“Delta. We got ice cream and cake. Do you like those?” Railynn asks me as she walks in licking a popsicle. I kneel down and riffle her hair.
“I do. I love ice cream and cake.” So cute. “What else did you guys get?” I begin opening the bags so I can start getting things prepared.
“We got some veggies. I figured he could grill them. We got French fries, fruit and juice.” River informs me.
“Sounds good.” Brock comes up behind me and kisses my neck. I duck my head not ready to see the look on anyone’s face if they saw it. “Will be on the patio if you need me.” he whispers in my ear and walks away. I want to beg him to come back and fuck me one more time. Crap. What has gotten into me?
“Delta, this is my cousin Connor.” Rai says forcing me to look up and get out of my head. When I do, I see a young boy, a couple of years older than Jasper. Cute little boy. The thing that gets me though is that he looks nothing like Jesse or Brock and the kids and to be honest, I am a bit confused. Last I checked Brock was the oldest by like 8 years, which would put his brother at say no more than 25. If Connor is his kid, then he was 15 when he had him and that I refuse to believe. There has to be something else. But it is none of my business.
“Hi Connor. How are you?”
“Hi. I am fine ma’am.” Oh my. So polite.
“Please call me Delta. Ok?” he nods his head as his face turns red.
The BBQ goes well. Food was delicious and the kids all seemed to have a great time. Brock ended inviting Armando and his daughter gabby over so River could have some company. The night was great. It felt like...like my sister and I finally had a family. Which is also scary because I am aware that this could all be temporary. This could be something he does and when he gets bored, he sends women on their way. I am terrified of waking up and all of this is a dream. I am in the kitchen cleaning up when I go to walk toward the garage and hear Brock and Jasper talking.
“How is it going my boy? Everything ok?”
“Yea. It’s fine.” he says a bit solemnly.
“Jasper you know you can talk to me. About anything. What's bothering you? Is it delta? Do you not like her?” My heart begins to beat rapidly, praying that his answer is not ‘no’. In the little amount of time I have known them, those two kids have made a special place in my heart. To think that I have somehow done something to either of them to make them uncomfortable is not sitting well with me.
“No, it’s not that. Delta is great. She is nice to both of us and Rai loves her. She said to me last night that delta is going to make a good mom for us.” Oh my gosh. How sweet is he, being worried about his sister?
“Ah. I get it. You are worried about Rai getting too attached.”
“Yea. what happens when Delta leaves?” My hand goes to my heart as it begins to drum out of control, darkness creeping in with me wondering the same question. Then Brock adds light to the bleakness.
“You don’t have to worry about that son. She won’t be going anywhere. Ok. You trust me?”
“Yes dad. I trust you.”
“Good. I would never do anything to hurt you or your sister. You two mean everything to me. However, I am so proud of you looking out for your sister.” Moving away from the door, I find belief seeping into me. Maybe this is it. Maybe I have found my forever.Chapter 13Brock“Wake up baby.” I kiss her neck moving down to her mouth. My hands roam all over her needing to touch her. “Come on baby. Time to get up.” Moving down her chest, my mouth trails across her nipples, letting the wetness bring her awake.
“Mmmm...” she moans moving slightly as I move further down. I stop at the bottom of her stomach and kiss it, willing my seed to be growing inside of her at this every moment. “Brock.” she whispers running her fingers through my hair. My eyes close, the feeling is almost too much. I rub my face against the rest of her until I get to the juncture of my destination. Not bothering with words, I push her legs up to her chest and feast on my morning meal. My tongue, going from her hole to her clit over and over, stopping to tongue fuck her and starting all over again. I will never get enough of the syrup coating her cave. “Oh god. I can’t...I can’t.” She whines her head moving back and forth.