Love Came Back (a Pyro-Princess Design and Style novel Book 1)

by Garza, Stephanie Nicole

  “Treat, huh? So you’re my little witch with her cauldron huh? That’s fine. Lay it on me, baby.”

  “Alright. Would you like a drink, Konner?”

  “The only thing I wanna drink is the cream that I know is soaking your pussy.”

  Drink, was this woman crazy? I for damn sure didn’t want any kind of haze to cloud over the little striptease I knew she was going to present me with.

  “No thanks, Siddaleigh. I want to watch you get naked, sans alcohol. Stone cold sober, love. I don’t need nothing but to see what you’re doing. You’re so fucking damn beautiful, Siddaleigh.”

  Seeing her bite her bottom lip and releasing that plumpness was making my already hard erection strain harder and flex against my jeans almost painfully. Then she licked her lips.

  I felt the small release that came out of me and I was about ready to die of humility. Fuck. That did not just happen. It wasn’t a full release but I came just enough to feel like a teenage boy. I was just glad I was still hard and her beginning to slide her dress straps down her arms helped me recover.

  Her strapless lacy purple bra was revealed. Damn, she liked purple. Purple is now my favorite color. She looked so good in it. Sidda had a beautiful pair of D-cup tits and that bra looked like it was ready to spill them gloriously out.

  “Don’t worry, Konner. It might be strapless but they hold these girls up and in just fine.”

  There must have been some kind of bug-eye expression on my face or-

  “You’re staring at them, Konner as if they are gonna fall right out. Makes me feel just a bit nervous.”

  Whipping my eyes back to her face, and the blush that overcame her cheeks made me realize she’s still a little self-conscience. She shimmied out of her dress and petticoat and oh. My. God.

  Holy. Fuck. How did I not remember not feeling that?

  Garters. I ripped her panties off so she was all bare except for the bra, garters and heels. She smiled shyly as she unhooked her bra and added it to the pile of clothing. Covering herself, she made her way to her vanity chair. My dick was straining, dying and begging to be set free.

  She bent down and her breasts were being smushed by her thighs as she slid off her heels. Running her fingers up her feet, over her calves to her thighs, she straightened back up and looked right in my eyes. I can see pretty much every inch of her and what a magnificent sight it was. Siddaleigh unclipped the garter from the belt and rolled one tan thigh-high, then the next, down her pale legs. Slowly. Such beautiful torture. Her milky-white skin was such a contrast to the nylons.

  I can sense her hesitation in standing up right. This would be the first time in the bright lights. Every other time, the lights were low enough to only see her with shadows. Her breathing became unsettled and her eyes closed and she squeezed them tight.

  “Don’t hide from me, Siddaleigh. Your body is a masterpiece and just how a woman’s body should be. Curvy, and seductive. Besides, it’s just me and you in this room. No one else. You’re everything a man, this man, could ever wish and want for. Show me, love. There is no need to be anything but who you are. Perfect and all mine.”

  I couldn’t help but rub my cock. It was getting most uncomfortable, throbbing against the fabric. She looked down at my crotch and her breath hitched. Her lips curled upwards and she found the courage because she stood right up. She unhooked her garter belt and it went with the other clothing.

  Good Lord, thank you. I’m glad I was already on my back because this creature before me is just perfection. With her face exhilarated, she made her way to the end of the bed and took off my boots. Then stripped off my socks. Tickled my feet.

  “Hey now, woman. That is not the part you need to be tickling.”

  “Oh, Konner, your sense of humor amazes me.”

  Her fingers grazed over my jeans and made their way up my legs and settled over the buttons on the fly.

  “I love these jeans, Konner. Just buttons. So. Incredibly. Hot. You should only wear these jeans. Like ever.”

  She unbuttoned one and the others popped in dire need of freedom. “Thank God for small favors.”

  Siddaleigh palmed my hard on through my briefs and hooked her fingers in the waist band. She pulled them along with my jeans over my hips and divested me of them.

  She crawled her manicured nails over my hip bones and drew my shirt up making my abs flex with the tickling of her nails. My dick bobbed in clear invitation for her to pet it. Once I’m as naked as she, I tried to put my hands on her, but she grabbed my wrists in denial.

