Eli didn’t stir once all the way home and when I lay him in his bed, with Monty settling on the floor next to him, he just rolled over and carried on sleeping.
I watched him for a couple of minutes while I leaned against the door frame. I never thought I’d ever have this, a family. Not the kind of family that I had built around me with my friends, but this kind. A partner, a child and even a dog. I’d be lost without them, and just watching Eli now, I couldn’t imagine not seeing him every day.
The sound of cupboards opening and closing had me moving away from his room and closing the door half way. I jogged down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, stopping dead in my tracks at what I was seeing.
Leaning over the kitchen table, she wiped away all the mess, her dress rising up. My eyes zoned in on her ass and I moved forward, catching her before she stood up.
“Ty,” she said breathlessly when I placed one hand on her ass.
“Shh, sweetheart.” I pulled her dress up with my other hand, skimming across her soft silky skin.
“Hmmmm?” I traced the outline of her pussy, feeling the wetness that was already there. Just waiting for me.
“I…” she murmured, followed by a moan.
“Your so wet,” I whispered. I pulled her up off the table and lifted the dress over her head in one fluid motion. “Fuck.” I stepped back, taking in the sight of her in nothing but a skimpy pair of lace panties.
“What?” she said, her arms dangling by her side, but the smirk on her face told me that she knew what she was doing.
That was another thing that had happened lately. She’d stopped being so shy about her body and would let me see everything. Something that she never would have done a couple of months ago.
She had become so confident, not only in herself but her body as well.
Her eyes flicked down to my growing erection and her tongue swiped across her lips. I couldn’t contain myself any longer and raced forward, lifting her up onto the table and slamming my lips down onto hers.
My hands wandered all over her body, her curves and her tight ass. She moaned when I brought my hand up her side and rubbed my thumb over her nipple. I lowered my head and took it into my mouth, licking and sucking until she was squirming.
“You like that?” I lifted my eyes to hers, not moving my mouth from her nipple.
“Yes…” She tilted her head back, her hips thrusting forward.
Pulling my t-shirt over my head, I threw it across the kitchen and undid my belt, giving my erection some much needed relief.
“Let me,” she said when I tried to pull my zip down.
Pushing off the table, she lowered down to the floor and started to pull my zip down.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to do this.” I knew what Max had made her do and I didn’t want her to think that she had to ever do that to me.
“I want to.” She looked up at me through her lashes, her hands pulling my jeans down. My erection sprang free and she leaned forward, licking the bead of pre-cum off the end.
Moaning, I threw my head back while trying to stop my hands from weaving into her hair. I knew this was about control for her, doing it on her terms. So I resisted the urge to grab hold of her head.
Her tongue licked me from base to tip before her mouth closed over the head and sucked. Lowering further down, she moaned, the vibrations sending tingles through me.
“Shit.” I looked down, watching her. Damn, it was one of the best sights I’d ever seen.
Her head bobbed forwards and backwards as she went faster, her tongue flattening on the underside. She was mesmerizing to watch, a sight that I wouldn’t be able to get out of my head for a long time.
Not able to take it anymore, I lifted her up onto the table, ripping her panties off and slamming home.
I groaned as her pussy clenched down, it was the sweetest sensation when I was inside her. She dug her nails into my back and held on tight as I fucked her. This wasn’t a slow, gentle, night of lovemaking.
No. This was a pure, hard, dirty fuck.
Lowering my hand between us, I rubbed her clit, not willing to get off until she had and knowing from the tingle in my spine that I wouldn’t last much longer.
“I’m close,” she moaned.