From This Moment

by Lexi Buchanan

  “God, you’re so wet for me.”

  “Hmm.”

  I sit up on the bed, and lean over to unfasten his slacks. His erection is throbbing and wet on the tip. Taking a tight hold of him in my hand causes a slight shake in Cade’s.

  Moving my thong to the side, I slide off the bed, impaling myself on his thick cock. I plunder and lick in and out of his mouth, imitating what I want him to do to me with his cock.

  Leaning slightly back, I rest on my elbows on the bed as Cade holds my bottom while breathing deeply. He pulls me forward so I wrap my arms around his neck and start rocking against him. He feels so good inside me. So long, thick and hard, and I’m so wet. Having his hands on my bottom, his cock inside me, and his fingers hovering over my anus makes my whole body tingle and my stomach muscle contract in pleasure.

  I look into Cade’s eyes and see all his love for me, right there, shining bright. Our breathing starts to get more erratic. “I can’t hold on sweetheart.” Cade manages to gasp.

  Reaching between my legs, he rubs my clit, and I writhe around on top of his cock in ecstasy. It takes seconds before I feel my orgasm gathering speed in my lower belly, and then it bursts forth. My sex starts to contract around Cade’s dick. Milking him for all he’s worth while he groans, releasing his hot, white cum against my sensitive walls.

  While small tremors are still running through me, Cade gathers me into his arms and just holds me while our breathing starts to even out. Still impaled on his growing shaft, I can’t help but squeeze him with my muscles. He feels so damn good.

  “Argh, sweetheart, you have to stop.”

  “I hear you, but I don’t want to stop.” I pout. “But I do have plans for after dinner. One of which involves your dick, a tub of cream and my mouth.”

  “Fuck, Rona.” Cade growls before he starts to laugh. “You’re going to wear me out before we even get on vacation.”

  “No chance of that.”

  I start to my feet, dragging a groan from both of us. He feels so good sliding out of me.

  Looking down at Cade, who’s on his knees with his cock still hard, sticking up in front of him, glistening with our combined juices has me bringing my legs together to try and stop the surge of lust I feel at the sight.

  Climbing to his feet, legs shaky, he holds his pants up with one hand and brings me in close with his other hand. He quickly kisses me. “Go get cleaned up. Then it’s my turn, before we head downstairs to see how Jake reacted to Elise.”

  “Ah, slight change of plans,” I admit. “I’ve told Elise I’ll make them a tray and leave it outside their room.”

  “I like that idea.”

  “Hmm. So do I. I actually did it because I need to remember that Jake isn’t only a friend, but your son. I figured it would be too awkward.”

  “Thank you for that.” He kisses me before letting me go.

  Cade

  Walking out of the bathroom after cleaning up, I find Rona leaning against the door still looking hot and bothered not to mention sexy as hell. I can already feel myself getting hard again. Even the orgasm we’ve just shared a few minutes ago hasn’t dulled my body’s response to my fiancée.

  Just thinking of the word fiancée makes my heart flip with anticipation and joy. I’ve never felt like this before. Walking toward her, I lace our fingers together then kiss her lips. “Let’s go and eat so we can get down to business.”

  She smirks. “In a rush, are we?”

  “I can’t get my dick, cream and your mouth out of my head.”

  “Be patient, honey.”

  Rona grins, and taking my hand, gives a slight tug to get me moving with her downstairs.

  Rona

  Trying to sit still with Cade across from me looking handsome in his button down is driving me crazy. All through the meal I’ve felt him between my thighs, even though he’s sitting across from me. The taster I initiated upstairs has set my blood alight, and regardless of the orgasm that he gave me, my body is still alight.

  Cade is trying to act cool, when, in fact, he’s nearly choking on his food to get it down faster.

  Deciding enough is enough, I suddenly stand, startling Cade, and begin collecting our dishes. I take them into the kitchen and unload them on the countertop.

  Pulling the fridge door open, I remove the cream and cherries and walk over to the chair in the living room. I sit the cherries and cream on the side table and press the remote to draw the blinds over the windows.

