I began pumping my fingers in and out of her drenched pussy, using my thumb to circle her clit.Her breath came in short spurts as she rocked back against my hand, chasing her pleasure.She trembled beneath me, her body wound taut like a bow string ready to snap.
I curled my fingers inside her, searching for that spot that always sent her into ecstasy.When I found it, she let out a strangled moan, her hips jerking against my hand.I increased my pressure and speed as her inner walls began to clench around my fingers.
“Oh God, yes.Don’t stop.”
“Never,” I promised as my dick strained painfully against my jeans.“Come for me, Sunny.Now.”
Muffling her cry against her forearm, Olivia shattered.Her body went rigid, then shook with the force of her climax.I worked her through it, only slowing my movements when she slumped boneless against the counter.
But I wasn't done with her yet.Keeping one hand on her hip to steady her, I quickly undid my belt and jeans, shoving them down just far enough to free my aching cock.I lined myself up with her still quivering entrance.
“Ready for more?”
She nodded eagerly, pushing back against me.“Yes, please.I need you inside me.”
Groaning I sank into her sopping heat in one smooth thrust.We both moaned at the sensation.I stayed still for as long as I could, enjoying the feeling of being buried to the hilt in the woman I loved.
I moved slowly at first, relishing every inch as I withdrew almost completely before sinking back in.Olivia moaned, her fingers gripping the counter.
“Feels so fucking good,” I said as I increased my pace.The slap of sweat slick skin filled the kitchen, punctuated by our panting breaths and muffled groans.
I slid one hand up Olivia's back, tangling my fingers in her hair and tugging her head back.The new angle allowed me to thrust even deeper.
“Yes, right there.”Olivia gasped, pushing back to meet my thrusts.“Harder.Fuck me harder.”
Her pussy started to flutter around me, a telltale sign that she was close.I snaked my free hand around to stroke her stiff, swollen clit, determined to make her come again.
“Give me one more.Let me feel you.”
With a strangled cry, Olivia's body went rigid as her orgasm crashed over her.The sensation of her pulsing around me was almost enough to send me over the edge, but I gritted my teeth, holding back.
As the last tremors of her climax subsided, I pulled out, groaning at the loss of her wet heat.I gripped my cock and stroked hard and fast, my breath coming in harsh pants.
“Fuck, I'm gonna come.”I exploded with a guttural moan, painting her ass and lower back with thick pearly ropes.The sight of my release on her flushed skin was almost enough to make me hard again.
I reached for a nearby dish towel, gently cleaning Olivia up.“As much as I like the idea of you walking around with my cum spilling out of you, I'd hate for you to be uncomfortable the whole party.”
“My hero.”
I gave her ass a playful thwack with the towel before tucking myself away and tossing it into the laundry room.
“Well, now that’s out of the way”—Olivia was back to business, thrusting the cupcake tray toward me—“take this out to the dessert table.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
* * *
Half an hour later,I surveyed the bustling backyard, filled with colorful fire truck decorations and excited children running around in firefighter costumes.The chaos of a three-year-old's birthday party wasn't my usual scene—a far cry from the controlled environments I usually preferred.But as I watched Case, decked out in his miniature fire chief uniform, squealing with delight as he opened his gifts, I couldn't help but smile.
He tore into the wrapping paper, his little hands working furiously to reveal the gift inside.When the shiny red pedal fire truck emerged, his eyes lit up like Christmas morning.
“Wow!”he exclaimed, bouncing on his toes.“It's just like a real one!”
Dad kneeled down beside him, his hands guiding Case's feet to the pedals.“See here, buddy?You push these to make it go.”
Case's face scrunched up in concentration as he stretched to reach the pedals, his legs not quite long enough yet.Dad laughed, a deep rumble that I hadn't heard in years until his grandson was born.Fatherhood had changed me, but grandfatherhood had transformed Dad entirely.
“Give it time, Case,” he said, ruffling my son's wild hair.“You'll be racing around the yard before you know it.”
