by Kitty Berry
“Fuck, Jordan, that’s real good, baby. You want me to come in that mouth of yours, don’t you?”
“Mmm,” she hums around my cock and the vibrations help me along.
I’m so fucking close, I swear I feel my ejaculation filling my cock as it grows harder, readying to explode and take me to another world. One where only Jordan can take me, one where I find momentary peace from the noise in my head. I push my hips forward and force another inch or two into her slick throat.
A few strands of hair fall into her face and I push them back. I can’t have them obscuring this perfect view of my girl with her lips stretched wide around my dick as I’m about to fill her mouth.
“I’m ready to come, Jordan. Are you ready to take it?” I ask.
The question was merely a formality because pinned as I now had her, she was at my mercy and would take every last drop then lick her lips for any trace left behind.
I work my cock back and forth, in and out of her mouth, fucking her face until I can’t last another second and my orgasm begins to tear through me. I feel the tension in my muscles, my eyes closing so I know Jordan sees my restraint waning from the look I must have on my face. I try to hold off for as long as I can so that the pleasure will be that much stronger, but it’s too much and I quickly succumb and fill her mouth with spurt followed by spurt of my warm release.
I groan her name as I come in her mouth. “Jordan, oh yeah, baby. Fuck…yes!”
I tug on her restraints to grab some slack so I can flip her over to her knees. She pulls in a gulp of air from the shock of the quickness of my movements. “Get on your knees,” I demand then I slap her supple ass when she complies.
I lower my hand to her pussy and then it’s my turn to heave in the air when I feel just how wet she is for me. “Oh, baby, you’re so fucking wet. I’m not going to even need lube for this.”
I toy with her for what feels like hours, my finger swirling in her arousal, taking it from her entrance to her clit. I press gently with my thumb and roll her nub under it until she purrs like a kitten in heat, her hips pushing back into me, making my cock hard again.
I collect her arousal on my fingers then bring them to her ass and slowly slide one, then another inside.
“Callan,” she groans. “Please. I need…”
“I’ve got you. I know what you need, baby. Deep breaths for me. I’m going to get my dick wet then I’m going to need you nice and relaxed so you can take me in. I’ll go slow and easy at first.”
Not wanting to hurt her, I keep my word and sink deep into her pussy, coating my length with her wetness before pulling out on a growl and lining the head of my cock up to her ass.
Jordan arches her back in the perfect show of submission and accepts me deep into her tightness. “Yes,” she sighs when I push an inch inside her. “More, Callan. I want all of you.”
She turns to look at me over her shoulder and I know by the look in her eyes that she means more than this, more than allowing me anal sex. Jordan means she’ll continue to accept me for who I am, flaws and all.
“For how long?” I ask. “Hmm, what about when we have kids and one of their friends says something about the weird dad or the other mothers don’t want you in their playgroup because I said or did something to offend them? How about then? How long will you want all of me?” I ask as I sink into the hilt then begin to thrust as she tries her best to answer me.
“For the rest of forever, Callan,” she says.
That wasn’t what I expected to hear, but the words are exactly what I wanted, and they bring tears to my eyes. I nod at her, and Jordan smiles back at me quickly before lowering her forehead to the bed to raise her ass. I take her actions as an invitation and settle into my pace, brutal, and quick thrusts of my cock through her tightest, most sensitive flesh.
“I need you, Callan. Make me come.”
Knowing she can’t bring her fingers to her clit the way she likes to when I take her this way, I reassure her with my words as my fingers find her pussy and toy with her in the way she needs to come undone. “Always, sweet girl. I love you. I’ll take care of you in every way.”
“I love you, too.” She sighs before screaming out my name as she comes around my fingers. “Callan!”
The throbbing from her pussy vibrates through to my cock and I know it’s going to take me over right behind her.
“I’m going too, baby. You want me to come inside you or mark what’s mine.”
“Mark yours, Callan. I’m all yours…forever.”
