Too Hard

by Riley, Alexa

  She shrugs. “You didn’t come find me last night.”

  “I gave you one night away from me before I tie you to my side for the rest of your life.” I walk to her, needing to close the space between us. “And I have a present.”

  I hold out the box to her and she lights up with excitement.

  “You didn’t have to get me anything,” she says, jerking the box out of my hand before I can take it back.

  I smile as I watch her tear into the blue box with the white ribbon and open it up.

  “Oh, Butch, this is too much.” She looks at the necklace and then looks up at me. “You’ve already given me so much.”

  “You deserve everything and more.” I glance down at the ring on her finger and smile. It’s enormous but nobody misses it and it’s clear she’s taken. “Let me help you with that.”

  “You are just the sweetest man in the whole wide world.”

  “There are five diamonds.” I take it from her as she turns to face the mirror and I place it around her neck. “One for each of the boys, one for me, one for our baby on the way, and the big one in the middle is for you.” Her red hair is styled at the nape of her neck, so I kiss the bare skin just below her ear. “You’re the one that’s truly made us a family.”

  “I’m not supposed to mess up my makeup.” She playfully smacks my chest as she places a kiss on my lips.

  She moans when my tongue touches her and my need for her can’t be held back anymore. “Show me that bare pussy and let me have a taste of my bride,” I say as I kiss my way down her neck. “Let me unwrap my present and I’ll keep you from crying.”

  Her breath catches when I kneel down in front of her and she raises the fluffy material up. She wasn’t lying. There under all those layers of white is her pretty pink cunt, bare and wet.

  “Butch, what if we’re late?” She might mean the words she says, but when she spreads her legs and rolls her hips forward, we both know she doesn’t give a shit.

  “People can wait while I fuck my bride.”

  Her laughter turns into a gasp as my tongue runs between her lips and I suck on her clit. My hands grab her ass and pull her close as I bury my face against her pussy. It doesn’t take me long to get her off with my mouth and she’s crying out my name.

  “I want my cum in you when you walk down the aisle to me,” I growl, standing up to turn her around.

  I push up all the layers of material as she grabs on to the nearest chair to brace herself. I pull out my cock and sink it deep into her just as there’s a knock on the door.

  “Harlow?” I hear Nellie call out, but I don’t stop.

  The doorknob jiggles, and I smile as I keep on hammering into Harlow.

  “B-be right out,” Harlow tries to say, but her words are cut off when her orgasm gets close. “Shit.”

  I smack her ass and she squeals as I shake my head. “Watch your mouth, little girl.”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she moans as she pushes back against me.

  My cock swells as she squeezes me, and I know we’re both going to go at the same time. I hear people on the other side of the door, but I ignore them, putting my hand over Harlow’s mouth and feeling her body shudder.

  Her orgasm hits her and takes her and she takes me over the edge with her. I groan and try not to let my knees buckle with the force of it. It’s hot and fast, but I plan on taking my time tonight and every day after.

  I take a breath and pull out of her, dragging her into my arms. “There. Now we can get married.” I kiss her on the forehead as I walk towards the door and leave her flushed and trying to balance herself.

  “You realize I’m going to look freshly fucked in all our wedding photos now, right?” She doesn’t look at all upset by it with her flushed cheeks and few tendrils of her red hair out of place.

  “Perfect.”

  She rushes over to me and I catch her in my arms as I give her one last kiss. There is more pounding on the door and I know it’s time for us to go.

  “We’re going to make this wedding fast,” I warn, and she nods and bites her lip. “I love you.”

  “I love you, too,” she says softly as we walk out together and into our forever.

  Epilogue

  Harlow

  Three years later…

  I suck harder, taking Butch’s cock to the back of my throat. “Little one,” he warns. I’m being greedy. I want him to cum in my mouth. It’s a game we play. He always wants his cum in my pussy or spreading across my skin. On the rare occasion I can beat him to it and get a mouth full of him, I get him to cum too fast to stop me from sucking him down. I look up at him with a plea in my eyes.

  “Fine, you little brat. This time.” His hand in my hair tightens as he starts to pump in and out. He can never tell me no when I really want something and I want this. He no longer lets me bob my head back and forth on him. Now he controls my movements, but I can suck harder. My eyes lock with his. I beg him again with them. My clit is throbbing with need. I came not even five minutes ago when Butch saw me in my dress all ready to go to the boys’ graduation. He spread me out on the bed, pushing my dress up before sliding my panties to the side and eating me until I cried out his name.

  We both could be as loud as we wanted right now. My mom has our little one today. We’re the only ones home. Butch grunts as he fucks my mouth faster. I suck as hard as I can, giving it my all. I get off on getting him off.

  When he lets out a load groan I feel cum hit my tongue. I swallow it down, sucking more, wanting every last drop of him I can get. He takes a staggered step back from me, his breathing heavy as his cock slips from my mouth. I lean forward to swipe my tongue across the head of his cock, getting the last drop of semen that’s there before I lick my lips, enjoying the taste of my husband.

