Loved by Lance-a-lot

by ChaShiree M.

  “How do you plan to do that?” I whisper licking my lips and squirming a bit trying to quell the ache. “Vanessa is almost ready.” I can’t help but feel so damn sad about this.

  “I know I can’t fuck you right now, baby. But I refuse to leave this house, without the taste of you in my mouth and you remembering this pussy is mine. Scoot back and put your knees on the counter.” I do as he says, my body acting on pure desire and want for this man who has come to mean everything to me. He falls to his knees, his face awash in adoration and want. He licks his lips as he smirks at me before moving my panties to the side. “Such a naughty one aren’t you, baby. Look at all this sugar you have sitting here for me.” He sticks his finger in it and my whole body lights up.

  “Travis!” I say, trying to be mindful that we aren't alone. I look down as he sucks his fingers into his mouth and fuck if I don’t want to say fuck it and sit on his face. Before I can suggest just that, his tongue touches my very greedy kitty and I am gone. Bucking my hips toward his face, I can’t help but put my hands in his hair, anchoring his face into my honey pot, moaning and crying for him to lick faster and harder. “Oh shit. Yes! Yes, Travis. Just like that. Oh yes...yes….” I feel it coming, so fast and hard. Ever since I have been pregnant, it takes no time for me to reach bliss. Him knowing it, he pinches my clit and I fall off the edge, body shaking, mind a blur, heart full. Like always, he comes up and put our mouths together, tongues dancing as we continue to communicate without words. I love tasting myself in his mouth. I can feel my need building again, when I hear my sister coming down the stairs. We both separate and fix our clothes as he helps me off the counter.

  “You two ready to go?” Vanessa asks us as she grabs her coat. We look at one another and smile. He holds my coat out for me, helping me put it on.

  “Yes. Let’s go.” Maybe they will have a bathroom we could use. I think as we walk out. What? A girl needs more than one orgasm. Geesh.

  7

  Lansing

  Hell. I would give anything to be able to go back into the house and take her right now. How the hell did the length of this dress skip me? Jesus, she looks so beautiful and sexy, swollen with my kid. I lick my lips still tasting her sweet cream on them. Escorting her and her sister into the building, I have to admit to being impressed. The inside is spectacular. It's obvious a lot of care and money went into making this event a hit. Everywhere I look there are either people dancing, in booths getting tattoos, or holding a drink talking. The MC is on the stage obviously preparing for the silent auction as the DJ spins. Ray and I both have heard great things about this business and the cause that the owner, Felicity, has taken on. I want to be a part of it. We continue following Vanessa through the event. Looking to my left, I see a bidding table and lean down to whisper in Ray’s ear. “Be right back baby. I want to see what they have to bid on.” She turns and nods her head.

  “Ok. Don’t take too long.”

  “Never.” I tell her leaning down to kiss her before turning away. I walk past the blackjack table, gambling holding no interest for me at all. When I make it over to the table, immediately I am more than pleased to see a few things I would like to win. One of which is a pair of diamond earrings priced at ten thousand dollars. I know she would look sexy as hell in those, with nothing else on. Shit. My cock likes that image. Adjusting myself discreetly, I look back inside the jewelry case and smile as I write my bid for the second item which is a set of diamond encrusted dog tags that can be engraved. I plan to win the bidding set and have our daughter’s name engraved on both. Marisol Elizabeth Lansing. My heart begins to thump as I think about holding my daughter for the first time. Once I am done writing down my name on the sheets, I make my way back over to the ladies across the room, who are talking to someone I assume is Felicity. I am not sure what she says, but I see her pop her hand over her mouth and hear Ray respond.

  “It’s ok. Trust me. My mouth is the worst. Lansing is always yelling at me to ‘Watch it Kitten’ before he stuffs it full of something else,” she says a bit cheekily. “Crazy man doesn’t consider that I might be doing it on purpose just to get the punishment.” I shake my head as I walk up behind her. I glance at Felicity and smirk as I see her mouth hang open when she gets a glimpse of me and I can’t help but wink at her before turning my attention back to my woman.

