by Alex Grayson
His pants and boxers go next, freeing his hardened erection. I lick my lips, desperate to have him inside me again. He kneels on the bed between my legs and grabs his cock, working his hand up and down. I’m mesmerized watching him play with himself, and I move the vibrator faster, rubbing my achy clit.
I’m building again, and my eyes dart to Dexter’s. The fire shooting from them blows away the storm, and I almost finish from the look alone.
“Stop,” he growls.
Part of me what’s to scream, ‘fuck you,’ while the other wants to know just what he wants to do to me. So, I do as I’m told, halting the vibrator’s movements. A curve of a smile plays on his lips.
“Good girl.” He reaches down, pulling the vibrator out of me, sending it buzzing to the floor.
He hovers over me and overpowers me with his kiss, making my body surrender to what he wants to give me. His dick brushes along my soaking folds. I sink my nails into his shoulders to try and keep myself upright.
“Do you need my cock, baby?” He murmurs against my lips. I nod, and he releases a chuckle from deep in his throat. “I need you to tell me, baby. You’ve spent all day doing so, and I know you can use your words.”
I don’t know where this sudden change has come from, but hell if I care.
“Yes, Dexter. I need you to fuck me. I need you to make me come.”
A devilish smirk plays on his lips as he leans back into me, kissing the side of my neck, working his way down to my breast. He sucks on my nipples, hard, while the tip of his finger teases just barely inside my core. I thrust upwards, begging for more. I’m in bliss when he gives in; one, then two, then three fingers fill me completely, his thumb circling my clit. He nips on my breasts harder, making them ache.
God damn, I’ve missed his touch.
I’m whimpering in ecstasy as I build up again, and if he doesn’t let me blow—I really might hurt him.
“I should have never denied you, baby. You’re so beautiful like this. Soaking my fingers.” His hot breath tickles in my ear. “Your eyes closed as you bite your lip because you’re so close. Your fucking moans.” His fingers pump harder and my pussy grips around them, my whole body tightening up. “After you come, baby, I’m going to slip my dick into you and pound the shit out of you. Fuck you until you scream this house down.”
His dirty talk is my undoing, and I unravel, gripping my hands into his hair, as I call out some version of his name.
He pulls his fingers out of me while I’m still trembling. I feel him move away, but it doesn’t register until I hear his demanding, husky voice say, “Get on your hands and knees.”
I manage to push myself up and maneuver on all fours, scooting to the edge of the bed where Dexter is.
“You look so sexy like this, baby.” His hand runs over my ass, and then he gives it a slap.
“Mmm,” I moan and wiggle my ass at him.
One hand grips my hip, while his dick rubs against my core. There’s no warning, no ‘ready baby,’ before he slams into me, launching me forward. I grip the sheets, trying to keep myself up as he slams into me over and over again.
“Is this what you’ve been needing?” He pants out between each thrust.
“Yesss—” I cry, thrusting my hips back into him, desperately needing to meet his urgency.
“Oh, no, baby. I’m in charge right now.” He holds my hips harder, stilling me, and takes back control. He arches me down lower, the hits now more urgent, hitting my g-spot each time. He’s as bad as I am after a long period of no sex, and two and half weeks is like a lifetime for us, becoming a crazed wild animal in heat.
“Dexter…” I scream, not being able to hold on anymore, and come again, more forceful than the last one. My body turns to mush, and I’m finding it hard to stay up. Dexter is still ramming into me like there's no tomorrow. I turn my head, wanting to admire him. His eyes are closed tightly, his abs contract with each stroke, and the sweat dripping down them makes his skin glow.
Dexter’s eyes open and he watches his dick move in and out of me. One of his many favorite sights.
“So fucking good,” he groans.
“Mmm, yes, it is.”
His eyes snap to me, catching me looking at him. I bite my lip, knowing just how it affects him. “Fuck,” he murmurs and shakes his head. He’s still holding back his release, but I know he’s close. Managing to get back on my hands, I thrust back into him.
“Fill me, Dexter, I want you to fucking fill me with your cum.”
His fingers dig into my hips, and with a gurgled moan, he comes deep inside of me.
I fall to the bed, on my side, trying to catch my breath. This was just what I needed. Dexter falls next to me and cradles me into his arms, kissing the side of my neck. “Thank you, Warden.”
He lets out a deep chuckle. "Anytime, prisoner."
4
I MADE IT TO MY DUE DATE. Right to the day.
Thank God.
Because honestly, every time Dexter and I had sex after that day, I was waiting for my water to break and for him to say, ‘I told you so.’
Dexter sits on the edge of the bed beside me, holding our newborn daughter, Rain. She’s absolutely perfect, and she looks just like me.
“Have I told you that even though you're an overbearing pain in the ass sometimes, I couldn’t have picked a better father for my kids.” I giggle, and run my fingers down the light stubble on his cheek.
“Even though you planned my murder a couple of times?” he asks.
“Even though.”
He leans down to kiss me. His tongue parts my lips, asking for more, and I gladly give it to him, forgetting my hospital surroundings.
A loud moan escapes my throat, followed by someone clearing their throat.
