I wrap my hand around his girth and gasp when he clutches me closer and dips his head to my breasts. He ravishes them alternately while my hand grips him.
Head thrown back, hand tightening around his cock, I use my thumb to rub the slit.
“Fuck no!” he curses, grabs my hand and clenches his jaw together. “I’m not coming on your hand,” he pants, trying to catch his breath.
I tip my head to the side and after a moment, I make the decision for us. Unfastening my jeans, I feel Leo’s hands on my hips. He quickly removes me from his lap and shoves his jeans down to his feet before he reaches for me.
My jeans are shoved to the top of my boots, before he’s dragging me back onto his lap. My feet land between his as he turns me to face the windshield.
“Without completely stripping it will have to be this way,” Leo explains.
“I’m not complaining.” I glance over my shoulder, and the sight of Leo with his hand wrapped around his cock takes my breath away.
“I wanted our first time to be in a bed so that I could make love to you for hours,” Leo confesses. “I’ve waited too long to have you in my arms, in my life.”
“I’ve wanted you for just as long, Leo,” I whisper, but he hears me.
His hands caress my hips and the curve of my bottom before he slips them up my back and unclips my bra. He grips one hip and slowly guides me up. The delicious slide of him entering me causes small ripples of awareness to tease his cock.
When he’s buried so deeply inside of me, my body breaks out in goose bumps at the sensation he causes within. His hands snake up my torso and shoving my bra upward, he cups my breasts and pinches my nipples.
“Ride me, babe,” he hisses, flexing his hips.
Using the dash for leverage, I rise up slowly and my toes curl in my boots before I let gravity take me back to his lap.
“Oh shit,” Leo growls. “I was already close by having you over me, but shit, babe. Having my cock buried so deeply inside of you has me very close to coming.”
Instead of riding him, I cover his hands on my breasts and undulate slowly on him. His legs quiver as he gets bigger, stretching me further. His left hand slips between my legs and finds my nub, rubbing and pinching. That’s all I need and I come. I stretch and arch while I ripple and convulse on his cock.
Slowly coming down from my high, Leo releases inside of me, filling my core with each kick of his cock—so damn good that my eyes roll.
“Too good,” he groans. “So tight and wet.” He kisses my neck and moves both his hands back to my breasts. “The next time I make love to you it’s going to be facing each other so that I can suck these babies while my dick slides in and out of you.”
“Yes,” I agree. “I don’t want to move.”
He chuckles. “Well, my cock’s still surrounded by warmth, so I’m not worried about it freezing off, but we’re going to cool soon.”
“I know.” I slowly rise and shiver from my muscles clenching around Leo’s cock to keep him inside.
He curses and steadies me when my legs weaken with pleasure. “Will you tug everything up for me?”
His hands reach and help me get back into my panties and jeans. All I really want is to be able to face him. Climbing back on his lap, I capture his lips with my mouth. He tastes so good and my tongue dances with his, deepening the kiss, moving toward the next level.
“We need to get back,” he whispers when our mouths reluctantly separate, and then his eyes widen. “Fuck, we didn’t use protection. Shit! God, Robin, I’m sorry. It never entered my head the minute I had you in my arms.”
“It’s not just your fault. It’s mine as well. I’m healthy, Leo, and, I’m on birth control,” I admit, and hope to heck that he’ll accept that and go bareback every time.
“I’m clean, baby. I haven’t been with anyone for months. Months before I discovered you.”
I smile. “So you can come inside me every time.”
A rumble in his chest tells me he’s happy with that. He tries to tug me closer, but I slip out of his grasp and end up on my knees on the floor of the dash between his spread thighs.
“What—”
I smile and wrap my hand around him, directing his cock into my mouth. The head leaks pre-cum, which I lick up before I suck him inside.
“Robin, you have to stop.”
I shake my head and mumble around his thick shaft.
Leo reaches out and plays with my nipples while I massage his balls. He slides further inside of my mouth as my tongue rubs against him.
