by K E Osborn
Placing the doll back down on the heap I look outside to see the kids playing. I wonder what it would be like to have my own? Then my mind flicks to Willow, seeing her belly protruding all fat and pregnant with my kin inside her. The thought actually fills me with something. Excitement? Hope? I have no idea. I’ve known this woman less than a week and I’m thinking about her spawning my child?
That shit’s not right. I have to watch myself around her, she could have me whipped in no time. And being whipped leads to mistakes. And mistakes gets motherfuckers killed! I don’t wanna be dead yet. Especially if Willow is going to be in my future. I need to keep my shit together. Keep my head in the game. Or I’ll be pushing up daisies before I’m thirty.
Jackson runs into the room distracting me from my thoughts with Tina chasing him. He bolts right up to me and jumps into my arms with such force that I jolt backward and the little pink stool gives way. The snapping of the plastic legs startles me as I fall back onto the plush carpet with Jackson in my arms. He’s laughing hysterically as Tina looks at me with her hand over her mouth and a slight giggle escaping her lips.
“Oh my goodness, I am sorry. Are you okay?” she asks as Jackson cuddles into me while I lay on the floor with a broken stool underneath me.
I chuckle and nod. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“I wish you were my dad, Steel,” Jackson announces wrapping his arms around my neck and hugging me so tightly I can hardly breathe.
I crease my eyebrows and cough slightly as Tina stands there with a dazed look on her face. I grab Jackson’s arms and loosen them, then sit up placing him on my lap and hug him back.
“Well….” I trail off, I have no idea what to say.
“I want you!”
“Jackson, leave the poor man alone. You’ve broken his back. Don’t make him feel bad as well,” Tina says and Jackson pouts and clings onto me tighter.
I smile at Tina and mouth ‘It’s okay.’ “Hey Jackson, I’ll come and visit when I can. How about that?” I ask and his cute little brown eyes sparkle so brightly it’s like he’s going to cry.
“I’d frickin’ love that—”
“Jackson, don’t swear!” Tina reprimands. Jackson and I both smirk and glance at each other. I love this kid.
“Why are you on the floor? And what happened to the stool?” Willow asks the questions in quick succession while walking over with the cute as fuck apron now off, and all the icing sugar seemingly removed from her delicious body.
I chuckle as does Tina while Jackson smirks.
“Jackson got a bit excited,” I reveal and she opens her eyes wide.
“Okay, well that sounds like I missed a treat.”
“You sure did,” Tina says and I fake a scowl at her. She stops smirking and her face turns serious like she’s not sure if I’m going to shoot her.
I love that I can scare people with just a look.
“It’s fine, Tina… I’m kiddin’.”
Her shoulders slump and she breathes out heavily. “Oh, I thought I’d really offended you.”
I chuckle and shake my head. “No, not at all.” Picking up Jackson I place his feet on the floor, then stand up next to Willow as Jackson takes a seat on my foot and grabs hold of my leg. I look down at him and smirk.
“Is he like this with everyone?” I ask.
They shake their heads. “Nope, only you,” Willow replies and bends down to Jackson’s height.
“Jackson, sweetheart, we have to go now. So can you say goodbye to Steel?” she asks him so sweetly it makes me think some of that sugar seeped through her skin and into her brain.
“No, you can’t go. Dad left, you can’t go, too.”
My chest tightens and my stomach knots. I run my hand through his thick brown hair and take in a deep breath. “Hey, buddy. I swear I’ll be back. I just gotta take Miss Willow home, and give her a nice dinner for workin’ so hard and makin’ you those delicious cookies today. But I promise mate, I’ll come back and see you. I frickin’ swear it—”
“Steel!”
“You frickin’ swear it?” Jackson asks.
“Jackson!—”
“Yeah, mate, I do,” I interrupt Willow’s berating of Jackson.
He looks up at me with watering eyes and clings onto my leg tighter.
Fuck, I thought that would work.
“Can I ride your leg to the door?” he asks with a smile, and I look at Willow slightly confused.