Julian walks over and slaps Dexter on the back. “Congrats, man. I’m happy to see you made it to this point, sated, and Meadow’s foot is not lodged in your ass.”
“I’m going to kill you,” Dexter grumbles, and Julian laughs before walking over to hug me.
“Congrats lady, she’s perfect.” He kisses my cheek and takes the baby from Dexter’s arms.
While everyone is paying attention to our daughter, Dexter sneaks in another kiss. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too.”
There’s a sudden mischievous gleam in his eye, and he leans in closer, his lips hovering over mine. “What do you say to maybe one more?”
I huff and shove his shoulder away. He laughs, and I know that’s the reaction he was going for. “If I had the energy to move from his bed right now, I would stick that foot in your ass, Greene.”
“Well, it’s a good thing you can’t move.” He kisses me quickly before I can protest and goes to collect our crying newborn.
That man is really going to drive me nuts for the rest of my days. Forever and ever.
And I’m okay with that.
The End
If you loved Meadow and Dexter and want to read their story from the beginning, you can check it out here in: The Love Plan (A friends to lovers romance)
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My Sugar
Wheels & Hogs #4.5
D.M. Earl
My woman needs a break and I have the perfect solution. A weekend away from life's BS where we can finally be alone.
1
Des
Watching Trinity scroll through the different websites is making my head spin. Standing directly behind her while she does her search, both Cadence and Wolf sit across from us acting like the assh
oles they are.
“Des, how about one of those Sybaris joints? There should be enough visual stimulation to get your shit up and working at your age.”
Cadence cracks himself up and starts giggling like a bitch. Wolf is trying hard not to burst into laughter; even Trinity fights not to laugh. She does let out the snort she can’t hold in, which turns into her shoulders shaking with her giggles.
“I’m glad y’all find it funny I want to take care of my woman. Cadence, when you went for that couple’s pedicure a couple of weeks ago with Trinity, did I give you shit? No, I commended you on being supportive.”
At my words Wolf lets loose, bellowing with uncontrollable laughter.
“Dude, you went to a girly place and had your ‘toes’ done? Goddamn, that is worse than letting Hope paint them hot pink in the summer. Wait until the guys hear this, they are gonna lose their shit.”
Wolf grins Cadence’s way as the kid shifts in his seat uncomfortably.
“Fuck, Des, you said that would stay between us. Son of a bitch, the guys will never let me live this shit down. Fuck and I was even thinking of going again, my feet have never been so smooth and soft.”
As we all start laughing hysterically, Cadence finally realizes what he had divulged and turns a shade of red I’ve never seen before on someone’s face. That makes us all laugh even harder, including Trinity. And for her to laugh so hard being pregnant, I just know this is coming when she pushes up from my desk, trying to run-waddle, screaming like a banshee.
“Damn it, Cadence, I got to pee. You better pray to God I make it to the restroom. Your babies are pressing on my bladder constantly.”
As she pushes out the door of my office, all three of us continue to hold our guts and howl like crazy men. And damn it feels fucking awesome. So much of daily life is pressing down on all of us and sometimes a good chuckle cannot only brighten your day but also release some of the stress bearing down on ya. That is my hope for taking Dee Dee away for the weekend. Get away from the hustle and bustle. Relax and just enjoy ourselves. And maybe even get me some. Yeah, I’m a dude.
Wolf pushes up from his seat and takes Trinity’s spot in front of the computer. As he pushes keys, I’m still amazed the big dude is so fluent in computers. I’m lucky to be able to find Google.
“Des, check this place out. It is for couples but a bit different. There are different types of cabins and you pick the one that fits your style. They have all kinds of outdoor activities like fishing, horseback riding, campfires, and hiking just to name a few. And it is close enough to town that you and Dee Dee can hit the town and shop or get a nice dinner.”
As I browse through the website, I realize this is exactly what I’m looking for. Not too far from home but far enough to take my woman’s mind off all the shit that is life. With work, kids, and the bullshit of day-to-day she needs a break from it all. Especially Daisy. Those two have been going at it since, shit, I don’t know, it seems like forever. As her man, I need to step in and give her some solace. And that is what I’m gonna do. I find the cabin that is farthest away from the lodge and after reviewing it, reach for my wallet. I throw my credit card on the desk within reach for Wolf.
“Wolf, book this for me for next weekend. This cabin and, if possible, add some champagne and snacks for when we arrive. Oh, and some flowers too.”
Both men stare, mouths hanging open in my direction. Okay I’ll give into their shock. I know I’m a decent guy but most think of me like a ‘real man’ not one who can be very romantic if the mood hits me. Dee Dee knows this of course, but it’s not something I advertise.
“What the fuck you two stooges lookin’ at? Cadence, like you don’t bring Trinity flowers every Friday and, Wolf, don’t get me started on how you treat a woman when they are in your life.”
“Damn, Des, didn’t think you had that kind of shit in you. I know Trinity and Dee Dee talk but Trin has never, in all the years we have been together, said your woman has shared your romantic side.”
Watching these two idiots start to cackle again, I have had enough. Just as Trinity walks in I grab my credit card and hand it off to her.
