by Anne Mercier
“Can you imagine her and Mrs. Martinez? There's going to be a super speedy Spanish going on in the kitchen when we get home. I love listening to that shit. I can't speak it, but I can understand it. Kinda fucked up, huh?“ Xander asks.
“No more fucked up than me understanding Italian but not speaking it very well,“ I respond.
“Oh, I don't know,“ Jesse begins, “when you're pissed off you speak it perfectly.“
I grin. “I learned that from my mama.“
They all nod.
“Not a shock,“ Ben tells me. “Your mom is a force to be reckoned with.“
“That's what I said,“ Jesse agrees.
I walk over to sit by Sera, feel her forehead. She's clammy but not hot.
“How are you really feeling?“
She shrugs. “Cage gone already?“
I nod.
She presses her lips together and nods back. She reaches for the ginger ale, taking a sip then takes a cracker and nibbles a bit before sitting up slowly.
I brush her hair out of her eyes.
“I'll get the brush and style you up until Spenser gets a hold of you later.“
“Thanks.“
I sit on the top back portion of the sofa and Sera sits on the seat in front of me. My fingers are working a bit better but I have to remember that my middle and ring fingers on my right hand are immobile and the cast surrounding them hinders my actions.
I manage a simple French braid.
“What's going on with Cage?“
Xander glances over then looks away.
She shrugs as I work the braid down her back.
“He went to meet with Carina.“ There is a definite sneer in her tone.
“Who's Carina?“ I ask.
“His fuck buddy,“ she replies flatly.
“Wow, she's come a long way for a booty call.“
“Apparently she's in Denver on business,“ she takes another cracker.
“Convenient,“ Meggie chimes in.
“Right?“ Sera asks. “Ugh, I don't know what's going on with my stomach but I feel like complete shit.“
“I'm sure it's just a virus. You know you always were sicker longer than everyone else,“ I remind her.
“Yeah, it just sucks.“
“We'll fill you up on vitamin water so you don't pass out at the show and Damian asked them to set up extra fans.“
Sera nods. “He's a nice guy. Damian.“
“He is. There's an edge to him, though. Did you notice?“ I ask.
“Mmm. It's sexy as hell though,“ Meggie responds.
“That it is,“ Sera agrees.
I secure the band at the bottom of the braid.
“There, all set.“
“Thanks, Luce.“
“Anytime.“
“Me now,“ Meggie chimes. Her hair has grown out so much in the past four months. She bounces over. Sera slides over and Meggie takes her spot.
“I'm thinking of dying my hair blonde,“ Sera announces and we all gape at her.
“What? Why?“ Meggie asks.
Sera shrugs. “I don't know. Something different.“
“Your hair is so gorgeous. Those natural highlights are killer. Maybe just get a couple streaks or something. Spenser can fix you up,“ Meggie informs her.
“Yeah, maybe.“
Something is seriously going on with my sister and she's not going to tell me what. I have no idea who to ask. Cage maybe, but if he's off with his fuck buddy, well, maybe Sera doesn't confide in him as much as I think she does.
“Jesse's really tense,“ Meggie tells me. “You should go fuck him so he relaxes.“
“I'm thinking about it,“ I tell her with a grin.
“What's to think about?“ Sera asks. “Jesus, Luce. Fuck that glorious man as much as you possibly can.“
“I do. You all just don't know about it,“ I laugh.
“You've been quiet?“ Meggie asks surprised.
“Mhmm. We've worked it out.“
“Huh. I bet when we get to Chicago—“
I cut Meggie off, “I'm going to scream the penthouse down.“
We all laugh. Jesse looks over and I lick my lips. His eyes narrow and I raise a brow.
“Yep, gotta go girls. You're all set, Megs.“
“Just in time. Have a fucktastic time,“ Meggie laughs with Sera.
“Oh, I plan to,“ I reply as Jesse lifts me up into his arms and walks us into the bedroom.
“Is sex dirty? Only when it’s being done right.“
—WOODY ALLEN
“HOW LONG UNTIL sound check?“ Lucy asks as I set her down on the bed.
