I gave her what she was asking for, plucking her nipples a few times before breaking the kiss and taking one of the buds in my mouth. While I laved at her tits, I teased her entrance with the tip of my dick. Softly, just kissing the flesh together to stimulate her nerve endings. Eventually, I pushed a little inside, and when her walls clamped down and tried to suck me in further, I knew she was ready.Rising back up, I unhooked her ankles from behind me and placed them on my shoulders. “Just relax, baby,” I crooned. Gently, I pushed in a few more centimeters, then stopped to let her muscles stretch and accommodate my size.She was so tiny. I might have worried about my fat cock being too much for her if I hadn’t known, without a shadow of a doubt, that Kate was made for me.The next time I added a little more, she tensed, and I petted her sex, making sure to bJackson over her clit while I cooed, “Relax, blue eyes. Focus on how good it feels to have me inside you. Filling you. See how
hands on the sides of her head, and her expression was horrified as she turned in a circle, not seeming to see anything in front of her. “Holy crap. We didn’t use a condom. I can’t be the other woman! A pregnant mistress? Holy crap! My parents are going to kill me. Life is not a fairy tale, Kate Weller.”After absorbing her ranting for a minute and then seeing the object in her hand, I caught on to the misunderstanding.“Kate.” She didn’t even register that I’d spoken as she continued to walk around and mutter to herself. I stalked over to her and yanked her into my arms. “Kate!”“Don’t touch me!”I didn’t let her go, despite her struggling.“Let me explain,” I demanded in a tone that said I meant business. She stopped wiggling, but her expression remained angry and resentful.“There is no one else but you.” She opened her mouth, but I shot her a look that had her snapping it shut. “There hasn’t been for a very long time.”I grabbed the wrist of her hand that was tightly clenched shut
“Jackson, you have to stop,” Kate moaned as I slid my lips up her neck to nibble on her ear. “My client needs this tomorrow.”Even with two babies, Kate was kicking ass at her degree in interior design. I was so fucking proud of her, and I supported her in any way I could. She’d also snagged an apprenticeship with a very prestigious firm due to a recommendation from one of her teachers. They’d offered her a full-time job when she graduated, but she decided to go freelance so she could control her hours and workload, giving her the option when she was home with our kids. She still had a year to go, and already, she was building up a strong clientele.Kate was standing at the kitchen counter, working on her laptop. I’d come up behind her, pressing my erect cock into her juicy ass while I splayed my hands over her still-flat belly.I’d called her parents as soon as she left the station and asked them to keep the kids a little longer tonight. I left out that it was so we could properly ce
When I open my eyes again, Layla is bent over with her sweet ass in the air again.Fuuuck.twoLayla“What are you doing?” Uncle Jay's voice barks at me.I straighten and hold up the ring clutched between my fingers. “It was my mother's.” I show it to him. “It’s too big for me, so it keeps sliding off my finger, but I couldn't leave it behind.”He grunts by way of answer as he marches over to me and opens the passenger door of his SUV. He's standing so close to me, I can smell the spicy scent of his cologne.My eyes travel up to his firm jaw. His big chest is heaving up and down. “Are you sure you're okay, Uncle Jay?” I ask him again.His nostrils flare, and he visibly swallows, but instead of answering, he tells me, “Get in the car, princess.”Princess. I instinctively clench my legs together. I don't know why that word from his lips affects me. All I know is it causes a pulsing at the apex of my thighs.My legs are shaking as I step up into the SUV. Jay stands behind me the whole ti
We lie there in awkward silence for a few moments until I finally whisper, “Jay?”“Yeah.” His voice is a strangled rasp.“Will you hold me?”He makes a tortured sound. “Fuck, Layla, I don't think that's a good—"His words trail off whenever I scoot closer to him. I curl close to him and breathe deeply, allowing his comforting scent to wash over me. He's so big and warm, and I feel safe in his presence.“Motherfuck,” he grumbles under his breath before he finally opens his arms and allows me to settle in.I happily snuggle into him, and oh my god, I feel so at home here. Everything about Jay is big and makes me feel safe—like nothing could ever hurt me again.He strokes his hands through my hair, petting me like a kitten, as he asks gruffly, “Do you want to talk about it?”I let out a stuttering breath. “There's nothing to talk about. I've been afraid of storms for as long as I can remember.” I snuggle closer to him and press a hand against his chest.His breathing becomes heavier, and
I’m no longer in control of myself. I’m on the field in a flash, yanking his arm from around her shoulders. “Don't fucking touch her!”He blinks and steps back with a hand up in the air. “Whoa, dude! Chill out!”My chest heaves as I contemplate all the ways I can murder this kid.Layla calms me with a gentle hand on my chest. Her touch captures my attention, and I look into her big blue eyes.“It's okay, Jay,” she tells me gently. “Take me home.” When my eyes cut back up to look at the young prick, she adds, “Please.”Fuck. I can't deny her when she says “please” in that sweet voice. So instead of throttling this fucker to within an inch of his life, I grab Layla’s hand and yank her off the football field. She trails along beside me willingly. She’s silent as I buckle her into my vehicle before getting in and slamming the door. I'm seething with rage at the memory of that boy's arm around her.Layla must sense my volatile temperament because, for once, she keeps her mouth shut.Neithe
“We're gonna play a game, princess.” His voice is low and gruff, and my heart flutters at his tone.“Okay,” I whisper.“Good girl,” he praises me, and I bite my lip as more moisture pools between my legs.His eyes darken when he sees it sliding down the inside of my thigh. He inhales a shaky breath before saying, “You’re going to sit here on Daddy's lap and bounce around.”I fall into my role easily. I bite my lip nervously as I look down at his big cock jutting from between his legs. “But, Daddy, your thing… will it get in the way?”Jay’s nostrils flare and sweat breaks out on his brow. “No, princess. It’s going to be inside you.”I furrow my brow. “Inside me?” I look down at his swollen length. “Are you sure it will fit?” I’m not entirely playacting. I have my doubts, but my body tells me it wants to try, even if Jay splits me in half.Jay nods his head. “Here. Let me show you.”He guides me astride him and lines himself up with my hole. The large crown pushes inside me, and I tense
My dad plops down on the couch and chats away, talking about his time in jail and his plans for the future. How he's going to do better. How he’ll never fuck up again.Jay and I are both silent. I cast glances at him, but he hasn't looked at me since my father walked in the door.As I sit there, silently begging Jay to look at me, my hurt turns to anger.Jay knows me well enough to realize I act out when I’m angry. I excuse myself from the room, feeling the heat of Jay’s eyes boring into my back. He couldn't meet my eyes head-on, but he'll stare a hole in my back as I walk away.Fuck him.I flounce into the bedroom I haven't slept in since Jay and I gave in to our passion. It's become a storage space for my clothes where I come every morning to grab some clothes.I rifle through my garments now, looking for the skimpiest, sluttiest outfit I can find. A micro mini skirt and a V-neck top, both of which are two sizes too small for me. I grew out of them sophomore year, but I can still squ