Southern Sunshine

by Natasha Madison

  "I want you,” I say, panting as he finger fucks me while sucking on my clit. “I want you.” I repeat the words. His fingers pick up speed, and I cry out his name. “Reed,” I say between pants and moans. “God,” I say, moving my hips and wanting more and more.

  "That’s it, baby,” he says right before he bites my clit. My toes curl, and I buck as my pussy pulses around his fingers when I come. “So fucking tight." He licks my clit, and his finger doesn't stop until I come down from my orgasm. He looks me in the eyes while he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them. My leg falls to the floor as he slides his body up. “I waited a long fucking time to do that again," he says. “And I’m going to do it again and again." His tongue licks my lower lip, my tongue coming out to find his, and I taste myself on him. “All night long,” he says, "I’m going to eat you and then slide into you." His tongue comes out now to find mine. My hands go to the button of his jeans as I open them. My hand slides into his boxers as my hand fists him. “Fuck." He lets go of my lips, giving me a chance to slide down to my knees.

  I pull down his boxers, the tip slipping out, and my tongue licks the precum off him. My mouth swallows the tip of his cock. He hisses out, and he pushes his pants down over his hips, giving me access to the rest of his cock. I swallow as much of him as I can, using my hand to work what I can’t reach. "Hazel,” he says my name over and over again as his hips move with my mouth. I let go of his cock and lick the shaft on both sides before I curl my tongue around his head. My eyes look up at him as I take his cock into my mouth again. His eyes are on mine as he fucks my mouth. I can feel him getting bigger and bigger, my hand moving at the same time, and then he steps out of my reach. I moan now, but instead, he pushes against the door. His mouth crashes on mine, and I feel him lift my skirt. He moves my panties to the side and slips in two fingers, causing my back to arch away from the door. He wraps a hand around my waist, lifting me, and his fingers slide out as he fills me with his cock.

  I cry out when he pushes all the way into me, making him stop moving. “No," I groan when he doesn’t move. “Don’t stop." I squeeze his cock with my pussy. “Harder."

  He groans out as his hands go to my hips and my legs wrap around his waist. He lifts me up and down on his cock, slamming me down each time harder and harder. He buries his face in my neck as he fucks me against the door. "Reed," I say his name as I hold on to him. “I’m …"

  "Me, too,” he says, his mouth covering mine again. My tongue tangles with his as he fucks me. I come first, and he swallows my moan. I can’t even focus on anything else as I come over and over again. His hips lift a couple more times, and this time, he lets go of my mouth with my name on his lips in a whisper.

  My hand comes up now as I touch his face. “I’m sorry. It’s fucking barbaric,” he says, smirking as my pussy squeezes his cock again. “You keep doing that, and we might not leave this area."

  I laugh, leaning in and rubbing my nose with his. “I don’t see anything wrong with that." I kiss his lips. "Just …” I say. “I’m not on the pill."

  His eyes open wide. “Jesus, I didn’t even think, the only thing I wanted was you," he says. “It is what it is."

  "I mean, why don’t we not test fate next time?” I say as his hips start moving again, the words lost now. "I mean, I did get pregnant and we used protection,” I say, making him chuckle.

  "What do you say?" He moves his hips again.

  "I say yes,” I interrupt him, and he rams into me again. “Oh, yes."

  "What do you say we go to my house?" he says, slipping out of me. I moan, thinking he’s going to leave me in this state. “So I can have you in a bed." He takes my shirt off now, his hand cupping my tits as he brings the cups down and takes a nipple into his mouth.

  "There is a bed upstairs," I remind him as he takes the other nipple and bites it now. “And a couch over there."

  "But Sofia sleeps in that bed," he says. “Besides …" He turns me around, grabbing my hips and pulling me back to him so his cock rests between my ass cheeks. “My bed is bigger." He pushes on my back, making me bend over in front of him. My hand is on the door as he lifts my hips up and slides into me again. “So after this round …" He pumps into me, his cock harder than before. “We get into the truck and finish off at my house." One of my hands goes between my legs now. “Change of plans,” he says as the sound of flesh slapping fills the room. At this point, I’ll fucking agree to anything as long as he keeps his cock in me. “When we leave here, you suck my cock while we drive to my house."