She laughs and shakes her head. “Jackson, I think you can walk to the door with us, okay?”
He pouts and clings on tighter. “But I wanna frickin’ ride—”
“Jackson seriously! Your language young man has got to stop!”
“Pleeeaaase, Miss Willow?”
She looks at me and I shrug guessing I just walk with him attached to my leg. Doesn’t seem too hard, and if it’ll make him happy that’s all I want. Anything I can do to make Jackson feel loved I’m gonna do it.
“You wanna ride? You got it kid!” I smirk down at him as he smiles up at me and I begin stepping toward the door. I have to walk sort of like Frankenstein to maneuver with him on my leg. The kid is actually quite heavy, but as his fits of laughter echo through the centre I figure it’s all worth it. On arrival at the door, he lets go and jumps off my leg.
He smiles up at me. “You’re the best, Steel! Thanks for the cookies, Miss Willow!” Then he runs off to the kitchen where the other lady is serving out more cookies.
I can’t help but chuckle at the kid’s energy. “Okay, ready to go biker boy?”
“Sure am. Ladies first.”
“Off you go then,” she teases. I open my mouth to say something, but she grins and tilts her head down and looks up at me through her eyelashes knowing she’s in trouble for that one.
“You better move your arse, Flame,” I suggest and she giggles and sashays through the door quickly, as I slap her arse making her jump slightly. We continue moving outside and through the gate that I fixed the day we met to my bike.
“I’ll meet you back at my place?” she asks as I pull on my lid.
“Definitely.”
She leans in pressing her lips to mine and I kiss her back quickly before she turns around. I swiftly pinch her arse, and she jumps again, turning back to look at me and smirking as she walks to her car. Putting on my sunnies, I start the engine and pull out onto the road.
***
When Petunia greets me as I walk through the door, I must admit that I’m still a little freaked out that someone so clean cut as Willow owns a pet pig.
“Honestly, I expected you to be more of a cat or rabbit kind of girl,” I say as I lean down petting Petunia on her hairy little head.
Willow giggles and shrugs. “Guess I’m full of surprises.”
“Ain’t that the truth?” I smile at her and she walks into the kitchen.
“Takeaway for dinner?”
“Yeah, sounds good, babe.”
“Okay, I’ll order from EatNow. Chinese okay?” She strolls back into the front room and pulls out the blue towel from under the lounge for me to sit on her lounge suite. I smirk and sit down knowing she’s kept it there for me. Even though I’m not technically covered in dirt today, I still feel safer having it as a safety net so I don’t ruin her pristine whiteness.
“Yep, all good. I’ll eat anythin’, especially if it’s a fish taco,” I say waggling my eyebrows at her.
She scoffs and shakes her head. “God, you’re disgusting.”
I chuckle as she types our order into her mobile phone. A message comes through moments later. “The text says it will take forty-five mins, so we have time to kill.”
I raise my eyebrows and smirk. “I have an idea of what we can do for forty-five minutes.”
She smiles at me and purses her lips. “Oh yeah?”
I smirk. “It involves a fish taco.”
She laughs as I lunge forward and pick her up off the lounge, throwing her over my shoulder. She laughs maniacally as I carry her throug
h to her room. Her hands move to my arse and she slaps my cheeks.
“We have forty-five minutes to kill. What will we do for the other forty minutes after we fuck?” she teases.
I chuckle and slap her arse hard, she yelps as I take her into her bedroom and throw her onto her bed. “Five-minute fuckin’ hey? Is that all you want?” I ask and she tries to hide her smile and shakes her head.
“No, I’m sure you can go for at least seven minutes.”
Pulling her ankles making her back fall onto the mattress, she laughs as I peel her heels off and grab her knickers sliding them down her legs from under her dress.
“Seven minutes? Oh, Miss Willow, you don’t know me at all.”
She giggles as she starts to unbutton her dress. It’s taking far too long so I move in and pull the two sides apart, ripping all the buttons off tearing the dress open. She gasps and opens her eyes wide.
