by Paige Parish
Since I was forty-five minutes early, dinner had not yet arrived when I rang her doorbell. And, frankly, the sight of her made me more interested in my initial plans of just having her for dinner. But if she needed to ease into this, I was going to give her that. I had given up trying to convince myself this was just about sex. I had never felt so . . . giddy. As girly as the word sounded, that was what was causing my stomach to flutter, above and beyond the weight of desire in my groin.
Making small talk until dinner arrived was much easier than I thought it would be as I caressed every inch of her with my eyes, wanting desperately to grab her up and spread her on the floor before me so I could feast on her. We had an easy rapport, more proof this woman was going to be mine.
And, of course, there was Gabby who needed attention and kept trying to steal the spotlight. At one point, when Janine had stepped out to get us two more beers, I leaned in and confided with Gabby, "You are worthy of all my attention, but I ain't gonna lie. I can't keep my mind off your mom right now. I promise you I'm going to turn my attention to you after I've devoured your mom. And don't worry. I think I’m going to be around a lot after tonight.”
Gabby tilted her head from side to side as I whispered to her and then put her paw on my knee.
“It’s a deal,” I said after shaking her paw.
“What’s a deal?” came Janine’s voice from the doorway.
I smiled. "That's between Gabby and me here."
Janine narrowed her eyes suspiciously. The doorbell rang, and our Chinese dinner interrupted any further prying.
Half an hour later, I had gotten my fireplace lighter and some firestarter, plus a sweet surprise, from my truck and joined Janine in her backyard. She had pulled up two patio chairs—not close enough for my liking, so I remedied that—to sit in front of a beautifully painted clay firepit that had not been there the day before. The sun was starting to set, but I wanted to wait until it was a little darker to get the bonfire started.
Janine suggested we take Gabby around the block to walk off our dinner. I had other things in mind for working off the meal, but I followed. It was a beautiful evening, not quite sweater weather, but a little too cool for shorts. I was glad I had thought to bring a blanket for us. It seemed like it might be a bit cooler once the sun had gone down.
By the time the three of us had returned, the sun had nearly disappeared, and I carried the dead tree to the fire pit and broke it easily into smaller pieces, while she took Gabby to her crate. Once I had the fire started, I pulled the blanket off the bag holding the surprise and set up a plate of marshmallows, chocolate bars, and graham crackers. I used two of the sticks I had broken off the tree to secure the marshmallows over the fire. The sound of Janine’s laughter was beautiful. I hoped I’d hear much more of it.
Finally, the s’mores all gone, the fire dying down, and much of the tree completely turned to ash, I stepped over to her chair and squatted in front of her, taking her hands. My cock grew impossibly harder as if telling me, Well, finally. Thank God. Let's get this fucking show on the road.
Janine’s eyes widened as she swallowed hard. On my knees now, I leaned closer. She gasped as I pulled her into me cupping her face with my hands. It certainly seemed she had been sending me the green light, but I needed to be sure.
"Is this okay?" I asked tenderly, observing her face. Her eyes widened some. "I hope I'm not misreading anything, and I’ll back off immediately if that's what you want, but if there is the slightest chance I might get a shot with you, I'm gonna take it."
She nodded. God, she was so unbelievably precious. I wasted no more time and kissed her hard, my tongue slipping past her parting lips. I tasted a little sweetness from the s'mores, but the taste of her was even sweeter. I stood and reached my hand out helping her from her seat. Then I spread out the blanket I brought and sat, pulling her down with me. I started to put my hands under her shirt but paused again. "Are you sure?" I asked. “Because I don’t think I can turn back in just a moment, and I’m so fucking anxious to get inside you, I can’t stand it.”
She put her hand to my crotch and nodded again. “I am sure, Spencer. Very sure.”
