“What did you think, Uncle Hutch?” Pepper’s eyes meet mine in the rearview mirror, and I remember a time when it was only Pep and me driving home after games. She was just getting started then, not nearly the superstar she is now.
“I think you’re a rockstar, Pep. I couldn’t be prouder.”
Pepper falls back with a quiet smile on her lips. Hana nods, looking out the window, and Blake shifts around in the passenger’s seat, giving me a look like I just found the cure for cancer.
We’re at my house, and I put the SUV in park. “Come on, Pep, I’ll walk you in.”
Pepper unbuckles her seatbelt and flies across to give Hana a big hug. Then she rushes to the front to catch Blake around the neck, eliciting a startled laugh. Blake hugs her back with a fake grunt like Pepper and I always do at bedtime, and my worries melt a little more.
I take my niece inside doing all the hugs and carrying on we do at bedtime, before passing her to Lurlene. The last stop before Makeout Point is dropping Hana at Hugh’s place.
Few things are less exciting than getting rid of all the kids so you can have sex, but every time I glance over at Blake in the passenger’s side, her hourglass figure swiveling in the seat, tits stretching that red jersey, tiny white skirt scooting higher on her thighs, my dick reminds me it’s worth the wait.
“See you in the morning,” Hana teases as she gets out of the backseat. “Or not.”
The door closes, and Blake’s across the console, with her arms around my neck and her lips at my ear.
“Finally,” she exhales hotly, and I’ve got a steel rod in my pants. “I didn’t think we’d ever be alone.”
Makeout Point is barely two tenths of a mile from Hugh’s driveway, and I pull in, braking at the edge of the clearing and throwing my truck into park. I’ve just gotten the seat all the way back when Blake hops across the console, straddling my lap and covering my mouth with hers.
Cupping her thighs with my hands, I slide them higher, under her short skirt, to discover. “Oh, shit.” She’s not wearing underwear.
Her bare ass is soft and juicy, and I’m ready to get my pants off.
“I’ve been waiting all night for you to touch my naked ass,” she teases, leaning back to meet my eyes. “I love our families, but shew, talk about cock blockers.”
Reaching up, I hold her cheeks, pulling her lips to mine and kissing her slowly.
“Blake,” My voice is heavy even though my cock is aching. “It’s all settled now. You can go back to your life in New York.”
She slows, cupping my cheeks in her hands, mirroring my movements. “Is that what you want me to do?”
Fuck no screams in my mind, but I’m a grown-assed man. Even with this gorgeous woman on my lap with tits I can’t get enough of and an ass for days, I can’t set myself up for that level of pain. I know how the world works.
“I want you to do what’s going to make you happy.”
Her thumbs slide lightly across the tops of my cheeks, and she leans in closer, every bit the sex kitten she’s always been as long as I’ve known her.
“I’m about to do just that.” She pulls my bottom lip with her teeth before sealing our mouths together.
Our lips part, and we’re sloppy, licking, kissing. Her hands tug on my shirt, and I sit forward to quickly whip it over my head.
Silvery eyes darken, and she slides her hands over my chest, curling her fingers so her nails scratch my skin. She traces the outline of my ink, while I slide my hands over her ass, loving the feel of her in my arms, on my skin.
“Your turn.” I take the bottom of the jersey, sliding it up her waist.
She lifts her arms, and I exhale a groan. The bra she’s wearing only covers the bottom half of her breasts, and she slides her fingers down along the cups, pulling them lower so her pointed nipples peek over the tops. It’s all I need.
My mouth is on her tits, kissing and pulling them into my mouth, teasing them with my teeth. Her back arches, and she slides her bare bottom back and forth over the bulge in my jeans, moaning.
“Take off your pants,” she hisses. “I want to ride your cock.”
“I have something better in mind.” Reaching for the handle, I open the door, turning to the side and lowering her down to her feet.
She’s standing in front of me in that short skirt with those ponytails messed up and her lace bra pushed below her sexy tits, nipples pointing at me.
“Damn, girl, you are so fine.” I slide out and move her around, leaning her forward into the cab so her naked ass peeps up at me from under that skirt.
I slide my fingers up the back of her legs, lifting the white fabric over her lower back so I can have the full view of her bare pussy between her thighs. At the sight of it, I groan, dropping to my knees and putting my face between her legs, dragging my tongue all over it.
Her moan is so loud it echoes in the cab, but I’m not about to stop. I’m going to show her how happy she can be right here, then we’ll talk about what’s next.
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Blake
Gripping the sides of the seat, my eyes close and I come so hard, my knees buckle. I’m pretty sure I leave my body. A cool rush of air fans my ass as Hutch’s lips press against my bare skin, moving higher to kiss my lower back before he straightens and slides his thick cock so deep, I rise onto my tiptoes.
Spasms grip my core, and he groans low. “That’s my girl.”
His arm is around my shoulders, and he lifts my back to his chest, thrusting hard and fast as his mouth covers my neck with kisses, tracing up behind my ear and into my hair.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” His voice is hot, and his sexy words are making me come again. “You are so fucking gorgeous.”
He’s close, and my eyes squeeze shut as his hand slides over my belly, between my thighs. I’m so sensitive, I jump when he touches my clit, letting out a loud whimper, and he breaks hard, groaning in my ear.
“So good,” he moans low, holding me steady as he pulses again and again.
He exhales heavily, lowering his face to my shoulder as he finishes, and I turn my head to kiss his temple, his cheek, any place I can find his skin.
The touch of my lips makes him lift his head and kiss me deeply, sliding his tongue to mine and sucking my lips with his.
He slides out and turns me, lifting my butt onto the seat and hugging me close as his lips move to my neck and up to my ear. “I’ve never been this way. You make me crazy.”
His words tickle in my stomach, and I wrap my arms around him, holding him tightly. He’s right. We’re special together. It’s been that way from the start, and it wasn’t just the danger. It wasn’t my anger or even his pent-up need.
Only now, real choices have to be made. We're on the other side of the storm, in Hamiltown, and it’s not only us we have to consider.
How would he feel about being with me, knowing I’ll always have my sister to protect? I know he thinks she’s trouble. I know he thinks she’s messed up and makes poor choices. He only tolerates her around Pepper because I asked him to, and Pepper is so important to him.
His breathing slows, and he slides large hands up and down my sides. He’s so warm and strong and amazing and beautiful. He’s a work of art, and I don’t want to think about the obstacles when we’re together. I only want to be lost in his sexy gaze. I want to bask in his admiration, letting it wash over me and give me strength.