“Lakelyn, don’t move. Fuck, I’m coming.”
I drank his cum like it was my favorite soda pop.
He sat at my side and pulled me into his lap.
His hard cock stood between us.
“Lakelyn, eyes up here.”
I smiled. “It’s not my fault he’s ready to go.”
Wyatt’s big strong calloused hands cupped my face. Every inch of my body quaked for the second time today.
“I can grab the sheet if you’re cold.”
“No. I’m not cold. It’s what your touch does to me. My body’s reacting like a starving cat. I guess I don’t get enough of your hands on me.”
“We can fix that right now.” Wyatt captured my lips within his. I loved our passionate, dirty kisses. Clashing teeth and all. My body zinged in his arms.
Wyatt released my lips. “Lakelyn, you fell apart downstairs. You’re raising the wall again. Stop.”
I gripped his cock and bit his earlobe. “Fuck me hard, Wyatt.”
“No,” he bit out. I could hear the frustration in his voice.
He wouldn’t let me hide in my security bubble.
“Why do you need to see me broken?”
“That’s not it at all. I’m your man. I’ll always protect you, even when we aren’t together. Because that’s how much I love you.”
“The second I leave Sunday evening.”
“Monday morning,” he muttered.
“Ok, Wyatt. Next week will be a rough one.”
“For both of us.” His lips brushed my temple. I felt so safe and loved.
“I’ll talk to Deacon while we’re in L.A. That’s final.”
I exhaled. “Ok. We’re really doing this.” It was more of a statement than a question.
“For the time being, focus on school, not us.”
“I’m having lunch with him at the firm Tuesday. Obsessing over how he’ll react won’t cross my mind at all,” I stated sarcastically.
“I’ll give you something to make you forget about the shit we’re in.” His teeth dug into my neck as his fingers rubbed my pussy. My body heated under his touch. I only wanted to be filled by Wyatt.
Being here with him meant life had to wait. Only he and I mattered.
Wyatt pinched my nipple, sending another glorious flush of heat surging through my body. I grabbed his cock and slid down his shaft.
His scent was all over my body. I loved it. Wyatt’s hands squeezed my waist as he fell back on the bed, watching my breasts bounce up and down. My pussy circled his fat cock. His hands slid up my body until they squeezed my firm breasts. Wyatt leaned up and clenched one of my nipples between his teeth as he pounded into me. Searing pain shot through my body and tingled in my toes. Gripping his hair, I rode his dick like it was the best thoroughbred horse in the Kentucky Derby.
“Your pussy’s hugging my dick, so fucking good.” He sucked on my nipple, then slicked his tongue around my brown areola. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
“Oh, yeah.” I shivered against him as my orgasm swept through me in beautiful rolling waves of pleasure.
“Lakelyn, I was the first man to have this pussy and I will be the fucking last,” he roared, as his cock jerked inside of me, filling me with his seed.
Wyatt’s wide back met the cold sheet. I fell flush against his heaving chest.
“Lakelyn, no sleep for you yet.”
He slid out of me, then moved to the foot of the bed.
“Lie on your stomach.”
Wyatt stood and gripped my legs, yanking them apart. The lower half of my body hung off the edge of the bed. Cold air swept over my pussy.
He slid into me again.
“Shit.” I felt every inch of his big fat dick in my tummy. Wrapping his burly arms around my thighs, his finger stroked the starving nub between my legs as he slammed into me again and again.
“Oh god! You’re hitting the right spot.” I gripped the golden sheets for dear life.
Craning my neck, I stared at his long cock as his muscled hips drove into me each time. I was in a peaceful bliss.
The friction of his finger circling my clit and his cock hitting my G-spot, sent waves of heat through me and my body convulsed in his grip.
“I’m coming deep inside you, baby. Shit, you feel so good. I can’t give you up, Lakelyn.” His wet dark hair dangled over his forehead.
Wyatt stilled inside my pussy and his cum exploded within my tight pulsating walls. His heavy hand landed on my ass.
“Oh,” I cried out.
He scooped me up into his arms. “Time to soak that beautiful body.”
Hooking my arms around his neck, I inhaled him as my heart rate returned to a steady pace.
I didn’t want to lose Wyatt or my brother. Hopefully, Deacon would listen to reason when we talked to him in L.A.
**P**
Seated in the backseat of the chauffeured black Maybach, my eyes were glued to the view of metro Atlanta en route to Kennesaw Airport. The groupings of large lush green trees throughout our city still brought me happiness. Despite my current situation.
I tried listening intently to my brother as he rambled on about Oak’s upcoming season.
My heart raced with excitement mixed with fear. This would be the first time I’d seen Oak in two months.
Being apart sucked. I told myself I was ready to sit my brother down and tell him Wyatt and I were starting a relationship. In one. I didn’t know what we were right now. Doubt we were anything. We texted sometimes. Basic stuff like how was school or how was your workout. We kept the conversations light. Calling each other was out of the question. The second we would’ve spoken on the phone; we’d want to see each other. Not that the light and airy text messages didn’t send butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
Lakelyn, you can handle Deacon’s rage. No, you can’t. Shit! Not to mention you messed up big this time.
Sitting on this secret was difficult. I bit my lower lip. Oak and I had seen each other off and on for five years. I’d been on birth control pills since I was sixteen. This wasn’t the first time I’d given my body a break. The other times I was upfront with Oak. This time I hadn’t seen him since our Vegas trip in March. My studies kept us apart. I was only taking two classes this summer, so I had a little extra time on my hands. Guess Oak tried to stay away as long as he could. I still couldn’t believe he was following me. A part of me loved his stalkerish ways. Anyway, I didn’t expect him to show up at the hotel. And it slipped my mind to tell him we had to take other precautions. Spotting occurred instead of my steady monthly flow for the past two months. I hadn’t taken a pregnancy test. What was I waiting for? Shit, I was in denial. Once I returned home after the trip, I’d take a test. My hand shook around my waist. I snapped my fingers against my palm, trying to gain control. What would Oak say? Would he be upset? We weren’t ready for kids. And I had two more years of medical school.
“I’ve held on to this information all summer, Lakelyn. Thought this trip was a good time to spill the beans.”
His words brought me back from my thoughts. I tore my eyes away from our large private jet as the driver rolled to a stop on the tarmac. I peeked into my brother’s eyes that were the same color as mine.
My brows lowered. “Spill the beans?”