by S. E. Law
Suddenly, my tongue pulls out and traces lower so that I’m circling her pleats with my mouth.
“Jace!” she half sits up, eyes wide and staring at me. “What are you doing?”
“Baby, both your holes belong to me, don’t you know that? Now if I want to put my tongue in your butt, then you’re going to enjoy it. So lie back sweetheart, and just let yourself go.”
She moans with the dirtiness, but does as I command.
I go easy at first. I run my tongue around her tight pink asshole, savoring her musk, before forming my tongue into a spear and lightly stabbing into the darkness.
“Ohhhh,” she moans, as her hands slip under her thighs to holder herself wide open for me. “Yes, Jace, like that.”
Holy shit, I didn’t know my girl could be so dirty. But that’s what I love about Haley. She’s angelic yet nasty at once, and so full of surprises. I couldn’t get enough when we were seventeen, and I can’t get enough now.
Suddenly, her juices thicken again. They’re dripping into her asshole as I lap them up.
“Come with my tongue in your butt, sweetheart. Do it.”
With that, Haley’s back literally jerks up off the couch cushions as her pussy and ass spasm simultaneously.
“Jace!” she cries out, breasts bobbling as her body shakes and shivers. “Oh god!”
But I keep my tongue plugged into her bottom like a peg she can gyrate around. Sure enough, Haley dances and squeals, anchored down by my mouth, before finally collapsing in a heap.
I lick up everything I can, savoring her sweet taste. I kiss my way back up her body until we’re face to face again, those brown eyes exhausted but also wanting more.
“I love you so much,” she pants.
The words make my heart thump and I lean down for a kiss.
“I know, baby. I know. I love you, too.” She looks at me with such adoration, just the way she used too. Finally, I feel like I deserve it, and there’s no way I’m wasting a single second with this woman.
Evidently, Haley’s thinking the same thing because her hand moves from my cheek and down my clothed chest. When she reaches the hem of my shirt, she pulls it up, revealing my abs. I help her get it over my head, and then she runs her hand up and down my torso reverently.
“So beautiful,” she whispers. She continues her exploration of my body, bringing her hands all over my body, exploring the ridges and hard, muscled bulk. Shit, she has me wrapped around her little finger. But then Haley sits up a bit and looks into my eyes.
“Let me make you feel good. Please?” I want to give her exactly what she wants, so I nod
“Okay, baby.”
She smiles and pushes on my chest until I’m the one on my back. She puts a knee on either side of my body, straddling me. Her hands move up and down my chest, her fingers coming to my nipples and lightly circling them. I inhale sharply, thinking about everything I’m going to do to her once we’re done here.
Her mouth comes down, and she licks my chest like a playful cat.
“Haley,” I growl. My dick’s at full length now, and she knows it.
“What?” she asks playfully. Her hair is up in a bun, so I pull off the tie holding it up. The strands fall from the binding, dropping beautifully in waves. She giggles as I tuck a long lock behind her ear.
“You’re so gorgeous, baby,” I murmur. “More than you know.” Her eyes melt.
“Thank you Jace,” she says quietly. “It means a lot to me to hear you say that.” I’m about to go on, but then she moves down my body, pulling off my sweats and boxers in one fell swoop. My erection pops up, the ten inch shaft hard and thick, and Haley colors a bit.
“Oh my god,” she whsipers.
“Baby you can do it,” I say encouragingly. “You did it once before, and you can do it again now.”
She swallows, never taking her eyes off my cock.
“I know, but I forgot how huge it is. It’s going to take some adjustment.”
I wind a finger into her hair, pushing her head down towards my waist.
“It’s okay. Lick it a little and get it wet, sweetheart. It’ll go in easier that way.”
Taking a deep breath, she obeys. The woman brings her tongue from down by my balls all the way to the tip with one lick before circling my length with her tongue.
“Shit!” I groan. “That feels so good.” Haley doesn’t even look up. Her lips wrap around the tip, and she hollows her cheeks as she sucks feverishly. My eyes roll to the back of my head as Haley continues her ministrations and my balls begin to tense and rise. It’s good, but it’s not what I want. Not after so long.
