by Elena Monroe
Standing back up, Justice sprung up next to me with her hands around my forearm, making a plea, but not really holding me back. Maneuvering around me, she stood in front of me, trying to deescalate the situation, as the other dad was stomping his way towards us.
“Why don’t you control your bitch?”
Her hands went down automatically. “Oh, you can fuck him up now. Go right ahead.”
Moving out of my way, he took a big swing and missed, clearly untrained, and my fist collided with his nose instead.
I never missed.
“I’m calling it. Asshole dad is going down.” Khaos was always stirring the pot.
A woman in heels with cheap jewelry, who was tapping her foot like it would get our attention, came up behind me. “Someone’s in trouble…”
Fixing my shirt, we both gave up fighting in the bleachers, when the woman folded her arms and spoke in a sharp tone: “Both of you need to exit immediately before you lose privileges to be present during swim class in the future.”
Holding out my hand, I felt Justice’s hand in mine. Abigail tried to defend our behavior to the woman, but it was no use. I would leave of my own free will, because if I stayed, I was going to end up hurting him in a way that the Clave didn’t give me permission to.
Outside, Justice stood in front of me while I sat in the passenger seat with the door open of her SUV. I wasn’t giving up my Porsche because of the twins; they were going to get their way every other time, except this one.
“That guy. I mean, what the fuck?” She was pacing and fuming, trying to work off the anger, while a smirk spread across my lips with an idea of how we could waste our time while we waited.
Leaning forward, I pulled on her belt loops that were exposed from her shirt that was short enough for men to not think she’s a mom or married. She was never going to stop pushing the boundaries on the expectations the world had on women, and I supported it. “Come here… Angry sex is always the best.”
I pulled her onto my lap, closing the door with the dark tints that were about to make our exhibitionism a reality.
We didn’t need to agree or even discuss it when our hands worked the button of each other's jeans. Our breath was creating a steady pace, causing my heart to speed up, while she wiggled out of her jeans and I pushed the seat back.
This car was the one place we hadn’t ruined with the memories that elicited a knowing grimace, when going about the normality of our lives in her mom-vehicle.
Sitting down on my lap, I finally exhaled in a way that I didn’t know I was holding my breath this whole time. Justice had that kind of control over me—calming, but still keeping me wild at the same time.
Her hands grasped under my jaw, holding me still, while our lips collided and her hips worked, making all the noise in my throat get caught. It didn’t take much when I was turned on by every aspect of her.
A knock on the window broke through my focus on my wife bouncing on my lap. “Fuckkk.”
We had been caught in the school’s parking lot having sex, when Khaos’s hands cupped around his eyes, and he shouted, “They pretty much killed it!”
The old highs of victories I limited myself to now made each win even sweeter. I bit into Justice’s shoulder to muffle my triumph.
Justice withered on top of me, probably rolling her eyes out of disgust, instead of from the orgasm taking us hostage at a profoundly wrong time. Her hips stopped rocking on top of my lap, so taking over her movements, my hands cupped her ass, making sure she didn’t stop.
“You love how much I need to win…” Her lips dragged against mine with our bodies flush against each other, sticky with sweat, coming so close to our own finish line.
Another voice sounded off outside the dark tint: “Daddy, I won!”
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