“Darlin’, can you book this for me for next weekend? The cabin on the computer screen is the one I want, if available, and add some champagne, snacks, and flowers. I would greatly appreciate it.”
She looks up at me with shock in her eyes, but immediately after seeing my look, walks around the desk, shoves Wolf out of the chair, and starts reserving the cabin.
At least someone can take directions without giving me lip.
Driving home to Dee Dee I’m smiling, ‘cause I can’t wait to share with her what I have set up. Well, with the help of Trinity and Wolf mainly. Our concern for Daisy is taking over, and especially Dee Dee is feeling the emotional beat down. Our lives have been hell for quite a while and we need a fuckin’ break. So we are getting one. And Daisy is getting a mini vacation, as she will be staying with Trinity, Hope, and Cadence. The one place she actually enjoys being.
Pulling into our driveway, I am yet again amazed at how my life took that turn years ago when Dee Dee and I finally accepted we were meant to be. It has been wonderful but also work. I wouldn’t change a damn thing. That woman owns my heart and soul. Before I even get out of my truck, Dee Dee is charging my way with a murderous look on her face. Not one word out of my mouth. Fuck.
“Des, she is going to be the death of me. When did my beautiful quiet daughter turn into the Tasmanian Devil with attitude? I can’t take much more, babe. She is killing me slowly.”
Not wanting to share with her our plans for the next weekend in the driveway, but knowing in my soul she needs something, I give her what she needs. Pulling her close, my hands move to grab her ass and hold her tight as I lean down to her to give her a kiss on those lips I love.
“Sugar, hang on for a minute or two. Let’s get inside first then we will deal with Daisy’s latest drama. But know, woman, I have your back.”
Leaning back so she can look at my face, Dee Dee must like what she sees ‘cause she face-plants into my chest as her hands go into my jeans pocket, holding me just a bit closer. Together we head in to face whatever is waiting.
2
Dee Dee
Thank God Des pulled into the driveway when he did. I was very close to strangling my youngest. Not sure where that lip came from, but I am at my wit’s end. As we walk arm in arm into the house, I watch Daisy’s lip curl up at the sight of us. As childish as it sounds ‘whatever, kid.’
“Des, wash up, dinner is ready. Jagger is working so it is just the three of us. Made your favorite, babe.”
Smiling my way, he makes his way to the kitchen sink, grabbing Daisy by the neck and giving her a kiss on the cheek. She grins his way but also pulls away. I don’t miss the look of concern that crosses his face before he blanks it.
I pull the meatloaf out of the oven to let it sit for a few, then grab the mashed potatoes to fill a serving dish, placing it on the table. Next I snag the broccoli and cauliflower, serving that up as well. By this time both Des and Daisy are sitting at the table. I throw the towel over my shoulder at the sink and take my seat. Like a rehearsed dance we say grace and then start filling our plates.
“My Sugar and Little Queen, how were your days? We were swamped at the garage. Not sure if it is the change in the season. With fall around the corner, people are worried and want to service their cars. Ya know, before the cold weather.”
His gaze sweeps first my way then to Daisy. She glances up at him, nods slightly, then concentrates on her plate. A plate that has two trees of broccoli, two trees of cauliflower, and an end cut of meatloaf. No spuds. Go figure.
“Being I was off today, babe, I did the usual. Grocery shopping, cleaning, clothes, took the fur babies for their annual checkup. And made dinner. My usual day off.”
Before Des can say a word, Daisy screeches across the table at me.
“Mom, why did you take the dogs and cats without me? You know I always go w
ith and help. See, you really don’t want me around.”
She then leans back, crosses her arms, and shoots daggers my way.
“Daisy, your mom had the time. I doubt she intentionally left you out. Saying that, I want to talk to you both about something. I think we all need a break. This household is like a war zone and I don’t like it. So next weekend, Daisy, you are going to spend time with Trinity, Hope, and Cadence. Sugar, we are going away for a couple of days.”
My mouth drops open. What does that even mean? Des is not a romantic type of guy; yeah, he can buy flowers or expensive gifts, but a spur of the moment couple weekend? Nope just not him not him at all.
“Des, really, I can go for the weekend to the Powers’ house? And spend time with little Hope. I would love that. What do you think, Mom, is that going to be okay?”
My head zips Daisy’s way. She hasn’t been this excited in a long time. Not to mention that smile on my beautiful girl’s face. My heart warms just seeing her so happy.
“Daisy, if you want to then yes, sweetie, I’m good with it. Des, what do you have planned for us? Hoping not another camping or cabin trip. The last one almost killed me with that poison ivy rash. Well, come on, give it to me.”
Shaking his head and smiling his wicked sexy grin, I know he isn’t going to share. Then he surprises me.
“Just to put you at ease, Dee Dee, I had help planning the weekend. That is all I’m gonna say. So now, Daisy, tell me about your day.”
As we eat dinner, it is the first one in what feels like forever that is close to our old normal. That is without a battle scene.
Later that evening after dinner, dishes, and some family TV, as Des is in the bathroom getting ready for bed, I walk down the hall to hear Daisy on the phone with whom I assume is Trinity. Not intentionally eavesdropping, I’m shocked at my daughter’s admission.