I walk back and lock the door. I lift a brow when I see my wife lying back on the bed, braced up on her elbows, one knee bent with her foot flat on the bed. She's got that look in her eye, the one that tells me she wants to fuck me into oblivion, and with that look I get hard.
“A little over an hour.“
“Hmm,“ she says, licking her lips.
“See something you like?“
Her “Oh yeah,“ comes out as a purr. Fuck.
She crooks a finger at me. Far be it from me to deny her. She sits up, putting her feet on the floor, then reaches for me.
“Baby,“ she croons, “take your shirt off.“
Wordlessly I do. Something's different about her this time. She's hotter, sexier, edgier than any other time we've been together and it's a huge fucking turn on. Seeing her like this, I decide I'm going to let her take the lead. This isn't something that comes easily for me. I like control in bed, to guarantee she gets more pleasure than she gives because, honestly, when she comes undone in my arms, I get a shit ton of pleasure whether I come or not.
She holds up her casted hand. “Can you do your pants?“ She peeks up at me through her eyelashes, the look seductive and innocent at the same time.
I unbutton and unzip my pants, then pull them down before kicking off my Chucks and stepping out of my jeans.
Her palm rubs against my erection.
“Mmm, already hard.“
“I'm always hard with you, Lucy.“
“I know,“ she grins. “It's so fucking sexy.“ She pulls the waistband of my boxer briefs then lowers them.
“I want to do something for you,“ she tells me, wrapping her hand around my cock.
Jesus, her hand is hot and wrapped tight. I let out a grunt.
“Anything you want.“
“Anything?“ she raises a brow.
I raise my brow back at her. “Within reason.“
Her grin is seductive and wicked. She leans forward and licks the precum beading at the head of my dick with the flat of her tongue and the sensation has me involuntarily bucking my hips. I take a deep breath, slowly letting it out, trying to keep from reaching out and touching her, taking control.
Her hands curve around the back of my thighs, drawing me closer, and her lips wrap around the tip of my cock.
“Jesus.“
“Mmm,“ she hums, taking me a little deeper. Pulling back, then deeper into the hot, wet recess of her mouth. It feels so fucking incredible I could come right now, but I'm not going to. Watching my wife take my cock into her mouth and, holy fuck, swallowing me down. I want to enjoy this.
I can't hold back when she swallows me into her throat, my fingers reach out and thread through her hair, tugging as I push my cock further into her throat. I feel her exhale from her nose as it swirls against the part of my cock she can't fit into her mouth. She'll never be able to get all of me, but damn if she doesn't try.
Those lips wrapped around my cock, such pretty lips. I trace a finger over them as she swirls her tongue. She pulls back, her eyes still focused on mine.
“I want you to come in my mouth. Then I want you to fuck me and come at least twice, so we might have to hurry.“
“Fuck, Lucy. You don't want much do you?“
“You not up for it?“ she challenges.
“Oh baby, you know I'm always up for it.“
She nods and takes my dick back into her mouth. Sweet Jesus she's good at sucking me off. I don't even want to know where she learned how to do this. I really don't. I'm just glad she'll never be doing it to anyone other than me ever again.
I groan as she leans forward, then pulling my hips forward, taking me deep, so god damn deep. When her fingertips touch my balls, I know I'm not going to last long at all.
“Lucy, I'm going to come if you keep that up.“
“Mmm,“ she moans and the hum vibrates around my cock. Son of a bitch that feels fucking incredible.
I grunt in satisfaction and she hums again, picking up on my pleasure.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,“ I coach as she bobs her head a little faster. When she reaches her fingers between my legs, inching them up, I pause, meeting her gaze.
Trust. This is about trust. I close my eyes. I trust her completely. My grip on her hair eases and before she moves any further, I pull her hand to my mouth and suck on her fingers. If she's going where I know she's going, I want at least a little lube.
She reaches back down, her fingers advancing slowly between my ass cheeks. When the tip of her finger touches the one place I never imagined anyone ever going, my hips buck and she swallows me down deep again, holding me there as she pushes her finger inside.
