He nods. “She told me to come to you,” he says in between kisses to my lips before he puts me back down on my feet but doesn’t release me. “Are you sure you’re okay, sunshine?”
I look anywhere but him. I don’t want him to worry about me.
“Look at me, Kallie.” He grabs my chin and directs my eyes to his. “It’s okay if you’re upset with your dad. He was wrong for what he said. It will all be okay. I promise, baby.” I rest my head against his chest and nod. “Let’s get a fire going in here. It’s freezing.” When he releases me, he walks over to the blanket and wraps it back around me with a smile.
A few minutes later, the fire is roaring, and Lance is sitting on the couch next to me.
“I have an idea of how I can take your mind off everything going on, baby.” His hand sneaks its way under the blanket to my covered pussy. He presses my thighs apart, giving himself full access to me.
“Take these off, Kallie,” he says, pulling on the band of my leggings. I shimmy them off my hips and down my legs, leaving me in nothing but my panties and a shirt, which Lance takes off for me, followed by my bra and panties.
He positions me between his legs on the couch and turns us so my back is to his chest. His fingers slowly make their way backto where I need them. “Lance, we shouldn’t be doing this right now,” I say in protest, even though I don’t want him to stop.
“Why not, sunshine? There’s no one here but us. Let me make you feel good,” he says before slowly pushing a finger into me.
“Does that feel good, Kallie?” Lance asks as I moan, pleasure flooding through me as he thrusts his finger faster. “I’m not stopping until you come all over my fingers.” it feels like my body is wound tight and I’m about to explode. I gasp when he adds a second finger, scissoring them deep inside me until my legs begin to shake. He curls them upwards, hitting a particularly sensitive spot while I grip the blanket.
Without warning, my pussy clenches around his fingers, and I cry out. Lance uses his free hand to move my head so he can kiss me as I come harder than I thought possible. I can feel his erection on my back, and I want nothing more than to feel his length down my throat.
I push up off him and move between his legs on the floor, on my knees. He leans forward, kissing me as I run my fingers along his shirt, wanting to feel the softness of his skin instead. I pull at the hem until the shirt comes untucked from his jeans, unbuttoning until I can see his naked chest. My lips press against his chest, and Lance leans back against the couch as I work my way down, giving me all the room I need.
“I want to taste you,” I tell him as I unbutton his jeans, pulling them down enough so his cock springs free. A bead of liquid shines at the top, and I can’t help but lick it off. Lance hisses through his teeth as I take the head into my mouth.
“Fuck, Kallie,” he moans, threading one hand through my hair to help guide me up and down his length. He gives me full control, and I move faster, wanting nothing more than to taste him, but before I can get him there, he yanks me off.
Lance’s lust-filled eyes look down at me. “I’m going to fuck you senseless.” A smile takes over his face as he lifts me off thefloor. He doesn’t take off his jeans, only lowering them a tad to make himself more comfortable. For whatever reason, it makes me even wetter, knowing I’m naked and he’s fully clothed, only his shirt unbuttoned, giving me the perfect view of his tattooed torso.
With one arm, he swipes everything off the coffee table until it’s empty.
Lance wraps his arm around my middle and sets my ass down on the edge of the coffee table before lowering himself just enough to line his cock up with my entrance.
“You deserve to be adored and worshiped. You also deserve to be fucked until you can’t walk properly. I plan to do both.” As soon as the last word leaves his mouth, he thrusts himself deep inside me. I fall backward, and my elbows hit the table, keeping me upright—just enough to watch as his cock pumps in and out of me.
“I thought last night was a one-time thing?” I ask breathlessly.
“I’ll never get enough of this, sunshine. You are mine. Mine to fuck.”
Thrust.
“Mine to love.”
Thrust.
“Mine to fill with my cum until there’s a baby in you.”
Oh, fuck. Suddenly, I’m screaming as I ride out my orgasm.
“You want me to put a baby in you, Kallie? Want me to fuck you nice and deep?”
“Yes, Lance. please.” I’m not sure what I’m begging for, and I don’t care, just as long as he doesn’t stop. He picks up his pace and fucks me so hard, I hear the wooden coffee table crack under me. Lance must’ve heard it too, because the next thing I know, his hands move under my thighs as he lifts me, his cock staying perfectly inside me.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hold on as he fucks me standing.
“Come for me again, baby.” My body convulses as he fucks me through yet another orgasm. It doesn’t take long for him to follow suit, swelling inside me as his warm cum coats my walls.
Lance walks to the couch and sits down, keeping himself buried in me the entire time. His deep breathing matches my own as I lay my head on his chest, wondering how the hell I got so lucky to love a man like Lance.
Chapter Sixteen