  My pussy still throbs with need. “Lift your dress.” I do as I’m told. Butch takes another few steps back and drops down into the chair in the corner of our bedroom. He keeps his eyes trained on my dress bunched up around my waist, anchored by my shaking hand.

  “Use the other to slide into your panties.” He leans back in the chair, enjoying the show. “You were a bad girl, so now you’re going to have to make yourself cum, but Daddy is going to enjoy the show.” My hand slips into my panties. I’m so wet there’s a spot showing on them. My orgasm from before still coats me.

  “Just play with the clit. You won’t get anything inside that pretty little pussy of yours unless I’m putting it there. Only Daddy gets to do that.” I moan at his words, my head nodding in agreement as I work two fingers over my clit. My eyes stay on Butch. His cock is hard again and I know it wants inside of me. He strokes himself as he watches me. His eyes stay locked between my thighs as I work my clit. I’m ready to cum. I know he’s thinking about his cock inside me as he strokes himself.

  “Daddy, please,” I beg. I need his approval before I can cum. My whole body is tight begging for it.

  He gives me a proud smile. “Cum for me.” I do. I cry out his name as my body shakes with the orgasm. It’s fast and hard but not as good as what Daddy’s fingers can do to me. “Come here.” My eyes flutter open. They must have fallen closed when I came. I crawl the short distance over to Butch. He reaches down and pulls me up into his lap.

  “Give me what’s mine.” I lay my head on his shoulder as I bring my wet fingers to his mouth. He sucks them clean before kissing them. His hard cock digs into me. We both know we don’t have time for another round. It will have to wait until later. If I’m lucky we can steal a moment for ourselves during the party. I do enjoy our sneaky sex moments. Over four years together and I still get excited for those stolen moments. Our secret playtimes no one knows about.

  “You ready for this?” I sit up to look into his eyes. The boys moved out four years ago, but this is really it. They’re men. They already looked it, but now it seems official.

  “No stopping it.” I smile at Butch. He’s proud of his boys. They are graduating college today. Not just graduations but doing it at t
he top of their class a year early. Owen had gotten a bachelor’s degree in finance while Elijah had gone for business. They wanted to prove to Butch they were ready to take over the company from him. He was ready to hand it over to them. They’d kept working with him between school. I think they work too much. It’s all I ever see them do. College and work. Nothing else.

  What do I know? Maybe they’re good at hiding the other things they do, but I don’t think they are doing anything else. Often times when I’d sit down on a Friday or Saturday night with Butch after we got our baby boy in bed, I’d log on to play a video game and they’d both be on playing together. They would quickly join me in with them to play. Maybe now they will let loose some. Enjoy life.

  Butch stands, putting me back on my feet. He makes sure my dress is in place before giving me a kiss. “We’ll finish this later.” I can’t wait.

  His hand slides into mine as he leads me out of the house. I already have everything ready for the party after the ceremony. Nellie has been helping me. She’s better at decorating and the finer details of things. She’d gone above and beyond to help me with the party. She loves the twins, too.

  Both of our families have become close over the years, having dinners and spending holidays together. I keep waiting for the right guy to come alone for Nellie, but she’s turned into a workaholic. Her small design company has exploded and she does all the work for Barton construction and others. She needs to cut back. I won’t make that suggestion to her though. Last time I did that she almost burst into tears, asking me else was she going to do.

  The ceremony is quick and we cheer for the boys as they cross the stage. We don’t get to see them but for a moment. They both give me a kiss on the cheek and tell us they’ll see us back at the house.

  “I don’t know why, but I just thought they’d be coming back to live here,” I tell Butch as we make our way back to the house. I want to get there first and make sure everything is ready for the small party we are having.

  “They’re men,” Butch says. I know that. “They found a place they are going to put some work into. I’m sure Nellie can help them design it.”

  “Yeah,” I agree. They moved out of the dorms after the first year and got a place of their own—a condo. It had the basics and nothing more. It reminded me of how I used to live, before I knew what making a home really meant. I tried to spruce their place up a little, but they told me it didn't matter. They were only staying until school was done. Now it’s done and they’ve gone out and bought a house. Together. Nellie and I were always close growing up, but when we moved out we didn't do it together. We both went and got our own places. I don’t think those two will ever be apart.

  My phone rings, breaking me from my thoughts. Nellie’s name lights up the screen as we pull into the driveaway of our house. I glance at the clock. We have a little time before people start to show up. My mom and aunt will be coming a little later. They’re taking our son to see his first movie.

  “What’s up?” I say as Butch opens my car door for me to get out. I turn at the sound of a car pulling up the driveaway. It’s the twins already. They got here fast.

  “I’ll be there in a little. I had to make a stop.” I can hear someone in the background, making me wonder where she went. She was at the graduation with us and slipped out moments before Butch and me. I figured she wanted to get back here too to make sure everything was ready for the party.

  The twins walk over towards me. They’ve discarded their graduation gowns and now they’re back in their usual jeans and T-shirts.

  “Where’s Nellie?” they ask Butch. Butch shrugs, looking to me. I point to my phone and get back to my phone conversation.

  “A stop where? We forget something?”

  She makes a forced laugh. “No, I went home to drop my car. I’m coming with a date.”

