by Claire Adams
“Kylie, I talked to Nana yesterday and asked her a favor.” I looked at Vince who knew the plan all along. I had told him yesterday while Kylie was busy catching her first fish. He was totally supportive of the plan, seeing it as a chance for us to get along more.
“What is it?” She looked at me with surprise in her eyes and stopped eating. Her brows were crooked with a baffled expression.
“I asked for her to watch Vince today. She said she was more than happy to have him around. She missed spending time with him. She even said she would give him more books to read.” I winked at Vince who had a big grin on his face. He loved the idea of giving us some private time alone, as well as the suggestion of visiting Nana again.
“Oh, is that so? What do you plan on doing tonight, then?” Her clear blue eyes bore into me, stealing my heart. Her beauty was illuminating, evident despite her messy hair and bare face. She was the most enticing woman I’d ever known, and she was somehow mine.
“I plan on taking you out for dinner. No excuses. You’re going.” I was a little arrogant, but she blushed in return, so all was right with the world.
“Well, then I guess I’m left with no choice.” She shrugged and smiled at me.
I lifted a hand toward Vince, offering him a high five. Thankfully, he didn’t leave me hanging as he received it with a resounding clap.
We finished the rest of the meal with Vince continuing to tell Kylie the stories he had read. I heard a work here and there, but it was hard to keep up. My mind was lost in the thought of how to make the night perfect for my girl. I had a lot of making up to do with her.
And it started tonight.
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After I had taken Vince to Nana’s house, I returned home to pick Kylie up for our date. I was dressed in a more formal attire, a button down untucked shirt with a pair of black trousers.
I entered my house and settled on the couch. As I waited for Kylie, my head drifted in thoughts of the past few weeks. Our relationship was filled with shit and flowers, an odd combination of extremes at its finest. We had a roller coaster ride, and the peaks and lows had become unforgettable and life changing.
My day dreaming was soon interrupted by the sound of someone coming down from the stairs. I anticipated Kylie’s entrance as I fixed my gaze toward the living room. My heart stopped as she came into the room. The most beautiful creature I had seen to date walked toward me, her body the stuff of wet dreams, her heart the kind a man could cherish forever.
The black dress she wore fit her snuggly, accenting her curves beautifully. It’s like the damn thing was handmade for her. The low cut on her neckline allowed me a peek at her supple breasts. Her figure-hugging dress made her more enticing and captivating. No doubt all the people would turn their heads to snatch a second look on my sensual girl.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” She came closer, standing near the couch where I sat. I stood up to meet her. I offered my arm, which she accepted. My eyes were fixated on her, still mesmerized by her beauty.
“You look wonderful tonight.” I took a shallow breath and touched her face before leaning down and kissing her softly. “Have I told you how sorry I am today?”
She laughed. “No, but stop saying it. I forgive you. It’s over. Seriously.”
I nodded. Her angelic face had minimal makeup, but she looked perfect without it. Only her lips were stained with a light pink gloss, drawing my attention to them and promising so much more than I deserved.
“All right. Let’s get out of here.” I took her hand and walked her to the car, staring her down the entire time. We drove across town to the restaurant where we had our first date. As I expected, everyone looked at her with admiring eyes. I was too lucky to have the most magnificent and attractive woman on my arm that night.
We were welcomed by the waiter with the menu. After we had picked out our meals, I stared at her with impassioned eyes. I reached for her hand and squeezed it, holding her tight and not wanting to let go.
“Kylie.” Her eyes were on mine, reflecting the same passion as mine showed hers. “I can’t thank you enough.”
She raised her brows, waiting for my further words. I smiled instead, amused by the beauty she possessed. “For what?”
I caressed her hand as I stared back into her eyes. “For coming into our lives. You don’t know how happy Vince and I are. You complete the missing pieces of our hearts.”
She blushed once again. I loved how her cheeks turned red. “You don’t have to thank me. You and Vince complete me too. I was lonely before we got together, and when I thought it was over,” she paused, and tears filled her eyes, “I didn’t know what I would do. I think I fell in love with you a long time ago, but having it all come together was a dream. Is a dream.”
“For me too, baby.” I reached up and brushed a tear from her cheek. “No more tears, okay? Just good times for us from here on out.
I felt her hold my hand tighten, expressing the bliss in her heart through her actions. Our romantic moment was soon interrupted by the waiter’s return, bringing with him the dishes we had ordered.
We shared the night with a sumptuous dinner. I laughed at how much she nitpicked the food she ordered, critiquing the little details she found wrong with it. She giggled when I wiped the sauce at the edge of her lips; a simple move just to see her blush again.
After dinner, I paid the bill and stood. “Come on, pretty girl. Let’s go home.”
I offered her my arm as we walked out of the restaurant. The night air rose up around us, and I pulled her close, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and kissing the side of her head. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” She got into her side of the car and buckled up as I walked around, stealing glances at her as I did.
We drove home with the radio blaring and both of us singing at the top of our lungs, the scene comical at best. She wasn’t only going to be my lover for the rest of my days, but my best friend too.
After I had parked the car in the garage, I opened the door for Kylie. She got out and moved toward me, her cheeks pink.
