My heart feels fuller knowing that she couldn’t be without me either. My heart isn’t the only thing that feels fuller though—my shorts are starting to as well, with her this close to me.
“Oh, you were, were you?”
“Uh-huh.” I wrap my arms tighter around her. This is exactly where I want to be, with my girl in my arms. I kiss the top of her head, and she sighs against my chest.
While Dani is lying on my chest, I look around the room. The light purple walls, the empty bulletin board, bookshelves that look as though they haven’t been filled in years. There is no personal touch of the personality of the girl I have gotten to know over the past few months.
“So, this is where you grew up, huh?”
“Yep.”
“I pictured it…well, I’m not really sure how I pictured it, but differently than this.”
Dani tenses a little under my touch before she props herself up against her elbow and stares at me. “When I left after graduation I packed it all up and took it with me. There was nothing left here for me, yet I couldn’t handle the thought of leaving my belongings behind. It’s stupid I know.”
I press my forehead against hers. “No, baby, it’s not stupid. I’m sorry for bringing it up. I just always pictured your room being super girly and bubbly. I’ve heard plenty of stories of you and Haylee over the years to get an idea of what you were like growing up.”
“Please don’t apologize, Ky. That was a time I am certainly not proud of my actions. I was young and didn’t know how else to deal with reality, but I’d like to think that maybe there was a reason for me leaving.”
I’m not exactly sure what she means by that, but I am not given the chance to ask when her lips press against mine. Her kisses are urgent as if she needs my air to breathe, my lips and arms to keep her grounded, and my kisses to keep her alive. Who am I to refuse my girl? I try to hide my surprise when one of her legs travels over my body, planting itself on the outside of one of my thighs, and I feel her hot center press against my already growing cock. Whoever invented gym shorts and sweatpants should be pushed down an elevator chute, because those are some of the layers standing in the way between our bodies connecting.
I refuse to push the topic of sex, but my mind goes to only that when I feel Dani grind her hips against mine, making the softest purrs. I’m pretty sure I’ve jerked off more times in the time that Dani has lived with us than I have in all my horny teenage years.
Her mouth trails from my lips to my jaw, kissing me against the few days’ old stubble. I had planned to shave the other morning, but Dani had walked into the bathroom just beforehand, saying in a sultry voice that she wished I would keep it. “Beard burn is a great feeling,” she’d said.
“Kyler…” she says now, panting against my skin as she continues to grind against my throbbing cock. “I want to taste you.”
Holy shit, my heart is racing. My dick is painfully hard. My eyes spring open and meet her usual sparkling blue eyes, and they are filled with so much want. I can feel the heat coming off her body. Shit, she is so fucking sexy like this. Before I can even say anything, she is already sliding down my body, pressing her lips against my chest, stomach, and down my happy trail, and stops just above my gym shorts. She settles between my legs and looks up at me, and I swear she has seriously never looked sexier. Her hands tease the elastic band of my shorts, slowly dipping her fingers in before dragging them back out. Her hand rubs against the outline of my cock, stroking me through my shorts, and I thrust forward. Don’t come yet, don’t come yet, I keep telling myself now that I am actually going to have her touching me. I have been dreaming about this for so long.
She looks up, her eyes meeting mine, seeking permission one last time. I nod and watch her as she bites her lip while reaching up to the waistband and drags both my shorts and boxers all the way down and tosses them to the side of the bed. Her eyes grow wide, taking in the size of my cock. She bites her lip so hard I worry that she might draw blood. She licks her bottom lip, and I’m unsure if it’s to ease the sting or if she is ready to take my cock deep in her mouth. I reach down and stroke my cock a few times and look her deep in the eyes.
“Baby, I can’t wait to look down and see those pretty plump lips wrapped around my cock.”