“Fuck,” he pants. “Robin, I’m going to come,” he tries to dislodge my head. I stay in place and grip the base of his dick while I suck him like the best Popsicle in the world. He growls, pants, and thrusts, but he doesn’t come until I release the tight hold I had on him, and then he releases, long and hard, while I swallow everything he gives.
“Enough…too much.” He cups my jaw and pulls my head up so that I meet his gaze. “I,” he laughs, “don’t know what the fuck to say. You’ve scrambled my brain.” He laughs again. “Come home with me tonight.”
I don’t need asking twice. “Yes.”
He grins. “They say payback’s a bitch.” His laugh soon turns into a groan when I put my mouth to his balls. “Damn! Why’d we have to start this here?”
“Because we’ve waited long enough and couldn’t wait any longer.” I shrug, and smirk. “It was worth the wait.”
Leo curves his hand behind my head and tugs me to him and his waiting mouth. “You’re my girl, Robin. Please tell me that I’m yours.”
I see the worry in his gaze as he watches me closely, but he has no reason to be. “You’re my guy, and I’ll hurt anyone who touches you.” I smooth his brow with my fingers. “Even Sue,” I add.
Leo shakes his head. “I don’t see anyone else, Robin. I haven’t since I first saw you.” He gives me a quick kiss. “Scoot over so I can fasten my jeans.” He pointedly stares at my chest, which is still bare to him. He closes his eyes as I move, but adds, “Please fasten your shirt otherwise I’m going to say to hell with it and drive back to my place right now.”
I drop into the passenger seat and quickly straighten my clothes. “As much as I wish we could do that, I don’t want to disappoint Ryder.”
Leo fastens everything away from my view and settles against the seat. “You have a good family, Robin.” He reaches out and wraps a lock of my hair around a finger. “I haven’t been part of a family for years.”
I don’t think I’m being presumptuous when I say, “Consider yourself part of mine, Leo.” I offer a small smile that reaches my eyes. “This Christmas you’re going to be with me and my family.” I climb over him again and wrap my arms around his neck.
Holding him close, I admit, “I’m falling in love with you.”
Leo’s arms tighten around me. “I’m already in love with you.”
Ryder & Dahlia
Ryder
I toss my hat, gloves, and jacket down on the sofa after dropping our three girls off with Cindy, Reece’s mom. She’s been amazing and insists on having our three when she has Reece’s son, Ben. Considering Dahlia is a product of her husband’s infidelity, her support never ceases to surprise me.
Moving through our home, I toss my sweatshirt over a kitchen chair. Carrying on through the house and upstairs, I unfasten my jeans. Walking into the bedroom, I toss my t-shirt over my head, letting it drop to the floor. My boots, jeans, and socks quickly follow before I crawl up my gorgeous wife.
We don’t get much time to ourselves during the day anymore, so even though I was supposed to be heading to Kix, I couldn’t resist coming home to make love to Dahlia.
“Mmm.” She stretches. “You better be my husband.”
“Is that right?” I chuckle as I tug the sheet down her torso, and growl when her breasts are bared to my eyes.
“Oh yes. My husband is very possessive.” Dahlia purrs when I nuzzle between her large breasts.
“Damn str
aight he is, baby.” I tug the sheet away and settle over her.
Dahlia reaches around my waist and pulls me down. “I love your weight.”
“Always, baby.” I dip my head and nuzzle along her neck before I capture her lips with mine. Our kiss is gentle and full of my love for her. She’s my best friend, the mother of my children, and the woman who captured my heart from the moment I met her. At the time I’d thought she was with Reece, but I couldn’t have been so wrong.
I smile as I let my lips trail down from her neck to her fantastic breasts. Dahlia grew a couple of cup sizes while pregnant with the girls, but after our youngest, Lacey, came along, they stayed this size. I couldn’t be happier, but Dahlia hates them, unless I have her naked that is.
Meeting her heavy lidded gaze, I lap at one of her nipples before taking it into my mouth. Her stomach quivers as she brings a leg up and over my hip. Her back arches off the bed allowing her wet pussy to rub along my dick.