I barely pull out in time and take myself in my hand, stroking myself over the edge and watching as I spurt stream after stream of my release over her back as I stake my claim. “All fucking mine, Jor. Forever. Mine. Love you, baby.”
Once my body is spent, I collapse atop hers and use my strong hand on her jaw to turn her lips to mine so I can claim her mouth next. She opens for me and lets me sweep my tongue over hers with a groan as my dick throbs on her ass. Knowing she can’t handle another round after the one we just had, I pull off her and unhook her from the restraints.
Jordan sighs as she cuddles into my side, her hand going to toy with the dusting of hair on my chest. “So, you bought a castle for me? Even when you were pissed? You must really love me, huh?”
I laugh. “Yeah, baby, I really love you. But I haven’t bought you a castle yet, because…”
“Because what?” she interrupts.
“There’s a catch. I can get the castle from the town at a steal and then we’ll be able to remodel it any way we like to, but I’ll need to agree to the mayor’s terms.”
“Which are?”
“We’ll talk about them in the car. Come on, let’s get cleaned up and head back to the B and B, I’m starving.”
“You’re always starving.”
After a quick shower to clean up, we find Colleen with Teyler on the sofa looking like two teenagers who were just caught fucking on the couch in their parent’s basement.
“We’ll be out of your way in a minute,” Tey says. “We’re heading to a movie.”
“Don’t leave on our account. We’re heading to the B and B. The place is all yours.”
Colleen smiles knowing that things are working out for me then stands and takes me into her comforting arms. She whispers into my ear, “Maybe your luck will rub off on me.”
I send her a wink then shoulder bump Tey who has stood to see us to the door.
Once in the car, I share with Jordan the terms I agreed to. I tell her that Mayor James has a younger brother who happens to be the famous Matthew James and they’ve concocted the idea to use our soon-to-be castle as the set for his latest movie endeavor. The one that will be based on the fable of the Ingram and Charleston families.
“How did that happen?” Jordan asks.
I sigh. “He knew Ingram would never agree to let them use his castle. Ours looks just like his so they’ll use it as both. Mayor James knew he had me by the balls and took advantage of the fact that I wanted to buy the castle to make you happy.”
“Are you going to be okay with the amount of people that will bring into our home?”
“Not really, but I’ll do anything to make it our home. As long as we’re together, I can handle anything.”
Jordan is excited over the idea of a movie being filmed at our house; I can tell. She’s trying to squelch her excitement because she knows it’s going to bring me stress.
“Maybe Ingram will shut the whole thing down,” I say.
“I’m sure he’s going to try. This is going to be great. I can’t wait to tell my sisters. I bet we’ll be able to be extras.”
I sigh at the turn of events my life has taken. But at least I have Jordan back.
When we open the main door of the bed-and-breakfast, I’m almost knocked down by Courtney, Bridget, and Jenny, not to mention Beast who tries to jump high enough to reach my arms. I laugh, bend down, and pick the mutt up without wearing my oven mitts, and pat him on the head. The girls squeal when Ace
and Elliot move them out of their way to take me in for a group bro hug.
“We need to apologize for giving you a hard time all these years,” Elliot begins. “We never meant any of it to hurt your feelings.”
“Never,” Ace confirms. “We love you. You’re our brother, man, flaws and all.”
Tears threaten to fall, and I heave in a deep breath to ward them off with no success. “I need to tell you what it was like, why this bothered me so much.”
The women tear up with me, and Jordan offers her silent support by pushing me to sit and climbing into my lap. Ace and Elliot fumble around, then return to my side and offer me a beer for one hand and a shot of whiskey for the other.
I accept their offer and down the shot before chasing it with a gulp of beer. Then I sigh and start explaining my feelings of inferiority. “I never cared what kids at school thought of me or that they excluded me from their parties. I didn’t want to be there anyway. I preferred taking my computer apart over having friends. Then I met you guys, and I understood why the kids at school had wanted friends.”