  I turn back to Cade who hasn’t moved from the table. “I made a promise.”

  He gulps, loudly, looking frozen to the spot. “Fuck.”

  I start to pull my dress down while holding his gaze, baring first my breasts, then my hips. I pause, and wait for his eyes to finish caressing me and to be back on mine, and when they are, I drop the dress to the floor and step out of it. Still in my heels, still looking at Cade, I slide my thong down my legs.

  Seeing his aroused expression, I turn around giving him a view of my bottom as I bend over to pick up my dress and thong. I smile when I hear Cade curse a blue streak.

  I throw my dress and thong onto the sofa and slowly walk toward Cade, who’s sporting an enormous erection from what I can see.

  I move into his personal space. “Hi, honey. Don’t touch me yet. Are you enjoying the show so far?” My fingers trace a path down his shirt as I undo the buttons.

  He doesn’t answer. I carry on with his shirt. When all the buttons are undone, including the ones at his cuffs, I smooth my hands against his naked chest before moving upward over his shoulders. I rub my breasts against him, their tips rock hard and desperate for Cade’s fingers, his mouth.

  I finally take his shirt off and toss it away while kissing each of his nipples. I meet his eyes and start to kiss down his stomach as I kneel in front of him.

  “You’re killing me,” he says, between clenched teeth.

  “Not for long, honey. Hold on to the chair a minute.”

  As he takes hold of the chair, I lift first one leg then the other to remove his shoes and socks. I stroke up his trouser legs with my hands and make eye contact with the bulge beneath. Unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers, I purposely avoid touching him. He’s so far gone that I don’t want him coming too soon.

  Sliding my hands inside his trousers, I push them down his legs, avoiding his weeping cock because all I want to do is put my tongue on him and lick him up. When his trousers are completely off, I drop them to the floor.

  Cade is completely naked.

  Sitting back on my heels, I make contact with his eyes, full of love and lust for me. I caress him with my eyes. He quivers. His cock pulses, weeping like crazy. I stand up and taking hold of his hand, lead him to the chair where I’ve left the dessert.

  “Sit.”

  He sinks down in the chair. “Move forward a bit.”

  Opening his legs, I kneel between them and watch his jaw clench. I move in to lick his balls, resting on the edge of the chair. I swipe my tongue over them. He shudders. Taking one ball into my mouth, I gently massage and lick it with my tongue and then release it to do the same with the other one.

  I pick up the can of cream and shake it before looking into his dark heavy-lidded eyes that are locked on to mine. Pressing the crown of his cock against his stomach, I spray the cream along his shaft. He arches off the chair, the veins in his neck prominent as he grips the arms of the chair.

  Supporting myself on his thighs, I lean forward and lap around his sac before licking a trail of cream up the pulsing length of him to swirl my tongue around the sensitive tip.

  Cade growls, and threading his fingers through my hair, holds my head against him.

  I feel the need running through him with the way his hands aren’t quite steady, and the slight quiver to his thighs.

  I’ve done this to him.

  Setting the cream aside, knowing I need to give him the relief he’s been fighting against, I take hold of his shaft, and lick his essence from the slit before sucking
him into my mouth. I massage him with my tongue, taking him in deeper, until he touches the back of my throat. I swallow. He shouts my name, ejaculating everything he has down my throat.

  I swipe my tongue all around, releasing him. Looking up, I meet his green eyes, licking my lips with a smile on my face. “That was hot. We’ll have to do it again sometime.” I kick my shoes off ready to climb aboard.

  Cade

  “We’ll have to do it again sometime. Christ, woman, you nearly killed me. I’ve never known so much pleasure.” I’m still trying to catch my breath.

  “Is that a fact?” She rises from the floor, dropping a kiss to the tip of my twitching cock on the way. She then kisses up to my ribs, licking my nipples before moving upward to kiss along my neck and mouth.

  Still breathing unevenly, I lean forward and grab Rona under her arms, lifting her on top of me to straddle my legs. Cupping her head with my hands, I fit my mouth to hers hungrily. As her tongue plunders mine, I feel myself going from semi-erect to fully erect.

