by Ali Parker
I couldn’t have stopped if I had tried. I felt possessed by a sex demon. I had just experienced a very good, very satisfying orgasm and I wanted more. I stood up, reaching for my own breast as I leaned back against him, shifting his cock to a new angle. The change in position tickled previously untouched but still ridiculously sensitive nerves. I knew he felt it too. His body jerked.
“Mine,” he growled, moving my hand away from my breast and grabbing both in his own beefy hands. He squeezed, pulling and pushing as I rode his cock. When it became too much, another orgasm threatening to break wide open, I slumped forward once again.
He slapped my ass with an open palm. It was no longer me riding him. He fucked me like a man fucks a woman he dreams about sex with. His cock grew inside me, stretching me with every thrust until I was certain I would pass out. The orgasm slammed into me, pulling yet another orgasm from my body that had yet to recover from the first.
I shouted out. Once again, the words made no sense, ranging between yes, god, and fuck. None of it made any sense but there was no stringing words together. My mind was muddled with a flood of endorphins that felt like my brain was short-circuiting. Little pricks of euphoria burst over my skin.
His orgasm was loud and violent. His body pushed against me, grinding my thighs into the couch as he tried to crawl inside me—dick first. I slapped at the couch, pushing back against him. His head collapsed against my back. I could feel his heart pounding through his chest.
“Good?” I managed to get out the word.
“Good god, I don’t know. I’m not sure that’s at all healthy.”
I softly laughed, pushing my hair away from my face. He slowly stood, stepping away from me. I turned to face him. His face was covered with perspiration, his eyes wild. I reached up to push away the bangs that had fallen forward. “I don’t know if it’s healthy, but it sure is good.”
He chuckled. “I agree. I’m not about to stop doing that. I’m pretty sure I got a sneak peek at heaven that time.”
I laughed before sliding down and sitting on the floor. My legs were in no shape to hold me up. My entire body was tingling and shaking. I patted the floor beside me. He laughed and sat down, both our naked legs stretched out in front of us, our backs resting against the couch.
“What are you guys doing tomorrow?” I asked.
“I’m probably going to be recovering from heart failure,” he answered.
I slapped at his thigh. “Not funny.”
“We aren’t doing anything. Why? What do you have in mind?”
“I was thinking we could take a little road trip. There’s somewhere I’d like to take you both.”
He shrugged a shoulder. “If you’re there, count me in.”
“Good. We’ll need to get an early start.”
He groaned. “Are you saying I have to go home and go to bed? I was hoping we could try that again.”
I laughed. “We would both be in the hospital if we tried that again so soon after the first time. I’m not sure I can even walk.”
He leaned over and kissed my cheek. “You have no idea how turned on that makes me. Every man strives to leave his woman walking funny.”
I groaned. “Macho men.”
“Can’t help it. It’s preprogrammed in our DNA. We want to mate—all the time.”
“Mating. Oh god. You can never call that mating again. All I think about is horses.”
He grinned. “We probably looked a lot like horses.”
I put a hand over my eyes. “Not a look I was going for.”
He reached out, put an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me against his chest. “The look you went for was absolutely fucking amazing. You are gorgeous and sexy as hell. You’re almost too much for a man like myself to handle. I’m going to have to up my game.”
I put my hand on his chest. “If you up your game, I’m sure I’ll be the one in the hospital. We’re good. I like what we have. I really, really like it.”
He kissed the top of my head. “So do I. I guess I should go. I don’t want to leave Justin alone with Oliver too long. Hard telling what kind of trouble they got into.”
I gave him a kiss before we both managed to get to our feet. While he dressed, I went to my room to pull on a T-shirt to sleep in. After he left, I crawled into bed. My body was still humming. It wasn’t just the amazing sex that had me feeling tingly all over. It was him and the feeling of happiness he gave me.
Chapter 59
Damion
It was early. Very early. She had said be packed and ready for a road trip. I had no idea where she was taking us, but I had loaded Oliver down with games on his tablet, a few books, a coloring book with a new box of crayons, and a shitload of snacks. Oliver had done great on the first trip across the country, but the trip back had been a nightmare. Mostly because he was pissed we were leaving.
“Where are we going?” he asked again, his voice revealing he was still half asleep.
It was just after five in the morning. Alex said we needed to get an early start. I worried she was hauling my ass back to New York, but she had made it very clear I wasn’t getting away from her that easy. “I don’t know,” I answered honestly. “Alex said it was a surprise.”
“I’m tired,” he said, rubbing his eyes.
“You can sleep in the truck,” I told him.
I was a little worried Alex’s truck would be some cramped quarters. I was also not entirely convinced it was all that roadworthy. I was going to ask her if she had her tire iron before we left the driveway. I looked out the window and saw headlights. The only person it could be was Alex.
“All right, kid. Let’s do this.”
I walked outside, standing on the porch next to the overnight bag and backpack stuffed with road trip supplies. As soon as the headlights came into view, I knew it wasn’t her. At least, it wasn’t her truck. The sleek black SUV bounced down the driveway before coming to a stop in front of the house.
