Long Road Home

by Kate Stacy

  So fucking tight. Hot. Wet.

  “Christ. You feel incredible.” The words deep and raspy as I sink fully inside her and pause, just feeling her.

  She moans deeply, throwing her head back as my mouth finds her neck.

  I pull out slowly, not waiting before sinking into her again. And again.

  I’m desperate for more.

  I keep a slow, steady pace, her moans and mewls sounding like a sexy serenade.

  I grip her thigh tight, nails raking over her sensitive flesh as her legs wrap around my waist. The angle changes, penetrating deeper. Her moans get louder with every thrust.

  There’s that spot, baby.

  “Oh god...so...good…”

  Her breathy words go straight to my balls and they tighten, ready to explode.

  I drop to my elbows, giving myself more leverage, thrusting harder. Hands wrap in her hair, fisting it as I jerk her head back to rake my teeth across her throat.

  She mewls, nails digging into my back as those sexy as fuck heels dig into the flesh of my ass.

  Holy fuck. I can’t take much more. She feels too fucking good.

  My tongue traces across her pulse and up to her ear, licking and nibbling.

  Between breaths, I whisper in her ear, “You like that don’t you, baby? That big dick fucking you deep?”

  Her pussy clenches with my words. “Yes! Fuck...yes!”

  My girl loves my filthy mouth.

  A wide grin spreads across my face. “You’re so goddamn tight, baby. So fucking good. I can feel that pussy squeezing me. You like my dirty words, don’t you, sweetness?”

  “Drake...yes…God, yes!”

  I rotate my hips, driving into her harder. One hand leaves her mess of curls to pinch and roll her nipple. I watch as goosebumps pop out over her skin and her nipples tighten into stiff little peaks.

  Our bodies writhe together. Skin, slick from sweat. So much heat. Nothing could ever feel better than this.

  My head lowers once again to pull her earlobe between my teeth.

  “Come for me, baby. I wanna feel you come all over my thick...hard...cock.”

  Her body explodes in ecstasy. Hands shooting up to my head, fisting my hair as the prettiest pleas fill the space around us.

  Her walls clench down, pulsing as she comes all around me.

  My entire body tightens, head dropping down as her climax brings my own.

  I capture her scream with a kiss, growling against her lips as I find my own release.

  Arms wrap around me, pulling my weight down onto her soft, warm body.

  Neither of us speak, both panting, chests rising and falling together.

  I roll to the side, pulling her with me, cradling her in my arms.

  I rise up a bit, resting my head in the palm of my hand while I look at the beauty beside me. Pushing a bit of hair from her forehead, I can’t help but to smile.

  “So damn beautiful.”

  The smile that crosses her face makes my heart beat harder in my chest.

  “That was...incredible.”

  I cup her cheek, lean down and take her mouth with mine, kissing her softly before pulling back.

  “More than incredible. I love you so much, darlin’.”

  “I love you, too, Drake.” She closes her eyes and sighs, the sweetest little sound falling from her lips.

  I place a gentle kiss on her forehead before slowly pulling away from her.

  “I’ll be right back, baby.”

  She hums in response but doesn’t open her eyes.

  I head to the bathroom to take care of the condom, returning to the bed with a wet washcloth. I gently clean between her thighs, kissing the inside of both as I finish.

  She lays there silently, watching me.

  I toss the cloth in the hamper across the room before climbing into bed behind her, pulling her close to me. She relaxes against me as I cover us both with the blanket.

  “I want you in my bed every night, Hailee.”

  Her head turns toward me with a beautiful smile on her lips. “Yeah?”

  “Absolutely, baby. I want to sleep with you in my arms at night, and wake up to your beautiful smile in the morning.”

  “Mmm. I think I can handle that.”

  I kiss her forehead. “Good. You’re right where you belong.”

  She rests her head on the pillow before giving me a sleepy, “Goodnight, Drake.”

  “Sleep sweet, baby.”