  “Maybe, I know exactly why you do it and I punish you for the same reason, Kitten.” I say rubbing her stomach and kissing her neck. She leans, giving me more room to kiss her skin and inhale her scent that is like a narcotic for me. She giggles and hit my hand.

  “Felicity. I would like you to meet my fiancée, Lansing. Lansing, this is the wonderful woman in charge of this event and the owner of the company my sister invested in.”

  “Well then the pleasure is all mine.” I say, putting my hand out for her to take. “I assume my beautiful woman and her sister told you we would like to also partner. Ever since I left the service, I have been looking for things to invest in, not only to make my mark, but to make a difference. My buddy Trim and I have invested in all sorts of companies. We could set up a time for Araya and me to come by, bring you our portfolio, and talk about this, if you like?” She looks stunned but turns to Vanessa to set something up. After we say our goodbyes, I bring her to the dance floor. I would love to leave and go back to the house, but I feel like I have to wait for the auction. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her into me, and we sway. “I love you. You know that right?” I whisper in her ears as we continue to rock back and forth. Our bodies molding together as our souls continue to blend.

  “I do know that, Travis. I feel it in the way you hold me. I see it in the way you look at me. I hear it in your voice every day when you speak to me and whisper in my ear how much you love me.” Our lips meet in a slow sensual dance, neither of us in a hurry to end it. I know I am supposed to wait for the bid, but right now, I need her. In every way possible. Under me. Over me. I am tired of waiting. Plus, I put my phone number in case I won.

  “You ready to go baby? I need you.” I say taking my mouth from hers.

  “Yes, Travis. Take me back to the house.” She says, her eyes filled with lust and want. We walk over to Vanessa.

  “We are about to go, little sis. You ready?” I ask her calling her by the nickname I have been calling her since we first met.

  “No. I am going to stay and help clean up. You two go ahead. Star and Meridien will be sure I get home.” We say goodbye and walk out. The ride home is tense and filled with lust. I can smell her pussy dripping, anticipating the moment we make it into the house. She keeps staring at me, biting her lip as her eyes land on the snake in my pants that is trying to get to her.

  We get into the front door and before she can drop her purse I have her against the wall with her legs around my waist. “Unzip my pants, Ray.” I growl out as I hold her up. She does as I say, moaning and rocking against me. Not giving a shit about finesse or anything else, I rip her panties off, bend my knees, and slide her down my cock, both of us moaning as I fill her pussy. “Fuck you’re so wet.” I say biting into the side of her neck. Neither of us is going to last.

  “Move, Travis. Please move. I am need to feel you move.” she says, trying to rock against me. I put her on the wall, spread my legs, and move in and out, over and over, watching as her cream covers my cock. Her eyes closed, head thrown back, she looks like my every erotic dream come true. With one hand I pull down the front of her dress and the bra, sucking her nipple into my mouth. “Shit. Travis. So good.” She says holding my head. I bite her nipple and when her nails scratch my head I am gone. Pinching her clit, we both go off, screaming and calling each other’s name.

  “Forever, Travis.” She says, panting and kissing my chest.

  “Forever, baby. Forever.”

  8

  Araya

  I have been sitting in this damn kitchen trying to convince my sister to fill out this dating profile for what feels like hours. She, on the other hand, has been stand
ing on the other side of the kitchen with her arms folded like a baby refusing.

  “Araya please just leave it alone. I don’t have time for this right now. Between work and trying to figure out how to help Lily, there is no room in my life for a man. Plus, all they want from me is exactly what I am not willing to give them. Now can we leave this? Besides, I wanted us to go downtown to the tattoo shop.”

  “Fine. For now.” I say closing the site down. I know she is grown and can take care of herself, but as happy as I am right now, I want that for her. “Is Felicity going to do your work?”

  “I am not making an appointment. I am just going to see who is available. I like all of them, so I am ok with any of them doing it. Say we leave in thirty minutes?”

