I push up on my elbows to look at her. Her face flush from her pleasure, a light sheen of sweat glistening on her brow, and her breathing labors. It’s then that I realize she must feel my taught muscles, the way my skin is rippling to pound into her. To take her.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her hands glide from my back, around my ribcage, and travel up to cradle my face. “I’m yours, Gage, completely. And that means you’re mine as well. Take me, Gage.”
Spurred on by her words, my fists tangle in her hair. I sit back on my heels with Paisley in my lap and my cock buried to the hilt inside of her.
“Ohhh.” She moans like a cat in heat.
Her hips swivel, mine buck up into her, and in that exact moment, the cage around my lust for her is broken. One hand grips onto the base of her spine while the other pulls her head back by her glorious mane, her chest is in my face as I grind the base of my cock against her swollen nub. Her frame undulates with her desire in my hold.
My thrusts are harsh as she continues to groan, ripping a growl from my throat. I know I sound more beast than man. When I feel her body tense and a gush of liquid floods my cock, I know she’s about to come apart for me.
Taking her mouth in a savage kiss as she screams my name, I swallow every ounce o
f pleasure that’s running rampant through her body as she writhes beneath me. Once she’s sated, replete of all energy, I wrap my arms around her waist and thrust relentlessly in and out of her luscious cunt, chasing my own release.
Just as I crest my peak, she shocks me by jutting her hips up into my downward thrust, lodging my cock as deep inside her as I can get. Her nails score down my back as I come. Toes curling, I bite her neck as currents of ecstasy rush through me at lightning speed. Exhausted, I collapse on top of Paisley, our breathing harsh in the silent house as we recover.
“Sweet mercy,” is followed by a light giggle. “That was far better than I ever imagined.”
My chest puffs up like a fucking peacock as I trail kisses up her neck to her mouth. We’re lazy, with no rush to push for more. Simply being together is enough for us both.
Epilogue
Six months later.
“Dad, watch this!” Gage has the coolest cabin with a lake and dock for fishing, or as it is now, swimming. I hear Mom squeal as the water from my cannonball splashes up and soaks her.
A whoosh of water covers my head as I hit the surface and see that Gage has jumped in, too, and Mom’s walking away shaking her head, soaking wet.
“She’s not going to make us those drinks now,” Dad mutters.
Gage lets me call him dad. He likes it. It happened by accident one day, and I thought I was going to get in trouble, but he smiled and gave me a noogie. Said it was mine and Mom’s choice, but he’d be honored.
I don’t see or hear from Jack anymore, and right now, I think that’s best for everyone. Mom said he was never as committed to me as she was, but that didn’t mean he loved me any less than she did. Just that, sometimes, people aren’t ready for certain things in life.
“Probably not.” We laugh together, and it feels nice.
So far, Gage has kept his promise. He hasn’t left us other than when he had to get his house in Baltimore ready to sell. The only reason we didn’t go with him was because I had school.
“Got a riddle for you, soldier man.” I grin. Mom has a secret, and she told me if I could come up with a riddle, I got to break the news.
“Alright, Riddler, hit me with it.”
“What has 4 limbs, steals all the attention, and comes in 7 months?” Mom said likely anywhere between six to eight. I’m excited for her. When I found her in the bathroom crying two weeks ago, I’d been worried. Scared our life was going to come crashing down.
Turns out we’re only adding to it.
“You sure that’s a riddle, kid?” I have to hide my laughter at the confused look on his face.
“I think it’s my best one yet!”
“You forgot to mention it cries all night!” Mom calls as she dumps a bucket of ice over top of us from the dock.
“Mom!”
She laughs.