I wrap my hand in her hair and gently tug. My dick pops out of her mouth, and Haley looks up at me with a bit of pre-cum smeared on her cheeks. Her pink tongue flickers out, lapping it up, and somehow, I get even more excited at the dirtiness.
“Come here,” I beckon. Her plush body straddles me, that pinkness opening in a vee and I groan aloud. I bring my hands to her waist, positioning her just so. My dick tip trails against her folds and we both moan with anticipation. But then I stop.
“Sweetheart, do you want me to use a condom?”
Her eyes flare. Her hips gyrate a bit, and oh god, but a tiny drip of female nectar runs down my waiting dick.
“No,” she says finally. “I want to feel you bare, Jace.”
That’s all I need to hear.
“Do you remember your rhythm, baby?” Her eyes go wide, and she nods. Slowly, Haley lowers her hips, taking the head of my dick in. It looks so dirty, and feels even better than I remember.
Her eyes scrunch and she gets part of the way down, before I feel her tighten up.
“Take a deep breath, baby girl.” She does what I say, relaxing. Then Haley begins lowering herself again. It looks so filthy as her pussy parts, straining to take my length.
“Oh Jace,” she moans, tilting her head back. “You’re so huge.”
“Almost there,” I growl, my eyes watching hungrily as the sweet pussy swallows my huge pole. “Just a few more inches,” I encourage.
Haley strains again, gyrating her hips a bit, before managing to seat herself fully on my cock. Shit. Her twat is so tight that I’m about to come right here, right now.
“Oh Jace,” she moans again, her big breasts trembling even as she holds still. “I don’t think I can move because you’re so big.” My cock jerks inside her, letting out a heavenly spurt of pre-cum.
“It’s okay sweetheart. I’ll fuck up into you if that’s easier. You’re taking me like a pro.”
With that, I lift my hips, hitting her cervix, before pulling out again. My shaft is drenched in her fluids and she moans noisily as her breasts sway. Her walls massage my shaft, pleasure shooting through my blood.
“Fuck, Haley!” I rumble. Her response is unintelligible, but tiny mewls of pleasure tickle my ears. Her tits bounce up and down as she writhes on top of me.
“Jace,” she gasps. Her pussy squeezes me once, then twice, and I know she’s close.
“Come on, sweetheart!” I pound her body again and again, forcing her to take all ten inches. But my girl loves it, throwing her head back as her tits bounce in time to the deep dicking. My balls slap against her, our bodies melding into one.
“Oh, Jace!” she screams as she comes. Her pussy nectar thickens, and then she shakes violently, squeezing my cock again and again. It’s too much and I lose it too. I come so violently that I see stars, ejecting gallons of semen into her tiny receptacle.
“Oh!” she screams, still bucking wildly. A hot gush of fluid descends over my balls and I rub her clit for more.
“Yes, squirt honey. Do it, because I love you. Don’t hold back.”
Her body responds to my words, and clear juice flies out from her cunt, splattering all over my chest. Meanwhile, I pump more of my hot sperm into her body, lash after lash of the virile semen finding its way deep into her fertile fields.
Finally, we finish. She collapses on my chest, breathing heavily. I s
tir a bit, and she mewls a little but doesn’t really move. Whew, I really wore her out. I kiss the top of her head, breathing in the flowery scent.
She turns her head to look at me, those brown eyes warm and sleepy.
“It was better than I remembered,” she whispers.
“Was it?” I chuckle. I haven’t genuinely smiled this much in years. My job doesn’t really call for it, and no one ever makes me feel this way except her.
Haley turns her head, so her chin is resting on my chest.
“Nothing holds a candle to you, baby.” I make a face of surprise and she giggles.
She gets serious again and lays her head down.
“I’m sorry so much time was wasted, Jace. I wish things could have been different.”
One big hand strokes her chestnut hair thoughtfully.
“It wasn’t your fault, honey. If anything, I should have fought harder for you. I should have known that you would never just leave me like that. If anything, this whole ordeal is Herb’s fault. He never should have put his hands on you, and we only have him to blame.”
