Honest Love

by Cm Hutton

  “I can’t wait any longer. This has to be quick. I need you. Now!” I climbed up on the four poster bed, completely naked and waiting as Derek stared at me before finally climbing on the bed himself. “You are so beautiful.”

  He laid next to me, his body halfway on mine. I touched his face and whispered, “Derek, make love to me.”

  “Gladly.” He kissed me sweetly as he rolled the rest of the way on top of me. He was moving too slow. I needed him desperately, so I grabbed his ass and pushed him against me. “Hang on, baby.”

  “No. I need you inside me…” I fumbled my hand between us and grabbed his cock, lining it up with my entrance “…now.”

  He smiled and thrust hard causing loud moans from both of us. “Home. This is home to me.”

  “Mmm…yes,” I mumbled. Derek pulled out and slowly pushed back in. “Harder, Derek. I want it hard.”

  He leaned back to see my face. “You sure?” The excited look on his face told me he liked me telling him what I wanted.

  “Yes!”

  “Here.” He pointed for me to hold on to the headboard behind me. “Hold on.”

  So. Damn. Sexy. Derek paused then pulled out of me and watched my face as he slammed his cock into me. I gasped with pleasure and he knew it because he grinned and did it again and again and again. “So. Good.”

  I could feel my orgasm building higher and higher, but Derek suddenly stopped, rolled us over and said, “Ride me, baby. Show me how you touch yourself.” I’d always thought I’d be embarrassed for a man to say those words to me, but it was Derek. I couldn’t be. He was so sincere in his need for me and always knew what we needed from each other.

  I lifted myself off his cock then sank down slowly, watching his face. He was barely hanging on and I loved it. I wiggled a little to take him deeper. “Ahh…damn…” he huffed out and closed his eyes. I reached up, cupped my breasts and started rubbing and pinching them with the same slow rhythm as my hips.

  “You’re not watching me.” His eyes sprang open and his jaw dropped when he saw what I was doing.

  “I can’t…oh, damn…too much…” He gripped my hips and tried controlling my speed. I let him, but kept up the slow torturous pace on my breasts. I pinched and pulled my nipples causing them to stand erect. Derek sat up, grabbed me around the waist and covered my breast with his mouth. He sucked so hard on me that my whole body shuttered at the sensation. It was beyond erotic, especially when his left hand came around and his finger ran up and down between my cheeks, stopping to circle over the small forbidden entrance. I was like clay and he was molding me to be the lover he and I both wanted me to be…someone new, someone wholly loved and cherished.

  “I can’t hold on.” My voice was barely audible. He didn’t answer. His mouth became more determined as he worked on my other breast and shifted his hips, driving his cock even deeper. “You feel so good. Don’t stop…never stop.” He held my ass tight and in place as he moved once more, shifting his cock inside me and I exploded. He found the one spot that had me spontaneously erupting the second he touched it. He knew it too, because he came right along with me, every ounce of him pouring into me. I’d never felt so taken.

  It wasn’t my g-spot he’d touched. No, it was deeper…as deep as you could get and My Derek found it, marking me as his forever. I laid my head next to his, our bodies still joined and tried to catch my breath. “What was that?” I finally asked.

  “I’m not sure, but it was spectacular. I felt your body sucking me in deeper and deeper.”

  I lifted my head to see his face. “I know. And you found something that was so new and unexpected.” I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed his lips. I was still straddling him, but my face was close to his, my elbows on each side of his head. “You marked me, you know.”

  “Good.” He was softly running his fingers up and down my back.

  I held my hands still in his hair, stared straight into his eyes and said, “I’m in love with you, Derek London.”

  He closed his eyes and let out a huge sigh before opening them again, letting me see the tiny glisten of unshed tears. “Those are the best words I’ve ever heard in my life and I’ll never be able to fully tell you with words how much you mean to me…how much I love you, Claire. All I can do is show you, every day for the rest of my life.” I didn’t really know what ‘the rest of my life’ meant and that was okay. If he was proposing, I would have said yes…right then and there. That was how much I loved him and how he made me feel.

