The Lyon's Cub Caitlin (Lyon The Next Generation 1)

I loved those cute little sounds she made when I sucked her nipple into my mouth and laved it with my tongue, while fondling her other tit with my fingers. ‘Touch me!” She went stiff as a board, so much for being ready, I could feel the heat from the blush that covered her whole body.

I didn’t say anything more, just took her hand and guided it slowly to my rod where it was pushing against my jeans to get at her. He jumped in her hand and she squeezed as I moved onto her lips. I knew the evening air on her wet nipples would add to the pleasure as I tongued her mouth while she played with my cock.

“I want to see it.”

“No you don’t.” I didn’t stop kissing her even as I denied her. If I took this shit out now she’d lose her virginity right here on the side of this garage. No way! But I forgot how high strung she’s been here lately.

She squeezed my dick through my jeans and tried biting me. I dropped her lips and moved onto her neck, sucking the flesh between my teeth as I pressed my cock harder into her hand. “Wear one of your silk scarves tomorrow to hide that. Now let’s go see your car.”

I had to take her hand to get her to move and I wasn’t walking so easy myself. Damn, the reason I’m afraid to show her my dick before getting her warmed up to the point of no return, is that one of the things I learned when researching lovemaking techniques is that my dick is not exactly normal.

They’re talking seven or eight inches with nine being up there close to abnormal and I have that shit beat by at least three inches. I’ve been to her school they don’t teach that shit in sex ed.

Mancini

"Push Cierra, push that’s it…” The doctor’s words were ringing in my ears but I could hardly hear them over the beating of my heart. As soon as the doc said ‘this is it’ my whole world shutdown. I didn’t just read about childbirth when I was preparing, I read about everything that could go wrong.

For that reason I kept my eyes on my wife while she tried to break my hand. I hate this shit, in New York I had people on standby in case things went wrong, even though everyone said she’d be fine and not to worry. This shit didn’t look fine to me. She was screaming for fuck sake, my girl doesn’t even talk above a whisper, unless she’s pissed.

“Stein do something, up the Stadol, something.”

“We can’t, two milligrams is the max and she’s too far gone now to risk it.”

“She’s in pain.”

“She’s supposed to be Hank, this is childbirth. Now come on push Cierra.”

“You want that grant renewed you fix this shit right now.”

“Hank, stop it.” Cierra was laughing and trying to breathe at the same time, at least she’d stopped that screaming like she was about to die shit. I’m never doing this shit again.

“Hank I’m tired. I can’t go anymore.”

“Okay, let’s leave, move outta the way doc.” I got the reaction I expected.

“Crazy guy we can’t leave I’m in the middle of having your baby.”

“But you said you didn’t want to do it anymore. Besides I’m hungry. Lobster for dinner? From that little seafood place you like?” I wriggled my brows at her and she laughed herself into pushing.

“That’s it, come on baby, one more, just one more and you’ll never have to do this again.” She gripped my hand and gritted her teeth as she bore down and ten seconds later I heard the sweetest sound, my child’s cry.

“It’s a girl!” For some reason my eyes went to the other little girl in the room. She’d been quiet all this time with her camera up to her face as she stood off to the side just behind the doctor as she worked. She gave me a thumbs up and wiped the tears from her cheeks before turning to leave the room.

I leaned over to kiss my wife while the nurse cleaned our daughter and peppered her face with kisses. “You’ve made me the happiest man alive. Thank you!” My phone rang as if on cue. It was Wilson.

“Is it a boy or girl?”

“It’s a girl!” He went silent which I knew he would.

“Are you telling me that in about half a century give or take, the head of the organization will be a female?”

“Looks like!”

CAITLIN

Just what in the Sam Hill is going on? He’s a troll beast. I stood next to my new car steaming. I couldn’t even enjoy because he… argh. “Did you sit behind the wheel yet sweetheart? Just to see how it feels.” He looked at me with those eyes, smoldering hot, who is this person?