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All I know is I need more.
More. More. More.
I flip us so that she's flat on her back, and she opens her legs to let me slide between them, all while never breaking our kiss. Her hands are in my hair, fingers tangling with the strands as she lets out the most sexy moans.
I move my lips from her down to her jaw and nip and bite my way all the way down the column of her neck and to her collarbone. She tastes sweet and I can't get enough. I want…no, I need her.
“Fuuuuck,”she moans, her hands gripping my hair almost painfully and causing my dick to jump where it's nestled between her legs. I swear to god, I was meant to fit right here, cradled between her thighs.
I continue to explore her neck and jawline as I slowly thrust my hardness against her warm wet core through our clothes. We are dry-humping like fucking teenagers and it's still the most turned-on I have been in years. Honestly, I’m not sure if I have ever been so turned on in my life.
“Oh,god,” she moans, her hips joining mine and beginning to rock to a rhythm that has her trembling.
Fuck, we fit together so well.
I lift my head and take in her blissed-out face, her eyes are glassy and her lips are parted as she lets out almost inaudible moans. Jesus Christ, this woman is going to have me busting in my pants just watching her find pleasure through me..
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur as I take her mouth in a searing kiss, “Fucking use me.”
She lets out a strangled moan and picks up her pace, her hips rocking almost frantically against me. Her hands trail down my neck and to my shoulders, her nails digging in hard enough to break the skin as she begins to tense against me. Realizing how close she is I start pressing harder against her, rocking my hips so that my length is sliding from entrance to clit.
“Fuck baby,” I murmur, my eyes glued to the expression on her face, “Come for me like a good fucking girl.”
She. Fucking. Detonates.
I swallow her cries with my mouth, my eyes going fuzzy and black dots dancing in my vision as she damn near convulses under me.
When her body goes boneless beneath me, I pull back and look down at her. She’s got this blissed-out peaceful look on her face that I want to make happen again…soon. And when she smiles up at me, I know that I can't keep denying it. She’s everything I could want and I’m done pretending otherwise. She’s seared herself into my head and I don’t want to pretend otherwise.
Leaning down I place a chaste kiss on her lips, feeling her hands wander down my body to my sweats. Breaking our kiss, I grab her hands and stop her. Momentarily she looks shocked and almost rejected.
“Baby, you made me come in my pants like a fucking teenage boy,” I rasp, taking her mouth with mine.
I love the way her lips curl into a smile while she kisses me. That's something else I need to make sure stays on that beautiful face.
???
Aiden and I have been on a video game marathon for three hours straight and I am loving it. It’s been years since I was able to sit back and enjoy gaming. Plus, the kid is exceptionally good at it. He’s been kicking my ass all morning and loving it. He definitely doesn't hide the fact that he is a cocky little shit. Which I love honestly. His personality is night and day compared towhen we first arrived. Whatever nerves or shyness faded away and Aiden bloomed into a real fire cracker.
And I won't lie, I’m still ridiculously relaxed after the teenage-style orgasm I had this morning. It's been playing in my head on repeat all damn day, which is a nuisance since I don't like springing boners randomly. Still, totally worth it when I think about the sexy as fuck way she came for me. Or the way she smiled against my lips before I left the room.
I shake off the dirty thoughts I am having about Aiden’s mom and continue to play the game. As we finish another round I expect Aiden to automatically start another like we have been all morning but instead, he tosses his controller onto the table and leans back with a frown. I study him, the tense way he is holding his shoulder and the furrow of his brow. Something is eating at the kid.
“What’s up, man?” I ask, turning to give him my full attention. I may not be good at the whole feelings and talking thing but for Aiden I can try. I want him to know that I care about what he is thinking or feeling.
He sighs and looks at me with eyes so much like his mom's, “Is my mom okay?”
Ooof. There goes my heart. Of course, he is worried about her. It’s those two against the world and lately, Dakota has felt like the world is on her shoulders. I guess she wasn't hiding it from him as well as she thought.
Their relationship is closer than anything I have seen. And I was super close with my parents. It’s like the two of them just know what the other is thinking or feeling. They move around and gravitate together. He has this obvious love and admiration for her and she just flat-out loves the kid. She would be devastated to think he was hurting or worrying about her.
“Yeah, bud,” I reply earnestly, “She’s just a little stressed out.”
He grimaces and tenses further, like that statement hurts his little heart, “Is it because of my father?”
My heart plummets into my stomach and I feel momentarily at a loss for words. I have zero experience with kids and this is a tough topic. I don't want to cross any lines or make him feel worse. But I also won't lie to him. I won't be a person who he can't trust to give him the honesty he deserves.
“I..what do you know about your dad?” I ask instead of answering his question. I feel like that is the best way to gauge my way forward, at least then I would know what to keep my mouth shut about.