  “No touching right now. This is just for me this time. Keep your arms just by your head. Please?”

  She bit her bottom lip again and leaned forward to kiss my lips. Then she reached up to kiss my ear and tugged on it with her teeth.

  “You make me so hot, Kon,” she whispered.

  Then proceeded to suck on my neck and I knew my little witch left a territorial mark. So damn hot and I can’t wait to reciprocate. She knew it too, because I could feel her leaving a damn big one. I felt her teeth graze my neck a few times and the pain was sweet and erotic.

  She licked and kissed her way down to my chest, past my navel, in which she swirled the indent with a swipe of her tongue. Then she went further to cover the head of my cock with her luscious reddened lips. It didn’t take me long before I’m almost giving her my load.

  “Fuck, Siddaleigh. I’m getting close. I don’t want to come in your mouth this time. I need your pussy sucking on my dick. Right now.”

  Much to my surprise, she listened and slowly let me go with a verbal pop and came forward until her glistening bare pussy meets my rock steady cock. Bracing her hands on my chest, she sank inch by fucking slow inch on my dick until she was fully seated on top of me.

  “Witch.” I couldn’t help but hiss out. Her cunt was hot like liquid lava coating my shaft. I had to fist my hands in the sheets to keep myself from touching her soft, hot body. Hearing her gasp and whimper as she rocked back and forth on me was about all I could take.

  “Sidda. Fuck, baby. Let me touch you. I need to touch you, now.”

  Her heavy lidded eyes lock on mine and she shook her head no.

  “Nuh-uh. Not just yet, Konner. Remember? You equal meat?”

  I couldn’t do anything except laugh with my body and my hips jerked upward.

  “Aah. Oh, God. That felt, like really good, Konner.”

  She moved a bit faster and seeing her large breasts sway and bounce was making me frustrated with the need to touch. Luckily for me, I could sense she was close enough to orgasm but was tiring with the effort to keep up at her fast pace.

  “Sidda?”

  My girl slowly came to a tiring stop and nodded her consent.

  “Yes, Konner. Please?”

  That’s all it took and I reached out for her waist and quickly flipped us over. I thrust into her teasingly slow for a few strokes. It’s barely enough time to appreciate her but waiting was a no-go. I thrust faster and I felt my dick hit her womb and just a few pumps and she was coming undone around me. Her heat was so intense I released myself inside her and I still pushed myself into her. Giving it all to her. I wanted to give her every ounce of my seed. If she got pregnant, I didn’t care. Not one bit. I had no problem with seeing her belly swell with my baby. Made me hot.

  Spent, I laid most of my weight on my forearms and shoved my face in the column of her neck. I tasted her sweet and salty skin and I left my own mark. Sucking on her neck hard I felt her inner walls flex and squeeze around my dick.

  I finished leaving my love bite and settled myself next to her.

  “I’m so sorry for acting like a complete prick. However, I am a man, your man. It’s natural to not want other men to touch his girl. You’re so irresistible. You take my breath away, Siddaleigh. You are everything I’ve ever dreamed of. I know I can’t live without you.”

  I pressed her body against mine. Settling my own skin in the warmth of hers.

  “Konner, just because I said ye
s to your proposal, doesn’t mean you own anything except my heart. I don’t want to rush this. We should really take this whole thing slow.”

  She whispered this even as she snuggled more firmly into my chest.

  “Banphrionsa, we passed ‘slow’ when you gave yourself to me. I’m yours as you are mine. Tell me you’re mine.”

  She sighed contently, hummed and said, “Yours, always.”

  “Sleep, my love. My sweet fire princess.”

  She fell asleep in my arms, just where she belonged. I looked her over in total exultance. I was in awe at how this woman became all mine. I fell headily asleep in the warmth of my soul mate. Yeah, I’m a sap. Happily so.

  36

  Through Me First

  ..::Siddaleigh::..