“Who’s that?” Oliver asked.
“I think it’s Alex,” I answered.
She opened the door and got out, smiling at the both of us. “Your chariot has arrived.”
“And what a nice chariot it is,” I said with a laugh. “Did you buy a new rig?”
“No, I rented it for the weekend. We need to be comfortable.”
I slowly nodded, feeling a lot better about the trip. “Awesome. This is nice. I might have to look into getting something like this.”
She laughed. “I had a feeling you would say that.”
I loaded the bag into the back before putting the backpack filled with goodies in the backseat with Oliver. A few minutes later, we were off.
“Want to tell me where we’re going?” I asked her.
“Do you really want to know, or would you like to hold out on the surprise a bit longer?”
I mulled it over. “I want to know.”
“Wyoming,” she said.
“Wyoming!” I blurted out. “Why?”
“A road trip is a great way to get to know one another and I want you to meet Wayne. And it’s a great way for you to see more of the country.”
I let out a sigh. “You’re right. Embrace the spontaneity.”
She laughed. “Exactly. I’m just hoping Oliver can handle the long drive. We can get a hotel for the night if it gets to be too much.”
I looked in the backseat. He was already fast asleep, his pillow under his head and his favorite blanket tucked around him. “I don’t think he’s going to be a problem. He’ll probably sleep for a couple of hours.”
“Good. I’m really excited to see Wayne. I’ve missed the guy.”
“You’ve adopted him,” I said.
“What? No.”
I smiled. “Yes, you have. You adopted my grandfather and now you’ve adopted Wayne. I think it’s great. It’s good for you and them.”
She looked thoughtful. “That’s not what I meant to do. I just really like the guy. He knows all about you. I figured since you’re unemployed
, Oliver isn’t in school, and I’m in between jobs, this would be a fun little trip for us.”
I nodded. “It is. It will be. I’m looking forward to meeting the man who stole away my woman.”
She laughed. “I don’t think he stole me. It was a very needed break for both of us.”
I wasn’t sure I agreed with her, but I wasn’t going to reignite that fight. “I’m happy to meet him.”
I reached for the radio, pushing the button to scan for a station before settling on a country one. The choices were slim. I settled into the seat and watched the scenery go by. Oliver woke about two hours into the trip.
“Are we there yet?” he asked.
I laughed. “Not quite. Do you want your tablet?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“Do you want a snack?”
He yawned. “No thanks.”
“Your books and things are in the backpack.”
“We could play a road game,” Alex suggested.
I grinned. “It’s been a while since I’ve done that.”
“What’s a road game?” Oliver asked.
Alex looked at me and scowled. “You didn’t play road games with him on your trip out here?”
I shrugged. “I had a lot on my mind and he had his tablet.”
She groaned. “Oh god. We’ll have to work on that.”
“What? He reads. Reading is a good thing. The games are all educational.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fresh air. Grass. Trees. That’s education.”
I grinned. “See, I knew there was a reason I liked you. You’re going to help me be a better father.”
Her face lit up. “I will try.”
“What’s the game?” Oliver asked, clearly not caring about my parenting.
I looked over at Alex. “I’m not sure I remember. The alphabet one?”
“Works for me.”
I quickly explained the game to Oliver, who seemed very excited to play it. “Ready?” I asked him.
He bobbed his head up and down. “Yes!”
“Go!” I shouted.
We spent the next hour completely unaware of the time spent in the vehicle. The time flew by as we played the alphabet game.
“I’m hungry,” Oliver said after a while.
“I think we could all use some lunch and maybe stretch our legs,” I suggested.
Alex nodded. “Sounds good to me.”
“I can drive for a while if you’d like,” I offered.
She smiled. “I’d like that.”
I leaned close to her as we walked inside the truck stop/restaurant/mall. “You get to be on Oliver duty,” I whispered.
She turned to look at me. “I don’t mind. I have a few more games up my sleeve.”
We ordered burgers and fries to go. All of us were more interested in getting to our destination than hanging out in a restaurant. I took over the driving, following the GPS and settling in for the ride.
“Your turn,” Oliver said to Alex as he handed his tablet forward.
I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched the two of them. She was playing one of his favorite puzzle games. He was so comfortable with her. I could see the admiration in his eyes when he looked at her. She was damn near perfect for us. Perfect would have been boring and too easy. I was glad there was a challenge. It would keep things interesting.
It was just after four o’clock when we pulled onto the road that Alex said was actually Wayne’s driveway. “This is an impressive spread,” I said, my eyes taking in the huge farm.
“I told you. That’s why it took me a while. This farm is no joke.”
I brought the SUV to a stop, each of us getting out and stretching. I could smell barbecue in the air.
“Where are we?” Oliver asked.
“We are at my friend’s house,” Alex answered.
An old man stepped outside and walked toward us, an old dog loping beside him. I immediately knew it was Wayne. Alex walked to him and threw her arms around him. The man hugged her back. It was strange to see her so affectionate. I wondered if she and my grandfather hugged like that.
“Introduce me,” he said, releasing her.