That lights a fire in her eyes, and she doesn’t hesitate as she leans over, her long hair tickling my thighs as she replaces my hand with hers and begins to stroke me up and down. Her tongue reaches out and teases the tip, and she swirls it around before taking the head of my cock in her mouth. Holy shit her mouth is like heaven, so warm and wet. I keep my eyes on her as I watch her lips move along my shaft, taking me deeper into her mouth, her hand stroking me up and down. With every moan she makes, I feel the vibrations of her mouth, and that feeling goes straight to my balls. I know I’m not going to last long. I can’t believe this is finally happening. All the times jerking off in the shower to the image of her with my cock down her throat is nothing compared to the reality of it.
This feels so good. My body begins to tense up, and I know I’m close.
“Baby, I’m so close. Holy fuck! Your mouth feels so good.”
She moans again before pulling her mouth off me and dragging her tongue down my shaft and back up. She looks up at me through hooded lids; she is so turned on right now, I bet if I reached down and spun her around so her pussy is straddling my face, she would be glistening with desire and dripping into my mouth without me even touching her yet.
I lace my fingers in her hair and press her head down farther on my cock, and she opens for me, taking me deep into her throat. My balls tighten ready for release. I close my eyes tight.
“Dani, I’m gonna…” But before I can even give her warning, I come down her throat. She swallows it down, making sure to suck me dry, not wanting to miss a single drop. She takes one last lick up my shaft, and I jolt because I’m so fucking sensitive.
The popping noise her mouth makes as she takes my dick out of her mouth is quite possibly my new favorite sound—just kidding, it’s second to the sound Dani makes when she comes. I reach over and grab my boxers and shorts from the floor and quickly slide them back on.
Dani wipes her mouth and brushes her hair out of her face before crawling back up to me. I wrap my arms around her, my thumb lightly stroking her stomach.
“Was that okay?”
I place a chaste kiss on her sweet lips. “Dani, that was more than okay. I came so fucking hard, I just about blacked out, but my heart was racing so fucking fast that it kept me from fully getting knocked out.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.” My brain is complete mush right now that I can’t even come up with more words than yeah. I guess my word limit has been reached. She twists in my arms so her back is to my front. I lean down and kiss the back of her neck in a postorgasmic bliss after the fucking best blow job of my life.
I had been dreaming about those plump lips of hers around my hard cock since we met, but no dream could ever even compare to the reality of it. Fuck! I need to stop my thoughts from thinking of her doing it again before my dick wakes back up and presses into her back. Her hands tighten around my arms, as if she doesn’t want me to be able to leave and head back to the guest room. She has nothing to worry about; now that I’m here, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. I close my eyes and relish in the feeling of this girl in my arms…my girl. I laugh to myself at the stress I felt radiating off her earlier this day when we were caught kissing in the driveway versus this girl right now, wrapped up in my arms.
The next morning, I wake up with my girl still in my arms, our legs tangled and my morning wood digging into her ass. I lean farther into her hair, inhaling her shampoo scent. There’s something about it that brings a sense of peace and calmness. It’s like it’s embedded in my brain, and even if she isn’t with me I can smell her, and it brings me to my knees. I don’t want to wake her yet, but I know that there’s going to be a house full of people shortly and she might want to get
up before someone comes busting through her bedroom door and finds us in this compromising position. I mean, I personally don’t mind—I would be rather content staying in bed tangled up in the sheets with her all day—but this is the first birthday that her mom gets to spend with her in years. Shit, this is going to be the first of many events and holidays that Dani will be around for.
I gently place a kiss to the back of her head and run my fingers up and down her spine. She makes a slight moaning sound that goes straight to my dick, and if I wasn’t already hard as a rock, I would definitely be now. “Baby, I’m going to go shower. Is it okay if I use yours?”
Dani grunts a noise which I am going to assume was a yes and laugh to myself. This girl is definitely not a morning person.
I lean in to whisper into her ear, “Feel free to join me if you want.”
As I get up from the bed, Dani rolls over, taking up most of the bed. “Bed hog,” I mutter.
“Heard that.”