  "Yes," I say out in a whisper. “That sounds like a plan,” I pant out. There in the doorway, he fucks me until I agree to whatever he wants.

  Chapter 29

  Reed

  "If you keep doing that …" She sticks her ass into my cock. “We are never going to leave."

  "I don’t know what you mean." She wiggles her ass as the shower rains over her. I think we slept thirty minutes total last night because we were so needy for one another. After doing her in her house, she did, in fact, suck my cock as I drove home. It’s a good thing it was the middle of the night because it took me five minutes, and I had to stop in the middle of the road a couple of times. The minute I put the car in park, she threw her leg over me and sank down on my cock. I finally got her in the bed for round five and fucked her with her arms and legs around me. The covers were thrown on the floor, the pillows on the side tables as my girl gave it to me as good as I gave it to her. She drops the soap on the floor and bends fully, something she’s done a couple of times already. "Oops." She opens her legs, and it takes me one second to think about it before I bend my knees and slip into her. "Okay, one more time,” she says. I grab her hips and turn to sit on the bench in the shower.

  Taking her with me, I thrust my cock deeper and deeper into her. I take her legs and put them on top of mine as she starts to move. Her head drops onto my shoulder as she turns her mouth for my tongue. One of my hands goes to her clit while the other tweaks her nipple. Her pussy grips me tight, and I know she loves it. "I’m there,” she says, her hand coming to play with mine at her clit. “Right there,” she says, and I know once she comes, she will stop moving.

  She screams out as she comes, and I’m not wrong. She stops moving. "You done?" I ask, and she nods.

  "You want my mouth?" she asks with a twinkle in her eyes as she slips off me, and her mouth swallows me. It doesn’t take long before I come down her throat.

  "You ruined me,” I say as she gets up and starts to wash herself off. “And if we didn’t have to be at my parents’ house, I’d have you ride my face."

  She splashes water at me. “You can’t tease me like that,” she says. “You know I love your mouth."

  I get up and kiss her mouth. “Oh, I know,” I say, walking out of the shower. I grab a towel and hold out one for her when she steps out of the shower.

  "I have to go to my house," she says as she dries herself off. That first night in the barn, I knew she was stunning, but when I see her in the light, her beauty always stops me in my tracks. She is even more beautiful than before.

  "Well, you tore my panties in the car," she reminds me. "And my shirt is ripped right down the middle."

  "Hey"—I point at her—“I asked if you minded."

  "You had two fingers in me." She laughs. “I would have agreed to anything."

  "Good to know." I wink at her and slap her ass, and instead of saying ouch, she just moans. My cock twitches. “Really good to know."

  She puts on my T-shirt and shorts and we drive to her house. My hand rests on her leg as we get to her house. My phone rings, and I see it’s my mother. “Hello," I answer on speaker.

  "Daddy Uncle Reed," Sofia says softly. “Are you coming to get me? I miss Momma."

  "We are going to be there in five minutes,” I say, and if I knew that Hazel wouldn't freak out, I would drive there now with her wearing my clothes. “How about we go ride Caramel?"

  "Yes," she says, and I can picture her smile. “G
randma, I’m going to ride Caramel."

  "Okay, baby, let me talk to Daddy." She hands her the phone. “Sorry, I tried to stall her, but …"

  "It’s fine. We just got back to Hazel’s. She’s going to change, and we’ll be right there." Hazel gasps and slaps me, and I look over at her as her eyes go big.

  "Oh, no need. Your father is going to your grandparents’ right now. He’ll take her riding while you talk to your grandfather," she tells me.

  "So you heard?" I ask, and she hums.

  "Harlow gave us the rundown," she says. “Amelia said you have until noon, and then she’s going to tattle."

  "Thanks, Mom,” I say, hanging up.

  "Seriously?" Hazel says. “Seriously, you had to tell her we spent the night together."

  "Well, considering you're spending the night with me again tonight, she’s going to know,” I say as she gets out and storms up the steps.