  I hold her tight to me as I drift off to sleep.

  HAILEE

  We’ve spent the past few days not leaving the house unless we were absolutely forced to. There wasn’t much we needed, so unless I was at work, I spent all my time at home with my boys. We completely ignored the outside world, choosing to focus on each other and Elijah.

  The days were full of laughs and love, playing with Elijah and teasing each other relentlessly. Movies, food, and so much fun. I enjoyed every moment with the two of them.

  Drake gave us a “tour” of his Peterbilt, so we could see his home away from home. The truck is nice and roomier inside than I thought it would be, but I could never live in that small of a space for weeks on end. I appreciate what he does a lot more now. I can’t imagine how hard it must be. Elijah loved the “big twuck”, especially when Drake let him pull the air horn. He would freeze, startled by the loud sound before bursting into never-ending giggles. Drake promised him a ride soon, his excitement made my heart melt into a giant puddle.

  The nights showed us how to love each other, learning one another inside and out. Each touch from him was better than the last, full of passion and heat. It didn’t matter if we were making love slowly, or fucking hard, fast, and dirty, I could feel his love in every touch. I’ll never understand how I got this far in life never having a man worship my body the way he has. It’ll never be enough.

  Unfortunately, we couldn’t stay in our private little bubble forever. We’ve been summoned to lunch with my parents and our friends. It’ll be good to see them, honestly. My parents have been spending a lot of time traveling, and I haven’t spent much time lately with Madalyn outside of work.

  It’s midday, so we’re having lunch at the Brewhouse. They usually only serve appetizers, but it has a full kitchen, so every once in a while, Jaxson will open it up during the day for a family event. I guess this long overdue lunch qualifies.

  Everyone is already there when we arrive. Elijah runs straight to my parents and climbs in my dad’s lap. We walk to the table hand in hand. Even though everyone here already knows we’re a couple, I don’t miss the wide smiles and happy faces when they see us together.

  My dad passes Elijah to my mom’s lap before standing and embracing me in a hug. He squeezes me tightly and whispers, “You look so damn happy, baby girl.”

  I pull back, allowing him to see the joy on my face. I am happy. I finally really understand what Madalyn said before about me only being content, not happy. She was right, but I’ll never tell her that. I’m sure she already knows.

  After everyone exchanges hellos and hugs, we take our seats. Jaxson heads to the kitchen to start bringing out the food that his cook prepared. I jump up to help him. We’re in the kitchen before he notices me behind him.

  “It’s good to see you so happy, Hails. He’s treating you right?”

  “You know he is, Jax. Honestly, he’s too good to me. Sometimes I don’t feel like I deserve it.”

  I start to load up trays with food, but Jax stops me, a serious expression on his face.

  “I don’t know everything that went down before you moved here, doll, but I know enough to know that you’ve been through some shit. You were there for Mads when she desperately needed someone that wouldn’t judge. You helped her so much, and I’ll always be grateful to you for that. You went through your own brand of hell and came out on the other side...maybe a bit broken, but still standing. No matter what happened to you in the past...you do deserve this happiness. I’m really glad that you decided to give Drake a
chance. I’ve never met a better man. I’m thrilled to see the two of you together.”

  I wrap my arms around his waist and squeeze. “Thank you, Jax.”

  “Anytime, doll. You’re family. I want nothing but the best for you. I don’t know when the hell you’ll finally accept that, but I’ll keep reminding you until you do.”

  We let the conversation rest and carry the food out through the double doors. Drake stands, taking the huge serving tray from me, holding it while I set plates down on the table. Once everyone has their lunch, we take our seats and dig in.

  “You know...we should really start doing this at least once a month.” Madalyn says, pointing her fork at me. “Invite Grayson and Tara, too. It’s nice getting everyone together.”

  “This is nice.” I look around at everyone, seeing that they all agree too. “We definitely should, as long as Jax doesn’t mind us using the bar.”