  Impossible.

  Backing off from the kiss, she whispers, “I want you inside me,” against my ear, sending shivers straight through me to my cock.

  “Soon, sweetheart. In fact, if you keep wiggling in my lap like that, it’ll be sooner than I intend.”

  Moving to cup her plump breasts in my hands, I rub back and forth over her nipples. Every time I rub the hardened nub, her stomach quivers and her breathing comes out on a whoosh.

  “It’s your turn now, sweetheart.”

  She grabs hold of my arms for support as I pinch both nipples between my fingers and gently twist. Rona arches into my touch, and moaning, she grinds herself against me.

  Reaching for the cream, I spray a circle around each nipple before dropping the canister to the floor.

  Unable to catch my breath, I look at the feast waiting for me before looking up and seeing the lust in her eyes.

  Fuck, she’s hot.

  “You look good enough to eat.”

  She starts sliding her wet folds up and down my cock, which is fully engorged between her legs. The friction has me weeping pre-cum against my stomach.

  “Then eat me. Please,” she groans.

  Slipping a hand between us to the entrance to her core, I dip one finger in as I start to eat and lick one cream feast before moving on to the other cream covered nipple. Rona is grinding on my hand and whimpering in pleasure, which has my dick so excited I’m not even sure if I’m going to be able to hold my building orgasm at bay.

  Once I’ve completely licked all the cream up, I can’t stop sucking and licking her breasts, while I continue fingering her pussy.

  She’s so slick against my hand, breathing heavily. All I want is to slide my dick inside her.

  “I’m so close, Cade. I want you inside me.”

  I don’t need telling twice.

  Lifting my head from her breast, I remove my fingers from between her thighs. Helping her to kneel astride me, I hold my erection as she slides down enclosing me in her warm, tight glove of heat.

  “Ride me,” I hiss between my teeth as she rises up and drops back down on me, impaling herself, over and over again, on my heated dick.

  Pulling her close, I lap at her breasts and the nipples that I can’t get enough of while she grinds on me like her life depends on it.

  The fire in my balls ignites into an inferno and rushes along the length of my cock, bursting forth inside her. Before I can catch my breath, Rona starts to climax, her muscles contracting around me, prolonging my release as she sucks me dry while shuddering above me.

  Chapter 34

  Elise

  “Hey, Jake. What do you think?” I ask, standing on top of a ladder in the living room of our new home.

  Silence follows my question, and then, “Elise! What the fuck are you doing up there? Get down this minute,” shouts one furious wall of muscle.

  “I’ll get down when you answer my question.” I smile, knowing it’s frustrating the hell out of him having me so high up when he’s down below.

  Jake growls. “It looks great.” He inhales. “Now please come down here. I need to hold you.”

  How is a girl supposed to ignore his request when he puts it like that?

  “Here.” I pass him the large canvas I was holding to the wall, and carefully start down the steps. “Will you hammer some pins in the wall for me later so I can put that on the wall?”

  Jake props the canvas against the wall and looks at me with heat in his eyes. He takes the two steps to me, backing me into the wall. “You are not to go up that thing again.”

  He slams his lips to mine so I can’t reply. I love him but he isn’t going to be telling what I can and cannot do.

  Not letting him distract me, I push against the unmovable wall of muscle and when that doesn’t work, I stamp on his foot.

  “Fuck, Elise.”

  “Don’t you ‘fuck, Elise’ me. I’m not made of glass and if I want to go up a ladder then I will, regardless of your high handedness.” I cross my arms in front of my chest.

  His eyes narrow before he starts laughing.

  “I do not find this argument funny.”

  “Sorry.” He carries on laughing before wiping his eyes and getting himself under control. “Babe, I’m not trying to be overbearing, but dammit, I sure as hell don’t want you falling off that thing. You’re only, um, fine boned and you’d probably break more than one bone falling off.”

  All the annoyance drains out of me. I’m being a bitch and I’ve no idea why.