I could smell her essence and knew she wasn't lying. I had her shirt and bra off within seconds and pivoted to lay her under me. On my knees next to her, I groaned at the sight of her incredible tits. A bit more than a handful, even with my large hands. I placed one hand on her breast and rubbed her nipple with my thumb, while I used my other hand to caress her soft, plump stomach lightly. Then I leaned forward and traced my tongue around her belly button and then between her breasts before I took her hard nipple into my mouth and sucked and teased it, pulling groans from her and causing her to arch her back.
Then I continued tracing her collar bone with my tongue and up her jaw until I took her into my mouth again. Still kissing her, I reached down for her arms and pulled them above her head, holding both wrists with one hand while I used the other to unbutton her jeans. Then I straddled her as I pulled her jeans down to expose her hips and the top of her bush. The sight of her beneath me was intoxicating. I loved curvy women whom I could almost melt into without fear of crushing a tiny waif and breaking her bones. I never could understand what so many men seemed to see in anorexic-looking models.
I leaned down and started planting kisses along the exposed area, thankful for the cushiony woman under me and grateful for the fullness I was about to savor.
She dropped her arms to grasp my hair, but I sat up quickly and growled, “No.” I moved her arms back above her head and pressed down a bit on her wrists while I said, “Leave them here and let me feast.”
She bit her lip and nodded, and I moved back to her jeans to drag them over her full hips and down to her feet and pulled them off. She shivered, and I hurriedly pulled off my shirt and inched her legs apart, planting myself between her knees. Her shivering intensified until she was trembling. "From here on out, this pussy is mine, and I’m going to drink my fill until you beg me to stop. And tonight is just the beginning.”
She moaned and arched her back. "It's your pussy. Do what you want with it. I will never beg you to stop. But I'm fucking close to begging you to start.”
I grinned and leaned forward, painfully aware of my aching cock still confined behind a zipper, but forcing it to be patient. I kissed along her thighs before finally taking her hot pussy in my mouth, inhaling the incredible scent and feeling as though I might get high from her heat.
I groaned against her clit as she started to buck and arch. She put her hand over her mouth and bit into it, holding back cries as I licked her, drinking in her juices and exploring her with abandon. I was right; I could have just had her for dinner and been sated.
I used my fingers to open her lips and leaned back just enough to get a good view of her clit and her opening in the moonlight. I moaned as I went back to working her clit. I slid one finger into her soft folds and nearly came myself. My cock was going to be so happy with me.
When her hands flew to the back of my head, I plowed my tongue into her and urged her into an orgasm. She moaned more loudly, now that she wasn't biting her hand, and shoved her pussy further into my face. Then she stilled for a moment and sucked in a breath.
"Oh, God, Spencer. Shit, this is good." She couldn't control her cry but immediately clamped down on her hand again to try to keep from screaming out loudly enough to bring the cops. I grinned up at her, my tongue still entering her pussy. I couldn’t wait to see her completely abandon herself. I planned on seeing THAT when I took her to the bedroom later tonight.
I thrust my tongue into her once more until she grabbed my head and pushed me back. “No more. I can’t … take it … it’s too much.”
I trailed her juices up her body and pulled myself to my knees and began to remove my jeans. “You are fucking beautiful, Janine. That was the best tasting pussy I've ever had, and I can't wait to have it every night. I’ve got to get my cock deep into you before I explode.”
Janin
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I think I was still orgasming even after he pulled his mouth off my pussy. I had to push him off. I had never felt anything so intense in my life, and I suddenly felt like I was being tickled. But my pussy wasn't done. It wanted him inside just as fiercely as it seemed he wanted to be inside me. When he pulled his jeans and underwear down, his huge cock popped up to attention and ultimately got my attention too. I was so intrigued by the massive organ.
“Shit. You’re huge. I don’t know if you’ll even fit,” I said, my eyes wide. My pussy moistened as if to tell me I didn’t know what the hell I was talking about, that she was going to take him inside no matter the consequences.
He stroked his dick with one hand while fingering me with the other, making me wetter than I had ever dreamed I could be.
