Mister Big Stuff: A Single Mom Friends to Lovers Novel

by Parker, Weston

  She smiled at me around my cock and then took me down so deep, my head popped into the space behind her tonsils and locked in with suction. She moaned, and her vibrations had me almost ready to come. I pulled away and smiled.

  “Not just yet, baby. I’ve got better plans for that. But first, I want to make you come.”

  She laid back on the bed with both knees bent to show off her glistening pussy, which I couldn’t wait to get to. Like her, I was a bit greedy for a taste, so I crawled up on the bed and dipped down between her legs.

  I drew my nose between her folds and breathed in her intoxicating scent. Then, I licked her from her clit to her tight, back star and tickled the spot until she clenched.

  I moved back to her clit, and she moaned. I knew she needed more. I penetrated her with my fingers, two moving nice and slow into her tight hole. Her walls were pulsing, pulling me inside her deeper, and I couldn’t help but want them to be working around my cock like that.

  I moved up on my knees and held her legs apart. I centered my cock and nudged my hips forward to bury it deeply.

  “David.” She breathed my name, and I met her eyes, searching hers as if they held every answer in the universe.

  “What’s the matter, baby?” I moved my hips faster, lifting her legs so I could pound hard against her tender g-spot. She cried out in pleasure.

  “It’s so—It feels so good.” She was in a daze of pleasure, and I loved to see her in a state of bliss where she was so consumed by me that she could barely complete a sentence.

  “I’m going to make you come so good, baby.” I pulled her down to the edge of the bed and stood beside it, taking her legs and turning her to one side as I stroked her soft button. She moaned and closed her eyes, and I came down to capture her mouth and slipped my tongue deep where my cock had been.

  I could taste myself on her, and it only made me hotter.

  “I’m so close.” She could barely strain the words out, and then, she writhed, screaming out in ecstasy as her release consumed her.

  Her tight pussy quaked around my cock, pulsing and milking until I thought I couldn’t hold it any longer. Sure enough, a minute later, I plunged deep into her and stayed there, my seed spilling inside her and filling her up. As I continued to thrust, it splashed us both.

  I slid my cock out of her and stretched out beside her on the bed, kissing her shoulder as she curled against my chest. Her nipples grazed against me, and I stroked her back slowly. Her skin was like silk, warm and smooth beneath my touch, and her hair was even softer, like angel wings. It slipped through my fingers as I closed my eyes.

  I could hold her in that moment forever, but I wasn’t done, and neither was she. Her hand snaked down to my shaft, and she found it hard and ready for round two.

  “I want to go to the shower, David.”

  “Your wish is my command.” I moved to the edge of the bed and took her hand, pulling her up with me.

  She led the way, and I followed, keeping myself pressed tightly against her. She turned the water on and took my hand, leading me into the shower where she wrapped her arms around my broad shoulders.

  “I wanted to call you so badly last night,” I said. “To think, we could have been doing all of this sooner?” I leaned down and kissed her, and she giggled.

  “I stayed at my parents’ house. I didn’t want to come home all alone and miss you. I guess I didn’t want Sierra asking me a lot of questions, either.”

  “I hate that I let her down. It’s the last thing I ever want to do to either of you.” I brought my mouth down on hers as my hands moved up to cup and tease her breasts. After I’d coaxed both of her nipples back into peaks, I moved a hand back down to her soft mound and rubbed it with firm pressure.

  She moaned and wiggled against me. “It’s so sensitive.”

  “I think I should be a bit easier on it this time around then, don’t you think?”

  She gave a soft giggle and then squealed as I went to my knees and worshipped her little-wet pussy.

  My dick was throbbing to be inside of her, but this moment was all for her. I took my time licking and teasing, and then, once I had her panting, I pressed two fingers together and slipped them inside, fucking her steadily with a come-hither motion.