“Oh my God, that was my favourite dress, you jerk!”
“Then learn not to tease a biker, little lady.” I lean down looking at her body in just a bra. She shuffles out of the dress and I fling it to the floor. She moves up taking off her bra and my cock throbs as her tits bounce free from their restraints.
“You have far too many clothes on,” she says and she’s totally right.
Pulling off my leather jacket and shirt, I throw them down with her dress and bra. Then my jeans and boots are off as quickly as humanly possible leaving us both gloriously naked. Standing near the edge of her bed, I kneel down and she leans up on her elbows looking down at me as I grab her knees and pull her quickly to the edge of the bed. Her pussy now right in front of my face. I love it! So wet and ready for me. She is pure perfection. I throw her legs over my shoulders and she giggles as I move in line with her superb pussy. I kiss the side of her folds and she wriggles against my touch.
“Keep still, Flame.”
She breathes heavily as I kiss along her folds and flick my tongue out touching her clit. She lets out a deep sigh and I know she likes my teasing. She tastes amazing. I love how sweet she is, all for me. Circling on her bud, I bring my hand up and nibble at her opening. Her legs tighten around my shoulders and I smile against her pussy. Slowly, I push two fingers inside of her as my tongue circles and licks. Soft, gentle moans escape her chest and as my fingers delve deeper inside her. My cock hardens so much it’s standing right up against my stomach. It throbs and aches. I’m impatient to get her off so I can be buried balls deep inside of her. Flicking my tongue against her clit again, I move my fingers in a scissor motion inside her. She’s moaning freely now. Her back is arching off the bed as her pussy walls tighten around my fingers. Her body trembles and her hands move to my hair and clench, holding my head to her pussy forcefully. She’s taking some control and I kinda like it. She forces my tongue harder on her clit as I push my fingers deeper inside her grazing her front wall. She writhes as her body shakes, moaning out my name as her pussy clenches and then releases. She’s breathing hard and fast coming down from her climax. I love that I can do that to her with my tongue and a couple of fingers.
She gasps for air as her fingers release my hair and her hands fall to the mattress either side of her body. I take my mouth from her pussy and pull my fingers from inside her and place them in my mouth suck-tasting all her flavours. She turns up her nose at me and I chuckle.
“Stand up, babe.”
She swallows hard, scoots up and stands at the edge of the bed. Her face in line with my neck. Placing my finger under her chin, I lift her head up so I can look into her sapphire blue eyes. They’re sparkling and my need to kiss her intensifies. I press my lips to hers and pull her body flush with mine. Our tongues intertwine and I run my hand through her red hair and clench onto it with a tight grip. She moans into my mouth so I pull her hair back firmly. But not too hard, I don’t want to hurt her. She gasps looking in my eyes.
“Turn around.”
She licks her lips and turns her back to me. I grin widely as I run my hands down her sides until I’m in a squatting position, leaning over to my jean’s pocket I grab a condom. Running my hand back up her side as I stand up she shivers against my touch. Ripping the packet with my teeth, I pull out the lubricated condom and roll it on my throbbing hard cock. I can’t wait to be inside of her. My hand runs down her back then I push gently forcing her to fall forward. Her hands reach out to the bed in front of her, so she’s bent over perfectly showing me her arse and it’s a sight to behold.
“God damn you’re fuckin’ gorgeous like this Flame.”
She breathes fast and hard as I bring my knee in between her legs and part them a little more, then step in behind her placing my hands on her hips to hold her in place.
“Hold on tight, babe. This is gonna be rough.” I push the tip of my cock to her entrance and she sashays her pussy back into me slightly.
Greedy little bitch! I love it.
She wants me, so I don’t hold back and thrust up inside her forcefully. She gasps moving forward slightly with the momentum, but I hold onto her hips pulling her back into place and down onto my cock further. Her warmth and tightness engulfs my cock and I throw my head back gritting my teeth in pure satisfied pleasure. I breathe out, pull back slowly and then slam back in her abruptly. She moans. I know she likes it, so I move quicker and at a steady rhythm. Thrusting in and out of her feels like pure heaven. She’s so tight and wet and her silky slickness is so tantalizingly spine-tingling that my breath is almost gone as I pound into her. My balls slap against her and the sound alone is enough to drive me wild. This is pure carnal bliss, and every time I thrust inside of her, my balls tighten even further.
