by Lake, Rae B.
"Dillon. now. I can't wait. Please don't tease me."
"Tease you? You know I've been dreaming about you every fucking night. About how fucking bad I wanted to be inside you. To taste you. You've been teasing me for months without even knowing it. I think I should tease your ass a little bit." I grab her legs and tug her down, so her ass is just slightly hanging off the edge. I drop down to my knees and spread her legs open. She is already so wet. Her clit is slightly engorged, and she shivers even before I get close to her.
"Dillon!" She groans out and slams her hand down on the bed. I chuckle, apparently, I'm not moving fast enough. I use my fingers to spread her open and swipe my tongue against her sweet honey pot.
"Oh shit." Her entire body arches off the bed with that one swipe. Her legs go taut and just as I lick her clit one more time she explodes, screaming my name at the top of her lungs. A small warm gush of liquid comes out of her cunt and I lap it up as her legs shake hard near my ears. I have to use my forearms to make sure that she doesn't clamp her legs down. That was the quickest I have ever made her come, but I was far from through with her. I held her close to me as she cried and moaned out my name. She beats on the bed and tries to get away, but I just continue to lick and suck on her. My cock pulses with intense need. I was sure the second that I was inside her pussy I would have to stop myself from coming. I've been taking care of myself since she left. Now that I knew she was going to be right here and I was about to be balls deep I didn't think I was going to make it past two pumps.
"Fucking perfect. I missed you so fucking much." I whisper to her pussy. Keeley says she misses me too. I don't have the heart to tell her that right now me and her pussy are getting reacquainted.
I lick out another two orgasms from her. With the last one she tells me it’s too much and screams my name, the lights flicker on and off twice.
"What the hell?"
"Hmm?" She opens her eyes and tries to take a breath, but I don't let her. I simply push her legs open and go back to licking up everything that she has to give me. She laughs once before her hands do their best to grab onto me. My cock is so hard I find myself rocking against the bed just wanting to get some type of relief. I let go of one of her legs and press my middle finger into her opening. She tenses up and I move slowly, I hear her moan out as I slide inside of her. I slowly fuck her with my finger while I continue to feast on her juicy pussy.
"Fuck!" She screams out again and her head slams back on the bed. I move faster and her hips roll with every one of my thrusts. There's my girl. I can't help the smile that crawls up my face. After a few more minutes and getting another digit into her pussy, her walls clamp down and she orgasms again for the fourth time.
"Dillon please!" She screams as her entire body contracts and trembles with her climax.
The lights flicker again, this time it's three times.
"What the hell is that?" I sit all the way back this time. That shit is weird.
"What? What's wrong?" Keeley leans up her belly making it hard for her to get into a seated position.
"Your lights are doing some weird shit." I say and look around.
"Fuck, how many times?"
"Huh?"
"They flickered, right? How many times?"
"Uh, twice then three times." I stand up and watch as she scrambles out of the bed. "Where are you going?"
"He must be able to hear me screaming. I have to signal, or he'll come over."
I'm confused as fuck and getting angrier by the second. "Who the fuck are you talking about?"
She flicks her lights twice, waits a second and then turns them off completely. "Fly, somehow the lights for these two places are connected to each other. So as a safety thing if I need help or if he thinks I need help we flick the lights. Twice for are you ok. Three times for I'm getting my gun, four times for I'll be there in 30 seconds hide behind furniture to not get shot." Keeley laughs like it's a joke, but it just pisses me off further. She had to rely on some random motherfucker to protect her when I couldn't. "You two have ..."
"Not once, ever. He's been a fucking godsend. He's a brother to me that's all." She answers as she comes closer to me and wraps her hands back around my neck.
"He heard you?"
"Yeah, he's not really that far away." She shrugs.
I pick her back up and toss her on the bed. Let's give him a lot fucking more to hear. I know it's silly to want to let him know that I'm back to claim what’s mine, but that's exactly what I want to do.
"You ready for me Keeley?" I pull my boxers down and have to hold onto my cock, so it doesn't bounce from the motion. I feel like the skin on my dick is about to split open its so engorged.