  She leaned her back against the steamy tile, thrusting her hips out to give me better access. She panted and moaned with every movement of my fingers inside her, and the sound of it had me rock hard and aching for her. She writhed with every touch, and her legs trembled like she could barely stand. I knew she was getting close again. Moments later, she threw her head back and moaned, filling the shower with the echoing sounds of her pleasure. Her tight slit pulsed as her juices spilled into my palm.

  “You get so wet,” I said, slipping down to feast on her nectar.

  She panted and cried out my name as I continued relentlessly. When I was done, her little pussy had another reason to purr.

  I got to my feet, and she kissed me hard. “I’ve never come so much in my life as I do with you.” Her voice was breathless.

  I had mixed emotions about her past experience. On one hand, I thought it was a shame that she hadn’t experienced so much pleasure before. On the other, I was glad I could deliver and do for her what Doug or any other man couldn’t.

  “I’m glad it’s good for you. I love to make you come, baby.” I rubbed my cock against her mound and reached down to stroke her slit with it.

  “I haven’t had any experience, really. Just you and Doug.”

  “You’ve never been with anyone else?”

  She shook her head, and I hated Doug even more. He’d been my only competition.

  “I wish it was only you. But you’re the only one who has mattered.” She said it with such conviction that I believed her.

  “Did you ever love him?” I needed to know if her heart had been her guide.

  She met my eyes. “No. I was so mixed up about you. Doug had tried to get me back since prom when I went out with you. He hadn’t liked that, and with you not around and no hope, I decided to be with him. I’d ended things and swore I’d never be with him again after that one time, but then I found out about Sierra. I was pregnant with his child, and when I told him, he accepted responsibility. I loved him for that, I suppose. Or at least respected him for it, but it wasn’t ever the love I have for you.”

  I wished she’d just said it back then. If she had only spoken the words, it would have given me hope and made things a hell of a lot easier on us both. But then, she wouldn’t have had Sierra, unless she was mine.

  I pushed my cock into her pussy and tongued her mouth all at once, overwhelming her with my passion. She moaned and rocked her hips, so I pulled my mouth away and hitched up her legs, which she pinned against the opposite wall.

  I thrust my hips slowly, grinding into her. We worked up such a rhythm that we were both close to our release, but I was determined to give hers first. I reached down and stroked her tight, back hole, and just touching it sent her over the edge. Her pulsating walls milked my cock, and it felt so good to be so deep inside of her.

  My cock head swelled as the last waves of her orgasm washed through her. As she stilled, holding on to me with a fist-like grip, I spilled my hot load, soaking her walls. I jerked inside her and fucked her a little bit while my seed spilled down her legs.

  I pulled my cock out of her. She tried planting her feet, but her knees buckled beneath her, still shaking from the aftershocks of her pleasure. I held her up, keeping her body pressed to mine. In my arms, I washed her soft flesh and slipped my hands between her legs to get every inch of her clean.

  When I was finished, I stepped out of the shower and grabbed two towels. She followed, still wobbling, and I dried her off and picked her up to carry her to the bed. I tucked her beneath the covers and curled up beside her.

  “We need to talk about things, Allison.”

  “I know. I’m ready to talk. I know there’s no anger in you at the moment.”

  “There
’s never anger for you. I just need to know if there’s a chance. I have to see if she’s mine.”

  “I really didn’t think there was until you said it. Katrina teased me a time a two, but I didn’t think it was possible. I’d bled right after we were together, so I didn’t think you could have gotten me pregnant. With me being with him, it seemed more likely. But when you said it, I guess I just felt threatened. I don’t know. Scared that you’d think I knew and kept the truth from you on purpose. Of course, there’s still a chance she’s Doug’s daughter.”

  “Come on,” I said. “Look at her. You don’t see it?”

  It was clear as a fucking bell to me, especially now that I knew there was a chance. It was like a light in the tunnel, leading me home to her.

  “I admit, I see it now,” she said. “But when she was born, she was so pale, and her eyes were much lighter. She did favor Doug a bit more. People even said she was daddy’s girl.”