She moves in time with me, our bodies work in unison to strive toward our climaxes. Thrusting inside of her again, she tightens her walls and moans loudly. I look down to see her hands fisted in the sheets and a smile crosses my face. My fingers grip on harder to her hips as her body trembles and works up a fine sheen of sweat. Her back arches slightly and her pussy clenches around my cock on one deep thrust, and she screams out my name as she climaxes hard. Her pussy clamps around my cock so tightly that I groan as her wet warmth sends me over the edge. My body sweats and begins to tremble. Pins and needles run up and down my legs, and a sharp tingle cascades down my spine. My balls tighten and pull upward as my hot cum explodes from my throbbing cock. I groan and fall forward onto her back.
“Willow,” I moan as she drops onto the bed. Quickly I pull out of her and roll onto my side, so I don’t squash her beneath me.
She rolls over breathlessly and cuddles into my side as we both come down from our extreme highs. After a while of catching our breaths, we move up the bed and become more comfortable in a cuddling position. Taking off the condom, I tie a knot and place it on the bedside table then go back to stroking Flame’s arm.
“That was… wow!”
I smirk and say, “I know.” Suddenly the front doorbell rings. “I’ll get it!” I jump up off the bed standing completely naked. Walking from Willow’s bedroom toward the front room, I smirk waiting for her to call out to me.
“Steel, you’re naked!” The high pitch in her voice is what I was after.
CHAPTER NINTEEN
Laughing at Willow’s uncomfortableness at me answering her front door naked, I continue on my way to the door. My cock swings freely from side to side as I strut my stuff through her house. Putting on my biggest smile, I thrust my hips forward and open the door. Standing in the doorway is a little old Asian woman. She looks at me and gasps bringing her free hand up to her eyes as she giggles like a school girl handing over the bag of Chinese food.
“Thanks,” I say cockily.
She giggles again parting her fingers slightly to look through them as her eyes stare down directly at my cock. “No, thank you.”
I laugh as she turns and quickly rushes away to her car. I close the door and shake my head.
Dear old thing—but such a perv.
Walking back to the kitchen the plastic bag of food rus
tles as I place it on the bench and start pulling down the plates and cutlery.
“Has the delivery driver gone?” Willow calls out from the bedroom.
“Yes’um,” I answer and she storms out of the bedroom into the kitchen naked and looks me up and down.
She stands there gawking while I smirk. The look on her face is so adorable. The furrow in her brow making the little wrinkles next to her eyes pop out, and the way her mouth is open wide like that makes me imagine all sorts of things I shouldn’t. My cock twitches at the thought. She huffs and folds her arms over her naked chest.
“What?” I ask with my best self-assured grin.
“Did you seriously just answer my door… naked?”
I chuckle and shrug pouring some noodles onto her plate. “Yep! The old Asian lady loved it.”
Willow throws her hands in the air and exhales abruptly. “Oh my God, that’s Mrs. Chan. I order from her all the time. How on earth can I face her again now? She has the best Chinese in Adelaide, and now I have to change restaurants. Thanks, Steel.”
I chuckle and roll my eyes. “Dramatic much?”
She turns to face me and slaps my arm.
Hard.
I flinch slightly but continue putting the salt and pepper chicken on her plate.
“This isn’t funny.”
I tilt my head. “It’s a little funny.” I look at her and smirk. “She thanked me.”
Willow opens her eyes wide, a slight smile finally appearing on her face. “She did not, you liar.”
“No, I’m being dead serious. She looked at my cock and said ‘No, thank you.’” I waggle my eyebrows emphasising the last three words for entertainment.
She stands there gawking at me while I chuckle and pinch her nose in between my chopsticks. She flinches back and shakes her head.