"I'll never hurt you," he said huskily. "I'll take it slow, and we'll stop anytime you need a break. But I'm going to get in that pussy, and I'll make it worth your while. I promise. This is my pussy now. And I'll be gentle, but Janine, I am about to fuck you. Are you ready?”
I nodded vigorously and widened my legs for him. I put my arms above my head where he’d placed them before and stared deeply into his eyes. “I am yours, Spencer. Fuck me now. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. Please make my pussy yours. She’s begging. She’s ready.”
He leaned forward and put one hand on my wrists again while using the other to guide his cock to my opening. The tip slid in just a bit, effortlessly, the wetness making it slide in like silk. I bit my lip again, and he leaned forward to kiss me. I could taste myself on his lips, and I had no idea how much that would turn me on. I started to wiggle my legs in anticipation.
"You’re my Janine, MINE,” he whispered. He pushed a little further, and I gasped but urged him deeper. It hurt, but hurt in such a way that I couldn't get enough. I arched under him and pleaded, “I’m yours, Spencer. All yours. Please. Deeper. Harder.”
He removed his hand from my wrists to brace himself, and he pushed so deep, I saw stars. It was all I could do not to scream in ecstasy. The last thing we needed was a curious neighbor to peek over the fence.
My hands free, I grabbed his ass and pushed him even further.
"Oh, God, Janine. I can't hold it much longer."
“Then give it to me. Give it all to me. I want you. I want all of you.
I was taken by surprise when my orgasm slammed into me again, spreading across my hips, while he filled me at the same time.
“I’m coming, Janine. I’m fucking coming.”
My eyes rolled back in my head. I had never felt such pleasure. I had never been fucked like this.
Spent, he lay on top of me, breathing hard, while I tried to come back down from my high. The backs of my eyes started to burn, and I felt something in my throat as tears began spilling onto my cheeks. His head was next to mine, his mouth breathing hard next to my ear. Suddenly he stiffened and raised his head quickly.
“Shit, are you crying, Janine? Did I hurt you? I’m so—”
I put my lips to his and shook my head. Then I dropped my head back, the tears coming freely now. "No, no, no, you didn't hurt me, Spencer. I just had a whole bundle of feelings inside, growing bigger and bigger, and they just had to go somewhere. I'm not hurt. I'm happy…so happy."
The moonlight allowed me to see his face enough to know he was smiling, and he put his hand on my cheek and used his thumb to wipe away some of the tears. “I only want to give you tears of happiness, my love. Right now and forever.”
Spencer
We spent the night in her bed, wrapped up in each other's arms, and made love for as long as we could stand it until sleep finally took us. A few times, I was awakened by soft cries from Gabby's kennel. Janine whispered, "She's not used to being in there at night. She usually sleeps in here with me."
"Then, that's where she needs to be," I said. "Okay if I go let her out? I could probably have you several times more, but I think we need the rest, and we need to keep her happy. I don't want her upset with me every time I come around."
Janine giggled as I softly kissed her nose. “She’s already as in love with you as I am,” she said sleepily.
I smiled and dropped my lips to hers. “As I am in love with you. You will always be mine.”
Once Gabby was settled, I pulled Janine into my chest, and the rest of the night was quiet and peaceful.
When I awoke the next morning, I had already begun to consider the steps I'd need to take to spend more time with Janine. I was hoping it wasn't just sleep delirium that made her tell me she was in love with me the night before. I was undoubtedly 100% sure I wanted to spend my life with her. As much as it annoyed me to think of living in the home she had spent with her jackass husband; I knew her plans for her salon would have to radically change to get her to move somewhere else. And besides, it seemed to mean a lot to her that she'd taken back her life and her home.
She stirred in my arms when I kissed her forehead. Gabby crawled up further between us, but it felt more like she was wanting to get in on the love and not so much in trying to separate us. I scratched her ears and let her lick my cheek.
“She’s smitten,” Janine said. I looked down to see her beautiful green eyes.
