Double Bossed

When I finished pulsating around his cock, he gently flipped me over onto my back and stood staring down at my naked, flushed body.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Looking at you,” he answered.

I raised my eyebrows at him, and he lowered himself between my legs again, plunging hard into me once more. I groaned loudly at the force. The heat building within me spread throughout my body, like a wave of ecstasy. I clawed at his back, pulling him deeper into me as the sensation intensified.

“Oh fuck, Hawk. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” I screamed and he jerked as my orgasm pushed him over the edge. A guttural groan passed his lips as he crashed down on me exhausted.

19

Hawk

Everything was fucking different now. Everything.

I flipped the pancake over on the skillet and grinned when I heard Julie’s bare feet on the kitchen floor. I’d let her sleep this morning. It was almost eleven. I didn’t know what time it was when we finished fucking the second time.

“Hope it’s ok I borrowed one of your shirts.” She plucked at my Sharks jersey falling off her creamy shoulder.

I looked at her legs. The hem reached the tops of her thighs.

“Damn.” It was all I could manage to say.

She picked a piece of bacon off the platter and took a bite. “I had no idea you could cook. I thought it was only pizza.” She giggled.

I tossed the pancake on a plate and handed it to her. “Baby, I have so many hidden talents.”

“Apparently.” She waggled her eyebrows and sat at the kitchen table.

I settled in next to her and reached for the syrup. “Did you check on Hunter?”

I saw the way she bit the corner of her lip. “I couldn’t help it. I had to know if he was ok.”

“I get it. And how was he?”

“He didn’t want to talk to me. But they said he had breakfast and they think he slept through the night.” She sighed.

I could tell she wasn’t satisfied with the report. I watched the steam rise from my plate. “That’s all good news, isn’t it?”

“It is. But I worry so much. There’s no one that’s his person, you know? No one who knows him. Knows what to do with him. Some days it breaks my heart too much.”

Shit. She was killing me and we hadn’t even made it past breakfast. But what she said mattered. I wanted to know about the kid. I wanted to know how she was feeling. What we had shared in the past twenty-four hours was something I’d never have with anyone else and I knew that.

The sex was fucking out of this world.

“So what do you do on Saturdays?” I asked.

Other than the after school clubs she monitored, I didn’t know what this woman did in her spare time.

“I usually pick up Hunter and we go to the park or something and have lunch. If he’s up for it, I try one of the museums.”

I nodded. The pancakes were good. “Ever think about taking him to a game?”

“You mean the Sharks?”

“What other team?” I joked.

“I can’t afford those kinds of tickets.”