I don’t need to check for readiness and guide my throbbing cock inside her tight sheath. I slowly slide back and forth until I’m buried balls deep. My control is slowly slipping as Dahlia tightens around me.
“I love you being in me like this.” Her hands cup my face and hold me to her as our brows rest together. “Make love to me slowly, Ryder. I know we’re late, but I need you like this.”
Gazing into her eyes, I hold still and feel my heart explode with the love that I have for this woman. “Anything you want, honey…Anything,” I whisper as I slowly make love to my wife.
I grasp her bottom with one hand to hold her in place, and with my other, I slip it under her back so that there isn’t anything between us.
My gentle rocking inside of her has my balls pulled tight with the threat of release. It isn’t helping that I’ve been hard and ready from the minute I’d driven away from Cindy’s house.
Seeing the love mixed with lust in Dahlia’s eyes before they flutter closed as she arches her back does things to me, and I know I’m not going to last.
“Put your feet between my legs, baby.”
She does as instructed and my eyes roll. “The feel of your pussy,” I hiss. “So tight.”
I grab hold of her wrists and place them above her head, and when she arches into me, I see fucking stars. My lips come crashing down over hers and our tongues do a primal dance as my patience with slow evaporates.
The small keening noises Dahlia makes has my orgasm gathering in my balls, and then her core ripples along the length of my dick and I have no chance of holding anything inside of me.
My climax rushes forward as I come in long bursts of pleasure while Dahlia continues to ripple and shudder beneath me. Her core clenches so tightly and sucks every last drop of release from me.
Panting, I drop my forehead to her shoulder, trying to catch my breath. Small spasms rock her core as I slowly withdraw and drop to my back beside her.
I feel her fingers on my arm and when she reaches my hand, our fingers intertwine briefly before Dahlia moves and cuddles into my side. Her head rests on my chest as my arm goes around her shoulders.
“I love you,” I say, placing a kiss to her forehead and keeping my lips pressed against her smooth skin.
Her hand slides into the hair on my chest, which I capture with mine. As much as I want to stay in bed with my wife for the rest of the afternoon, we can’t.
“I love you, Ryder. You’ve given me everything I had no idea that I craved until I met you.” She kisses my chest. “You’re my everything, baby.” Dahlia raises her leg and lets it rest over mine.
My life is complete in many ways that I never dreamed would be possible. Now Dahlia and our girls are everything, and I wouldn’t change anything for the world. Everything I do, I do for them. They’re my heart. But I have no words for the powerful love that I have for the woman in my arms.
Dahlia
“This snow is coming down kinda heavy.” I state the obvious as Ryder pulls the truck into the lot of Kix.
The forecasters said it was on the way, but they said it would be a light flutter. It certainly doesn’t look like a light flutter.
“At least the girls are warm at Cindy’s place. No need to worry about them if we get stuck here for a while.”
I try to see out of the windshield but the snow has covered it now that Ryder has pulled the key from the ignition. “Hmm, I’m kinda worried about this. We haven’t had snow this heavy in years.” I chuckle. “At least Thalia will be happy with this.”
Ryder’s eyes light with amusement. “She will. Jack has his hands full.”
I roll my eyes. “Jack loves his family and will do anything for them, just like you.”
Ryder reaches out and cups one side of my face. “You got that right.” He kisses me.
“I want you again,” I whisper against his lips.
Smirking, he chants, “Dahlia, Dahlia,” before pulling the hood on his jacket up, and climbs out. “Stay put. I’m coming around to get you.”
Seconds later, my door opens and Ryder meets my gaze, my frown matching his. “I don’t think anyone should be out tonight.”
He grabs me around the waist as I start to get out of the truck. My feet drop into the snow, making me glad that I wore my fur-lined boots. I smile up at my husband and reaching up, brush the snow from his eyelashes.
“Let’s get inside.” Ryder slams the door behind us, and keeping his arm around my waist, dashes me inside. It isn’t easy either with the ground slippery under foot.