  I felt so warm and snug. Never have I felt my skin so hot like I was burning up. Opening my eyes, I saw Konner wrapped around me like ivy. His warmth soothed me even as I heard the oppressing sound of buzzing. What the crap? I turned my head and saw my iPhone5 vibrating and the dials on my clock. It read half past ten.

  HALF PAST TEN? Crap, I missed church. I reached and grabbed my phone to see I had a missed call from Callie and a text from Mags.

  I see you are missing church, you hussy. Nice. I want deets!

  Oh, no. Church. I’ll have to set aside some time out to tell God everything later. After I get Konner up and shipped off.

  “Konner? Wake up! You have to make yourself scarce. I already missed morning service and the girls always come over afterwards for girlie time.”

  Gosh, for someone who was usually up with the roosters, he sure was making himself comfy-cozy in my bed. And still sleeping. Nudging his shoulder once again, I did it a little bit more roughly.

  “KONNER!”

  “Babe. Shut it. Get back down here. It’s only ten-ish. You took such bloody damn advantage of me last night I can’t move.”

  Took advantage? Yeah, I kind of did. That was fun. I’ve never been in charge before. It felt powerful and beautiful. But that didn’t mean I wanted him here when the girls came!

  “Konner the girls and I get together every Sunday. We drink a few margaritas, talk about the current book we are reading; about life. It’s our catch up day. It’s only for a couple of hours. You know, Cambria will probably bring Damien. Since you’re insisting on staying, he really doesn’t have a male role model, you know? Maybe you could take him out to the park or something. His father was Air Force and his plane was shot down when Damien was about six months. It’s been over three years.”

  “So, I’m in charge of the little one, huh? That’s cool. Maybe I’ll get Nathan to come along and spend some boy time together. Watch the football game. Texans should be playing today.”

  He still sounded drowsy and had his face snuggled into the side of my breast. I knew what would wake him up. A little tease.

  I shoved Konner until he was lying on his back and with all my might, I took a deep breath and rolled, sheets and all, to straddle his thighs.

  “My little witch, now that is more like it.” He gripped his hands on my hips and grinded himself along my still sensitive folds.

  “Nah-uh, Konner Patrick.” I pushed off his chest, jumped off the bed, and quickly skidded to the doorway, “Now get your hot butt up and get ready. They will be here at eleven.”

  With that, I made my way to the bathroom, locked the door (I knew he would try something nefarious if I didn’t) and took a good quarter hour shower. It felt good scrubbing and exfoliating my body after a night of dancing and then our extracurricular activities. I got out, wiped the fog from the mirror and looked at myself. I looked…wow.

  Alive.

  Glowing.

  Happy.

  Beautiful.

  I already thought myself pretty for an average woman of twenty-five. Konner, he made me feel so sexy and sinful. In a good way. My green eyes looked brighter. Like they were smiling. I was genuinely happy when my dream came to life a year ago. Owning my own place or I guess space at the mall, made me feel accomplished. I know Mikhail had something to do with the fire. Now to only prove it.

  ♥

  I decided to wear something casual, since Konner mentioned football, I thought I’d show my inner football goddess and wear a Houston Texans jersey. Sporting of course, the 99 number jersey of JJ Watt. For a younger guy, he was doing really great on the team. Cute, too. I paired it with some shorts that went to just above my knees. (What can I say? I can’t have my thighs rubbing together when I walk! I save the short shorts for bedtime, where no one will see.) My homemade victory red flip flops that I hand sewed the same red color and navy blue sequins on the tongs, was a contrast to my purple nail color, but I didn’t care.

  With mascara and lip gloss, I made my way towards the living area where I heard Konner talking to Mags.

  “I see Sidda didn’t go to church this morning. She never misses. What do you have to say for yourself?”

  “Mags, I’m sorry she missed it.”

  “You’re supposed to argue with me. Not just apologize.”

  I held back a smile. Konner just chuckled.

  “I won’t argue. I know she’s been to church every Sunday. Since I’ve been back in her life, I’ve shadowed her. Especially when she wouldn’t speak to me. I had to make sure she was okay.”

  “Whoa, that sounds kinda stalkerish to me. The beat of ‘Every Breath You Take’ is starting to sound in my head.”