  As my eyes start to fill up, I try to blink away the moisture, but no such luck. They start to fall down my face.

  Jake notices and looks panic stricken, but instead of running away, he grabs me up into a tight embrace. His hands pull me into his chest as they rub up and down on my back in a smooth caress. “I’m sorry, Elise. I never meant to upset you. The thought of you being hurt causes a pain in my chest.”

  I wrap my arm around his waist. “I love you, and I appreciate that you want me to stay safe, but I don’t want to be encased in bubble wrap.” I sigh. “I also have no idea why I’m crying.”

  “Babe, look at me.”

  With the help of Jake’s hand beneath my chin, I raise my face to his. “I’m sorry.” He kisses me. “I think the tears are just a buildup of everything that’s been happening. I expect they might pop up every now and again for a while.” He uses his thumbs to wipe my tears away before leaning forward and kissing each eyelid and my lips. “If you need to talk to someone, please tell me, okay? I want to help you as much as I can, and I’ll always be here to hold your hand, but saying that, I understand if you want to try talking it out with a shrink or someone.”

  “I really do love you.”

  Jake

  Well, at least I didn’t get my head bitten off for suggesting a shrink. I don’t think she’s doing that badly and this is only the third time since Tom was killed that she’s started to cry unexpectedly. At least that I know of.

  I’d come back from the airport after dropping my dad and Rona, four nights ago, to find Elise in floods of tears. I think it was worse for her then because she was alone and I wasn’t with her to hold her and tell her everything would be all right.

  But if it helps her to be free of Tom, once and for all, and what he was like then I’m all for it. Part of me wonders if she’s struggling because she’s with me, and doesn’t want to talk about her relationship with another man to, I don’t know, maybe, protect my feelings.

  I want Elise to know that I’ll support her in any way she wants, and I hope she finally understands that.

  Hearing car doors banging outside, Elise raises her head to look at me with a question in her eyes. I shrug, not having a clue who is visiting us.

  “Are you okay?”

  She smiles. “I’m more than okay.” She reaches up and quickly kisses me on the cheek. “Thank you.”

  I’m about to reply when Anna and Beth walk into the house.

  �
��What’s wrong with knocking?” I growl.

  Elise laughs, patting me on my chest, and rolls her eyes before moving forward to greet my sisters.

  “I’m serious. When we’re actually living here you better start knocking or you might see something you’d rather not.” I smirk as Elise blushes. I pull her in to my arms.

  “Jake, really?” Anna pushes past me. “It’s starting to look like a home.” She eyes me. “You’ve done good.”

  “Thanks, sis.”

  “We need to talk to you,” Beth states, causing my smile to fade to a frown.

  Anna clears her throat. “How do you feel about Rona and Dad having kids?”

  I open my mouth to reply, but nothing comes out. That sure as hell wasn’t what I was expecting.

  “Um, seriously? We’re really having this conversation?”

  “Jake, we have to.” Beth removes her scarf and fiddles with it. “Rona is only a year younger than you. She might want children.”

  I’m starting to feel uncomfortable now. I can’t imagine any child wanting to think about their dad having sex.

  “I mean they’re probably at it all the time where they are,” Anna adds.

  I wince. “I really don’t want to think about that.”

  “Oh, Jake, grow up.”

  “Anna. I seriously do not want to think about Dad and Rona getting it on, and I can’t believe you two are.”

  “So you’re saying you’re against it?” Beth asks.

  I let out a whoosh of air. “Look, if they want to have kids then who are we to stop them? It’s none of our business. I mean you two never asked Dad permission to have your kids.” I run my hands through my hair. “I’ve never seen Dad as happy, and Rona truly does love him so, although it would be weird at first, I’m certainly not going to be against it. I mean he’s our dad, we only have one.”

  Elise kisses my chest. “I knew there was a reason why I loved you so much.” She offers me a watery smile.

  “That’s settled then,” Anna says. “They are going to try and Skype after their wedding, so I think you should tell Dad we’re okay with it. It will be a verbal wedding present.”