“Wayne, this is Damion, and this is Oliver. Guys, this is Wayne.”
I shook Wayne’s hand before he bent over and took Oliver’s hand. “You’re a strapping young man,” Wayne told him.
Oliver grinned. “Thank you, sir.”
“I’ve got some ribs on the grill. I figured you guys would be hungry after the long drive.”
“You didn’t have to make us dinner,” Alex lectured.
Wayne looked at me and smiled. “She is always telling me that.”
“Wayne is a great cook,” Alex said. “He was always cooking dinner for me.”
“I don’t have the youthful energy to work in the fields anymore, but I can cook.”
I laughed. “I am not going to turn down barbecue ribs.”
“Good. Oliver, I have a little something for you as well.”
“Oh, Wayne, you didn’t have to do that,” I said.
He smiled. “I wanted to. It’s been a long time since I had anyone to buy things for. Besides, as Alex tells it, it’s something that is sorely needed.”
He turned to go back in the house. Alex grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. Oliver trailed behind us. When we walked into the living room, Wayne was standing in the middle with a kid’s fishing pole in his hand. There was a red bow on the reel.
I looked at Alex, then Oliver. “That’s for me?” Oliver breathed.
“It sure is,” Wayne said with a bright smile. “I heard you needed a fishing pole from this decade.”
I burst into laughter, shaking my head. “Thanks,” I said, nudging Alex.
“Wayne, that was very kind of you,” Alex said, her hand still holding mine.
Wayne handed the pole to Oliver. “Every boy needs his own pole.”
I nodded. “They sure do. Thank you very much. I promise you it will get plenty of use. Alex has been teaching him a lot.”
Wayne looked at Alex the way a father would look at his daughter. His eyes were full of pride and joy. I was glad she brought us along. Wayne was a good guy. Alex wrapped an arm around my waist and leaned her head against my shoulder.
Wayne was watching the two of us with the discerning eye of a concerned father. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and hugged her close before dropping a kiss on top of her head and releasing her. She pulled away to point out all the details of his new fishing pole.
“This is a nice place,” I said to Wayne.
“Thank you. I’m afraid it isn’t quite as nice as it used to be. I’m an old man, and despite how many times I tell my body we’re still young and in our prime, it refuses to listen. I can’t get around like I used to, and if I do get around, I’m so tired I can’t get back.”
I smiled. “I completely understand. This is a big operation and way too big for one man alone.”
“It sure is. Alex hired me some help and they’ve done very well.”
“Is it a family place?” I asked him.
He nodded. “Been in the family for several generations.”
“That’s awesome,” I told him.
“Those ribs are probably about done. I’ve got slaw in the fridge and some hot buttered rolls warming in the oven. Who’s hungry?”
“I am!” Oliver shouted.
“Should we eat outside?” Alex asked.
Wayne smiled. “I put the tablecloth on the table in the back.”
“Have a seat,” I told him. “Alex and I will take care of getting the food on the table.”
“Oh no, I can’t let you do that,” he protested.
“Wayne, sit,” Alex ordered. “Oliver will keep you entertained.”
He chuckled when Oliver grabbed his hand and led him toward the patio doors. I turned to Alex and hugged her. “You’re a good person.”
“You’re just now discovering this?” she teased.
“I’m just now get
ting to see it in action. I already knew you were good, but I think it’s you that is having a hard time realizing it.”
She shrugged. “He’s a really good guy who needs a friend. I like him.”
“I can see that. He likes you. I can see why he wants you back here.”
“I’m not going to do it,” she quickly said. “I’m not his friend just so I can get something from him.”
I frowned. “I didn’t say anything of the kind. I know your intentions are pure.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
Chapter 60
Alex
I carried the bowl of coleslaw to the table where the boys were all sitting. I took the remaining seat and scooted forward. I looked around the table, taking in the sight of the faces of the people I cared most for in the entire world. I really liked having them all at the same table. Damion took a long drink from the cold bottle of beer Wayne had at the ready. I watched as Wayne took his own drink.
“This looks amazing,” Damion said. “I think I could get very used to your cooking. It’s not a craft I’ve done well at picking up.”
“I’ve been a single man for a while. Learn or starve or eat sludge. I opted for the first.”
Damion grinned. “I’m learning.”
“How long have you been single?” Wayne asked.
Damion looked at Oliver. “Five years.”
Wayne slowly nodded with a look of understanding. “I see. So, Alex tells me you’re from New York.”
Damion nodded. “I am.”
“Wow. That’s exciting. What did you do?”
“I was an editor for a magazine,” he said before looking at me. I could see the discomfort on his face. I wasn’t sure why he didn’t want to talk about his life, but it was clear he wasn’t interested in the line of questioning.
“Did you live in the city? In one of them fancy apartments that towered over the city?”
“We used to and then Dad got a hotel room and we didn’t have a home,” Oliver answered.
“A hotel room?” Wayne asked.
“We kind of had a learning moment,” Damion answered.
Wayne didn’t seem satisfied with the answer, but thankfully, he didn’t press. “What brought you to this neck of the woods?”