by C. M. Steele
“I pegged you as a Madden guy.”
Tobias turns his head and says, “They’re too young to play it. It can be fun, though.”
He winks at me and then the game says, “Finish Him.” Oh, they are playing Mortal Kombat.
“Girls are distracting,” Tobias says, nudging Connor with his elbow.
“You’re just saying that because you lost. Auntie Ava, you want to play?”
“Um…I don’t even know how to play.” I’d never played video games in my entire life. When I was finally away from home and hanging out with people who played video games, I still wasn’t interested, but the way he asks so sweetly I can’t resist.
“Come here. I’ll show you.” Tobias pulls me down onto his lap as I round the sofa. I blush, and the boys smile.
“They’re going to kiss again.”
“No. I’m going to be a good boy. I promise. I just want to show her the controls.” He winks at me, grinding his hips forward under me.
“That’s the wrong joystick,” I whisper.
“You already know how to play with that one.” He takes his controller and places it in my hands, cradling mine around it while setting his on top.
“Then teach me this one and save the other one for later.”
“You’re going to pay for teasing me, babe.”
“Says the man who put me on his lap. I could have sat all by myself.”
“It’s a much better seat.”
“I can’t really complain. Now show me so I can kick some butt.” He tells me how to use it, and then I play against Connor. I lose automatically. In a flurry of kicks, he beats me up. I pout. “That’s not fair.”
“So cute, but boys, be nice. She needs to learn how to play before you destroy her, or she won’t play anymore.”
“Fine.” He takes it easy on me, but I’m still not good and get beaten down for the second time.
“Thanks for not pummeling me, but I’m done playing for now. I need these hands to form the dough.”
I hand the controller to Greyson who grins sinisterly at Connor as he moves to the floor closer to each other. I lift off Tobias’s lap, but he drags me back down onto him, fisting my ponytail. “Now I can kiss you.” He bends me backward over the cushions and crushes his lips to mine. My fingers dig into his hair, clinging to him as we kiss like horny teenagers. I feel like Jason Vorhees’s going to come get us and chop us up because we’re ignoring the boys.
“The boys,” I whisper as I drag my lips away.
“Sorry. I got carried away.”
“Soon, big boy.”
“Hey, Greyson, get the controller out of your mouth.”
When he looks back at me I see the joke in his eyes, but I beat him to it. “You weren’t complaining last night.”
“You can suck on my controller all you want. Fuck, I love them, but I need you alone soon.”
“I promise to make it up to you later,” I whisper, kissing his cheek and moving out of his grasp. “Getting slow in your old age?” I say, taking off running.
“No running in the house,” Connor says.
“Good boy. Stay here. I have to teach her a lesson.”
“We’re good. Daddy likes to teach Mommy lessons sometimes. Although they lock the door.” I listen by the door to the kitchen. Seconds later, I hear his footsteps and I run to the laundry room off the kitchen through the other door. His movements change and he comes into the laundry room with his eyes dark.
“Now, you know we’re setting a bad example on the boys.”
“Oh, I’m starting to think they’re used to their parents kissing all the time, but running in the house is a no-no, young lady. I’m going to have to spank that ass of yours.” I purposely turn around, popping my hips back. He lowers my joggers, slipping his fingers into my pussy instead, catching me by surprise. “I love playing with your buttons,” he says, sucking on my earlobe.
“We only have a couple of minutes.”
“I turned the television up.” I can hear the video game going as Tobias drops his jeans, freeing his cock. With a single thrust, he’s buried inside of me from behind. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunts, slowly gliding his length in and out. His hand comes over my mouth and then his other comes down on my ass. “No more running,” he warns, massaging where he reddened my ass. Wetness drips from me, coating his cock and my thighs. It feels too good, and I need more.
“Fuck, Tobias.”
“And the cursing, young lady.” His hand slaps my ass again, and I come hard.
“I’m coming,” I moan, bouncing on his cock.
