Thanksgiving had been a fantastic family affair. Jamie had helped Madeline with preparing the meal while sneaking peaks at the football game and the three generations of Kerr men commandeered the living room.

If Jamie conjured up an image of Mitch in 20 years, Jasper Kerr was the exact replica that flashed into her mind. He was tall, although 2 or so inches shorter than his son, his dark hair salted with gray. His perpetually tanned skin and big easy grin hinted at his carefree personality and all the time he spent out on his boat now that he’d retired. He kept his face clean-shaven unlike Mitch who’d starting growing a beard ever since Jamie mentioned enjoying the feel of his scruff.

They were a wonderful family, and although Jamie enjoyed spending time with them, she couldn’t help the twinge of jealousy she felt when watching them interact. To top it off, keeping her distance from Mitch was harder than she’d thought, and every night she spent alone allowed her more time to think about the mysterious messages she’d been receiving. After deleting the first two, she was spared a few days before she’d gotten another call and another message. She’d gotten one everyday since then so she’d stopped deleting them, the flashing red light taunting her every time she came home to an empty apartment.

She had told Mitch to toughen up, but she was the one who was overcome with loneliness, missing the warmth of being enveloped in Mitch’s arms. The perpetual ache between her legs was hint enough at what else she missed and she fought not to get caught staring. Today, a burgundy henley was stretched taught over his well muscled chest and his firm ass was encased is a pair of well fitting jeans.

Mitch hadn’t been making it easy either. Whenever he caught her eye, he would get that glassy look that only meant one thing. He wanted her in the worst way. He kept brushing up against her in passing, finding excuses to trail his fingers against her back, and it was driving her insane!

 Now by Day 5 they were both on edge.

Mitch found her in the kitchen, stirring together ingredients for the oatmeal chocolate chip cookies he’d asked for. When he wrapped his arms around her waist, she’d shrieked and nearly jumped out of her skin.

“Shhh…it’s just me.”

“God you scared the crap outta me. What’re you doing?”

“I missed you.” He whispered in her ear. The moan that escaped past her lips when he kissed the side of her neck made his dick jump.

Mitch had her caged her in against the counter, her back pressed firmly against his front. She could feel the growing erection in his pants and felt her body respond, wetting itself in preparation.

“Mitch….”  She warned as she felt his fingers seek out the bare skin under her sweater.

Jamie trapped her bottom lip between her front teeth, to keep another breathy sound at bay.

“I can’t wait to get you alone.” He whispered, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

“Mitch quit it, your parents are upstairs!”

“Exactly. They can’t see us.”

He buried his face against her neck and ground his erection against her backside.

“Stop, seriously, do you want to get caught putting the moves on the babysitter?”

Her protests were weak at best, but enough to get Mitch to take a step back.

“Fine, just one kiss. Please?” He begged. “You have no idea how hard it’s been sleeping in that bed alone.”

She turned to face him, her neck craned to look into his eyes and pecked him soundly on the lips.

“There now go.”

“That doesn’t count,” he growled before stealing her lips in a soul searing kiss. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and dragged it languidly across the roof of her mouth. He grabbed her ass and pulled her flush against him, grinding the evidence of his excitement in just the right spot to have her folds slick and ready for a much-needed intrusion.  

She stared at him dumbly, completely speechless as he patted her on the ass and turned to leave the kitchen. He was definitely not the only one anticipating his parents’ departure. She needed him to extinguish the fire that he’d set to her body, and soothe her weeping slit.

Lost in their own passion filled world, the didn’t hear the wooden stairs squeaking as Madeline descended them, didn’t see her round the corner to the kitchen and spot them necking like two teenagers. A smile spread across her face as she eyed them and then quietly turned around and tip-toed back up. Her son definitely had some explaining to do! 

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Mitch wasn’t sure about Jamie, but he was tired of chocking the chicken by himself in the shower. Hell he’d even settle for her hands down his pants instead of his own, but she refused, too worried about getting caught in a compromising position by his parents, or inducing any type of awkwardness when they sat down to dinner. But it was already awkward for him. His mother had caught him staring at Jamie, and the stern look she gave him meant Mrs. Kerr surely knew he was undressing the girl with his eyes. Of course his mother would be appalled by his actions, but little did she know her son already had full carnal knowledge of one Jamie Watson. He’d studied every curve, every freckle, and every sensitive spot on her skin that drew out a moan when he touched her. He’d committed them to memory, and the next time he had Jamie, he’d be sure to show her how good his study skills were.