“Fuck.“ I'm not sure what I feel right now. Pain, discomfort. Uncertainty. But when she pushes her finger a little deeper then withdraws, then pushes deeper again, the pain mingles with pleasure and I relax into it, spreading my legs.
Her finger advances as she flattens her tongue on the underside of my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She pushes her finger all the way in, touching something deep inside of me and then she fucking hums. Holy fuck.
“Holy fuck, Lucy. Do that again.“
Finger out, in, then hum. Oh yeah.
I thrust my hips.
“Your hot little mouth is going to be filled with my cum soon, baby. You suck my cock so fucking good, I can't control myself.“
Harder and faster with her finger, harder and faster I thrust my hips into her mouth, and then the constant hum from her. When her casted hand touches my balls with her fingertips, I'm done.
I grunt. “Hold on,“ I warn, thrusting faster, her finger going to that spot, she hums loud and I come so motherfucking hard I can't breathe. I moan and she hums again. Fuck, if I don't come harder with that. Each thrust, she hums, and each thrust, I come harder than the last. The pleasure so intense my eyes squeeze shut, finally heavy breaths escape my lungs as my cum pumps into Lucy's mouth. She swallows greedy with each push of my hips. I have no idea how long I come, I just know when I finally stop my legs are shaky, and I'm panting for breath.
I reach up to the corner of her mouth and wipe some of my cum that leaked out. She pulls back, slowly letting my cock slide out of her mouth, and holds her tongue out. She licks my finger.
“You're so fucking sexy, Lucy. I will never get enough of you. Never,“ I tell her, reaching for her shirt. I lift it over her head and take off her bra. She reaches over to the bedside table for a wet wipe and I lift a brow.
“Planned that, did ya?“
She smirks and shrugs a shoulder and wipes her hand. She reaches for the water bottle, taking a long drink before scooting back on the bed. Her stocking-clad feet come up and rest on my stomach and I reach forward, pulling both her pants and panties off at the same time. No sense in wasting time, not if she wants me to come twice more.
I glide my fingers along her slit down to her opening and she's already soaked for me.
“How much do you want me, baby? Tell me how much you need me.“
“So much, Jesse. God… please,“ she begs.
“What do you want? My fingers?“ I ask, knowing that's not enough.
“No, please, Jesse. I want your cock inside me, deep and hard.“ Yep, that did it. I'm hard as a rock again. Christ her sultry voice is a killer.
I don't pause. I just lay between her thighs and slide my cock into her pussy.
“Holy Christ. I thought your mouth was heaven but there's nothing better than being inside your pussy, baby. Nothing,“ I tell her, thrusting hard and deep, showing no mercy. It feels so fucking good and when I hit her clit at just the right angle, she starts panting.
We must be getting loud, I can't tell, all I know is I hear Xander's music blaring from the other room. I know the minute Lucy hears it too because she lets out a long, low moan that ends with a breathy, “Jesse.“
“I love you, baby.“
“I love you, too.“
“Come for me,“ I tell her, hitting her clit as I ride her hard. I lean in, kissing and sucking on her neck, leaving marks I'm sure she'll be pissed about later, her hard nipples rubbing against my chest. When I find the spot just below her ear, I lick then kiss then suck gently before blowing on it, and her pussy clamps like a vise around my cock as she cries out her pleasure.
“Jesse! Oh God,“ she moans, as I thrust, easing up as her orgasm ebbs off, but not stopping—never stopping. Not until we've both come a couple more times. Sound check be damned, nothing can tear me away from my wife when she's fucking me.
“Wow,“ she breathes, blinking at me.
I grin. “Flip,“ I tell her. I roll so she's on top and moan, gripping her hips harder as she sinks down, taking me deeper than she did before. I don't know how I fit in her tiny little body but I thank the Maker that I do. I shift my hips and feel my cock nudge against her. Her head goes back and her eyes close.
“I love when you do that,“ she whispers.