  “Perfect. I just need to shower and get dressed. Ah.” I bend over holding my stomach as Marisol kicks me harder than she ever has.

  “Araya are you ok? Is the baby ok?” She asks me the panic in her voice alerting me to the fact that I need to assure her we are both fine.

  “I’m fine. Your niece is just quite busy right now. Apparently, she’s gotten stronger and the kick she just initiated proves it.” I tell her smiling.

  “Can I feel it?”

  “Of course, you can. Give me your hand.” I place her hand on the spot where the baby is moving. Her smile lights up as she feels the tumbling going on.

  “Wow!! Does it hurt?”

  “No. Just feels...weird. Like my stomach is rumbling constantly.”

  “Must be amazing.” She says before walking away to go and get ready. Not knowing what else to do or say to her right now, I go upstairs and get ready myself. Out of the shower, I text Travis to see where he is and let him know where we are going in case he gets done and comes back here. I finish putting on my shoes and walk downstairs. Looking at my phone, I note that Travis hasn’t called or texted yet. I know he is in a meeting, but usually he looks at his phone. I can feel my heart sputtering as something begins to bother me. Shaking my head to clear the nonsense, I ask Vanessa if she is ready to go.

  “Yep. Let’s boogie.” She says smiling and obviously excited to get her first ink.

  “Have you talked to Lily? Or the doctors?” I inquire as we ride in the Uber.

  “Yes. While you were in the shower I called. She is being released tomorrow according to the charge nurse. I am going to pick her up and bring her back here. She and I will figure out a plan.” I knew she didn’t have it in her to not take this girl in.

  “What do you need from me? Is there anything I can do? Travis and I would love to help.”

  “Can you find a lawyer? I have a feeling this is going to get sticky. Even though Lily is a senior, she isn’t 18 for another month or so, I believe. So, her father could still fight this.” Bastard.

  “As soon as Travis messages me I will ask him. Don’t worry about paying for it either. I don’t want any arguing out of you. Understand?” I look at her with my very best serious face. My sister is like me. We don’t like people doing things for us because we always feel like we owe them. We are not used to having favors done for us and we like it that way. Unfortunately, it also has trickled over to one another and that is something we should fix. Beginning now.

  “Yes ma'am.” She giggles. We are just getting to the door of the shop and I can feel my phone vibrating. Sensing that it might be my man, I tell her to go inside and I will be there in a second after I answer. Grabbing it from my purse, I note that is from the office.

  “This is Ray.” I answer. Apparently, it is Monica from the distribution department.

  “Hey Monica. What’s up?”

  “I have been trying to reach Travis. We are having an issue with the order of carburetors. They have all been missing pieces from the manufacturers.” Well shit. That’s not good.

  “Uh, ok. I will find him and have him call you. We are set to come back in a couple of hours.”

  “Awesome. Great. This is pissing Reggie off. He has three custom orders that cannot be finished. Have you seen Reggie pissed?” I chuckle because I have. A big black man, with a scowl is not pretty. But I also know she and Reggie have something going on. Let’s just say I caught them one day, coming out of the maintenance closet, fixing their clothes.

  “I have. Don’t worry. We will fix it. See you in a bit.” I check my messages and see still nothing from Travis. Pulling up the messaging app, I am just about to send him another message when I glance up and my world begins to fall apart. Standing across the street, with his hands on a woman's shoulders, is Travis. Oh God. No. Stop it, Ray. There has to be a…. Oh god!!! No!!! My legs stumble back as I fall against the brick of the building. I can feel my heart breaking as I watch the man I love, the one I thought loved me, kiss another woman. He pulls her to him, and they lean face first into one another. My hand hits my chest as it begins to fill with more pain than I have ever felt. I can barely see by the time I hail a cab and request it take me back to my sister’s. He said he loved me. He said he would never...I can’t….