“I’m with you. You feel so fucking good.” He rests his head on my back between my shoulders. He whispers something that gets muffled by my body.
“We need to check on the boys.” The game is still going, and I hear the telltale “Finish Him,” so I know we have another minute at least. He pulls out of me and then slides my bottoms up before fixing his clothes. He quickly cups my pussy like he’s trying to keep his cum inside me. “Mine,” he growls, taking my mouth. As fast as he comes, he leaves. He runs upstairs to his bathroom and I go out to the bathroom down on the first floor. After I pee and wash up, I check on the kids who are continuing to play.
“I hope Uncle Tobias wasn’t too hard on you.” He was oh so hard on me, but that’s not something they need to know about.
“No, he was just teasing.”
“I’m back. Who won?”
“I won three times and Connor won two times.”
“Well I need to make the crust and set up the ingredients. See you guys in the kitchen in twenty minutes.” I leave them there and go prep the counter for them, setting up the cheese and sauce stations while chopping up different toppings for me and Tobias. I sear up some sausage in a pan and then chop it up to be added to the pizza. Then I use the same pan to sauté the mushrooms because I love them. Right on time they barrel through the door with each one being carried by Tobias; one on each arm. God, he’s got sexy dad written all over him.
“That’s a good look on you.”
“One day.”
He sets them down and they climb the stools. He slides up to my side. “This looks pretty amazing.” Just as he’s about to steal another kiss, his phone rings.
“I bet it’s John.” He steps away from the counter.
Chapter 9
Tobias
“Hey, what’s up?” I answer, pulling away from Ava and the boys just in case they don’t have good news.
“It’s good as can be. We’re coming home to get the boys after we pick up Marisa. Louisa changed her mind and wants the boys to be home with her. She’s arriving in twenty minutes at the airport. As soon as we have her, we’ll make our way back to the ranch. She would have been going to the hospital tonight, but visiting hours will be over by the time we make it back to the hospital. Anyway, how are they doing?”
“They are doing good. We’re about to make pizza with Ava.”
“Can you take some pictures? Louisa would love that. Something to brighten her mood.”
“Cool. I’ll see you. Be careful.”
“Thanks so much, Tobias.”
“No problem. They’ve been amazing. Besides, I’m a pretty cool uncle.” Someone calls him and he has to go. I turn on my phone’s camera and snap shots of the kids. Ava has them spreading sauce on the individual pizzas. They load cheese on it, stealing the shredded mozzarella and shoving it in their mouths. Ava and I are sharing one large crust.
“What do you want on your pizza, Tobias?”
“What are you putting on your side?”
“Sausage, mushrooms, onions, and green pepper.”
“A Chicago classic. That works for me, too. Do we have enough to make another pizza?”
“Yes, we do.” She makes another crust out of the leftover dough. We do a half sausage, half cheese for it and then we work on ours. She ladles the sauce on while I sprinkle on onions and green pepper. She adds the sauteed mushrooms and sausage and I finish it off w
ith a lot of cheese just like the boys’, stealing some to snack on. Chicago-style thin crust is the way to go. The oven’s ready to go and we insert theirs on the rack above ours and then set the timer for theirs. Ours will need a little longer.
“So how about we watch a movie?” I want a reason to sit in the dark with my woman, stealing kisses and touches. I just came inside her and I’m ready to go again. Every time I look at her, my heart thumps wildly and I imagine a future with her in it. She’s going to be the center of my world.
“How about we straighten up the kitchen and let Auntie Ava pick out the movie?”
“I don’t know what to watch?”
“Scooby-Doo!”
“Okay. I’ll pick a Scooby-Doo movie.” She kisses my cheek before leaving us to clean up the mess.
“Do you love her, Uncle?”
“That’s an adult conversation.”
“Fine.”
“Let’s go watch the movie.” I lead them into the living room. Both of the boys saddle up with Ava, cuddling with her, so I have to take the love seat. She hits play, and we watch it for a few minutes when the timer dings.
