by Naomi West
A thought occurred to me, one that caused my cock to twitch a bit underneath the sheets.
“Okay,” she said. “What’s that look on your face all about?”
“Nothing,” I said. “Just thinking about how, since we’re both so refreshed and energetic, and we’ve actually got some time to ourselves …”
A coy smile formed on her lips.
“I think I understand what you’re saying,” she said. “You want to have a little fun before my big day?”
“Why not?” I asked. “Start it off with a bang.”
“Well then,” she said, tossing the covers off her body. “Why don’t you get over here and show me what kind of bang you have in mind?”
“I’d love to,” I said.
I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. Hazel tasted so fucking good that I thought I’d never get tired of it. She kissed me right back, not wasting any time letting her tongue slip into my mouth.
I reached around her slender body and pulled her close, her breasts pressing against my bare chest.
Then I took my lips from hers for long enough to speak.
“I love you, baby,” I said.
“And I love you,” she said right back. “Now less talk, more sex.”
I chuckled.
“Happy to oblige.”
We went right back into kissing, our bodies still pressed close and tight. By this point, my cock was solid as a stone and bent against her thigh. I was so horny, so ready to be inside of her, that I could hardly contain myself.
I reached down and grabbed the hem of her nightie, quickly pulling it off over her head. In nothing but her bra and panties, she was like something out of a dream. Part of me still had a hard time accepting that a girl like her was all mine.
Her eyes closed in delight as I kissed her, my lips moving along her jaw and down the graceful slope of her neck. She let out a soft sigh, one that let me know she was more than happy with what was happening.
“Come on,” she said, reaching down and taking hold of my boxer-briefs. “I need it.”
“Someone’s impatient,” I said with a grin.
“I know, I know,” she said. “But now that you’ve got your hands all over me, I can’t think about anything else.”
I reached around and undid the clasp of her bra as she helped me out of my underwear. Her breasts poured out, still ripe and full and gorgeous, even after nine months of carrying a child. She was gorgeous beyond belief.
Once she was out of her bra, she shimmied out of her panties and tossed them aside. The two of us were totally naked, her body warm and soft against mine.
I kissed her just below the ear and spoke.
“How do you want it?” I asked.
“Mmm,” she said. “Why don’t you lie back and let me do the work. I’m feeling extra spunky today.”
“Works for me,” I said.
We went right back into kissing. I grabbed the soft flesh of her hips and rolled her over, a delighted squeal coming from her mouth as I pulled her on top of me. Once she was there, she spread her legs and positioned herself over my cock, her breasts and hair hanging down in my face.
She reached down and took hold of my prick, stroking it gently. I returned the favor, slipping a pair of fingers into her wet pussy and moving them in and out, savoring the warm, wet feeling, her cunt gripping tightly onto my fingers.
“Yeah,” she moaned as she continued to stroke me. “Just like that.”
Her touch felt amazing on my cock, but I wanted more. I shifted my hips down, the head of my prick grazing against her lips and spreading them open slightly.
A sly smile formed on her lips.
“Now who’s the impatient one?”
“Hey,” I said. “Put a pair of breasts like these in front of your face and let’s see how much patience you have.”
She laughed, her breasts shaking as she caught her breath.
“Okay, okay,” she said.
Her hand still on my cock, she positioned it right where it needed to be and slowly, slowly, lowered her body.
Inch by inch I entered her, my gaze on my prick as it disappeared into her waiting, wet cunt.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Same to you,” she said as she took the last bit of length inside of her.
Once I was fully buried, she sat up and let her gorgeous blonde hair tumble down onto her slender shoulders. With a glint in her eye and her hands resting on my flat, hard stomach, she began to rock back and forth.
She felt like fucking heaven. Each slow, steady bucking of her hips coaxed a new wave of pleasure out of me, and the sight of her bare body on top of mine was about the sexiest thing I could imagine.
“Feel good, baby?” she asked.
“So damn good,” I said.
Her hips moved as smoothly as waves as she rode me. It was slow and sensual and hot as hell. I kept one hand on her hip, the other moving up and grabbing onto one of her perfect tits, the pink nipple turning hard at my touch.
Soon, she began moving faster and faster. Hazel leaned forward and rested her hands on my shoulders, her nipples so close to my face that I couldn’t resist lifting up and taking one into my mouth, and then the other. Every bit of her tasted like the sweetest dessert I could’ve imagined.
It wasn’t long before I felt an orgasm rise up in my cock. My hands clamped back down onto her hips as I guided her up and down, her bucking taking on an almost frantic pace. My cock felt like it was on fire in the best way possible, and I knew an orgasm was tantalizingly close.
“You almost there?” she moaned.
“Yeah,” I purred. “Almost …”
And then it happened. Waves of orgasmic delight shot out from my cock as I exploded inside of her. Hazel shrieked with pleasure, the hard grip of her cunt letting me know that she was cumming right alone with me. I felt my prick spray into her, pumping her full.
