“Tell me about it.” But they were taking it slow and being respectful around his daughter. She may like Sarah, she may even like the idea of the two of them together, but too much, too soon might have her feeling differently. Sarah was the first woman to come into their lives since Kelly died, and Wes still needed to be careful of his daughter’s heart…

Even if there was no saving his own.

Taking his hand, she led the way into the den, where her computer was set up. “I just need to finish this code real quick; then I’m all yours,” she said, sitting on the sofa and picking up the laptop.

“I like the sound of that,” he said, sitting next to her. He kissed her cheek, then her ear, then her neck.

She giggled as she gently pushed his face away. “That’s distracting.”

If she thought that was a distraction…

He slid a hand over her bare thigh in her jean shorts. Moving higher and higher and then dipping his fingers below the fabric. He inched them higher until they reached her underwear.

“Wes…” She continued to type, but her breathing grew heavier and she opened her legs, giving him better access. She moaned and closed her eyes as his fingers moved higher to massage her mound through the thin lace. She stopped typing.

“You’re supposed to be working,” he murmured against her exposed shoulder in her tank top.

She sucked in her lower lip as his fingers moved the fabric aside and he plunged two into her already wet body. She took several shallow breaths as her fingers flew over the keyboard.

“It’s so damn sexy watching your brain work so fast,” he said, taking her hand and placing it over his erect penis, straining against the front of his shorts.

“It doesn’t take much to get you going, either,” she whispered, squeezing her hand around him.

“Are you kidding me?” he asked, moving his fingers in and out and massaging his thumb over her clit. “Damn, Sarah…you have no idea what you do to me.”

He kissed her neck again as his fingers moved quicker in and out of her body. He felt her tighten, and he desperately wanted to feel her body clenching around his cock.

“The coding can wait,” she said, setting the laptop aside and turning her full attention to him.

“I’m sorry,” he said with a grin. “Should I stop and let you work?”

“Not a chance.” She unzipped his shorts and slid her hand through the opening of his underwear to grip his penis in her hand. It was already rock-hard, and the throbbing sensation at her touch was almost painful. She was incredible; the way she made him feel was incredible.

She started to stroke him up and down, rolling her thumb over the tip of him, then coating the length of him with his precum.