Elliot sits on the sofa across from me and pulls his wife into his lap while Ace smiles down adoringly at his son in his wife’s arms. “I remember the guys being assholes to you in training before we really knew you. I thought you just had a thick skin and were a bigger man than me and just ignored them.”
“Monti and I couldn’t tolerate their shit and talked to them.”
“I never knew that. I didn’t realize they were making fun of me.”
Ace and Elliot shrug.
“Girls are worse,” Courtney says. “When we were in high school, we didn’t really have friends either. The girls were either pissed at Bridget and I for already sleeping with their boyfriends or they didn’t want to take the chance on us because they figured it was only a matter of time before we did.”
“They weren’t wrong,” Bridget sadly admits. “But we’ve changed, and Scarlett gave us a chance.”
Jenny nuzzles Beast. “Beast wuvs you,” she coos into her dog’s ear. “Isn’t that wight?”
“Why do you talk to him like he only understands baby talk?” Jordan asks.
Jenny shrugs and I continue. “So, growing up was hard at times. The kids shunning me didn’t matter to me, but it affected my mom’s relationships with her friends and my dad was clearly ashamed of me.”
Jordan snuggles into my neck then kisses my stubble-covered jaw.
I spend the next hour nursing my beer and describing what it was like to be that kid that was different than everyone else, the weird guy that was able to fuck any girl he wanted because my outward features and big dick were pleasing to them, but no one would spend enough time to get to know how I worked. No one, not one girl ever gave a shit about who I was until Jordan came along. Sure, Courtney and I had a special connection, but other than the fact that we fucked, it was never based on romantic feelings. Courtney and I were more like best friends with benefits than anything else.
As the day turns to night and we decide to order a few pizzas, my friends, the first and only true friends I’ve ever had, all stand and drag me in for a group hug. That hug turns to kisses and pats on my back from the men, squeezes and nuzzles from the girls. All things that I never would have been able to tolerate in my earlier days, and probably couldn’t stand now if done by anyone else.
“We love you,” the girls coo in unison.
“Us too,” Ace says as he pulls Elliot into his side.
“I love all of you,” I state.
Beast barks then leaps into my arms and I catch him…without my oven mitts.
Chapter Twelve
With my contract for the castle signed and Elliot’s restaurant quickly gaining notoriety, Pete Roman begins the renovations with Mason James by his side while Jordan and I return to New York with our friends for her graduation ceremony.
Her parents cry when she walks up on stage and accepts her diploma. My eyes are dry, not for lack of emotion as I’ve learned how important they are, but because I’m having a hard time focusing on anything other than the box in my pocket that contains the ring I’m going to put on her finger as soon as I can steal her away for a private second.
Her sisters are all babbling and sobbing, again, not over her academic achievements, but rather the fact that they helped me pick out the perfect ring and they know what’s coming as soon as these mundane festivities conclude. Well, Bridget and Courtney anyway. Jenny is sobbing mainly because she’d had to leave Beast back in Falls Village under the care of Lucas Hart. He couldn’t come to today’s ceremony because he’s about to become a daddy and Jenny is as upset over possibly missing the birth of those puppies as she is over missing Lucas.
Ace and Bridget have decided to buy a place in Port Docks, the wealthy section of Falls Village, nestled at the bottom of the hill leading up to my castle, so while back in New York, they’re also going to pack up their old city lives and head back for the quieter living style Falls Village has to offer.
A smile pulls at my lips as the ceremony ends. Jordan, now officially a NYU graduate, makes her way to where I’m standing with our friends and family. “Hey,” she says, needing to stretch on her toes, even in heels, to plant a gentle kiss on my cheek.
I wrap my arm around her waist and haul her body in tight to mine and I kiss her on the lips…hard. “I need you alone for a minute.”
“We can’t have sex here, Callan.” She scoffs.
I smile and tug her away from the group.
Finding a quiet corner in the auditorium, I run a nervous hand through my hair then turn around and see our friends watching from over my shoulder.
