“God yes,” I said. “Hard and fast Kerry. I can take it.”
Kerry began a frantic pounding with his strong hips forcing his thrusts into my hot wet pussy. I couldn’t see where our bodies connected my belly was too big but God it felt damned good. Slick, wet silkiness of two bodies joined together as one finding sweet release. Good, too good.
“Ah fuck that feels so good,” he cried out. “You feel so good.”
I could feel my walls tightening around his length as he pounded into me. My orgasm was coming swiftly. I knew he could feel it too. A satisfied smile came across his face. He pulled my legs closer to my chest giving him more access to the deep recesses of my pussy. His thrusts became frenzied bringing us closer to the release that we needed. I screamed out his name as my orgasm shook my body and Kerry clung to my leg as his dick shot his release into me. With his climax and a shudder that started at his toes, slivered up his body to his powerful shoulders and came out his mouth in a sound that was not of this earth. His head was thrown back with complete exaltation as his thrusts slowed then stopped.
“I hope this never gets old,” he whispered to me rolling off and taking me with him until I was in his arms spooning with him my head on his chest.
“Never,” I agreed.
“You still should have told me.”
“Really.” I glared at him. Don’t ruin the afterglow.
“I can’t stay mad at you.”
I slapped his chest hard.
“Ouch. Dammit woman that hurt.”
#
The next afternoon I was sitting on the front porch steps alone. The birds were singing overhead which drew my attention to the trees above me. I could see them float effortlessly from branch to branch. The line, “free as a bird” came to my mind understanding how true that phrase was. I was lost in thought staring at the blue sky that only spring can bring when Kerry walked outside and stood beside me. I was nervous. He understood.
“Hi.” I covered my eyes so I could look up into his beautiful face.
“Hi,” he said. “Can I sit down?”
Smiling I waved my hand as if to say, “be my guest”.
“You okay?” He asked.
“I haven’t seen my mother since the chemo treatments began. I’ve talked to her almost daily on the telephone but I haven’t seen her,” I explained softly.
> “Are you afraid?” He asked me.
Let’s just get right to the point. Yes.
Glancing swiftly at him I nodded.
“I’ll be here for you,” Kerry told me. His leg touched mine. Perfectly sculpted thighs hidden behind tight fitting jeans reminding me of what I had what I had always wanted. Him. Strong. Fierce. Protective. Kerry McCoy. Protecting me from other boys since we were children. Loving me since we were kids. Last night had been perfect. Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. But life was more than sex and our relationship was about friendship. Supporting each other when there was no one else. Loving each other when no one else would do. Today was the start of our life together. A new beginning.
We were silent after that. I was content to listen to the birds chirp; watch the squirrels scamper across the yard to the barn; see the stray cat in pursuit of something that I couldn’t see and probably didn’t want to know if he caught. Kerry took my hand, which brought a smile to my face. He kissed my palm. I sighed.
Last night we slept as close to each other as possible. The time that we had been apart felt like nothing and yet the longest time too. It was as if we were teenagers again holding each other in Kerry’s small double bed. At times, if I let myself I would be sad because we had wasted a great deal of time we could have had together. Now was no time for regrets.
“They’re here,” I said nervously when my sister Adin’s red Ford Explorer pulled into the driveway first.
Brad, I assumed was sitting next to her in the front seat. He was dark haired with a neat beard. There were no other details that I could discern with him still in the car. My sister stopped the car and waved excitedly to me. Kerry stood and helped me to my feet. Adin climbed out of the car and her mouth dropped open in total disbelief. Thump. Thump. Yep, kiddo let’s meet Aunt Adin.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” She screamed happily, jumping up and down in her excitement.
“I needed to tell Kerry first,” I replied honestly. “Which I just did yesterday,” I added sheepishly.
She hugged me tight. She was familiar. Her scent, natural and fruity probably came from her shampoo because Adin rarely wore perfumes. She reminded me of the closeness of being with my family. She reminded me what was important about Hell. She reminded me of being home. The thought brought tears to my eyes. The emotional swings of being pregnant took over and I sobbed in my sister’s arms while she held me patting my back comfortingly.
“I understand,” she cooed to me and I knew that she did. If anyone understood me it was my much younger sister.