Bear:
I woke up to see the sky was barely starting to lighten up. I looked over at Ilara. She was lying beside me, curled up like a baby. Her left leg was bent and thrown out in front of her. She’d pushed the covers off sometime while we slept. I was able to look at her gorgeous, sexy body.
She wasn’t a pencil thin woman. She had meat on her bones. She had breasts, hips, and an ass. I loved that. I wanted something to hold on to when I was fucking a woman. Or in her case, making love to her as well. She was able to take my kind of bed play. Some people might consider her overweight, but they would be idiots. She was lush and all mine. I was keeping her and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
As I looked at her, I remembered last night and how she’d responded to me. Our lovemaking had been unbelievable. I’d never experienced that with anyone, not even Carol. That alone told me that she was mine, and this was meant to be. I’d never be satisfied with another woman after being with her.
She’d been so damn wet and tight. Her pussy had strangled my cock, and I wanted to howl in pleasure every time I was inside of her. As I remembered our play, I started to get hard again. Jesus, I’d taken her twice, and I was ready to go again. I didn’t want to make her sore, that’s why after round two, I’d made her get in the tub to soak.
As I watched her, I took my cock in my hand and stroked up and down. Maybe I’d give her a break and let her sleep. I’d have to take care of this myself. I closed my eyes and imagined she was riding me as I stroked my aching cock. Suddenly, my hand was pushed away. I opened my eyes to see her facing me. She had a pissed look on her face. “Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked.
“Isn’t that supposed to be my job? Why’re you doing it while I’m asleep? Didn’t I do it right last night?” I saw the pissed look turning into an insecure one as she moved away from me. I quickly grabbed her arm to stop her from getting out of bed.
“God, no, you didn’t do a damn thing wrong, Ilara. Last night was the fucking best. I told you that. I didn’t want to wake you. You have to be sore after we had sex twice. It’s been a long time, and you said I made you burn, I’m trying not to be an animal and jump you every damn time I look at you,” I confessed.
She relaxed and then scooted closer to me. She kissed me. As I kissed her back, her hand encircled my cock. She squeezed me. I groaned as pleasure shot through my whole body. “Let me do this. You tell me what you like and want. I want to please you like you do me,” she whispered as she drew back. She scooted down and then her head was in my lap. The first feel of her mouth around my cock made my head want to blow off.
She was determined to prove to me she could give me pleasure. She almost killed me. I got so damn lost in the unbelievable feeling of her sucking my cock, that I couldn’t think. All I could do was feel. She pumped the base and sucked on the head, lashing me with her tongue. When she started working me into her mouth, I wanted to shout. As she worked me, I rasped out to her, “Play with my sac.”
She took my suggestion. She not only teased with her fingers, she licked all around it and then sucked my balls into her mouth. I’d never had a woman get this focused on sucking my cock. She didn’t let an inch go untouched, not licked or unsucked. She pumped and massaged as she tried to swallow more of my length. I knew I was a lot to handle. I’d never had a woman be able to take all of me. However, by the time she had me on the edge of coming, she deep throated me deeper than anyone. She gagged, but never stopped. The tightness around my cock made me cry out.
“Ilara, stop. I’m going to come. While I’d love to come in your mouth, I want inside your pussy more. Are you too sore to take me?”
My cock made a popping sound as she let go with her mouth. I groaned in disappointment, but that only lasted for a second or two. She pressed me back on the bed and straddled me. Her hand grasped my cock and held it up as she lowered herself slowly down on me. Watching the pleasure on her face made me insane. When she eventually got me all the way inside that hot haven, I gripped her hips tightly. “Ride me, Beloved. Ride my cock,” I grunted.
She rode me and it was the best fucking ride of my life. She slammed up and down on top of me. I held onto her hips and helped to jerk her down. She was panting and sweat was on her face. I thrust up using my feet to drive myself deeper and deeper inside of her. It didn’t take much for her to freeze and tighten down on my cock like a vise and come. I yelled as I came right behind her. Scalding cum flooded her pussy. I pumped and squirt after squirt came out of my cock until I felt she’d drained my balls of every last drop I had to give. She collapsed across my chest. I held her as we gasped for breath and recovered.
“Ilara, baby, God, you’re so damn amazing. How I got you is something I’ll never understand, but I’ll make sure to show you every day for the rest of our lives how much you mean to me.”
“Donovan, I don’t know what to say. I never expected this. Jesus, I’m scared you’ll disappear,” she said with a sniff. I saw the tears in her eyes. I kissed her.
“I won’t. Now, if you’re up to it, wanna take a shower with me. I think we need to before Sugarplum wakes up. Just make sure you’re ready tonight because I plan to ravish you again,” I warned her. She giggled and then got off me. We spent a long time in the shower teasing each other. In the end, we decided to hold off. The delay in gratification would make it even better later.
Hope got up not long after we were out of the shower and dressed. While Ilara got her changed and dressed, I started on breakfast. I made eggs, pancakes and fried some sausage. Hope clapped her hands when Ilara put her in her booster seat. I laughed. She did love her food. We all sat down to have breakfast. I looked around the table at my family. I finally had one of my own.
When we were done and the mess cleaned up, we took Hope outside. It was a nice October day. I wanted to let her play. I looked around the backyard. I had grass and a small barbeque area off the porch. I shook my head as I surveyed it. “We need to go shopping and I need to get someone over here soon.”
“For what?” Ilara asked with a confused look on her face.
“To work on my yard. Hope needs something to play on, a jungle gym and a sandbox. The club out in Dublin Falls has an awesome one behind the clubhouse. I’d like something smaller for her at home.”
Ilara’s eyes got misty. “You called this home and you want to do that for her. I can’t get over how much you care for her and treat her like she’s yours.”
“Make no mistake, she’s mine. She’s my daughter as much as she would be if I fathered her, Ilara. We’re a family. I want to make her happy. And one day, if you’re willing, I’d like to adopt her legally.” I dropped that bomb on her. I’d been thinking about it since I knew I wanted Ilara.
Her mouth fell open. “Are you sure? That’s a lot to take on. If we ever split up, you’d still be—”
I cut off what she was about to say. “We won’t split up. If we have an issue, we’ll figure it out. There’s no leaving me, Ilara. We work it out. Got it.” She was quiet for a couple of minutes as she looked at me. I held my breath. What if she said no? Finally, she nodded and I let my breath out.
“Okay, we’ll work it out. I don’t think you have to go to the extreme and mess up your yard. It’s beautiful back here.”
“It’s just a yard and it’s our yard like it’s our house. I want us to look at stuff for it. Maybe Tank can tell us where to go to find the jungle gyms. He works construction. He might know,” I mused. She laughed and shook her head. We let Hope play for about an hour then I convinced Ilara to come to the clubhouse with me. I knew she was nervous to face everyone after her outburst yesterday. I wanted her to see they wouldn’t treat her any differently.