"Always. I'm always ready for you Dillon." She lays back and puts her hands out for me to come to her. I can't lay directly on top of her, because of her belly. Instead, I pull her legs open and let her wrap them around my hips I lean forward and softly lick her nipple. She squeals and tries to move down to get to my dick. Just like when she was pregnant with Lily, her nipples are so sensitive.
I move up and kiss up her chest onto her neck. She pulls on me to hurry the process.
"Dillon enough. I'm tired of waiting. I want my husband." She whispers against my ear.
"Fuck Keeley, I'm right here." I don't know if I would ever become immune to this woman. I reach down and line up my cock with her slit. I press forward and the second her warm heat starts to envelop me I lose my head. I push in fast, but she juts her hand down to stop me.
I want to rip her hand away. She is one of the only women who has ever been able to take all of me without complaining. The fact that I know she can take all of me has me chomping at the bit to get balls deep inside of her now.
"Let me." She sighs out and I already know what she wants. She needs to get used to me again. It's been close to eight months since the last time that we've had sex, of course she would need to get used to me again.
"Fucking do it baby, let me in." I growl at her and raise my hands to tweak her sensitive breasts. Fuck I love it when she's pregnant, something about the way her body glows and the way everything on her is so responsive to my touch was exciting. Her hips began to rock side to side and slowly she tips her pelvis back and forth trying to get her walls to open up and take more of me in. When I felt her moving further down and faster, I grab hold of her hips and plunge all the way in.
"Mmmm! Dillon, fuck!" She cries out and I have to tip my head back at the intense sensations that I'm feeling. If it were possible to lose your virginity a second time, I'm sure this is what it would feel like. I've had sex with Keeley hundreds if not thousands of times, but it's never felt this fucking good.
I let my head fall back down and raise up on my knees while she still has her legs wrapped around me. I want to see all of her. I pump into her slowly at first, watching her breasts slowly bounce and sway with every thrust. I watch as her eyes flutter open, and she stares at me. Her gold eyes darkening with lust and love.
"All mine, you're all fucking mine. Never leave me again."
"I'm all yours Dillon. Nothing will ever change that." She whispers and it's like my body just can't hold back anymore. I pick up the pace. Sounds of flesh smacking against flesh echo around the room. I continue to rock into her at a fast pace, but not too hard. When I see her mouth open and watch her stick a knuckle in her mouth to bite down, I double my efforts. She's trying not to scream too loud. Fuck that. I want her neighbor to hear us. I want him to hear her screaming out for me in complete fucking ecstasy.
"Don't you fucking hold back. We didn't go through all this for you to give me half of you. I want it all." I grunt and pull myself out of her dripping wet pussy. Before she can even complain about missing me, I flip her over and pull her up, so she is on all fours. I can be rougher with her this way. I ram myself all the way into her and she sucks in a huge breath, then screams into the covers. I lean forward and grab her hair to pull her head up.
"Let me fucking hear you, Keeley." I keep h
er in that position and pump into her. "Whose pussy is this?"
She turns her head and looks at me over her shoulder. Her eyes hooded, her lips slightly swollen from our kisses, her cheeks bright pink with blush—one of the sexiest sights I have ever seen in my life. "Show me who this pussy belongs to." she says, a fucking challenge.
"You need me to show you, Keeley. Let me fucking remind you." I say, a deep growl rumbles up into my throat as I press her chest and head down into the mattress. Using both hands to grab onto her hips, I pound into her as hard as I want. I fuck all the uncertainty out of her. All the doubt. Every fucking question she might have had as to what I wanted or what I would do. She was mine and I would never give her up.
"Oh my God! Oh God! Oh Dillon!" She screams out.
"Whose pussy is it, Keeley?" I ask again.
"Yours! It's all fucking yours Dillon. God yes." She reaches back to get a grip on my wrist which puts a deeper arch into her back. "Oh, fuck don't stop please. Yes!" She screams loudly and there is no doubt that every neighbor she has in a one-mile radius can hear her. "Dillon, again. I'm going to ... again." She whines as her cunt slams back on my dick over and over. She tries to move away as another orgasm takes over her body.