“I’ll go check on the pizzas.”
My phone goes off with a text from John. We have Marisa. On our way now.
Cool. Drive safe.
It’s completely done, so I pull them out and set them out to cool while giving ours another ten minutes and add the second large pizza. I prepare their plates and drinks just as Ava comes in the room. “It smells so good in here.”
“You smell good,” I growl, pulling her into my arms.
“I smell like you.” She reaches up on her toes and kisses me quickly, attempting to sneak away.
I kiss her again then let her go. “Good. It’ll keep other men away.”
“Silly.” She shakes her head at me. She thinks I’m playing, but I’m not. I love that she smells like me because I’m a fucking beast when it comes to her. I don’t want any bastards sniffing around my Ava.
“So John and Louisa should be here in thirty minutes or less,” I inform her as she cleans up the kitchen.
“Great. I’m glad we’re making the second pizza. Let me check on them,” she says, grabbing the oven mitts.
“Don’t you trust me?” I gasp, pressing my hand to my chest.
She raises her brow, tilting her head with her lips pursed. “You hired me because you can’t cook for shit.”
“Yeah, but you did all the prep work.”
“Timing still matters. Do you want to cut these up for the little ones?”
“Sure.”
“Okay. I need to take ours out.” She takes it out and sets it on the stove while I cut the boys’ pizzas.
“Let me call them in here.”
“We can take it to them.”
For the next twenty minutes we eat, and then I hear a truck pull into the driveway. Looking out the window, I see it’s John. They all come out and walk toward the house.
“Guess who’s here!”
“Mommy and Daddy!” Greyson runs to the door and opens it.
“You’re back,” Connor cries out, running into his mom’s arms.
“We missed you so we came back early, but look at who we brought with us.”
“Auntie Marisa,” they say in unison. “We’re staying with Uncle Tobias and Auntie Ava.”
“Well, since Auntie Marisa isn’t in town long you’re going to come home tonight. Maybe another night you can stay,” I tell the boys.
“Okay. Auntie Marisa, can you read us a book tonight?”
“I’d love to.”
“Let’s get your things, boys.” They run to get their two toys they brought with.
“Say thank you,” John tells the boys.
“Thank you Uncle Tobias and Auntie Ava.” They give us both great big hugs and kiss Ava’s cheek before John starts helping them with their shoes and coats.
“Auntie Ava?” She looks between Ava and me. I slide my hand to the small of my woman’s back. Marisa walks past the boys and smiles. “Ava, it’s so good to see you again.”
Ava throws her arms around Marisa. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure. I wish it weren’t necessary. So you and the curmudgeon?”
“Everyone says that, but he’s a total sweetheart.”
“Holy shit. You’ve got her fooled.”
“Yep.” I nod and hug her tighter to my side. “Now that I’ve got her, I’m not letting her go.”
“I always knew you were a smart man despite being a jock.”
“We’re going to get going so you two can have some time together.”
“We have pizza.”
“Thank you, but we’re tired and we’re going to take the boys to see my parents in the morning. They want to see the boys as well. I can’t thank you two enough for watching them,” Louisa sighs, throwing her arms around Ava.
“Do you want to take it with you? Half sausage, half cheese.”
“I’m starving,” Marisa says.
“Let me wrap it up and you can take it to go.” Ava disappears into the kitchen while we get them ready to go. Once they’re completely bundled up Ava hands Marisa the pizza. Young kids can really be hard to wrangle up when it’s time to go.
“We can’t thank you enough,” John says.
“Just take care. Keep me up to date.”
“I should be back the day after,” John says. I can tell he’s concerned about being away from work so long, forcing more on everyone else’s plate.
“Okay. If you need more time, just let me know.” He nods and then he leads his family out to their truck.
The second they’re gone, I lock up the house and carry Ava upstairs. I want her naked and wrapped up in my arms. “We have to wake up early.”