I quietly tiptoe to the guest room and retrieve my bag and walk back to Dani’s room without running into anyone in the hallway. As I step back into the bedroom, I see that Dani has made no attempt to move, so I quickly shuffle into the bathroom and shut the door. Damn, it would have been awesome to have grown up having my own bathroom. Having to share one with one sibling would have been brutal, but try having to share one with twin girls, especially when they were teenagers.
I turn on the shower and let the water adjust before stripping out of my clothes and stepping in to allow the water to run over me. My mind travels to the events of last night, the reality of her lips on my dick way better than any fantasy I had dreamed of. I have no clue if Dani is planning to surprise me in here, and the last thing I want her to find me doing is…well, myself…especially in her shower. The only other option I have, and I am definitely not a fan, but I don’t have much of a choice. I silently curse as I reached for the temperature handle and crank the water to cold. Biting my lip to the point where I can almost taste blood, I yelp like a little girl. I shut my eyes, my dick and balls shriveling up into oblivion, and pray no one else heard my shriek in the house—hopefully no one in the neighborhood even.
I slowly turn the water back to a warmer temperature and finish up getting clean before turning the water off. I reach for a towel, drying off my body, and wrap it around my waist. I realize my bag is just outside the door. I don’t want to disturb Dani, so I try to be quiet opening the door. When I step out into the bedroom, I’m greeted by the most beautiful woman I have ever seen sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed, staring straight at me. Her eyes peruse up and down my body. I lean down into my bag, grabbing a pair of boxers, and watch her out of the corner of my eye continuing to watch me. She drinks me in as she lifts her coffee cup to her lips. I take my time getting dressed, knowing that this is probably turning her on, and if I walk over there and put my hand underneath her panties, I could guarantee she would be dripping wet.
After pulling my boxers on, I run the towel through my hair quickly to dry the excess water off it. It’s left a mess, but I know that’s how Dani likes it. She always loves to run her fingers through it and massage my scalp, which I have no shame in admitting I love too.
“See something you like, sweetheart?” I ask her after I throw the towel into the hamper outside the bathroom door and stalk toward her. She uncrosses her legs and stands, meeting me at the end of the bed. She sets her coffee down on the desk next to another filled mug, which I assume is for me, and then presses her body against me, running her hands up and down my chest. I chuckle as she continues her exploration. “You do realize that if your lazy ass got up out of bed sooner, you could have joined me in there.”
She whines as I run my fingers through her hair this time. “But my bed was so comfy. I missed that bed…and it was even better with you in it.”
I release her hair from my fingers and gently swat at her butt. “Oh, you do not want to start this, babe.”
She begins to back up with a hint of passion in her eye. I quickly catch up to her with very few steps and grab her waist, pulling her to me before pressing a searing kiss against her lips, her mouth opening for me to allow my tongue to seek hers. We both moan at the back of our throats. I need to stop before I throw her down on the bed and have my way with her. I don’t care who is in the house and why we said we would take things slow—her body makes me react in a way no other woman has before.
I continue to kiss her until my phone on the nightstand begins to buzz. Reluctantly I pull away from our kiss and press a brief one on her forehead, still needing the contact of her, and walk to retrieve my phone. I sit on the side of the bed as I open my text messages.
ZACH: We ended up getting in late last night and stayed at Haylee’s parents’ house. Headed over now, dipshit. Wake the fuck up or I’ll come steamroll your ass.
ZACH: Oh and heard the rents found out about you and Dani. Just couldn’t keep your hands to yourself could you. *SMH*
ZACH: Well, hopefully the image of you with your tongue down her throat *GROSS* will be a better image for the moms than well… you know!
I feel the bed dip as Dani climbs over toward me, her front to my back, and wraps her arms around my shoulder. She begins kissing my back, to my shoulders, up my neck, and she sucks and nibbles on my earlobe. Who is this vixen, and what did she do with my Danielle?
