Life Begins by Taki James Page B

practically glided over him. He tweaked her sensitive nipple, forcing her body to take him deeper. “You’re such a bad girl, bouncing on my cock.” He bent his knees to give her something to prop against. Bounce on him she did.
                  “You keep playing with my tits.” He had firm hold of her nipples between this thumb and forefinger, applying pressure. She was sure she probably leaked some milk, but the pleasure couldn’t be denied. “I’m coming already.”
                  He finally left her breasts to grasp her hips and begin helping her body move. “You are too sensitive. I feel your muscles fighting me.”
                  Her head fell back as she groaned loud. He too, must have been fighting to hold on because it wasn’t long after that she felt all his muscles tense beneath her and his groan joined hers. He held her tight against him as he came inside her and she fully collapsed against him.
                  Žarko ran his hands along her sweaty back and it was then that she realized that she had started to cry. She didn’t know why, either, but as long as he was willing to hold her, she was willing to allow him to do it. She felt his muscles contract as he surged upward, bringing them both to a seating position. “You are such a silly girl,” he said against her temple.
                  “I’m not silly.”
                  “Then you are feeling guilty and crying because of it.”
                  He was probably right, but not for the reason he thought. She felt guilty because she feared that he would lose respect for her. They weren’t really in a relationship. She didn’t know him for long, or even really at all. There was even a little bit of her that was afraid and guilty that she had enjoyed it. He wasn’t the first man that she had found attractive. He may have been only the second man she had jumped into bed with, but she wasn’t used to not being in control of her body. She also had to think about the opinion of the group. She curled her body deeper into his body.
                  “See,” he said, lifting her off him. “This is why we marry, yesterday. Otherwise we would have to find priest to serve penance because of feelings.” He helped her to her feet and guided her toward the back of the apartment.
                  “I don’t mean to be silly, but…”
                  He kissed her to stop her from saying more. “You do not need to explain. I like you being this way.”
                  “I just don’t want this to fall apart. The kids need for us to have stability. There is still so much for us to talk about.” She wanted to be an example, a proper one to the girls because she didn’t want them making mistakes by getting into wrong relationships like she had initially.
                  “See, I told you, you are perfect wife.” He suddenly nodded “You make sure that concern is for family.”
                  Even though she knew that it would do nothing more than feed his ego, she allowed her body to fall into him.
     
     
                  Josie had to hide her cringe the moment her mother opened the door to her south side bungalow. She could hear the kids screaming in the basement and had a feeling that she knew what her mother had been doing with them. “Tell me you didn’t buy a game console.”
                  Her mother waved her and Žarko inside. “Of course I did. They saw that dance game in the store and so I had to get it. I hear it’s all the rage for working out now a days.” Josie really had to bite her tongue on that one. Her mother hadn’t exercised in years and had often complained about hating the very idea of it. “We’re in the middle of a dance off tournament.”
                  Josie wished that she could erase the image of her mother trying to do