“No. I need to. You need to stay in bed completely naked waiting for me to return.”
“You’re nuts. Who would feed you?”
“You got a point, gorgeous. Fine, but you go back to bed right after.”
“I’m sure I can manage that.”
I climb up her body, licking and kissing a path up her thighs to her wet center. I need her every second of every day. "So sexy. Delicious. Do you want me to eat your sweet pussy? I can't get enough. It's my favorite meal."
"Tobias. Please, I need." My tongue lashes across her slit, spanking her nub. Her legs quake, throbbing against my ears as I mouth fuck her core. Slipping one finger inside, I bend it like I'm summoning her release, stroking the spot that has her rolling, arching, and crying out. The second she rides out her orgasm on my face, I lose control. It takes everything in me to hold on to it as long as I do. Ava brings out the devilish lover I never knew I was.
I rise up like a snake over her with my cock poised to penetrate her wetness. I rock my hips, diving into her and then meet her sexy eyes. "Back where I belong. I don't know what your pussy likes more. My tongue or my cock."
"Both. She's greedy. Now fuck me, please."
"Such good manners," I growl, pumping into her sodden warmth as it grips me to the brink of pain. My load is ready to fill her womb. The thought of her carrying my babies runs through my mind with every thrust. It’s irrational and way too soon, but fuck if I care. I want Ava for the rest of our lives. “You feel incredible.”
“I need you to fuck me, Tobias.” I pump hard as her walls flex and she comes on my cock. I let go and spill every drop into her womb.
“I’ll never get enough of you.” We kiss until we’re breathless and pass out.
Leaving her this morning had been painful. I want to go back and hold her until she sees how much I need her, but I have so much to do since we’re shorthanded with John out and the only work done yesterday had been feeding the animals
I did manage to order the phone last night. It’s supposed to be delivered in a couple of hours completely activated with the new number, but I can’t wait for the delivery. The thought of some other man at our home when I’m not there pisses me off. It’s nuts, but I’ve gone full crazy whe
n it comes to Ava.
Never in my life have I felt the need to grow old with someone until I saw her in my bedroom right where she belonged—a gift so perfect for me. I told her I’d come back for lunch and it’s almost time. Hopefully, her phone comes while I’m there. I pull out my phone and track the package. It’s on its way and will be there between twelve and two.
I rush through the morning routine and get back to the house just after twelve. The driver’s there at the door with my woman. She’s smiling politely up at him, but he’s standing too motherfucking close and her face slowly loses that smile.
“I’m back, babe.” He startles when he sees me. Yep. My instincts were right. He was hitting on her.
“Welcome home, honey,” she calls out. I take the steps two at a time. As soon as I reach the top, my full size comes into view, and I can read his fear.
“Have a good day,” the driver says, practically running off my porch.
“Fucking can’t leave you alone for a little while.”
“Sorry. The pitfalls of sleeping with a beautiful woman.”
She rolls her eyes and saunters into the house with an air of playfulness, but I’m fucking ready to beat my chest and grunt, “You’re mine.” I grab her wrist and spin her around, slamming her chest to mine. “Pitfalls of dating a man obsessed with you,” I say, sliding my hand down onto her ass and grinding her pussy against my cock.
“I’ve got something for that.” She pulls out of my arms, setting the package down on the front hall table, and then locks the front door. She moves in front of me, her hand dipping from my chest down to my thick ridge. The warmth of her hand only intensifies the need to possess her. She drops to her knees in front of me, unbuckling my jeans. My length pops right out, eager for her mouth on him.
She eyes it with lust so strong that I can’t help how much I want her right now. “Show me what you got, babe.” Her tiny hand slides around the base as she leads the tip between her lips. I throw my head back and groan. The soft feel of her tongue hugging the underside of my shaft, sucking me further down her throat is incredible. I unzip my coat and take off my hat, tossing them onto the floor. Her free hand comes up and slips under my shirts, caressing my abs.