  “Okay. I’ll let you.” I gave a little smile, trying to lighten the profound deepness of our words. We had kids coming back soon and I wanted to play with him a little more.

  He smiled. “Good. Now, let’s get in the shower so I can show you a little more.”

  I raised my eyebrows, then squeezed around his buried cock making him groan. “Shower?”

  “Shower.” Derek scooted off the bed and stood with me wrapped around him. We slowly made it to the shower just about the time we heard voices coming through the front door. “Shit.”

  I begrudgingly climbed off him. “Damn kids.” I said jokingly…but not. Derek laughed.

  “You shower. I’ll throw on my clothes and go check on everyone. That okay?” He asked.

  I tiptoed and kissed him. “Stop asking for my permission. I trust you. And yes, you go check on them. I’ll be out in a minute.” He shut the bathroom door leaving me in the hot shower. I was so in love with that man.

  Chapter 27

  Derek

  I threw on my clothes and carefully made my way to the living room. I didn’t want to seem to ambitious or anxious and alert Claire’s kids to what we’d been up to in the bedroom. Thankfully, they were distracted with making glasses of water to really notice where I’d come from…I hoped. “Hey, did you guys have fun?”

  Matt eyed me carefully, but Jon and Jenna were too busy chatting to notice much at all. “That was so fun.” Jon waved his hand and yelled out, “Night, Derek” as he trotted off toward his bedroom.

  “Yeah, it was pretty cool. Where’s Mom?” Matt was my hardest critic and I loved that about him. He should be.

  “I think she’s getting a shower. You need anything? I’m wiped out after flying from all the way from home.”

  “No, we’re good. Night, Derek.” Jenna walked over and hugged my neck like she’d known me forever. It was nice. “Thank you for loving my momma,” she whispered.

  “Good night, Jenna and you’re welcome. She’s my girl.” I heard Jenna squeal the slightest squeal before she said, “I knew it” before she released me and practically skipped off to her room.

  “Night.” Matt shook my hand and stared at me for a long second before releasing my hand and squaring his shoulders.

  He was skeptical, so I said, “Matt, I love your mom. I know you don’t know me, but I won’t hurt her. Give me a chance?” I needed to say it to him…especially him.

  “Okay. But Derek? I know you’re a big, strong man, but I’ll stop at nothing to beat the shit out of you if you hurt my momma. She deserves better. She is the most important person in the world to me and I can’t have another asshole hurt her. I barely forgave my own father for what he did. So, please don’t do that to her…sir. I’m not sure she would be okay if you did.” Matt’s words gutted me like none other. He was just a seventeen year old boy protecting his mom, even against a grown man twice his age and twice his size. He was brave and strong just like his mom.

  “Matt, I am such an admirer. The way you’ve protected your mom, and still protect her, shows guts and integrity. Your mom has told me great things about each of you, but you, Matt…well, she’s really proud of you. She told me herself. I’m telling you now, face to face that I would never intentionally hurt your mom. Claire is my other half, Matt. I love her and will take good care of her…and you guys. I want to take care of all of you. I’ll never replace your dad. I don’t want to replace him. I want to know you and be involved, if you’ll let me.”

  His
face was shocked. “You admire me?”

  “Yes, Matt, you’re going to make a great man, you already are, actually. But someday you’ll use all of this to be a great husband and father. You love fiercely, have an incredibly loving heart and are loyal beyond belief. I see it in the way you not only protect your mom, but also in the way you treat Jon and Jenna. They look up to you. I’ve only known you for a day and it’s pretty damn clear.”

  Matt laughed, stuck his hand back out to shake mine and said, “Wow. Thank you. That really means a lot coming from you. I know your reputation for staying away from the bad stuff and that’s why I’ve always liked you. Thank you, Mr. Lond….Derek. That’s so cool.” I released his hand and clapped him on the shoulder.

  “Stick to your morals and beliefs, Matt. Trust me. They’ll always take you where you want to go.”

  “Thanks, Derek. I’m going to bed. Good Night.” Matt smile and walked down the hall.