Haley nods a bit, and I feel hot wetness on my chest.
“Are you crying sweetheart?” I ask, tilting her chin up to look into my eyes. Sure enough, there’s a sheen of wetness in her eyes and she hiccups a bit.
“Let’s make a promise to each other, right now, okay Jace?”
“And what’s that?”
She takes a deep, shuddering breath.
“We always have to talk to each other. I don’t want us to uncouple again simply because of a misunderstanding. We wasted too much time, and I just don’t want that to happen again.”
Hell, I’d like us to never uncouple again. I made a huge mistake seven years ago, and I’m not going to do it again. I want to spend the rest of my life with Haley, if she’ll have me, but this isn’t the time to ask just yet. After all, a lot of emotions are brewing, and I don’t want to overwhelm her.
“I promise you, Haley Jones, that I will always clear the air with you. I’ll talk until I’m blue in the face, and we’ll never go to bed angry.”
She smiles, her eyes still a little watery.
“And I promise you, Jace King, that I will always make sure we are on the same page.”
Slowly, she shifts off me, and we both watch as my huge cock exits her dripping pussy. The shaft is veiny and wet, and we both moan a bit. But then Haley grins at me.
“Where’s your bathroom?” I point her in the right direction, staying in my supine position. “I’ll be right back,” she kisses my cheek. I slap her ass as she runs off, and she laughs when my palm comes into contact with her skin before disappearing around the corner.
I stretch out, dragging a pillow under my head. Today has been a wild ride: I rescued my long-lost lover, and discovered I had a son. I made love to a girl whom I left seven years ago, and discovered that her dad kept us apart all these years. Holy shit. My mind whirls, but soon Haley’s back and she curls up on top of me.
“I’m so proud of you Jace. You’ve done well for yourself,” she murmurs, sounding sleepy. I’m feeling a little tired myself. I’ve been up since very early this morning and, after the best sex of my life, I could conk out.
“I’m proud of you too, baby girl. Our son is amazing.” I mean it. Even with numerous obstacles, Haley managed to raise Jamie into the cool little dude he is, and I’m so proud and grateful to her.
She sighs a bit, smiling against my chest.
“I think I just got lucky in the kid lottery, honestly. He’s really a good boy. I mean, we got lucky, Jace.”
I grasp her hand in my own.
“You’re right, sweetheart. We got lucky, and I’ll never forget it. You mean the world to me, baby. I love you so much.”
But her breathing has already evened, and she’s fully asleep. Her nude form lies on top of mine, warm and curvy, and it’s so comfortable. I’ll move us into my bedroom, but in five minutes. For now, I’ll just close my eyes for a second because all is at peace in the world.
14
Haley
I wake up in Jace’s bedroom, and look around. It’s a massive space with a huge four poster bed, and wooden chest of drawers, and not much else. He must have brought us here after I fell asleep, but where is he now? Hmm, odd.
Sitting up, I stretch my sore limbs. It’s been too long, and there’s a sweet ache in my pussy. Not to mention, my thighs feel sticky and coated, but in a good way. After all, Jace was so huge and he came in me again and again. It’s totally possible that we made a second baby, seeing how fertile I was the first time around.
But what were we thinking? Why would I have unprotected sex with a man I only just re-met? The thing is, it feels right. Something tells me that it was right to go bareback with Jace, and to welcome his sperm deep into my pussy. That’s where his virility belongs, and I squeeze my thighs together, remembering with a smile.
But I can’t moon about forever. There’s a bathroom off his bedroom, and I head inside to clean myself up a bit. I find an unused toothbrush and brush my teeth, wash my face, and do what I can with my hair. I think my hair tie is still in the living room, so I brush it back loosely.
Besides, where’s Jamie? I haven’t seen him awake since we were on the plane, and it’s probably been a couple hours now. Leaving Jace’s bedroom, I head over to the room I saw him in before, but then I hear voices coming from the other direction. I follow them to find Jace and Jamie hanging out in the kitchen. They don’t immediately see me, caught up in getting a snack ready, and I hide behind the wall so that I can watch them in secret.