  “A date!” I shout. She has a date! I can’t remember the last time she had a date. Maybe she finally found someone.

  “Yeah, a date. I didn't want to be the only one without a date.”

  “Okay.” I don’t understand what she means. Who else is bringing a date? My eyes shoot to the twins. Maybe they have dates, too. When my eyes land on them, they both look pissed. No, more than pissed.

  “See you soon,” Nellie says and ends the call. Butch wraps his arm around me, kissing me on top of the head. “Come inside, little one. The twins need a moment.” I put my phone back into my purse. The two of them are pacing back and forth.

  “What’s going on?” I ask. I start to get worried. He lifts me up as we enter the house.

  “What’s going on is my cock is still too hard from watching you play with yourself before we left this afternoon and we only have about fifteen minutes to fix it.” I wrap my legs around him. He takes the steps two at a time, kicking our bedroom door closed behind him before he tosses me onto the bed.

  “I don’t think there is such a thing as too hard.” I lift up on my elbows. “But if you think so, maybe I could fix that for you.” I part my thighs, showing him that I’d ditched my panties when he wasn't paying attention.

  I was right. My man could never be too hard.

  THE END

  but not for long…

  Chapter 1

  Nellie

  This is going to be a long night, I can already feel it. Something’s been in the air since I woke up early this morning alone in my empty condo. I’m an interior designer but haven’t designed my own place. There are blank white walls and nothing special about it. The furniture I have is odds and ends I’ve collected over the years after people change their minds and want something different. I’d scooped them up because you can’t beat free.

  I’d be embarrassed if anyone actually saw my place. They wouldn’t believe my condo is mine even though when I take on a project I put everything into it. I design a room down to every single detail so I know the real reason I haven’t done anything with it. It isn’t because I keep myself so busy although I could use that as an excuse. I keep telling myself the condo is only temporary and it’s holding a spot until I find my forever home with my forever man. I’d gotten the place right after I’d graduated from design school. Three years later and nothing about the place has changed and it’s as empty as my love life.

  It doesn't help my morning when I reached for my phone and the first thing I saw was a text from both Owen and Elijah. The Barton Twins. Their dad is married to my cousin who is more of a sister to me than anything. She and I have been close since we could walk and though we might be opposites in a lot of ways we balance each other out.

  The twins randomly send me messages in our group chat and today Owen’s is a simple Today's the day. Elijah’s is a little more bold with about fucking time.

  They’d talked me into decorating the new place they bought and I agreed but haven’t seen it yet. I promised them I would but it could be a mistake on my part. There wasn’t a way for me to tell them no, but how can I decorate their place while dreaming about the two of them doing all kinds of dirty things to me.

  My fantasies are filthy and I should probably go hide under a rock somewhere because of them. But when I think about the both of them I’ve never been more turned on. Sometimes they fight over who gets to have me first but in the end it doesn’t matter because we all come out happy. At least my in dream world that’s how it works.

  They are technically my cousins by marriage and three years younger than me. None of that would add up to this working out. Especially with my fantasy of having the both of them together. It’s twisted and I’m sure they’d be disgusted to know that’s what I’m thinking.

  I responded with a quick congratulations and told them I’ll see them at the party tonight. I went to their graduation and watched them walk across the stage. It was only three years ago I watched them graduate high school. Sometimes it felt like the years flew by and other times they dragged. They were right though, today’s the day and they’re finally done. They’re men in every sense of the word but I alw
ays thought they were from the moment I met them.

  Owen received a bachelor's degree in finance while Elijah’s is in business. They’ve been chomping at the bit to take over their dad’s company since they went to college. They both worked there while in school and never relaxed and enjoyed college. It’s always work and school with those two and nothing more. Maybe they’re just better at hiding what they’re up to in their free time.

  With them working with their dad I see them pretty often. Not only because they’re family but because I do all the interior design work for any of the Barton Construction projects. The company keeps me busy. So much so I can barely take on any extra work outside of them. The Bartons are always dropping new projects on me and sometimes I think they specifically go after jobs with me in mind.

  I push that thought from my mind, not wanting to go down that road. Too many times I’ve let my mind play with the idea that they did it to keep me close. That one or both of the twins have been harboring feelings for me.

  I’ve got more important things to focus on like what I’m doing going to the graduation party on a date with Luke. He hands me a warm to-go cup and I take a sip.

  “Thanks for the coffee.” I tell him as I breathe in the sweet caramel treat.

  All the contractors know it’s my favorite and they usually get me one if they know I’m in the office and have a favor to ask. Like asking for me to take on one their new clients. I don't think Luke is going to ask me though because he’s a carpenter and in high demand. It’s normally me asking him for the favor. He’s one of the best I’ve ever seen so if I can get him for a project he’s always my first pick.

  I wish I had something a little harder right now but the coffee will have to do. Luke and I are heading to the graduation party together and I know I can probably snag a glass of wine or two if I need something to help me get through the night. It isn’t going to help heal my broken heart but it can nurse me through the night. I could come out the other side with no one knowing what is going on under the fake smile that’s ever so present lately.