“You thinking naughty thoughts?” I smiled and wrapped my arms around her as we stood by the car.
“How did you know?” She lifted to her toes and kissed me.
“Cause I can’t stop thinking about all the ways I want to touch you, to kiss your skin, to fuck you, baby. I was hoping I wasn’t alone in it.”
“Not at all.” She pressed her breasts against my chest and ran her hands down my back, cupping my ass. “I want you so bad.”
“Good. Let’s get inside and let the games begin.” I moved back and gripped her hand to walk into the house.
We walked inside together. I followed her as she sat on the couch, resting her feet from the stilettos she wore. Sitting beside her, I felt the urge to stay near
While she freed her feet from the strappy heels, she let out a long breath. “Much better.”
“Good.” I pulled her feet into my lap, forcing her to turn as I rubbed them. “I know it might sound trite, but I never thought I would let myself love someone after Linda left. Not because she was the best thing that ever happened to me, but because it’s so fucking hard to get over the death of your dreams.”
“I understand.” She nodded, her sweet face filled with a million emotions.
“But I’ve fallen madly in love with you. I want us to build a life together, to make dreams come true in this house, for you to be my wife and Vince’s mom in the near future. I want all of that.” I leaned over as she slid her hands up the back of my head and kissed me several times in quick succession. “You’ve caused my heart to start beating again. I love you more than words can say, Kylie.”
“I love you too, Hunter.” She pulled me down again.
Our lips touched, but this time was different. There was something new. The warm kisses of her lips were addictive as always, but I tasted more. Lust had been so delicious in her arms, but tonight I was ready to open myself up to love as well.
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Kylie
Hunter’s lips were on mine, kissing me deeply and passionately. I trapped him against me, needing to feel him pressed fully to me. I could feel the hunger in his touch. The heat from his lips as he kissed me was intense enough to weaken my resolve to go slow.
He pulled back, smiling at me before he stood and lifted me off of the couch.
I locked my gaze on his face and planted small kisses along his jawline as he carried me up to his room. He carried me like a bride. It was the thing I hoped for most. A future with him, and from the sound of things, I would be getting it.
Hunter kissed me once again right before he opened the door. He was smiling from ear to ear, his eyes aching with need. As we entered his room, he put me down in bed. I watched him with seductive eyes, waiting for his every move. Just when I thought that I was enticing him, turned out to be the other way around.
He began unbuttoning his shirt, taking it off slowly as I watched him from the bed. I couldn’t help but bite my lower lip in desire, wanting to take everything he wore off myself. As the long sleeves fell on the floor, his perfectly muscular chest and stomach caused me to groan. The dark trail of hair that disappeared into his slacks lead to intense pleasure. Where I would never have guessed I could fit his mammoth cock inside of me before, I knew now that it wasn’t only possible, but something I desired to do regularly.
I sat up and knelt before him, extending my hand to touch his soft skin, tracing the ridges of his six-pack abs.
He smiled and reached to cup my face. “Damn, you’re beautiful. Inside and out, baby.”
I whimpered as my body pulsed, my sex growing wet more and more as we toyed with each other. He held my face as our lips met again.
The warmth of his kisses lit up the flames in me like fireworks on the dark skies. It was beautiful and uplifting, making me feel alive. He was all I needed and more than I thought myself worthy of.
I remembered our first time together. He was in full control, and I had to submit to his domination, but this time was different. He was vulnerable and emotional. He pulled my dress up as I held onto his waist, caressing his skin slowly with my fingers. His face was flushed, his eyes filled with the emotions of desire and attraction.
I sat on my knees with nothing more than my panties, the center of them wet from my arousal. I had nothing to hide from him though. He already knew what he did to me, how he turned me on with nothing more than a look.
“Lie back, Kylie.” He pushed my shoulder softly, and I obeyed. Hunter moved on top of me; his body pressed above me as I opened my legs and cradled him in my arms.
His lips moved down slowly to my neck, gently caressing my skin as he moved farther and farther down. When he met my breasts, he kneaded one and sucked the other. He kept his eyes on mine as he worshiped me, tugging and licking until I was shaking and whimpering beneath him.
“So good,” I whispered and arched my back, pressing more of my nipple into the warmth of his mouth.
His eyes were passionate and dazed, filled with romance and love for me. He began to move again down, kissing my body as he lowered his kisses again.
He stopped upon reaching my panties. His mouth was parted as he stared at the damp cloth covering my pussy. I ached to have him consume me, to spread me open and take his time in making me come.
I watched as he bit the hem of my panties, pulling them down using his teeth. As he removed them, he glanced up and smiled, running a finger through my folds and pressing it deep inside of me. He licked my clit before blowing cold air over it several times, which cause me to grow even wetter.
“That’s it, Kylie. Roll your hips, baby. Fuck yourself with my fingers and tongue.”
His words bore into me as I whined and lifted my hips. “Faster. Please.”
“Anything you want.” I arched my back in response to him pumping his finger into my wet body, unprepared for the intensity of pleasure I felt. He leaned back down and licked and sucked at my soft skin, rocking me to the core with lust.