  I walk into the house, my legs like lead. Every organ in my body is dying. Slowly shutting down. If it wasn’t for my daughter… “Marisol. Oh, baby girl...my baby girl.” I wail out sobbing as my ass hits the floor. “I’m so sorry sweet girl. I wanted to give you a life different than the one I had. I’m so sorry.” I say over and over holding my stomach rocking back and forth. How did this happen? My skin that is normally so warm, usually blanketed in his love, devotion, and protection is now clammy and cold.

  “Ray! Ray are you here...Ray what happened? Why did you come back? Is everything ok?” She asks me in a panic pulling me to my feet. My body shakes as I begin to hiccup, the pain of losing everything overtaking me. “Talk to me, Ray. Please.”

  “H-h-he kissed her.” I barely manage to get out, throat clogged and filled with loss.

  “HE? Travis?” She asks, her voice laced with incredulity. I can’t say anything. I simply nod my head as the river Nile falls from my eyes.

  “Who was he kissing?” I shrug my shoulders. “Are you sure?” Nod. “Did you talk to him?” Head shake. “Oh Ray. I love you. You basically raised me, so I would follow you into a pit of snakes, and you know how terrified I am of them. But I can’t believe that Travis would do this. He LOVES you Ray. I have to believe you saw something you didn’t understand. You have to talk to him before you destroy your own happiness over a misunderstanding.”

  I wish I hadn’t seen it at all. Maybe ignorance really is bliss.

  9

  Lansing

  Of all the places to run into my cousin. She is the attorney for the building owner we are buying the property from. Kassidie is the only child of my mom’s only sister. As only children ourselves, we were raised as brother and sister until I went away to college and later the service. I had heard after she graduated, she moved to London to work for some fancy law firm as a paralegal. I had no idea she had come back home.

  “Kass, how long have you been back?” I ask her as we finish catching up over coffee and a muffin.

  “Not long. Just about six weeks. The firm I was working for expanded into the states and asked me if I wanted to head the new office. I jumped at the chance to come back here. I planned to look you up soon. I guess ...it just made me sad it is only you and I left. You know.” I nod my head allowing myself to feel it like her. My mother died a few years ago from a heart attack and her’s a year before that. Neither of us was raised with our fathers so it was always us and our moms.

  “I get it, Kass. No worries. Although it is no longer just us, anymore.” I say a smile spreading over my face.

  “Oh really. Do tell big cuz. What have I missed?”

  “Well, I am getting married to the reason I was born, Kass. Her name is Araya. She is amazing. She’s beautiful, funny, strong, sexy, smart, and she is currently carrying your second cousin. A girl. We are going to name her Marisol Elizabeth.” I can feel my chest spreading as pride fills it.

  “Oh my gosh. Travis! Aunt Elizabeth would b
e so honored. I am so happy for you. That is amazing. When can I meet her? We need to do dinner or something. You have time next weekend?”

  “I don’t think we have plans. I have to check with Araya, but I will call you and let you know. Give me your number.” She calls them out and after putting it in my cell we get up and walk outside. Holding out her coat for her, I bring her in for a hug. It has been too long since I have had blood around me. After kissing her cheek and promising to call later in the week to schedule dinner, I order an Uber and check my messages. “Shit.” I say out loud. Ray has texted me a couple of times. The coffee shop must not have good reception. I hope everything is ok. Dialing her number, the hairs on my neck begin to stand up as someone obviously hits the ignore button. Now I am really concerned. Mad or not, Ray never ignores my calls. My legs begin jumping up and down as I try to think of what the hell could be going on. Her hormones have been all over the place since she has been pregnant and I wouldn’t be surprised to know she is just horny and it is pissing her off that I wasn’t there to take care of it, I think smiling and shaking my head.

  Walking up to the door, I try the knob and note it is locked. Ringing the bell, I am about to walk around the back when she opens the door and it is obvious, she has been crying. Immediately the protector in me goes on the alert. “What the fuck baby. What’s wrong?” I ask walking up to her to wrap my arms around her. She steps back away from my embrace and that throws me more than her crying. “Ray. What’s going on?”

  “You cheating son of a bitch. I trusted you when you said you would never hurt me.” She screams at me, tears streaming down her face. Wait! Did she just say cheating?