“What’s the matter?” Jordan asks. “Too many people? We can leave. Come on.”
I grab her hand to still her then fall to one knee at her feet.
“Holy shit!”
“Jordan, I love you. I knew you were going to change me, you and only you, the second I laid eyes on you in that restaurant that day with your siblings. You make me want to be a better man. You make me be a better man.”
Jordan covers her mouth with her hands then nods over my shoulder. I turn and nod to our friends as well, then wait for them to move closer to finish my proposal. “Your love makes my life beautiful; I can’t live a day without you in it again. I don’t ever want to. Life isn’t easy for me sometimes, and yours won’t be easy because of me either, but by each other’s side, I know we can handle anything life throws at us. My heart is tied to yours, you amazing woman, and I want to grow old with you. Will you marry me, Jordan, please?”
I hear her sisters and Mom sniffling and the moaning of my friends who have pulled their wives into their arms, then there’s nothing else, only Jordan and I as she pulls me to my feet and takes my mouth with hers. Through our kiss, she says, “Yes. Make me your wife, Callan Black. I’m all yours and I love you, too.”
I place the ring on her finger then lift her off her feet in a searing kiss that makes our friends laugh and screech.
“Okay,” Elliot calls out. “That’s enough. Her father looks like he’s about to kick your ass, man.”
“Yeah, save the dry humping for alone time,” Ace adds.
I let up on my girl and shift my erection in my pants before turning around to see her parents watching our public display of affection and proposal. I lead my girl by the hand to her parents so she can show her mother her ring and I can shake hands with my soon-to-be father-in-law. “Sir,” I state. “I swear I’ll make her happy.”
“I know you will, son. You already do.”
After a night of well wishes and good food at Damian Stone’s restaurant, we return to the billionaire’s hotel and I can’t help but give Elliot and Courtney a hard time over the locale. “Are you two going to have a round in the public bathroom again or…”
Elliot punches my arm then says, “You’re going to ruin my chances on that happening if you open your fucking mouth again about it.”
Courtney laughs. “I might need to pee do
wn here in the lobby bathroom before we head upstairs.”
Elliot jumps on the chance to have sex with his wife in the public bathroom where they had fucked for the first time that New Year’s Eve after she had run away from Jonesie’s island and Elliot.
Ace and Bridget rush to get upstairs where her mother and stepfather are waiting with Oliver, so that leaves Jenny alone with Jordan and me to ride to our floor in the elevator.
“Jen,” Jordan says, “you going to be okay?”
“Yes.” She sighs. “I’ll call Lucas from my room to check on Beast and Belle.”
I lead Jordan to our door. I fling her up and into my arms to carry her over the threshold as she rumbles with laughter over the romantic gesture. But once I kick the door shut, all sweet romance is gone, and I switch on my demanding Dom persona she’s grown to crave. “I want you naked and, on that bed, before I count to five. Legs spread and your fingers playing with your clit. Are you wet already, Jordan?”
“I am now.”
“Good girl. Now do as I say.”
I nod toward the bed as I yank on my tie and smirk at her, saying, “Hands in front of you once you’re naked so I can tie your wrists. I’ve changed my mind about you playing with your pussy. I’ll take care of that task myself.”
I watch as her eyes dilate, and she makes quick time of removing her sheath dress. Her bra and panties are next then she stands naked before me with her wrists together to be bound.
After I’ve completed my handiwork, I demand, “On the bed.”
Jordan listens like the good girl she’s learned to be when it comes to sex and submitting. She lies on the bed, and spreads her legs so I get the perfect view of her glistening pussy.
Unable to resist, I climb between her legs and lower my mouth to her. My thumbs stroke down her pussy lips and open them, allowing my tongue easy access to her core. I rim her entrance with it, then thrust it inside and moan as her taste fills my mouth.
Jordan arches her back and brings her feet to the bed then thrusts her hips up to gain more attention on her heated pussy.
