I looked down at Mason and realized that the little guy was starting to fall asleep. He’d drift off and then wake up when I bounced him. I grinned to myself and stood up.
I had to admit, he was fucking cute as hell. Watching him nodding off like that made me feel that thing in my chest again, whatever it was supposed to be. I carried Mason up the stairs and into Tara’s bedroom. I slowly placed him down in the crib and watched him as he drifted off to sleep, his little baby chest rising and falling.
The kid looked like me. That was for sure. And he was probably the easiest baby I’d ever heard of, though I didn’t really know anything about babies.
The first night I met Tara came back to me then. With the way she moved, the way she fucked, I couldn’t believe that she had been a fucking virgin. I probably wouldn’t have been so rough, so fucking hard on her, if I had known. But she’d loved it, seemed to love having my thick cock slam between her legs. She took me like she was fucking built for it, like it was the only thing in the world she wanted. The way she looked at me drove me absolutely fucking wild.
And I couldn’t stop myself. I stood up and moved out of the bedroom. The shower had stopped, so I knocked on the door once.
“Yeah?” Tara called out.
I opened the door. “Mason is asleep.”
She stood there staring at me, her body wrapped in a towel. “Okay. You can’t just come in here.”
I slipped inside and shut the door behind me. “Tell me to leave.”
“Emory, what are you doing?”
I took a step toward her. “Go ahead. Tell me to leave.”
“Emory.” She bit her lip, taking a half step back.
I caught her up by the waist and pulled her tight against me. She gasped as I tugged her towel off, letting it drop to the ground.
Her body was tight and still damp, her skin soft from the warm water. I kissed her neck and she let out a soft moan, not fighting me, not pushing back.
“Tell me to stop if you don’t want it,” I whispered in her ear.
“Don’t be an asshole, Emory,” she said.
I crushed my mouth against hers, kissing her hard. Her tongue entered my mouth as her hands wrapped around my neck.
I couldn’t stop myself. My cock was fucking hard as hell as I found a condom in my pocket and tossed it onto the counter. Tara began working at my belt, pulling it open and unbuttoning my jeans.
I pulled off my jeans, kicking them aside, and kissed her neck, her chest, her hard nipple. My hands found her cunt, and she was soaking wet already, dripping and slick.
“What were you thinking about?” I asked her.
“What?”
“In the shower. What were you thinking about?”
I began to softly rub her clit as I took a handful of her hair and tipped her chin back. She gasped as I easily slid my fingers deep inside her fucking pussy, pushing them deep up her cunt.
“Shit,” she moaned.
“Tell me what you were thinking.”
“You,” she gasped as my fingers rolled back out to her clit, working her. “I was thinking about your cock, about sucking your cock.”
“You dirty fucking girl,” I said. “You got this wet just thinking about sucking my big cock?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Shit, I don’t know why. It just makes me wet.”
I stepped back and pulled my boxer briefs off. She took my cock in her hand and fell to her knees without another word. I watched as she slipped my thick tip between her lips and started sucking me like that, sucking me furiously and hard.
Fuck it felt incredible as she took my cock between her pretty lips. I loved seeing my dick disappear down her throat as she sucked me, and I loved even more how she moaned as she sucked me. I knew her pussy was dripping wet, soaked and ready for it. The fact that sucking me off made her that fucking wet only made my cock even harder.
I pressed her head down, pushing my cock down her throat, and began to fuck her mouth like that. She put her hands on my legs and took me, doing exactly what I wanted. She was a good little cock sucker, taking my big dick between her lips. She moaned as I pushed it farther, deeper, and finally pulled back.
She gasped, jerking my cock in long strokes, staring up at me with this fucking look in her eyes. I couldn’t wait another second. The room was covered in steam from the shower, and I could see sweat starting to roll down her skin again.
I picked her up and practically threw her down onto the counter, next to the sink. I put her one leg up and pressed my face against her pussy, my tongue and lips sucking at her clit. I found the condom I had thrown down onto the counter and ripped it open as I sucked and licked her.
“Fuck, Emory,” she moaned. “I don’t know how you do that.”