“Yes and no. We stayed here whenever my dad would lose his job. He worked seasonally and got laid off when the weather changed. After he died, I came to live with my grandma permanently.”
“What about your mom?” I asked. I knew her mother didn’t die, but not all information was accessible and, well, having her tell me was better.
She twisted her lips, pursing them before she said, “She had enough of my dad’s inconsistent work and left us. It was about a year before he died and she’s remarried now.”
“How do you feel a
bout that?”
“It’s okay. I’ve gotten over it. She wasn’t the motherly type and I haven’t seen her in at least a year. She came to show off her husband, but claimed it was for some documents she needed. I don’t care if I ever see her again. It’s a terrible thing to say, but it’s the truth.” Her shame seeped through her words, but if I had a parent like that I would feel the same way, but I had amazing parents who loved and wanted us.
“Are you the motherly type? Do you want a family?” I hadn’t asked because I was being selfish, but it was important. If she didn’t want kids, I could hold off and get her some birth control.
“I hope to be a wonderful mother. I want kids,” she said with a smile.
“Good because I want to have lots of babies with you.” She smiled and her face flushed with a bit of anxiety and anticipation. I loved it. “We’re going to stay together until the day we die, Harley.”
Chapter 6
Harley
“Please don’t play with me, Jacob. I’ve missed you so much,” I pleaded with him. He didn’t say a word as he closed the distance. I felt my back hit the wall leading to the kitchen. Jacob cupped my cheeks, sliding his hands into my hair and tugging my head back while he closed his mouth down on mine. His strong body pinned me in as he deepened the kiss and claimed me.
He pulled back just enough to rest his head against mine. Panting, he said, “I told you I loved you from the start. There’s no reason to play games. I want you. If you want to go to Vegas and get married, I’ll prove it today.”
“I thought you wanted me naked in bed all day.”
“I’m putting my kid in here and then I’m taking you to marry me. Now, where is your bedroom?” he asked with a deep growl that set my panties on fire. My body was fevered. Nerves had disappeared and desire kicked in. I pointed the way and he carried me there like a man with a plan. I was giddy with excitement. Three months of fantasizing about him had me to the brink of insanity, and here he was ready to give me what I’ve been craving.
The door to my room was already open, so he stormed in, walked to the bed, and set me on my feet. His kiss came harder than before and I was feeling the twinge between my legs getting stronger. I pressed my thighs together for relief, but he had other ideas on that matter.
His hand slipped down in between my legs, lifting the hem of my skirt and stopping at my pussy. The pressure of his hand cupping my heat sent me over the edge, and I cried out against his shoulder. “Jacob,” I moaned.
“That’s what I want to see. Moan for me, baby. Give me all you have and I’ll give it all to you,” he whispered against my ear, his fingers pushed my panties to the side and he dipped his thumb in between my lips. I jumped in his arms as his finger pressed against my clit. I couldn’t even express the added pleasure that brought. No amount of BOB time could compare to this.
He pulled his fingers away and I wanted to pout, but I knew this was only the beginning. From the large bulge in his pants, I knew he needed relief, too. Jacob looked into my eyes with a wicked smile on his face. “Fuck, you look sexy after you come for me. It’s the only makeup you’ll need.”
I blushed because he made me feel beautiful, like truly beautiful. He lifted my dress over my head and tossed it on the floor. I wore a matching pink panty and bra set just in case, and the look on his face made the decision a great one. He looked hungry, ravenous as he looped a finger around each strap and pulled them down. That smile that promised so much hadn’t faded and those eyes were devilishly, demanding. I felt the air on my nipples, hardening them further. His stare was focused before he lowered his head and took my right breast into his hand while his heated mouth latched onto my peak. My back arched and my hands immediately went to his shoulders to stabilize myself. I was in trouble with this man.
“Take off your clothes and get on the bed, Harley,” he growled. Eagerly, I complied to his demands. Jacob tossed his suit jacket off and yanked his tie until he pulled it off. My eyes were glued to his hands as he roughly began to take off his clothes. That was a sight to behold.
Chapter 7
Jacob
Her body was bared to me and I marveled at her perfection. Nothing and no one could be as beautiful as her. I stood there, my cock throbbing in my pants, but admiring her was more important than coming. My eyes scanned her body from top to bottom and back again to her gorgeous face. I couldn't even fathom the strange need to take in that soft innocence that looked up at me.
My hands started to tremble as I unbuttoned my shirt. Methodically, I undid each one, trying to calm myself. I wasn’t a teenage boy, but my body was acting like it. She was hotter and sexier than I had ever envisioned, and she was mine. Pulling the bottom from my waistband, I got rid of another item of clothing. Today was the first day that I was annoyed getting dressed in a suit. This morning it took too long to get ready, and now there were too many damn layers. Getting impatient, I hastily removed everything but my boxer briefs. The tight fabric was barely containing my large cock that throbbed against it. I didn’t want to scare her away with the size of it.
I sat on the bed and ran my hand from her ankle slowly up to her throat. Her creamy skin had a sheen of sweat and I could feel her heated desire as I caressed her flesh. Her pulse was thumping out of control, just like mine. As anxious as I was, I needed to slow it down. My body was shaking with need, coming was all that I would do if my cock touched her pussy. I thought about baseball stats or how football season was around the corner and that my teams had great prospects this year. It barely calmed the pumping desire, but it was enough. Leaning down, I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her softy.
“Make love to me, Jacob,” she demanded. Moving between her legs, stretching them wide to fit my shoulders, I kissed her mound. “Jacob,” she squealed, trying to sit up in embarrassment. I pushed her back down and moved to her center.
“I’m going to eat your pussy, Harley. I want you screaming and ready for me before I take you. Stay still, I want your taste on my tongue and your cries in my ears.” She did as I ordered, but I could feel her body tense up, it was time to help her unwind. I parted her lips with my thumb and finger and licked her clit. She jumped, but I used my other arm and held her down. “Do you want to come, Harley?” I asked, looking up from her heat. Her pussy was soaking wet and I knew she wanted it but was nervous.
She nodded. “Say it, baby.”
“Yes, I do.”