  He looks at me like I’m crazy. “Of course I don’t mind. Y’all are welcome here anytime.” He looks at Elijah and pokes his belly. “Except for you little man. Only daylight hours for you.”

  Elijah laughs and shoves a French fry in his mouth, making the rest of us laugh. He’s such a little ham.

  Conversation flows easily.

  As usual, Mads and I end up talking about work. Halloween is coming quickly, and we love coming up with fun treats. Everyone starts chiming in with their ideas, and my mom helps us figure out a few recipes. Jaxson comes up with a brilliant idea to have the bakery make goodies for his annual Halloween party that he hosts here at the bar. Alcohol infused cupcakes are at the top of his list.

  The guys lose interest in our conversation, so they start talking cars and guy things. I hear Drake mention that he’s heading back out in the morning. I can’t help the disappointment that sets in, but I don’t let anyone see it. I feel like I just got him back, and he’s already leaving again. Not my favorite thing, but I’ll suck it up and deal.

  The food disappears quickly, and everyone starts to say their goodbyes. My mom offers to take Elijah for the night so that Drake and I can have some alone time before he leaves again. There’s no way either of us are going to pass on that, so we transfer his car seat to their car and give him love before they head out.

  As much as I want to rush straight home, I still have to be a responsible adult. We have some errands to run first.

  DRAKE

  We make a couple of quick stops after we leave the bar. The last is the grocery store. Hails needs groceries for the house, and I need to stock up the truck. I keep a stash of drinks and snacks on the truck because the prices at truck stops can be ridiculous.

  I’m fucking thrilled to have Hailee alone for the night. Without the little one at home we can be more creative and venture outside of the bedroom. I’m keyed up and ready to get home to get my girl naked.

  I want to make this shopping trip as quick as possible. I’m grateful that Hailee hates shopping as much as I do, so she’s usually quick to get what she needs and get out. Within twenty minutes, we’re in the last aisle of the store. I know I said I’m a patient man, but my patience is running thin.

  I stalk up behind Hailee as she pushes the cart down the aisle and grab a handful of her ass before sliding my hand into her back pocket. I walk beside her and look down with a shit-eating grin on my face.

  “Can’t help myself, sweetness.”

  “You can’t just grope me in the grocery store. New rule. No groping in public.”

  “I’m a rule breaker, baby! I can’t resist grabbing your ass and you know it.”

  She stops and looks around before looking up at me with a sly smile on that pretty face of hers.

  “I have a serious question.”

  “What’s your serious question?” I face her, putting my hands on her hips.

  “What’s the deal with you and my ass in the frozen food aisle?”

  I try to fight the laughter that bubbles out, I really do, but it’s a losing battle.

  “I’m serious, Drake!” She slaps my arm, but she’s laughing too. “It’s like every time we’re down this aisle you have to start talking about my ass. I can’t take you anywhere.”

  “I can’t explain it. You can take me home, though. I wanna get a little more up close and personal with that ass.”

  She shakes her head, still laughing. “Nope. I’m leaving your ass here.”

  We pay for our groceries and decide to stop and grab a pizza on the way home. Neither of us wants to take the time to cook tonight.

  Once we’re home, we put away the groceries for the house, and I put my stuff near the front door, so I can take it to the truck in the morning. We grab the pizza and a couple drinks before settling on the couch for a movie. This is one of my favorite ways to spend an evening with her. I don’t even know the name of the movie she turns on. Neither of us spends much time watching, choosing to talk and flirt instead.

  It’s not long before the flirting and little touches turn heated. The credits for the movie aren’t even rolling on the screen before she’s straddling my lap, grinding down on me, her mouth sucking and biting on my neck.

  I find her nipples, giving them a tug through her shirt. She took her bra off at some point, so those tight little buds are pushing against the fabric.

  “You need me, baby?”

  I feel her nod, but she doesn’t stop moving.

  I grip her thighs, ready to stand up, but she pulls her lips from my throat. “No. Right here.”