  I wanted to puke at the thought of someone else being my little girl’s daddy. “If it is true, there is so much lost time to make up for.”

  “I know, and I feel horrible thinking you could have been cheated out of that. We need to know, so we can make it right. But I’m so scared.”

  “I know you are,” I said. “But don’t be.”

  “It’s easy for you to say. We’ll have to do this behind Doug’s back. If she’s his, he can never know I did it. But then, what happens to us? I don’t want to lose you.” Tears flowed, and she buried her head against my chest.

  I pulled her close and kissed her lips. I never wanted her to think she could lose me. Not ever again. I held her tight until she fell asleep in my arms.

  Chapter 28

  Allison

  David held me all night, and it was strange waking up next to him in my own bed. After smothering me with kisses, he got up and pulled on his pants. “I’m going to go find us something to eat. You need your strength for round three.”

  Heat blossomed between my legs, and I rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up, finding my robe at the foot of the bed. I slipped it on and went to the bathroom where I waited my turn. He washed his hands, gargled some of my mouthwash, and went to the kitchen, leaving me there to freshen up alone.

  The sex had been amazing, but my breakdown had hindered our conversation. It was good to know that he’d reassured me on the subject of him leaving me. But I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d thought any more on the subject.

  I went to the kitchen to find him. “I’m sorry about crying like a big baby.”

  I felt like a fool for bawling, but I couldn’t help myself. It was like every emotion I’d had over the past month had accumulated all at once and leaked out of my face in one big, ugly crying fit.

  He waved a spatula at me from the frying pan. “Don’t apologize. I knew this was going to be emotional, and that’s why I had such a hard time bringing it up to begin with. But look, I don’t want you to worry. If she’s his, I’ll respect that, even though I don’t respect him, but I’m not leaving you. I’ve done enough of that in my life.”

  “But what about if she’s yours? You know Doug’s not going to be happy until he’s made our lives miserable.”

  “I’m not worried about that,” he said. “Money talks. We’ll get a lawyer, present Doug with a settlement that he can’t refuse, and we’ll never have to see him again.”

  “I hope it’s that easy. He loves Sierra in his own way, and she loves the only man she’s ever known as her father, as a father. We’re going to have to prepare ourselves for how it’s going to affect her. She could be angry, happy, resentful. There’s really no telling.”

  “I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she’s happy, whether I’m her father or not. I promise you. And as for me? I’ll be the happiest man on earth.”

  “You really care about her, don’t you?”

  His eyes lit up. “She’s the neatest kid ever, as far as I’m concerned. But her awesomeness is another reason why I refuse to believe she belongs to that asshole.”

  “She might get that awesomeness from me, thank you very much.” I feigned insult and stepped up to the counter beside him.

  “I think she does.” He leaned over and kissed me. “I know that’s where she gets her beauty. I’ve always wanted a family. A beautiful wife and a little princess I could love and spoil rotten.”

  “So, when do you want to get this test?”

  “As long as you’re all for it, we’ll do it as soon as possible,” he said. “I can pay someone to rush the results even, and make sure it’s all done legally and with witnesses so that it can’t be disputed.”

  “And then what?” I needed to know where we went from there.

  “Then, if she’s mine, we raise our beautiful daughter together.” He shrugged like it was the simplest thing in the world.

  “And if she’s not?” I held my breath and waited for the answer.

  “Then we raise your beautiful daughter together?” He looked at me with hopeful eyes. “I don’t want to spend another day without you in my life. Both of you.”

  The tears came again, spilling down my cheeks in fat drops, and he turned off the stove, dropped the spatula, and pulled me into his arms to kiss me.

  After I wiped my tears and settled down, he served me some sunny-side-up eggs and joined me at the table. “So? Are we in this?”

  “Yes,” I said. “And I never thought I’d say this, but I guess I’m officially dating my boss. Do you think that’s going to cause any problems?”