  I grabbed some water and a can of whipped cream…carefully hidden…and walked the opposite direction to the master bedroom. Once inside, I locked the door then turned to see Claire laying on the bed, face down, asleep with nothing on but that tiny black robe that just barely covered her naked ass. Yeah, that’s how short that thing was and she’d answered the door in it. Fucking robe.

  I started slipping off my clothes as I walked across the room. I wasn’t sure if I should wake her. We were all pretty exhausted, but I couldn’t help it. I needed inside her again. I crawled on the bed behind her and slipped my hand underneath the thin material, running a finger down between her ass cheeks. She wiggled a bit and let out a moan. Leaving my hand right where it was, I slowly laid my naked body up next to hers and whispered, “You and this robe are not a good combination for my restraint. I have a real love/hate with this thing.”

  Claire didn’t open her eyes, but answered back. “Oh yeah? Why is that?”

  I started moving my hand again, this time sliding it downward toward her folds until I was gently rubbing around her opening, but not touching her clit or pushing my fingers inside. “First off, it’s too fucking short and thin for you to be wearing when you answer your front door.” She huffed out a tiny laugh. “However, I loved how short and thin this thing was when I walked in here and saw your beautiful, bare ass sticking out of it. I nearly came just looking at you.”

  She opened her eyes and I could see that my words and my hand were affecting her. “Is that right?”

  “Yep, and then I remembered that I had this in my hand.” I held up the can of whipped cream and Claire laughed.

  “Ooh, I like how you think. I didn’t see that in the fridge.”

  “You’re not too sleepy?”

  “Not now.”

  “Good.” I slid two fingers inside and watched as she lifted her ass up slightly to give me better access. I was still laying beside her, her face turned to me as she laid on her stomach. We stared at each other while I stroked and rubbed between her legs. She made small sounds of pleasure and took long, slow blinks.

  As I heard her breath quicken, I pulled my hand away and flipped Claire onto her back. The robe fell open. She didn’t even have the damn thing tied. “Love this fucking robe.”

  She just smiled and let her arms flop lazily up beside her head, exposing her breasts. I loved how open Claire was with me. “So, what’s your plan with that, Mr. London?” Ahh, my playful girl. This was going to be fun.

  I scooted to lay closer to her, grabbed the whipped cream, opened it and squirted it into my mouth. “Hey!” Claire smacked my chest and reached for the can, but I was too quick and my arms were too long.

  “Nope! You have to be still and ask nicely. Now, would you like a taste?”

  She huffed and said, “Yes!” Claire opened her mouth and I sprayed a small bit on her tongue. “Mmm, I love this stuff…pure sugar.” She was mumbling as she spoke.

  “My turn. Tell me where you’d like me to take my taste. Has to be somewhere on this beautiful body.” I was waving the can up and down over her naked form.

  “Oh, hmm, well, how about here?” She pointed to her belly button. I smiled, sprayed a dollop right in the middle then leaned down and slowly licked it off, letting my tongue work in circles all around her stomach. “I like,” she whispered.

  “Next.”

  Claire looked at me and smiled. “Do I get a turn to taste?”

  “No.”

  “Uh, what do you mean ‘no’? I thought we were taking turns here.”

  “Not anymore. Next.” I winked and Claire gave me her most menacing glare, but couldn’t pull it off.

  “Fine. How about here?” She pointed to her elbow.

  “Tisk, tisk…so cold.”

  “You said anywhere on my body. So, lick away.” Sassy shit.

  I sprayed again and gave it a long lick starting from just under her arm. She giggled. “Ticklish…interesting.”

  “Okay, okay.”

  “Next.”

  This time she pointed to her neck. I sprayed and licked, then lingered a bit and kissed behind her ear. I guess she’d had enough because Claire turned her face to me, grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my lips to hers. “No more,” she moaned as her tongue pushed through my lips and she her legs entangled with mine. We tasted like whip cream and it made me want to play more. After a few minutes, I pulled my head back. Claire looked at me, surprised. “I’m not near done with this.” I held up the can and shook it.