  "Oh, no, I’m not,” she says over her shoulder.

  "You sure about that?" I ask, leaning against the truck. “Hurry up, my daughter is sad."

  She slams the door in my face, and it takes everything not to chase after her and turn her ass red. She comes out in record time wearing tight pink jeans with a black T-shirt tucked into the front. "How do I look?" she asks.

  "Good enough to eat." She stops in front of me, and I pull her to me. “I missed you,” I say softly, and she puts her hands around my shoulders. “Give me a kiss,” I say, and I can see she wants to fight with me. “Please."

  She smirks. “Better,” she says, and she kisses me. I open the door for her, and I admit if she lets me do this with her for the rest of her life, I’m going to die a happy man.

  I get into the truck and make my way over to my grandparents' house. "I don’t know about this,” she says, putting a hand to her stomach. “Why don’t you tell him and then call me?"

  I’m about to argue with her when the front door opens and my grandmother comes out. “Too late." I get out of the truck, and when she gets out of the truck, she glares at me. “Can I hold your hand?"

  "I will not give you my mouth for a month,” she says through clenched teeth, making me laugh as I shake my head.

  "Well, look at you two," my grandmother says. “Thick as thieves with those secrets."

  I laugh now and kiss her cheek. “Where is Grandpa?" I ask as she holds out her arms for Hazel.

  "He’s finishing lunch,” she says. “Come on in. Did you guys eat?"

  "Yeah,” I say, walking in behind her. "I ate a couple of times today. I ate a ton last night,” I say over my shoulder, and if my grandmother wasn’t watching, she would have kicked me in the ass.

  "Billy," my grandmother says. “Look who came."

  He looks up and smiles when he sees me. His smile grows bigger when he sees Hazel. “Isn’t that a sight for sore eyes?"

  "Hi, Mr. Barnes," Hazel says.

  "Sit down, please," my grandmother says. “Can I get you two something to drink?"

  "I’m fine," Hazel says. I pull out a chair for her, and my grandmother watches, her eyes narrowing. She used to give me the same look when she would tell me that she would tan my hide if I messed up her flowers with my soccer ball.

  "Come and sit," I tell my grandmother, and she comes over, knowing that something is coming. She sits next to Grandpa as they share a look. "We came over today …" I start to say.

  "We?" My grandfather picks up. “There is a we?"

  I reach across the table and grab Hazel's hand as she has tears in her eyes. I’m sure she’s a nervous wreck. “There is a we," I tell them, smiling now and feeling so proud. "In more ways than just the two of us."

  "I don’t understand," my grandmother says, and then she puts her hands in front of her mouth. “Reed Barnes, is she pregnant?"

  I don’t say she might be because we definitely were not careful, like at all. “No." I shake my head. "But she was."

  My grandmother starts to cry. “You are such an idiot," Hazel says under her breath.

  "Mr. and Mrs. Barnes, what he’s trying to say and failing so miserably at is that Sofia," she starts to say and then stops, and I see she won’t be able to continue.

  "Sofia is my daughter," I finally say, and my grandmother's hand comes down from her mouth now, but her mouth does not close.

  "What?" my grandfather whispers as he looks at me.

  "I found out I was pregnant right before I left," Hazel says. "Pops …"

  "He knew, didn’t he?" Grandpa asks. “He knew Reed was the father?"

  "He did,” she says, and I can see her lips tremble, so I pull her chair to me. “But I made him promise not to tell you,” she says. “I didn’t want to be a burden."

  "Be a burden?" my grandmother says. “You gave us a gift. A child is a gift,” she says, grabbing a tissue. “Why didn’t you tell us?" She looks at me.

  "She tried to tell me, and I fucked up," I admit. “I fucked up so bad."

  "Pops," my grandfather says, grabbing the handkerchief that he keeps in his shirt pocket. “Every single time he went out to see you,” he says, his voice trembling as he thinks about his friend. “He would come over here and show us all of his pictures,” he says, looking at my grandmother. “All he could say was isn’t she a beauty, Billy." Hazel puts a hand to her mouth now. “He was sharing her with us without us knowing." My grandfather stops talking now as he composes himself. “That sneaky son of a bitch,” he says, laughing. “He was a good man."