  “Nah. As long you promise to fuck me at least once a week on that desk. Maybe one or two blowjobs a week. And that’s minimum.”

  I playfully slapped at his shoulder, and he leaned over to kiss my forehead. “That office sex was pretty amazing, baby.”

  “I agree.” I turned pink thinking of how I’d almost been busted by Greyson. “We’ll have to change the locks, so Greyson doesn’t see something he shouldn’t.”

  “He’s going to have to learn to knock.” David took a bite of his eggs and ran his toast through the runny yolk.

  “Yeah, he nearly got me the other day.” I brought my fork to my lips, and he gave me a quizzical look. “I was so worked up thinking about you. I had to fight my urges. Thank goodness that I managed. No telling what he’d have walked in on.”

  He fanned himself with his fork. “I would’ve had to poke his eyes out.” He gestured with the fork, and I laughed.

  “Maybe he’ll walk in while you’re sliding on a condom, and it will do the job for you.”

  He nearly spat out his juice. “I still laugh every time I think about that. It was the only fucking one we had. We were so green then.”

  “It was sweet. You were so gentle with me.”

  “I should have had my ass kicked. It’s no wonder we didn’t get you pregnant then.”

  “That would have been terrible,” I said. “Me a junior, and you a senior? Our parents would have killed us. You should have seen my poor mother’s face when I admitted we’d done it on prom night.”

  His eyes went wide. “Dammit. Well, you realize this means I can never see your parents again, right?”

  I gave him a kick beneath the table. “She said she won’t tell Daddy.”

  He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

  “So, you thought I was good that first time?” he asked.

  “Well, to be honest, I didn’t have any experience back then. And the second time—Prom Night—that’s all I had to compare it to.”

  “At least I didn’t slap you in the face with a contraceptive.”

  “No, but you probably knocked me up,” I said.

  “What about last night? Are you protected?” He didn’t seem too bothered by the need to ask.

  I met his eyes to assure him. “I’m on the pill, so yes.”

  His eyes burned on mine. “I remember laying you back and diving down under that dress. You had on so many layers of fucking clothes, I didn’t think I’d ever get you nake
d.”

  “My mother had talked me into wearing hose. I remember you ripped them.”

  “I shredded those things.” He laughed. “I relived that night so many times while I was away. Most of the guys had dirty magazines and pictures they all passed around, even if it was some man’s old lady, but I had the best image in my mind. I’d close my eyes and see you panting beneath me, feel your body close to me. I got lost in it.”

  “You really did that?” I blushed, thinking of him thinking of me.

  He laughed. “Like you’ve never? You just admitted to me that you were nearly three-fingers deep when Greyson walked in.”

  I gave him a sideward glance. “I might have relived it, too, but I’m just surprised to hear you did.”

  “I loved you. I wanted to go back home to you so badly, and when I finally had the chance, I got word that you were pregnant and getting married. I put you out of my mind then. The dream was gone, so I let a career in the Air Force be my dream.”

  “We have right now,” I said. “No more regret. Let’s move forward.”

  “Sounds good to me.” He leaned over and kissed me, and soon enough, I dropped my fork, and he pulled me into his lap, where he ground against me.

  “When you said you wanted to raise her together, what did you mean?” I asked. “I mean, together as a couple, yes, but what kind of couple?”

  “A mommy and a daddy couple, I guess,” he said. “If that’s what you want, of course. I don’t need a piece of paper to know you’re mine forever, but we’ll get one if you want it.”

  “Yes, I do want it, but we don’t have to rush. First, I want a piece of paper proving you’re Sierra’s father.”

  He ground his hips against me tightening the grip he had on my ass. He lifted me up against the table, standing between my legs which he picked up and put over his shoulders as his hand snaked down to tug his pants down.

  His cock bounced between his legs, jutting forward from his hips and licking against my sex as he searched for my entrance. I reached down and centered him, and he thrust hard to enter me.