  “Derek…”

  “Lay back and be still.” She did what I said and I went to work. First, I sprayed each breast, but didn’t lick it off. Then, I sprayed a trail down the center of her stomach, all the way to her bare folds. Those could wait a few minutes. I laid the can next to us and covered one breast with my mouth and sucked hard. I’d remembered her reaction from earlier and knew she liked it.

  I moved to the other breast and did the same. “Oh, shit! Derek…oh, God. So. Amazing.” I smiled to myself and kept going, licking and sucking the trail that lead to where I really wanted to be…right between her legs.

  As soon as I kissed the last spot where I’d stopped spraying, she gasped. Yep, she knew what was next. “Open, baby.” I said against her skin.

  “Derek…” It wasn’t a protest. It was an ‘oh hell yes’ by the look of Claire’s hooded, lustful eyes.

  “Shh. This is what I want, right here.” I barely touched her opening.

  “Yes.” Her legs opened even wider. I took the can of whipped cream, sprayed up and down, coating her wet pussy with it before tossing the can aside. I held her legs apart at mid-thigh and grinned before I dove in and licked every tiny place my tongue would go. Claire moaned and squirmed, trying to use her legs for leverage to push against me and make me go deeper, more forceful with my mouth, but she couldn’t. I had her legs held in such a way that her feet weren’t touching the bed.

  “Derek, please. Harder. It’s too much, baby. Please…Can’t. Stand. It.”

  I kept going even though the begging had me on the verge of spraying my cum all over the bed. I felt Claire’s legs start to shake and knew she was too close for me to stop. I nipped her clit, sucked it into my mouth and shoved my tongue far into her opening just before she screamed my name with her orgasm. It was so powerful that I felt her clinching my tongue and I lost it. I let go of one leg and grabbed my cock and jerked it a few times before I came hard right there on the bed. I didn’t fucking care either. I’d never experienced something so erotic, so sexy and intimate. I was sure Claire hadn’t either.

  I kissed her opening one more time, let go of her other leg and looked up to see a big grin on Claire’s face and sweat around her hairline. Her eyes were closed. “Claire, baby, that was…I don’t know what that was, but I believe we’ll be doing that again, soon.”

  She laughed, “You bet your ass we will.” I was moving to grab my tee-shirt from the floor to clean myself off when Claire sat up on her elbows. “Oh, Derek, I’m sorry. I didn’t…you didn’t get to…” I stopped her.
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  “Um, yes I did.” I scrunched up my nose then pointed down at my cock and the bed.

  Claire grinned, got on her knees and crawled toward me right as I was standing to wipe myself and the bed. She grabbed my face, stopping me.

  “I lost it. Feeling you pulse around my tongue, my mouth. I fucking lost it.” I admitted.

  Claire kissed me softly and said, “Sexiest. Thing. Ever. And I’m not talking about what you just did to me.”

  “Really?”

  “God, yes! The fact that you were so turned on by what you were doing to me that you lost control and came like that…makes me tingle all over.” I kissed her hard, thrusting my tongue in so deep I thought I’d choke her. I threw Claire back on the bed and shoved my still hard cock inside her sticky opening and fucked her hard. It wasn’t love we were making. It was raw, honest mating…no doubt. I was marking my woman, again.

  *****

  We showered and cleaned up our…rather my…mess before curling up next to each other, arms and legs tangled together, and slept. She was my home. Forever.

  Chapter 28

  Claire

  I was sore.

  Everything on me was deliciously sore. My nipples, my thighs, my clit…hell I was even sore deep inside all the way to my womb. I felt like I’d been marked again and I loved it.

  I moved a bit more and found myself alone in bed. I was disappointed to say the least. He’d left me sleeping. I’d have been mad, but I knew he wasn’t far. I could feel him…huh…yeah, weird. I could feel him nearby. That was different.

  I looked at the clock to see it was 9:15am, then slowly crawled out of bed and smiled when I thought about putting on my little black robe. Yep! Perfect choice. Of course, I’d put something on underneath. I didn’t need my teenage sons seeing me half dressed. I normally did wear something under it, but Derek didn’t need to know that little tidbit.