"Where do you think you're going?" I can feel every muscle in my body straining with effort, but I didn't want to be done yet. No, I wanted so much more. I pull her legs out from under her, so she is lying as close to flat as she can get. I lay on top of her doing my best to stay as connected to her as I could while still giving her some room for the baby. I grind into her, getting as deep as I can to feel her walls pulse around me. I need to feel all of her. I fuck her like that until she rides out her orgasm.
"Jesus Christ … Dillon, you're trying to kill me." She lets out a breathy laugh as she tries to catch her breath. I push her long hair out of the way and suck on the skin below her ear as I continue to pump inside of her. Those breathy laughs turn into deep guttural moans.
"Fuck Princess. I going to come so damn hard." The combination of her tight pussy, those intoxicating sounds and the all consuming love I have for her seems to be pooling like liquid pleasure at the top of my thighs and the small of my back.
She pushes up and part of me wants to just hold her down by her neck, but I reign in the brute inside me. She crawls out from under me, and I feel fucking lost without her hot pussy wrapped around my shaft.
"Keeley." I groan out, but she is already moving towards me. She grabs my hand and pulls me so I'm lying down on the bed. She quickly grabs hold of my cock and positions herself over me. I have to fight everything in me not to just grab her and slam her down on top of me. She slowly let's herself fall down on to me.
"Mother fuck!" My head presses back into the mattress as she takes complete control and starts riding me, knowing exactly how I love it. I raise my hands to touch her, but I'm so stuck in the mind-blowing feelings she is giving me that I can't focus on any one thing. "Keeley, shit. My Keeley …" My eyes slam shut, and I roar loud as she rides me fast leaning her hands down to my chest for support. I raise my legs, so my heels are on the bed and I grab her hips pushing her body forward more. As she rocks down on me, I thrust up into her. She yells out again, but I can't stop to let her ride her orgasm out, not when mine is so fucking close. My arms tremble as I dig the pads of my fingers into the soft flesh of her hips and ass. Then like a fucking freight train, I come hard enough that it feels like my balls have turned inside out and every inch of my skin feels like it’s on fire with pleasure. My body contracts hard and I empty everything into her. I hold her tight and even after my body has calmed down, I don't let her go.
"I love you, Dillon." She whispers as she turns her head and cuddles into my chest.
"I love you, Keeley. More than anything." I whisper back to her. I feel sleep trying to take over and finally with my woman in my arms I welcome it.
Keeley
The next time I open my eyes, Dillon is sprawled out to the side of me. I didn’t expect him to be so accepting of my situation, but after the initial shock it didn’t even faze him. I guess part of me had thought that if he saw me like this, he would not want anything to do with me.
I should have known better. I softly run my fingers through his hair, and he tightens his grip on me. He’s sleeping so soundly, but I know that I have to get up. Lily will get upset if she wakes up and I’m not there.
I softly push my way out of Dillon’s grasp and make my way to the main room where I’d left my phone. There are quite a few text messages from Fly. I hope Dillon didn’t hurt him.
I slide the indicator on my phone and find his number. I call him and he answers after the third ring.
"Yeah." His voice is gravelly, sounds like he just woke up. When I look over to the clock, I see that It’s already past one in the morning. I should have woken up earlier.
"Sorry, I’m sorry. Can you bring Lily over? Or I can come and get her." I keep my voice low, I don’t want to wake Dillon up.
"Is it safe?"
"What the heck does that mean?"
"Just the other day you were set against seeing that dude again, then he shows up and things are what, all better?" I could hear the disbelief in his voice.
"No, not all better, but we can get there. He’s a good man. He made a mistake and he’s paying for it. I’ve made him suffer enough." My voice is harsher than I would like for it to be.
"If you say so. I want you both to be happy. I just don’t want either of you being hurt in the process."