She rode me through the orgasm, her pace eventually slowing as the pleasure faded. After a few more bucks of her hips, she leaned forward and fell onto my chest. Both of us took in full breath after full breath, recovering from the intense activity.
“Damn,” she sighed. “That was … that was something else.”
“It always is with you,” I said.
She rolled off next to me, my cock sliding out of her.
“You keep doing that,” she said. “And you’re going to have more than one kid to worry about.”
“Would that be so bad?” I asked. “Elizabeth has been pretty damn great so far.”
A thoughtful expression crossed her face.
“Yeah,” she said. “You’re right. But then again, you’re not the one who had to push her out of you. Try that and see how excited you are about doing it again.”
I chuckled as I held her close.
“I like our little family,” I said.
She smiled that winsome smile that melted my damn heart every time.
“Me too,” she said.
Before either of us could say anything else, the cry of a baby cut through the air.
“Speaking of family,” she said.
“Yep,” I said, getting up. “Time to start the day. I’m ready if you are.”
She smiled one more time.
“As long as you’re there, I’m ready for anything.”
26
Hazel
I stood at the edge of the stage, a tingle of excitement in my belly. The day was beautiful, the sky a clear blue, the weather perfect and warm, the grass green all around me. Hundreds of faces were in the crowd, all of them eager to see their graduate walk the stage and receive his or her degree.
I was ready, too. But the guest speaker, some local business tycoon who’d graduated from here and made it big, wouldn’t stop talking. It wasn’t too big of a deal though—it gave me more time to scan the crowd and look out for my family.
My family.
I still couldn’t believe I had one. Sure, Mom and I had been clo
se, but I was so used to it just being her and me. But that wasn’t the case any longer. Now I had Dakota and Elizabeth and Dad, all of them happy to be here and eager to share in my success. Even Bonnie had showed up to wish me well.
But where the hell were they? I scanned and scanned the crowd, trying to find them among the faces.
The speaker finished and the dean took the stage, saying a few more words before beginning the process of handing out degrees. My last name started with a “W,” which meant I had a while to wait.
Slowly, the dean went through the names. It seemed like no time had passed before he got to the “U’s,” and before I knew it, I was next up.
“Wiley, Hazel!” he called out, his eyes turning to me.
Where the hell are they? I thought as I strode up on stage.
Then, as soon as the leather-bound diploma landed in my hands, I spotted them. All clustered together, big smiles on their faces, was my family.
My heart did a little dance at the sight of them. Sure, this whole thing was a little much, and I wasn’t one for pageantry, but it was nice all the same to have a crew out in the crowds rooting for me.
The rest of the few more seconds on stage passed by in a blur. Before I knew it, I was back in my seat and waiting for the ceremony to end. My diploma felt hot in my hands, like it was some kind of ancient treasure pulsing with forgotten magic.
Sounds silly, sure, but after growing up very humbly, I held in my hands a ticket to a life that was what my mom had dreamed about for me. It meant that my little girl, and whatever other kids were to come, wouldn’t grow up in a sketchy part of town, her parents wondering how to make ends meet.
It was a new chapter of my life, and I was eager to start it.
When the ceremony finally ended, I burst out of my seat and hurried to where my family was waiting for me.
“Congratulations!” shouted Mom as she pulled me into her arms.
“Thanks, Mom!” I said as she squeezed me so tightly I worried my eyes might bug out of my head.
As soon as she let me go, Bonnie was right on top of me with a big hug of her own.
“You did it!” she exclaimed. “You’re a college grad!”
Dad was next. I gave him a quick look up and down, noting his very nice outfit of fitted dark jeans, white dress sneakers, and a white button-up shirt.
“Dad!” I said. “You look good!”
He smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
“Just some stuff your mom picked out for me,” he said. “She thought me showing up in my usual duds wouldn’t be the classiest look.”
“Hey now,” said Mom with a playful wag of her finger. “You were all about these clothes in the store. Don’t be all coy about it now.”
“I guess I like the shoes,” said Dad.
I gave Dakota a knowing look. Was he right about things happening between Mom and Dad?
“Anyway,” said Dad. “Congratulations, kiddo. First one in the family to graduate college. That’s … that’s really something.”
“And hopefully I’ll be joining you before too long,” said Dakota, Elizabeth in his arms.
He leaned in and kissed me softly on the cheek.
“Congratulations, babe,” he said. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” I said.
Elizabeth let out a happy coo as she reached for me with her chubby little hands.
“Hey, baby!” I said, taking her from Dakota and holding her close. “Did you see Mommy up there?”
Elizabeth giggled, her bright blue eyes—eyes that looked just like Mom’s—looking extra brilliant in the midday sun.
She was such a gorgeous little baby, and I couldn’t believe she was mine. Along with her blue eyes, she had a head of dark hair like her father’s, and a beaming smile that was, without a doubt, the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen in my life.
Motherhood had never been something I felt I was ready for, but now that Elizabeth was here, all I could think about was how damned lucky I was. And Mom and Dad couldn’t have been happier.
“Okay,” said Dad, a small smile on his face. “I don’t know about you guys, but I could go for some grub.”