  “Look, I won’t apologize for making sure the love of my life is safe. She wanted distance, I gave it to her. It did not mean I wouldn’t do any- and everything in my power to make sure she was safe. And if you had noticed, you’ve seen the toll it’s been on her. You’re her best friend and I’ve noticed her with dark circles under her eyes, and with the threatening letters-

  I could tell Konner was getting irritated with her by the sound of his voice. It broke no lilt. No lyrical sound to it.

  “Wait a minute. What threatening letters?”

  And oh. My. God. He did not just tell Mags. There was a reason I didn’t tell her. She would over worry and hound over me like a momma bear.

  “SIDDALEIGH!”

  Somebody kill me please. Wait! No, someone already wants to do that.

  I made my way into the living room where Konner was sitting on the recliner and Mags was looking at me with fierce anger.

  “Sidda,” Mags began, but I interrupted her before she started her inquisition.

  “No, Magda. Konner has decided to take care of it. It’s in his hands. My main concern is my store and getting it set back up.”

  “Yeah, but Sidda.”

  “We both know who the only person who hated me the most is. I only have one.”

  “And that one, will have to go through me.”

  I looked at Konner with a slight apprehension because, I didn’t want anything to happen to him either. We just found each other. I wanted to have our whole lives to be together.

  “Do not worry yourself, banphrionsa, the bastard won’t hurt me.”

  I was about to say something smartass and he knew it, but he was saved by the bell. My door bell that is.

  “Lucky.”

  Konner just smirked, stood, walked to the door and before he peaked through the eye slot, he turned to me and mouthed, ‘I know.’

  I wanted to growl.

  Brianne, Callie, Koralen, Cambria and Candace stood on the other side and clutched to Cambria’s side was her little boy, Damien. They made their way inside and we ended up sitting as we usually did, in a circle. I had my furniture shaped like that around the flat screen TV mounted on the wall. We could all hang out and talk or just watch movies.

  “Cammy, would it be alright if Konner took Damien for the afternoon? Give him some male bonding time? He seemed to have a good time tagging behind him at the show, remember?”

  I hated springing it up on her but sometimes it felt as if all she ever did was go to school, work and take care of Damien. Which I know, from my sister’s experience
, being a single mother was hard on one’s self. Maybe she would allow Konner to take him, so she could relax.

  “I don’t know, Sidda. Damien doesn’t know Konner and-”

  “Ma’am. I know and understand. If you really don’t want me to, I won’t and I wouldn’t force it. But if you like, I’ll sit with him in another room and get acquainted with him, and we’ll see how it goes. We’ll watch football together here in Siddaleigh’s den with me.

  Konner went over to Damien, who looked as if he was scared and didn’t know what to do, so he turned to his momma and gave her an unsure look.

  I could sense Cambria’s reluctance but then we both looked over to the boys and Konner was talking animatedly to Damien and the boy seem to relax. Cambria noticed this and also relaxed and felt maybe a little bit relieved.

  I wonder; if Konner and I had children, would he be like that? He seemed so confident, so sure of himself. I know it’s only been a short while and it’s crazy to even think about babies, but what if? We hadn’t been using protection and although I don’t think it’s the right time, it’s still there. Hidden in the back of my mind. Do I want kids? Do I want kids with Konner? If so, would I want them now?

  I looked up to see Konner take Damien by the hand, and I assume was leading him into the den area where there is another flat screen, love seat and some toys that my nephews had previously left.

  I knew my answer.

  I settled a hand over my stomach and felt that answer whisper around my womb.

  Yes. A thousand times yes.

  37

  Dads and Their Sons

  ..::Konner::..

  When Sidda left to go take her shower, I felt bereft. She left me with a hard on from hell, the little wench. She also, locked the damn door. I went in her guest bath, stripped, got in and gripped my cock as the water hit my skin. I thought about everything Sidda did last night and how she wrapped her pretty lush lips around my dick. The swirl of her tongue going under the head and her hands massaging my sac until they were tight and ready to erupt. I fisted my cock until I felt my release shoot out of me.