  My hands slide from her thighs back to her ass, giving it a slap.

  “Gotta move you.”

  She responds by sliding to the floor between my feet. Without hesitation, she pulls her shirt over her head and reaches forward to unzip my pants. Her eyes never leave mine as I lift my hips to help her slide my jeans and boxer briefs down my thighs.

  My cock springs free and my girl licks her lips.

  “You gonna put those pretty lips around my cock, darlin’?”

  She doesn’t answer, leaning forward instead to lick me from base to tip, swirling her tongue around the head of my dick.

  I groan as she takes me into her mouth, my head dropping to the back of the couch.

  “Fuck, baby. Just like that.”

  My words make her moan, the vibrations increasing the intensity.

  I grab a handful of her hair as she takes me deep, my cock hitting the back of her throat.

  Christ. I’m not going to last long if she keeps this up.

  I lift my head to watch her. Her gaze meets mine as she hollows her cheeks, still bobbing up and down.

  “Christ. That fucking mouth.” I groan, gritting my teeth.

  There’s a glint of amusement in her eyes, but she doesn’t stop. Hailee knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

  She brings her hand to the base of my shaft, stroking in time with her mouth. I don’t know where she learned to give head like this—I don’t want to know—but fuck, she’s incredible.

  I almost lose it when she pulls off me with an audible ‘pop!’ and moves her mouth to my balls. Licking and sucking each one before bringing her mouth back to my hard length. Her hand never stops, and as that pink little tongue swirls around the tip, I moan.

  Such a sexy sight to watch her.

  Shy, uncertain Hailee is cute, but this version of her—confident and sexy, is such a turn on.

  “I’m gonna come, baby.” I give her a warning, not knowing what she’s comfortable with.

  Her hands move to my hips as her mouth engulfs my cock, applying pressure to keep them from bucking. She takes me as deep as she can and swallows.

  There’s no holding back after that.

  I come. Hard. My eyes almost roll back into my head from the pleasure.

  She swallows me down, not missing a drop. When she pulls away and licks her lips, I groan. “Goddamn, baby.”

  A wicked smile forms as she watches me. I slide my jeans and boxer briefs back up before leaning forward to brush the hair from her face.


  “That was fucking phenomenal, love.” I kiss her hard and deep before tugging her bottom lip with my teeth.

  I pull back, grab her and stand, throwing her up over my shoulder. She screams and laughs, but I quiet her with a firm smack to her ass.

  “It’s your turn now, baby and we've got all night.”

  She whimpers as I walk us toward the bedroom.

  HAILEE

  Drake’s job sucks.

  It’s hard, saying goodbye to him. It seems like the closer we get, the harder it is to let him drive away.

  I know that I signed up for this when I decided to be in a relationship with him. He was completely honest about hardly ever being home. I knew it would be difficult, but I’m not used to actually wanting a guy around, so I didn’t think I would struggle this badly.

  Until now, I haven’t said much to him about how hard it is for me, because I don’t want to stress him or make him think that I can’t handle it. I know I have to be honest with him. If I can’t communicate with him, especially about this, then our relationship will never work. I really, really want it to work.

  Drake has been back on the road for a few days now, but we still talk every day. He’s sweet and sends me a text every morning, since he knows I’m at work and can’t talk until later in the day.

  I finished working for the day and already picked up Elijah. The two of us had dinner, and now we’re cuddled up on the couch watching a movie before it’s his bedtime. Aside from my morning text, I haven’t heard from Drake yet today. He usually calls after he knows I’ve put Elijah in bed since it’s impossible to have a conversation with him always trying to steal my phone.

  After we finish our movie, I give him a quick bath before putting him to bed. I have no work to do for class tonight, so I actually get to relax. I decide to read for a bit while I wait for my man to call, so I grab a glass of wine and take it to my room.

  I haven’t been sleeping in Drake’s room since he left. I know he said he wanted me in his bed every night, but I can’t sleep in there without him.