I lean back and claim her lips with mine, molding my hand to the back of her head, keeping her there a moment while I savor this moment. “Baby, as much as I want to keep doing this, that was your brother and they are headed over in a few minutes from the Hankses’ house. He also threatened to steamroll me if I wasn’t out of bed, and let me just say the last time he tried to do that in college, I ended up taking a knee to the balls. It was fucking awful. Worst way to wake up.”
Dani groans, clearly not wanting to get out of bed, but she doesn’t want her brother to come running in here either. She gets up and grabs the coffee mug I assumed was for me and walks it over to me.
“Here, I got this for you. Hopefully it’s still warm.” She leans down and kisses my cheek before walking back to the desk to grab hers and then heads in the direction of the bathroom. She pauses for a moment and turns to look back at me. “Oh, hey, babe?”
I look up after taking a sip of the coffee. “Yeah?”
“You shriek like a teenage girl, by the way.”
I grab the pillow behind me and throw it toward her, but she quickly shuts the door. I can hear her giggles on the other side before the sound of the shower drowns them out. I hear Zach’s Jeep pull up outside, and I decide to get dressed and meet them downstairs.
Later that day, Kelly has her birthday cake in front of her that Natalie and Dani had baked, with a few candles lit—of course, not as many as her age, although Zach had suggested it and asked if we should call the fire department.
“Make a wish, Mom.” Zach leans back in his chair with his arm around Haylee.
Kelly looks around at everyone gathered around her: Adam, Natalie, Brian, Zach, Haylee, me, and then her eyes land on her daughter’s. She smiles the biggest smile I have ever seen Mrs. Jacobs smile. “There’s nothing else I can wish for because it has finally come true. All I have wanted the past few years was for my family to all be together again, and here we are. I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday.”
Dani leans over and kisses her mom’s cheek before her mom blows out her candles.
“M mmmmmmmm…that feels good,” comes out more as a breathless moan as Kyler applies more pressure as he massages my feet in his lap. We’ve spent the last few hours curled up on the couch watching movies. Tomorrow is Kyler’s birthday, and he asked for a relaxing night in with me tonight since we are headed out with his family and mine tomorrow. What my man wants, he gets—little does he know he will be getting a lot more later.
I spent part of the morning shopping with Haylee picking out the perfect lingerie to surprise him with. This man has been so patient wi
th me that it’s time to take our whatever this is—relationship, I guess—to the next level. I am finally ready. It’s been a few weeks since our night at my parents’ house. I had definitely thought about going all the way then, but I didn’t want our first time to be at my parents’ house, a quickie, and in a bed that I had shared before with another man.
I have been giving little hints all night. Of course, each movie picked had a sex scene that got my pulse racing. If I don’t move soon, I may end up taking him right here on the couch. I want to feel his hands on not just my feet but on my whole body. I love the way he touches me; he brings my body alive in so many ways. I didn’t think I would ever feel that again. True, it scares the shit out of me, but there is just something about this man that makes me want more.
I slowly pull my foot out of his grasp and lift it over his head to the back of the couch to trap him between my legs. He looks up at me with lustful eyes, before rising to his knees and hovering above me. My feet settle behind his calves to lock him in place. He dives his head into my neck where I can feel his hot breath on me as he drags his nose along my skin.
“So, almost birthday boy, are you about ready to open your present?”
Placing kisses up my neck and jawline toward my mouth, he whispers against my skin, “Baby, I told you not to get me anything. Just spending it with you is enough.”
I reach down and pull his face to mine so we are only inches apart. “I know, but this isn’t just for you…” I cut myself off by closing the distance between us and locking my lips with his. The kiss starts off slow and timid but quickly gets deeper. I press my center that is already pulsing with need and ready for him against his growing bulge. My hands slide in his hair, gripping tighter as anticipation for what is about to happen surges through my body. A deep, almost growl noise comes from the back of his throat. My hand travels down his body from his strong shoulders to his defined stomach down to the top of his shorts. I tease him by dragging my finger along the top of his shorts without fully letting my fingers go in. He breaks the kiss and places his forehead against mine and bites his lip.
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