“I promise, Mom lets me have ice cream for breakfast,” my son wheedles. “She gave me a big,” he stretches out his hands, “bowl and filled it up.” While he technically isn’t lying, he’s definitely bending the truth. There’s a bowl, but it’s about a quarter of the size he’s describing.
Jace merely grins.
“I don’t know little dude. Why don’t you let me make you something? I’ve gotten pretty good with the frying pan.” He twists the pan he has in hand around. Jamie looks a little disappointed, but nods.
“Okay, but can you make pancakes?” The excitement is back in his voice.
“I can, but you are going to have to help me.”
“What do I do?”
Jamie scrambles off his chair in excitement.
“I’ll show you.” Jace pulls out ingredients and places them in front of our son. “So, we need flour, eggs, butter, milk, salt, baking powder, and sugar. Plus, some chocolate chips for added fun.”
I feel kind of like a creeper just standing here, so I enter the kitchen with a smile.
“Good morning, everyone.” The both look at me.
“Hi Mommy!”
“Hey, baby. Did you sleep well?” I nod. It’s the best sleep I’ve had in years.
“What are you guys doing?”
Jace grins.
“Well, this little guy was hungry for some breakfast, so I said I’d make him some pancakes.”
“And I get to help!” Jamie is so excited to help. Back in South Carolina, he rarely got this animated. Most of the time, my little boy was a quiet shadow, and it broke my heart. Now maybe, he can come out of his shell and unfurl his wings a bit. Plus, the fact that he and his dad have connected so quickly gives me so much hope for our little family.
“Well, that sounds fun. It’s going to be really yummy.” I take a seat at the side of the counter and watch. Jace measures everything and has Jamie put it into the bowl. Of course, this causes a mess because our son drops it all. Flour splashes up from the bowl and sprinkles all over their bodies, and when this happens, Jamie gets a little nervous and shrinks into himself.
“I’m sorry.” There’s fear in his voice and my heart breaks. Jace hears it too and frowns, but then ruffles the little boy’s hair.
“Don’t worry, space cowboy. We can just clean this up when we’re done.” Jamie nods, but he still seems a little sad. “I mean,” Jace continue
s, “how do you know you’re having fun if there isn’t a little mess?” He picks up some flour and throws it my direction. I squeal when the powder hits me in the face, coughing a bit. I try to wipe it off, but it’s all over me.
“Oh my gosh,” Jamie whispers, but he’s smiling which is the important thing. Jace picks up another sprinkle of flour, and I think he’s going to douse me again, but, no, he drops it on our son’s head in a flurry.
“Ahhh!” Jamie yells with glee. He shakes his head, getting as much of it out as he can.
“Are you having fun, cowboy?” Jace rumbles. Clearly, he is because there’s never been a bigger smile on his face. “Good, but we better make some amazing pancakes. I don’t think your mom will be happy if we made this mess for no reason.” Jace fake whispers the last part, and my heart somersaults in my chest.
“Okay,” Jamie whispers back with a smile.
They continue making the batter, and this time Jamie’s not so worried when he has a little spill. My heart contracts, seeing how he’s already coming out of his shell. Leaving Lenville was the right thing to do, and it’s already paying dividends.
Soon, it’s time to turn on the heat. Jace sits Jamie on the counter far enough from the stove to keep him from getting burned, but close enough, so he can see. He has natural paternal instincts, and I smile through my tears. I thought he might need guidance, but the two of them are meshing so well.
There’s a tall stack of pancakes in no time. Jace hands Jamie a plate with a mound of fluffy golden circles, and Jamie chirps, “Thanks, Dad.”
My heart contracts. Oh my god, did that really happen? My eyes meet Jace’s eyes and he’s just as stunned, standing motionless by the stove. But our son doesn’t realize the earthquake he’s caused. He saunters over to the table, and drowns his pancakes in syrup like nothing’s wrong. Then he looks up at us, with a fork poised in one hand.
“Are you guys going to eat?”