“Me too. I think I'll keep on doing it for a while.“
I lift my hips slowly, gently, hitting her deep. The feel of her cervix hitting the head of my dick is driving me crazy. I'm going to show her no mercy.
I slide my thumb against her clit and she bucks against my hand.
“Jesse, it's too much.“
“No, it's not. Come twice more with me.“
“Baby, I don't know if I can.“
“You can and you will. Roll to the side, rest your cast on my side.“ She does as I ask and I lift her top leg over my hip. Her pussy is so open to me this way we both feel everything. I take my index and middle fingers and rub against her pussy lips, around the outside of my cock, while my thumb glides over her clit.
“How do you do that?“ she whispers and I feel a gush of fluid over my cock.
“Yeah baby, just like that. Clamp down and push.“
She does, her body trying to resist my thrusts, but with each thrust more of her cum trickles over my cock. Jesus. That's never happened before, with her or anyone else, and I can tell it's a shock to her.
“Baby, how does that feel?“
“I've never—“ Her moan cuts her off and when her pussy squeezes tighter, convulsions beginning, I thrust harder and faster knowing she's going to come hard and I want to go with her.
“Yes, Jesse,“ she whispers. “Right there, just like that,“ and then her eyes close and she moans long, her body shaking, her breath stuttering out, and I thrust hard and deep twice more before my cum shoots out of my cock.
“Fuuuuck,“ I breathe as I come and come inside her as her walls squeeze and retract. “So, so good.“
When her pussy relaxes and I stop coming, I pause, staying inside her and she takes a deep breath.
“Oh baby, we're not done,“ I tell her.
“We're not?“ she all but squeaks.
“Nuh-uh. You feel too fucking good to stop now. I'd stay buried inside you 24/7 if I could.“
“That'd be awkward when I had to pee,“ she giggles.
“That's just gross, Luce. There's a line and that crosses it.“
I pull out of her and roll her to her stomach, grabbing two pillows and putting them under her hips before slipping back inside of her.
“You get so deep, Jesse.“
“Let me know if I hurt you.“
She nods.
“Don't lean on that hand,“ I warn. “Just re
lax. I'll hold you up.“
“Relax when I've got my husband's nearly ten-inch cock inside me. Okay then,“ she says on a laugh.
I chuckle and give her some shallow thrusts before a couple deep ones, and when I hold myself still, nudging her deep, I swivel my hips and feel the head of my cock slide across her cervix.
I moan and she follows suit. I move a finger between us, getting it wet with our juices, then bring it back to her ass. She stiffens slightly, then relaxes.
Trust. Again, it's about trust and complete giving.
I push my finger inside, thrusting as I thrust my cock into her. Her breathing is heavy and her inner walls are hot again, gently squeezing.
“In Chicago, when we have our own room, I want to take your ass, baby. I want all of you.“
She nods. “Yes.“
That one word, the answer I needed to hear, symbolizes a trust so deep it touches my heart and it stutters in my chest.
“I love you so much, Lucy.“
“I love you more, Jesse.“
“Baby, that's not possible. It's just not,“ I tell her as I start moving her hips against the pillow so her clit gets the friction it needs.
My finger and cock buried deep inside, she starts thrusting, but I'm controlling her hips and she eventually stops.
“Let me.“
She nods again.
I pull her back hard and fast, and it doesn't take long before she gets restless, her pussy wet and twitching, so close to climax. I shift my angle and lose control. My hips meeting hers as I push and pull her against me, fast, so fast, her pussy clenching again.
I add a second finger to her ass and she comes undone. She bites the pillow to stifle her scream and I grin.
“Hell yeah, baby.“
Her body shakes as I hold her hips still and hammer into her, the tingles starting at the base of my spine.
“Come for me, Jesse. Come inside me so hard.“
“Fuuuuck, Lucy,“ I have no choice. Hearing her talk dirty back to me triggers my release and I just let go, enjoying it, riding it out, as pleasure soul deep pours through me over and over again.
I collapse on top of her back, holding myself up slightly. She really is so tiny I'm afraid I'll hurt her, but hell if she doesn't give as good as she gets.