That First Night (Firsts in the City #1)

by Jenn McMahon

“You’re mine, baby. Your smile is mine. Your kisses are mine. Your pussy is mine. Everything about you, is mine.”

“What are you saying, Thomas?” “I’m saying I want you,” I admit. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you across the ballroom. Then I wanted you again when I saw your beautiful hair blowing in the wind at the park. And I’ve wanted you again every single fucking day I come home from work.” “B-but—” “You drive me absolutely insane, Peyton,” I cut her off with a grin on my face. I brush a strand of hair away from her face as I look deep into her blue eyes. “But I want you. I want this.” She pauses before the corner of her lip curls up the slightest. “What is this, Mr. Ford?”

“You, Tommy boy, are nothing like them. I’ve been blessed to watch Peyton come into her own person since you. Her confidence is blossoming. She’s found herself. I can tell she’s the happiest she’s ever been. You did that.” She pokes my chest and laughs. “You brought her back to life.”

“What if Peyton leaves, Daddy?” “Oh, James,” I say with a sympathetic sigh. For someone so little, he holds so much emotion in his tiny body. “What makes you think that?” My arms wrap around him as I embrace him in a tight hug. “My m-mom,” he sobs into my shirt. “S-she left me. I-I don’t want P-Peyton to l-leave us too. I love her so much, Daddy.” “James, look at me.” I lift his chin as tears form in my eyes too. “I don’t think Peyton is going anywhere.” “Are you sure?” He sniffles. “Because…” I wipe a tear from his eye before I wipe the tear from my eye. “Because I feel the same way, JJ. I don’t want to lose her either. I want her around for a very long time.”

“How soaked are your panties right now, Sunshine?” “I’m not wearing any panties, Mr. Ford.” FUCK. ME. “You’re going to be the death of me, baby,”

“If the shoes aren’t red on the bottom, then I don’t want to see them on your feet.”

“You’re fired.”

“So,” she pauses to gather her thoughts. “Because I’m your date tonight? Do I get my job back tomorrow?” She’s so fucking cute when she’s delusional. “No.” I shake my head. “But, Thomas… I need this job.” “And I need you.” She doesn’t respond to my comment but her eyes snap back up to mine. “I need you, Peyton. I need you as more than just James' nanny. I want to make us official.” She shivers. “I want you in my bed every fucking night with your legs tangled in mine and the heat of your body pressed against me. I want to wake up with my head between your legs for breakfast before breakfast,” I chuckle. “And I…” Fuck, saying those words are hard.

“I’m going to spend the whole night thinking about my cum dripping down your gorgeous legs as you walk around on my arm all night.”

“I will always be here for you,” I say as I take her chin in my hands and lean in to press a soft kiss to her lips. “There's nowhere else I would rather be than right here with you. Tell me what you need.” “I just need you to hold me.” “I’ve got you,” I say just as I pull her head to my chest and hold her tight once again. My hand strokes the back of her hair. “I’ve always got you.” “Thomas?” “Yes, baby?” “Take me home.”

“Why would you have a panic attack?” “I thought,” I pause as my eyes bounce between hers. “I thought I lost you again.” “You could never lose me, Thomas.” She turns her body which allows her hands to cup both sides of my face. “You won’t lose me, okay?”

“I love you, Thomas.” She cuts me off and I swear the air in my lungs can’t escape as I hold my breath and pray this isn’t a dream. My pulse begins to pound wildly in my chest as I continue to stare in her eyes. “Say it again.” A soft giggle comes from her, “I love you, Thomas Ford. So much. You have no idea.” My hands cup her face as my lips crash to hers. I have never felt so whole and complete in my life. This is everything I could ever want and then some. All these years, I have never told anyone those three little words. But I know I can now say them without hesitation to her because I feel it in every part of me. “I love you, Peyton.”

“This might seem like I’m rushing things. But I believe when you know, you know. Some years may be missing from our timeline, but from the moment your eyes first locked with mine across that ballroom, I knew I would never love another woman the way that I would love you. That first night you walked into my life like a ray of sunshine in a dimly lit world and you took my breath away. You continue to do so every single day. I love you so much, Peyton. And I want to spend the rest of my life loving you more than I did the day before.” “I love you too, Thomas,” I say through blurry eyes as I wipe tears from my cheeks. “Make me the luckiest guy in the world and be my wife, Peyton.”

“That’s it, baby.” She rocks harder and faster, clawing at my shoulders, while my hands tightly grip her waist. “Ride my cock like a good fucking girl.”