"I know Fly. Me too." I sigh out and hear something behind me. I turn around in surprise to see Dillon posted up at the doorway just watching me on the phone. "Bring Lily please."
I hang up before he has anything to say. I can tell in Dillon’s eyes that he is uneasy with Fly. I don’t want there to be any more animosity then there has to be.
"Who was that?" Dillon asks as he moves toward me.
"Fly, Lily doesn’t like waking up without me. She gets scared."
"Do you make it a habit to call him at all fucking times of the night?" He snaps at me.
"When it concerns my daughter, I’ll call him whenever the fuck I need to." I snap right back and then take a deep breath. "Why are you fighting me, did you want me to leave her there?"
"No."
"Then what is the problem?"
He looks away, "I feel like he’s trying to take my place. I’m not ready to give it up."
Oh Lord. "Dillon, I need you to listen to me." I move closer to him and grab his face so that he is focused on me. "There has never been anything with me and him. I’m sure when he first saw me, he might have been attracted in some way. But after five minutes of being around each other we have been nothing, but very good friends. Please don’t make this more than it is."
He nods once. The doorbell rings and I let him go. "Come in." I say.
Max is the first one to trot in when Fly opens the door. He makes his way up to Dillon licks his hand and then walks over to his bed to sleep. I take a step forward to take a sleeping Lily out of Fly’s arms, but he turns her away from me.
"Now that there is someone in a less delicate condition here, maybe you shouldn’t be lifting her up." He yawns and walks over to Dillon.
"You want to take her?"
Dillon takes the sleeping child out of Fly’s arms and there’s no cursing or punching. I will say that’s a win.
"Thanks." He turns and walks with her in the direction of the bedrooms leaving me and Fly standing in the living room.
"So, you leaving now?" Fly asks right away.
"I have no idea. I don’t’ think so. I don’t think I could be in the club scene right now. At least not until I give birth."
"Just don’t leave without saying bye, you hear?"
"Never."
Fly turns around and walks his way to the front door. "Tell me were you faking?" He speaks low.
"What?" I ask having to move closer to him to hear what he was saying.
He turns around, "
I counted five times. That’s fucking impossible."
I let my head fall back and laugh. "I actually think it was six. Why do you think I’ve missed him so much?"
Fly sucks his teeth and turns to the door, "Tell your husband I need tips."
"I teach a class on Tuesdays and every other Sunday." Dillon calls out from the back obviously well aware of what we are talking about.
I laugh harder and have to cover my mouth to keep from waking Lily.
When Dillon walks back out with a smile on his face, I know things are going to be alright.
* * *
The next few days Dillon and I rekindle our relationship. Every time I look at him, he is staring at me with all the adoration of a newlywed husband. He doesn’t shy away from the baby bump and talks to the baby every day. For a hardened killer, this man really knows how to break down my defenses. I’m still intensely worried about the child not being his, but every loving gesture and kiss gives me hope that maybe it will be ok.
It’s still a bit tense between Fly and Dillon, but at least they aren’t fighting each other any longer. Roth went on his way the next day after they got here. I wasn’t sure if they had made plans to ride out together, but it’s evident Dillon had no intention of leaving any time soon. After the fifth day of him wearing the same clothes I sent him shopping. If he were staying, he needed some things to wear.
"Momma, is Daddy here to stay now?" Lily asks from where she was laying down on the floor by my feet coloring a picture.
I didn’t know the answer to that. Over the past few days, he had told me about his journey and all the advice he'd got from people. It sounded like he really did a lot of soul searching while he’s been riding nomad. Before when he would talk it was always about what the guys in the club would want or who he could pull in as an ally. Now it was all about what was best for me and him. He wanted the club to prosper and succeed, but it seemed like the end all be all decision was his and his alone. The power, the strength, the self-confidence—that is exactly what I fell in love with the first time me and him got together. I believed that he was going back to his previous ways, but I didn’t know if that meant he would stay here forever. His club was all the way on the other side of the country. As much as I trusted Clean to keep the club safe I didn’t think I could be there again.