“Yeah,” said Dakota. “Nothing like graduating from college to work up an appetite.”
Elizabeth squealed, signaling her approval of the question.
“How about some burgers?” I asked. “After all this ceremony I could go for something simple and tasty.”
“Burgers sound great,” said Mom.
“Heck, yes,” said Bonnie.
“Well then,” said Dad. “I know just the place. As long as you’re all cool with hanging around some bikers, that is.”
I grinned.
“Hanging out with bikers is kind of my thing now,” I said. “I’m around two of them right now, after all.”
“Two ex-bikers,” said Dakota, quickly correcting me.
“I don’t know about that,” said Dad. “You can take the biker out of the MC, but you can’t take the MC out of the biker.”
He clapped his hands together.
“Anyway, let’s move out, team!”
Our little group formed up and got into our separate cars.
“Still can’t believe I drive this thing now,” said Dakota as we approached our black sport sedan.
I flashed him a smile.
“I think it suits you. Plus you’ve still got your bike.”
“True,” he said. “But I’m still thinking we can strap her to that thing when I want to run some errands.”
“Oh, no freaking w—”
He grinned, letting me know he was just busting my chops.
“Too easy to tease,” he said. “Never gets old.”
“Very funny, chucklehead,” I said with a smirk.
We climbed in the car, my phone dinging with a text from Dad about where to meet.
“Murphey’s,” I said, reading the name.
“I know the place,” said Dakota.
“I don’t have to worry about Elizabeth getting into a barfight there, do I?”
“Nah,” said Dakota. “It’s one of the Names’ haunts. But one of the more low-key ones.”
We loaded Elizabeth into her car seat before climbing in. As I sat down in the passenger seat and slipped out of my gown, I noticed an odd look on Dakota’s face.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said. “Just thinking about how long it’s been since I’ve seen the guys.”
He started the engine and pulled out, following behind Bonnie and Mom and Dad.
“How’re you feeling about all of that?” I asked. “Quitting the club?”
“It’s weird,” he said. “But never have I doubted that it’s been for the best.”
Elizabeth cooed in the backseat, and he reached back and gave her a quick squeeze.
“But …”
“It’s just a whole new world that I’m in now,” he said. “Scary, but exciting.”
“Are you happy?” I asked.
His answer was immediate.
“Happier than I’ve ever been in my life.”
“Good,” I said, taking his hand. “I’m glad to hear it.”
We eventually arrived in the parking lot of the bar, the group heading in soon after. The bar was more like a bar and grill, the type of place where you’d watch the game on a Sunday afternoon with a burger and a beer. A few guys who looked like bikers were there, all of them turning and giving Dakota and Dad enthusiastic greetings as we entered.
“Mind if we say our hellos?” asked Dad.
“Go for it,” I said with a smile.
The guys gave us nods before going over to the bar and greeting their old friends. I and the rest of the girls, with Elizabeth, took a sunny table near the window.
“You did it, ladies,” said Bonnie, her eyes on the men. “You tamed the outlaws.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” said Mom. “Jonathon and I are just friends.”
Bonnie gave her a cockeyed
glance.
“Come on, Ms. Wiley. You expect us to believe that?”
“Gotta have my secrets,” she said with a smile.
“Mom!” I said through a smile.
“Taking things slow,” she said. “But speaking of boyfriends, are you seeing anyone, Bonnie?”
“Oh, I’ve been hanging out with this med student from school,” she said. “Nice change of pace after the whole Suntree situation.”
“Damn,” I said. “That name brings me back. You ever hear from him?”
“Nope,” said Bonnie. “He got the boot after he tried to take out your pops. Sent him out of town on a rail. Last I heard he was on the West Coast trying to get in good with some other crew. Good riddance, I say.”
“No kidding,” I said. “And that new president? The one who replaced Dad?”
“I know as much as you do, but I hear he’s doing good. Keeping the Names out of trouble, even seeing about moving them into legal business.”
The guys came back over at that moment and took their seats.
“Good catching up?” Mom asked.
“Very good,” said Dakota. “The guys begged us to come out for a ride with them.”
“Is that right?” I asked. “And what did you guys say?”
“Told them we’ve got family to worry about now,” said Dad. “Riding can wait for the time being.”
“Besides,” said Dakota. “Me and your pops can go out on the weekends. Quieter that way, anyway.”
It made me beyond happy to see how close Dad and Dakota had gotten since we’d all decided to settle down. Dad ended up treating Dakota almost like the son he’d never had, and though they’d been close back in the day, it was nothing compared to what their relationship was like now.
A server showed up and we all ordered a round of burgers. Once it was in, we sat back and relaxed.
Before we could get too relaxed, Bonnie’s phone buzzed on the table. She snatched it up and checked the screen.
“Oh my God!” she said. “Hazel!”
“What?” I asked, wondering why she was so excited.
“I just got a text from my mom. She says congratulations on graduating and let me know that an internship just opened up at her clinic. She seems to think you’re just the girl for the job. What do you say?”