Once on the porch we bang our feet to get rid of the snow and then we enter the warmth of Kix. It hasn’t changed much over the years and it’s still Ryder’s pride and joy, after the girls and me. It’s a solid business and although he’s reduced the days, the bar flourishes. Later tonight the place would normally be standing room only, except I think the weather is going to keep a lot of people home.
Seeing the weather though has me worried because Christmas Eve is in a few days, and the day of the concert.
I’m so proud of my brother and his friends for stepping in to help raise money for the children’s home. Savannah used to work there, but she’s always stayed in touch with the staff who told her that they were scheduled to close after the holidays—the idea of having a concert at Kix soon took off.
With ticket sales and donations it looks like they may have an extra six months, but hopefully on the night of the concert more donations will come in, taking the worry of closure off the table. We all hope so.
Looking around, Ryder takes my hand and tugs me through the roadhouse and to his office. “You planning on having your wicked way with me in here?” I raise a brow as my gaze holds that of my husband’s. “Because I wouldn’t object.”
Ryder watches me as I slowly unbutton my jacket, and let it slip from my arms. I turn and hang it up on the hook beside the door, and before I can turn back, I feel Ryder pressing into my back.
His pelvis aligns with my bottom, so I push back and rub back and forth against his erection. His hands go to my hips. “Before we leave tonight,” he whispers, “I’m going to have you just like this. With your jeans around your ankles while I take you.”
“Mmm.” I squirm against him, trying to ease the ache his words have caused.
He chuckles in my ear, sending goose bumps down my arms. “I know what I do to you”—he kisses the curve of my neck—“because you do the same to me.” His hands slip around to my stomach as he sighs. “I’m sorry, babe. I saw the rep for our main supplier as we walked through Kix. I need to talk to him so he can go on to his next call.”
I turn in his arms and reaching up, wind my arms around his neck, playing with the hair at his nape. “It’s okay. You go do what you need to, and I’ll go and talk to our friends.” I hug him and place a soft kiss to his lips. “I love you, Ryder.”
His eyes look suspiciously watery as he rests his forehead against mine. “Always.” He kisses each of my eyelids before smiling and stepping back. “Let me get this out of the way then,
apart from checking a few things, I’m all yours.” After a quick kiss, Ryder pulls away and intertwines our fingers together.
At the opening into Kix, Ryder kisses me and goes off to meet with the supplier while I lean against the jamb.
My eyes search and find Reece who has his arms around his wife, while he whispers into her ear. I smile because the blush on Callie’s face says it all. They’re sitting with Jack, Thalia, Donovan, and Mara. I’ve been extremely lucky over the years to call them my friends, but not as lucky as having Ryder and the girls. They’re everything to me, and my new family have been a lot more accepting than I ever expected.
Cindy, Reece’s mother, was the most surprising out of everyone. After all, it had been her husband who had gotten my mother pregnant while they’d both been married to other people. She loves the girls calling her grandma and dotes on them as though a true grandma would. So yeah, I love my family.
Seeing Reece waving me over, I move in his direction and spot Jessie on the dance floor wrapped around an older guy. I frown because from where I’m standing it looks like Evan, the brother of Ryder’s first wife, who’d done nothing but blackmail Ryder and made his life hell before she died. I’d met Evan a long time ago and he’d seemed like a nice, but lonely, guy. I couldn’t help feel sorry for him because he’d lost the sister who had meant the world to him after a long illness. It’s strange watching him dance with my younger half-sister.
Ryder
For over an hour I’d listened to the rep bend my ear before I set him up with food and a drink at a corner table. I suppose it helps that I asked Sue to look after him in her female Santa costume that all the female staff have been asked to wear the week before Christmas. The male staff have been given the nutcracker costume—Dahlia’s idea—which I’ve received some grumbling about. The staff actually looks good and festive, but I think next year I’ll rethink the female costumes as they look suggestive, which I hadn’t intended.
Tonight is the first night they’ve worn them and more than one customer has had their eyes glued to Sue and Jaycee’s legs. So a new one for next year.
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