  "He was," Hazel says. “And he thought the world of you."

  "We have another great-granddaughter," my grandfather says to my grandmother, who just nods her head.

  "The more, the merrier,” she says. “You did an amazing job, Hazel." She looks at her, and I grab Hazel and bring her forehead to mine.

  The back door opens and my father is carrying Sofia in his arms. “See, I told you they were here." She squirms out of his arms.

  "Momma," she says, going to Hazel and getting into her lap and hugging her.

  Hazel wraps her arms around her. “I missed you." She kisses her head. “What are you wearing?" She looks down at Sofia's outfit.

  "These are horse pants,” she says.

  "Riding pants," my father says. "Your mother." I hold my hand up like I get it. "Is everything okay here?" my father asks, and I know he came in to have my back.

  "Everything is great," my grandfather says. "We were just catching up." He looks over at my father, who nods his head.

  "Yeah," I say, smiling with Sofia and Hazel beside me, and a sense of peace comes over me. "Everything is great."

  Chapter 30

  Hazel

  "Don’t touch that," I snap when I see Sofia walking to the little coffee table and picking up what can only be described as a vase or maybe a bowl. Whatever it is, I’m sure it costs more money than I care to think of.

  "She can touch anything she wants," Reed says, coming out from the bedroom. “Everything can be replaced." His hair is wet from the shower. It’s been two days since the cat has been out of the bag with everyone. "Hi," he says, coming to me now as I pour myself some coffee. His hands go to my hips, and he bends his head to kiss my neck. “My shower isn’t the same without you."

  "Well, did you want to explain to Sofia why we were both in the shower, and you have that"—I point at his dick—"and not a vagina like her?”

  "She asked me yesterday when she climbed into bed with us." He shakes his head as I hand him his cup. “She thought it was a sword."

  I step closer to him. “It kind of is." I wink at him and tilt my head back so he can kiss me. I didn’t know it could be like this. Before, when we were together, it always happened at night, so no one really knew. Now he holds my hand whenever we walk out of the house, and he hugs me just as much, and don’t get me started with the affection. He wraps one hand around my waist and pulls me to him.

  "I think Sofia needs another sleepover at Grandma’s,” he says, and I laugh.

  "Three times a week is enough." I bring
the cup to my mouth, smirking.

  The front door opens, and I’m about to step back from him. He must sense it, but he keeps me close to him. "Good morning." I hear Quinn and then see him walking into the big open area that is the family room and kitchen. “Oh, good, at least you're dressed,” he says and looks at Sofia.

  "How’s my favorite niece?” he says, and she smiles at him. He picks her up and throws her in the air, and she giggles. “Who’s your favorite uncle?" he asks, blowing kisses into her neck.

  When we told his grandparents, the next stop was Quinn's place. Reed wanted to be the one to tell him. He was the most supportive out of all. He put an arm around him and said he was happy to have his brother back. He didn’t care how he got here, but that he was here.

  "She’s your only niece," Reed says to him. “By the way, how did you get in?"

  "The door was open,” he says, putting Sofia down and coming into the kitchen now.

  "What if Hazel was naked?" he asks, and I gasp out and push away from him.

  "I don’t sleep naked, nor do I walk around the house naked,” I say. Walking over to the cabinet, I take out another coffee mug and fill it for Quinn.

  "She’s lying," Reed says, and I glare at him. "But seriously,” he says, “what are you doing here?"

  "I’m here to see if my girl wants to come to the barn with me,” he says loud enough for Sofia to hear. “I was going to go on a ride and thought who do I know who likes to ride horses."

  "Me," Sofia says, jumping now. “It’s me."

  "How about we eat something, and then we can go," Reed says. “You want to come with us?" He looks at me, and I shake my head.

  "I have an appointment at nine,” I say, walking to the fridge and opening it. “Is it pancakes or eggs?" I look over at Sofia, who yells for pancakes. "Are you staying?" I ask Quinn, who smirks.