His eyes were focused on me, watching my every move as he kept on going. The way he looked at me was melting and arousing. There were romance and desire mixed up in a delicious combination evident through his expression. He wanted this as much as I did.
He kept going until I felt another finger push its way inside of my throbbing core. His lips began to suck my pussy, licking my clitoris as he fingered me hard and fast. His mouth was skilled; his tongue worked me so fucking good. My orgasm built in my stomach until it ripped through me.
“Fuck,” I cried out and jerked beneath him. I released my sweet juices on his tongue, and he licked it up, drinking me like a fountain.
“Goddamnit, Kylie. You have no clue how much you turn me on, baby.” He sat up and unbuckled his pants, his giant cock already waiting to be unleashed from its prison.
I kept my eyes on his hands as he took his pants off. The big, thick cock stood upright, twitching deliriously as he pulled his trousers down. He rubbed himself gently on my soft skin, and in one move he was all in for me to feel.
He moved back above me and held his shaft, running the thick head of his cock through my wet folds as we both watched. Slowly, he pressed his huge, thick erection into my tight channel. I moaned sweetly, my voice almost unrecognizable from my usual tone.
“I want you, Kylie.” He sounded like he was drunk.
“Then take me. I already belong to you, Hunter.” I looked at him with passion, my head filled with desire and lust. I kissed his lips and tightened my legs around him.
As my breathing increased his deep kisses and passionate thrusting, I could feel how much he loved me. He took his time, and though the sex was lusty and a little rough, everything else about the night was sweet and caring.
He arched his back and hit home deep inside of me as I cried out. “Hold on tight. I want to work you over the edge again. I need to hear you come.”
“Yes,” I whispered and gripped the back of his neck, pulling up a little so he could gain better access to the depth of my pussy.
He sped up, his thrusting getting more fervent as he moved. Heat consumed my entire body. This was the night I had yearned for most of my life. A night where a man would wrap his arms around me and make love to me like he never wanted to let me go: like I was his.
I felt that familiar avalanche of pleasure built up inside of me, and I cried out again. This powerful sensation was divine and something I experienced so often with Hunter that I was almost overwhelmed.
His movements were deeper and more frantic. He was getting close to release. I could feel his thick cock swelling inside of me. He moaned as he continued to move, his mouth parted as he pushed his cock deep in one, strenuous push, stretching me to my limits each time.
I pulled him to me, kissing him back to silence. I was moaning against his mouth as well, the sensation so fucking powerful. I lost control of myself as I sprayed my cum, showering his big cock with wetness and screaming his name.
“I’m going to join you, angel,” he whispered against my lips and rolled his hips, forcing the rest of his dick inside of me.
“That’s it.” He arched his back, and the warmth of his release filled my pussy, mixing with my own cum. I vibrated wildly as he pulled out his hard, robust cock out of my core. He was smiling at me as he lay beside me. “Come here, beautiful.”
I moved closer and rested my head on his chest. “God, that was so good. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, baby.” He kissed my lips one last time before he closed his eyes. I rubbed his chest as I watched him fell asleep, resting from our intense lovemaking. He smiled in his sleep, and I echoed the gesture.
I didn’t need anything else but him and Vince. My life was complete.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Two Weeks Later
Hunter
“I got a present for you, buddy.”
Vince looked at me with big, sparkling eyes, waiting for what I was going to give
him. I held the box wrapped up in a cartoon gift wrap and a blue ribbon on its top. He was beaming at me, excited to see what I had been hiding behind my back.
He was seated at my desk table, reading some of his new books Nana gave to him since last week. My son had worked hard to accomplish more than the normal kids his age did, reading and learning new things in preparation for the next school year. He spent his summer days enriching his mind with new skills, being the most goal driven kid I had ever met.
I was truly grateful to have a son as great as Vince.
“Don’t be too excited, kiddo.” I held the box, securing that it was out of his sight. “You’ve got to do something before you claim your gift.”
“Gifts are given for free, Daddy. You should have said it was a prize if something needed to be done to get it.” He crossed his arms beneath his chest like an old man. Vince had a point. I was amused by how wise he had grown.
“It’s just a simple task, buddy. Come on, don’t be a party pooper.”
Garren joined the conversation, taking my side. “Come on, Vince. It’s not that hard of a task, and you’re going to love this.”
“Okay, Daddy. I give up. What is it then?” His eyes were curious to know what I had in mind.
I whispered to him my thoughts, telling him the plan I had been thinking for days. After I had told him everything, he looked at me with surprised eyes. I thought for some seconds that he would not like to help me with the scheme, but he drew a smile on his face followed by two thumbs up.
“Then here’s your present.” I reached out the box for him to take. He thanked me after taking it from my hold, carefully unwrapping the present from its cover. I watched as his curiosity triggered him, his eyes glistening to see what was inside.
His mouth was open in surprise upon seeing what it was. A vast range of coloring materials was in front of him. It was a simple gift, but I knew my son had been dying to have one since we spotted it in the stationary shop. He jumped off of his seat, spreading his arms to hug me in a huge, bear hug.
