closed the door behind him, taking Nancy’s heart with him. She missed him already.

“Are you ready to go?” her father asked.

“Yes.”

They left the house and drove to the community arts building in the suburbs. When they walked inside, families were grouped together, their paints sitting on the table and their paper placed out on tables.

Nancy sat with her father and smiled at him, realizing they were really spending time together. Years had been lost because of their distance, but her father was making up for that. She was scared he would return to his old ways but it didn’t seem that way. He was a new man in her eyes.

Together, they drew a picture of the rainforest, detailing animals under the canopy. Since he didn’t have a steady hand like Nancy, he colored the bigger images, such as the trees, the leaves, and the rocks. Nancy detailed the animals, making them ferocious and intimidating. Her father stared at it for a long time.

“You’re so talented,” he whispered, pride in his eyes.

She blushed. “Thank you.”

“I never knew I would have a famous daughter.”

“I’m not famous.”

“Not yet,” he said with a smile.

After the class was over, they returned back to his house. Together, they hung up the picture on the refrigerator.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked at her. “I hope you’ll still come by even though you’re moving in with Thatcher.”

“Of course, Dad. I’ll be here all the time. Come over and watch the game with us on Sunday. My friends will be there too.”

“Your friends?
I’ve never met anyone.”

“You’ll meet them now.”

“I would love to,” he said. “Thank you for inviting me.”

“You’re always welcome at our place.
I know Thatcher likes you.”

“He does? I was always worried he would hate me.”

Nancy shook her head. “No. Thatcher is one of the most compassionate and forgiving people I know. He has a lot of respect for you.”

“Good. I would like to get close to him. I have a feeling he’ll be my son-in-law soon.”

“I hope so,” she said with a smile. She grabbed her purse and headed toward the door. “I’ll see you later, Dad.”

“Bye, kid
do,” he said with a smile.

She left the house then returned to Thatcher’s. When she walked inside, there were boxes stacked in the corner, all of her belongings. Her furniture was placed in the spare bedroom. She didn’t see Thatcher anywhere.

“Thatcher?” she called.

There was no response.

He wasn’t in the bedroom or the kitchen. She walked into his office and saw him standing in the middle of the room, completely naked.

When she looked at him, she saw the intensity in his eyes, the color of his eyes shining bright. His palms were covered in paint. One hand was red and the other was blu
e. His skin was bare of any markings or splotches. But when she looked into his eyes, she saw the command shine through.

Nancy stepped closer to him, her feet walking across the paper he laid across the floorboards.

Thatcher stared at her body, eyeing her breasts and the area between her legs. Somehow, she knew exactly what he was saying. Slowly, she stripped down, taking her time as each article of clothing was peeled away. His eyes grew darker the longer he watched her, pleased by the revealed skin. Nancy pulled down her underwear then stood naked across from him. Thatcher didn’t move, just staring.

She stepped closer to him, moving slowly until they were a few inches apart. When she looked into his eyes, she saw the happiness and joy shine bright. Her belongings were in the house and she officially lived with him. They took the next step in their relationship. Nancy could feel his emotions through his eyes.

Thatcher stepped closer to her then grabbed her waist, smearing paint across her skin. It felt cold on her stomach but she didn’t flinch. He moved his hand down, touching her hip. Nancy felt the paint on her skin, rubbing it between her fingers, then placed her palm on his chest, smearing the red paint. His blue hand grabbed her neck and pulled her lips to his. As soon as they touched, the fire erupted between them. Their hands glided over each other, splashes of color across their bodies. Nancy felt it dampen her hair and touch her eyebrows but she didn’t care.

Thatcher guided her to the floor then moved on top of her, pulling her legs apart. Their bodies splashed color on the virgin canvas below them as they rolled around. Thatcher didn’t remove his gaze from hers as he slipped inside her, moving gently.

Nancy moaned loudly as she felt him stretch her. Her hands moved down his back, spreading the paint even more. They made love sensually and slowly, the drops of colors dripping down their bodies. Thatcher panted as he moved into her, unable to control the emotions that were breaking through. Nancy felt the same pain in her heart, the feeling of such unknown happiness that it physically pained her. Together, they climaxed then held each other, their sweat mixing with the paint.

Thatcher stare
d down at her then kissed her on the forehead. Nancy felt tears bubble from her eyes while she looked at him. It was a moment she’d never forget, a jump that she would never regret taking. She plunged head first into this frightening relationship, and it was the best decision she ever made.

“What are we going to do with the paper?” she asked, feeling it stick to her back.

“We’re going to frame it and hang it in the living room.”

She smiled while she felt his cheek with her fingers.
“Capturing a moment.”

“One of many.”

            
 
The story continues….

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About the Author

E. L. Todd was raised in California where she attended California State University, Stanislaus and received her bachelor’s degree in biological sciences, then continued onto her master’s degree in education. While she considers science to be interesting, her true passion is writing. She is also the author of the
Soul Saga Trilogy, The Alpha Series, and her bestselling novel, Only For You, the first installment of the Forever and Always Series.
She is also an assistant editor at Final-Edits.com.

By E. L. Todd

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Soul Relenter

(Book Three of the Soul Saga)

Only For You

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Forever and Always

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Breaking
Through the Waves

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Connected by the Tide

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Taking the Plunge

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