Even his dad, oblivious to most matters of the heart, had caught on to something. His words of wisdom, “Try not to run this one off, son, I’d like to have a daughter in law to dance with at your wedding.” he said, followed by a sound pat on the back.

“Wha…What? What are you talking about Dad? Jamie is gorgeous, but uhhh, there’s, there’s nothing going on there.”

“I love you son, but you have got to be the worst liar on the planet. I can practically see your Pinocchio nose growing. Every time that girl is within sight, you start salivating. If there was nothing going on, I know damn well she wouldn’t stick around and let you ogle her like that! I just want to know how serious it is.”

Mitch heaved a heavy sigh.

“I think I’m in love with her. Every second I’m not with her I’m thinking about her. I’ve know her a tenth of the time I knew Erin and already I…. I watch her with Alex and I wonder why she couldn’t have been the mother of my son. Hell, she pretty much is.”

“So what’s the problem, Mitch? She seems like a great girl and she’s certainly a looker. Your mother is smitten, I think she always wanted a daughter.”

“I just…she’s so hard to read sometimes. I just don’t know if she feels the same way? I’ve got it bad and it just feels like I’m always telling her how much I want to be with her, how much she’s brought to my life in such a short time, and I know she appreciates it, I know we have a connection, but she’s just hasn’t let me in.”

“That’s some heavy stuff there son. I can tell how much you care about her, you got that dumb look, that’s for sure. Just give her some time, these things don’t happen overnight. You know I asked your momma to marry me 3 times before she said yes? You know, it’s getting kinda late, much too late for a young woman to make her way home by herself, we’ll watch Alex, why don’t you give her a ride, hmm? Oh and why don’t you stop at the store on your way home? I’m sure there’s something there that we need.”

Mitch smirked at his old man, the sly old dog that he was.

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As soon as Jamie got her apartment door open, Mitch was on her. He didn’t waste any time getting his hands on Jamie’s bare skin, slipping his large slightly calloused hands under her sweater and pinning her against the front door.

Jamie gripped his silky dark hair when he trailed his lips against her throat and moaned, undulating her hips against him. Mitch took the hint and wrapped one of her long legs around his waist so she could feel the fullness of his erection. Jamie fumbled with his belt for what seemed like forever before they broke apart panting for air. A huge grin spread across Jamie’s face before she let out a full bellied laugh.

“What are you laughing about?!” Mitch uttered fighting back a smile and laughter of his own.

Jamie kissed him soundly on the lips, “Us! We’re ridiculous. I think the front door is still open. It’s only been 5 days!”

She slid her thigh down from his waist and looped her fingers through his belt loops.

“Well, I never want to go another 5 days again! There’s not one minute of every day that I don’t want you.”

Jamie bit her bottom lip and put just enough distance between them to slide her sweater over her head. She reached for his hand and led him to her bedroom.

She was out of her clothes in minutes, while Mitch feasted on the nectar between her legs. Her legs shook with the force on an impending orgasm but Mitch let up just enough to keep her from reaching her peak.

"No, no, no, don’t stop!" Jamie breathed on an exhale.

Mitch smirked, his blue eyes connecting with her brown ones as he kissed the inside of her thigh, then the top of her mons. He traveled up her body, kissing her on her lips, and as she tasted her self on his tongue, he slid in to the hilt, drawing a keening cry from Jamie’s lips.

Mitch rode out the spasms of her walls as she came, before stroking in and out of her, his pace picking up as he rode through her second orgasm.

Mitch tried to hold out as long as he could but when Jamie caught his earlobe between her teeth and tugged gently, his rhythm faltered just before he spilled his seed inside of her.

Jamie let out a content sigh as Mitch inhaled the scent of her hair and pulled her against him and snuggled against her. “Mmmmm, only a minute.” She whispered yawning, her energy completely drained. “we can’t fall asleep….”