I wanted to be his first, and technically, I was. I fucked him, pegging him one night a few years ago, and couldn’t resist doing it whenever he asked.
It was empowering and sexy as hell plowing into him. He always had the best orgasms from it too. Leaning forward, I tentatively licked him, teasing him. He groaned against my clit, the growl sending shivers down my spine.
Stroking my tongue over his hole, I ate him out, thrusting inside him every couple of strokes. My body flamed as he licked me in tandem with my own mouth. Spitting on his hole, I went for his cock and slipped two of my fingers inside his tight heat.
He thrust upward, grinding his teeth over my clit as I humped his face for friction. We were rutting, hedonistic, as I added a third finger and he started fucking me with his own.
“Fucking hell, you feel divine, little demon.” I moaned as his tongue hit my asshole and he started eating me faster. He was close. So fucking close. I pressed against his prostate, taking his cock down my throat, and that set him off. He pumped into my mouth and shot his load in there as I fucked his ass and he ate mine. When I finished him off, he made sure to give me a jelly-leg, full-body orgasm.
We shook from overstimulation, but I knew we’d be going at it at least five more times before we woke up in the morning. Sex came few and far between, we spent our nights fucking if exhaustion didn’t take us first. Flipping over, I rested my head at his feet and he maneuvered to cuddle me.
“I never thought life would be perfect for us, Andy. I’m glad I was wrong.”
Chapter Sixty-Two
You’ll Never Walk Alone – Andrea Bocelli & Celine Dion
The Following Year
Madden
I dreaded this day less and less every time. Wanting to actually celebrate what parts of life I got with them. It was short, not the best years at times when Dad wasn’t sober, but overall, it was everything I needed.
Time, something we all hoped for more of.
“Good morning, handsome,” Andy said, stretching. Her eyes weren’t even open yet, they stayed shut as she cuddled into my chest.
Kissing her forehead, I thought of last night and how we were entwined into each other on several occasions after waking up.
I never knew how much she’d love sinking inside my body as much as I loved sinking into hers. We were a unit, working together to achieve happiness and bliss. Dominating her was as rewarding as allowing her the power to do the same to me.
“Morning, little demon,” I rasped, holding her to me tighter. Her skin was warm, flushed from sleep, and I wanted to absorb every ounce of warmth she gave me. Especially on this day.
Not even thirty seconds passed when Nad and Addie came barreling in through the door. Their little eyes twinkled with mischief and they were in their jammies. Luckily, for Andy and I, we were smart enough to put on something before passing out.
“Hey, babies,” I let out, kissing their hands as they laid atop the comforter, squeezing between their mom and me.
“Daddy, today is the day we get to meet Granma and Granpa?” Addie asked, her little face morphing with hope. Not wanting to squash it, I nodded and kissed her head.
“Yeah, baby girl. We’ll eat breakfast and head out.”
“Plane?” Nad questioned, her eyes all big. She loved looking at the sky as we flew places, especially when we went out of the country. Something about the long flights had her peaceful.
“Yep,” I answered with a smile. Seeing the way that single word lit her up made me so happy.
“Will you go wake up Royal and Asper?”
“Roy is grumpy in the morning,” Addie grumbled, pouting. I kissed her wrinkled forehead and shooed her away.
“Fine, but I’m not happy,” she sassed, walking off with her sister in tow.
Andy sat up then, groggily. “You okay with this?”
I shook my head, thinking of my parents and what they’ve missed out on in my life. Thinking of all the things they’ll never witness me do broke me a little more and more as the years passed.
They didn’t get to watch me fall in love with Andy and get married.
They didn’t get to see me become famous and make a name for myself.
They didn’t get to see us have kids and raise a family.
“I miss them too,” Andy admitted, gripping my jaw, forcing my face toward hers. She leaned forward, taking my mouth with hers.
I groaned, wanting to devour her light and fill myself with it. “I fucking love you,” I growled, wanting more time to escape my sadness.
As if knowing, she nipped my lip. “Later. Then you can have your way with me.”
Groaning, I kissed her once more, needing a fix to last me all day, and then I jumped up. She smacked my ass and laughed when I raised an eyebrow.
“You’re tempting fate, little demon.”
“I like punishments,” she mused, playing with the hem of her nightie. She bit her lip, watching me, and then I shook my finger at her.
“I’ll tie you to the cross and cut you for every bad thing you do today. Don’t test me.”
“Challenge accepted,” she goaded, standing and removing her flimsy nightgown. She stood naked before me for less than five seconds before she ran to our bathroom, hiding from me.
“One cut, Andy!” I yelled after her, listening to her loud laughter as the water turned on.
The kids took a lot longer than expected to get ready. To be honest, it wasn’t that long in comparison to normal. Andy reminded me they always messed around, and she wasn’t kidding about that.
They were too excited for our trip, but I also knew they’d also be super excited for the surprise.
We arrived at the airport quickly, the privatized airstrip I’d purchased two years ago was a godsend. Knowing that I could come and go as long as it was legally logged was what I needed to get less anxious while traveling.
As soon as we got to the hanger, I noticed exactly why the kids would be happy. It wasn’t until I stopped and they got out that they noticed.
“Carson!” Royal hollered, his eyes all wide as he ran toward my best friend. Cars smiled massively. Her eyes were alight with amusement as Royal practically jumped into her arms. Next to her, Carrig and Stony stood, like two barriers of muscles and tattoos. Asper took no time to rush over there. For the first time in months, he had a genuine smile, seeing them.
The twins stared at Memphis, questions in their eyes. “Can we go say hi?” Addie asked, her fingers in her mouth. I grabbed them gently, pulling them from her mouth, kissing the stickiness, distracting her from her anxiety.
She loved Memphis and how he sang her to sleep, but he was a big man, especially when he grew his beard out.
“He’ll probably sing to you, baby,” I answered, hugging her, “but you have to tell him that you don’t have gummy bears.”
“Why?” she asked, appearing scandalized. “Is he hungry?”
I chuckled, unable to help the humor from showing on my face. “He probably is, and gummy bears are his weakness.”
She nodded in understanding while Nad stood scared at my side, hiding behind my right leg. Addie went toward Memphis, tentatively. As soon as she was in arm’s reach, he lifted her and a fit of giggles escaped.
“Little Nadia,” I cooed, attempting to kneel with her holding me like a vise. “What’s wrong, baby?” Her eyes glimmered with tears and I didn’t know what emotion played on her mind. Andy was already talking to the group while I got onto the ground to talk to our daughter.