“I don’t think she’s the only one,” I said as I leaned down and kissed her lips.
Finally, reluctantly, I got up to get my day started. I needed to check on what was required to finish the project Grant and Joe were working on and begin plans for getting Janine’s salon started. I promised Janine I’d be back that evening and would bring dinner.
The next few days saw me in Janine's arms at the end of every night and the beginning of each morning, and I knew I'd never been happier. I had started on the frame for Janine's house and delighted in her bringing me lemonade and then sitting on the patio to watch me every day. Grant and Joe had finished the other project and were now helping with the framing of Gabby’s Den. They had approved of my Janine, and I made sure they knew she was MY Janine.
Janine and I had been together for just more than a week when we started the drywall, and I began planning my life with her. I spent as much time as I could telling her how beautiful she was and how much I loved her, knowing I’d still have to break through the remaining piece of the wall she’d built after that son of a bitch Declan had mistreated her, but I thought I was really close to getting her to agree to let me move in. And I, for damn sure, wasn’t going to do anything to make her feel less than the perfect goddess she was.
The texts and phone calls from the jackass continued to interrupt us, though Janine refused to answer them. I was proud of her, but I could tell it was starting to make her worry. One mid-morning, while she was taking Gabby for a walk, I heard her phone ding and realized she’d forgotten to take it with her. I picked it up and saw a message from Declan. Or I assumed it was Declan. She had renamed the contact “Dickhead.”
pick up the goddamn phone Janine I fucking mean it.
Heat began to boil in my gut as more texts came in.
you can’t hide from me, bitch I want to know what the fuck you’re building in OUR yard
The heat began to boil higher into my chest. Had he been to the house?
I’m coming over tonight you better be there
Like hell, I thought. I wasn’t going to let this shit-for-brains near her.
Janine
Gabby and I rounded the corner and were in front of our house. I smiled, remembering the first time I’d seen Spencer from this exact point. The past few days had been heaven. I couldn’t believe it was happening so quickly, but there was no doubt in my mind that Spencer was the one. I'd even introduced him to Lacy and my parents, all of whom fell in love with him. The night my parents had come over for dinner, my mom reminded me I didn't have many more years to have children as she was leaving. I scolded her, but she hugged me. "I know I shouldn't say such things to you, my dear. It's none of my business, but I want a grandbaby so badly. I love having my granddog, but it's just not the same.
" I forgave her, and couldn't help think about what it would be like to carry Spencer's baby.
The thought had been coming to me more frequently lately, and it occurred to me again as Gabby and I approached the house. When we got inside, I could tell Spencer was agitated about something. He was pacing in the living room. I put away Gabby's leash and hurried in to check on him. I didn't like the look I saw in his face.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
He handed me my phone, and I stared down at it. "Declan," he responded. "He says he's coming over tonight."
“You talked with Declan?” Panic started to set into my chest.
"No, he was sending text after text, and I picked up your phone." His shoulders dropped. "I'm sorry, Janine. That was overstepping, I know. I don't want you to think you can't trust me. I'm worried about what he might do to you."
I studied his face for a moment and then softened. “Declan’s not going to do anything to me,” I said. “He’s too much of a coward.”
“Well, he says he’s coming over tonight, and it’s obvious he’s been here in the past few days. He knows we’re building something in the backyard. Have you seen him?”
I shook my head. "No, Declan knows better than to come up to the door. I threatened him with a restraining order the last time he came here. I don't like that he's come by, but I'm not afraid of him."
I walked over to Spencer and put my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. "I'm sorry," he whispered again. "I don't want anyone to make you feel the way he's made you feel. You don't deserve it, and I don't understand why he won't just go away."
“Me neither,” I said against his chest as my phone rang. I felt him stiffen. and I glanced at the screen. “It’s okay. It’s Lacy.” I stepped away from him and into the kitchen to take the call. Lacy sounded very upset. Her boyfriend had broken up with her. We talked for just a moment before I demanded she come over immediately.