by Bijou Hunter
“He’s a tricky shit, ain’t he?”
“That he is.”
“Well, good for him. Two years is plenty of time to check out his dick to make sure it’s squeaky clean for you.”
“Mmm… Is there anyone more romantic than you?”
Smiling, Ruby shrugs. “I had an entire speech ready for why Dayton was bad news, but if he really has been waiting, my plan is a flop.”
“Thank goodness. I’m too tired for speeches.”
Ruby gives me a wink. “I bet you are. Let’s just hope Dayton isn’t as bad an influence on you as Camden is with Daisy. She probably won’t be up until after noon today.”
“Let her enjoy her childless fun. Soon, she’ll be up early like the rest of us.”
Ruby nods knowingly before her gaze leaves me and focuses on Bonn appearing from the bedroom. Clearly just out of the shower, he buttons his shirt and looks ready to leave.
“Where are you off to?” I ask.
“Work. Need to run around and spy on people. Then I’ll be home to take my girls out for dinner. Want to come along?”
I look at my sister, finding her smiling casually at me. I see past her ruse and know she’d rather have alone time with her soon-to-be husband and their daughter. While Keanu and I are welcome to come along, we’d be a third wheel.
“I’ll let Keanu play a bit longer, and then we need to do errands, and I’d like to veg tonight.”
Ruby smiles wider, knowing I caught onto her silent begging. Watching us give each other silent signals, Bonn likely wonders if he would be as obnoxious with his siblings if he’d grown up with any. I suspect he would if Dayton and Camden are any indication of how brothers act.
Twenty Five - Dayton
Waking up before noon ought to be a sin. Yeah, the rest of the world can do what it wants, but so much sunshine so early in the day feels evil to me. I force my tired ass out of bed anyway. Going through the motions of working out and picking up a late breakfast at IHOP, I don’t really wake up until around two.
At that point, my day becomes a waiting game.
JJ texts me a few times, wanting to meet up and get a beer. I tell him I’ve got shit to do for my mom. Not long after I blow off JJ, Camden wants me to head to Salty Peanuts for a beer. I tell him I’m on my way to the clinic to check my dick for infections. That excuse gets him off my back.
Now I’m back to waiting for Harmony to leave work. We’ve been apart two days and I need a reminder that she’s worth all the turmoil I suffer over her. In my heart, I know she’s my sunshine, so bright and powerful. But when she’s gone from my sight too long, I start doubting her charming smile or the way she never flinches even when I stare greedily at her.
Harmony’s shift at the group home ends at three. By four, she’ll be home and ready to entertain the man of her dreams. That’s what I tell myself anyway.
I arrive at Lush Gardens ten minutes to four, having waited as long as I can. Before reaching her trailer, I hear Harmony’s voice along with the sounds of splashing water.
Turning the corner, I find Keanu stomping in a small plastic pool. The kid is wearing a swimsuit and his bucket hat. Sitting on an old folding chair, Harmony is a temptress wearing only a blue and white striped bikini bottom and an oversized white tank. Her long hair dips into the water when she leans forward to flick water at Keanu’s legs.
“Nice swimsuit,” I say, squatting next to the pool. “You like dinosaurs, huh?”
Keanu stops stomping and points at the T-Rex on his swim trunks. “Grr,” he says and then smiles at his mother before kicking his feet in the water again.
“We just got this at Wal-Mart,” Harmony says, fixing the tie on the front. “Is he adorable?”
I nod, but my gaze feasts on Harmony’s bare flesh. “Are you sure you should be dressed like that?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“You shouldn’t advertise all your gifts to the world.”
“As an unmarried woman on the prowl for a man, doesn’t advertising make sense?”
Now I’m the one who growls. Harmony laughs and claps her hands. Keanu immediately claps his hands too. He stomps faster, spraying water far enough to reach my pant leg. His dark eyes wait to see if I’m mad. When I don’t say anything, he smiles at his mom.
“Did you come here for a specific reason?” Harmony asks.
“I wanted to see you and figured you’d be home from work by now.”
“You weren’t wrong,” she says, patting my jaw with her wet fingers.
“If he weren't in that pool, I’d dunk you right now. Then I’d do other stuff I shouldn’t say.”
“You can stay over tonight,” Harmony says, holding my gaze. “Only if you promise to behave, though.”
Keanu points at the sky and yells, “Plane!” like it’s the most impressive thing ever. He then checks to see if Harmony also sees it. The way he craves her approval reminds me of that handsome guy I see in the mirror every day.
“I can pick up dinner from somewhere,” I offer.
“That’s okay.”
“You wouldn’t have to cook.”
Harmony considers my offer. “I don’t want you thinking I keep you around to pay for things. With that said, I can’t afford food out tonight, so you’d have to pay. Decisions, decisions.”
“Sweet, naïve, Harmony, there you go again with your silly thinking. We both know why you keep me around and it has nothing to do with what’s in my pockets. Though it has everything to do with what’s in my pants.”
She gives me a wide smile before returning to flicking water at Keanu. The kid is talking to the toy in his hand, and I can’t understand a single word he’s saying. I wouldn’t be surprised if he were speaking a foreign language.
Harmony somehow deciphers his babble and coos approvingly about whatever the hell he’s talking about. My gaze flashes from them to her bare leg only inches from where I’ve taken a seat in another folding chair. Her golden skin shines in the sunlight, and I can’t keep my fingers from caressing what my eyes feast on.
Harmony ignores my hand, but I don’t doubt her body knows what I offer. Leaning over, I peek into her tank to find bare breasts and hard pink nipples. Oh, her body is very aware of what my fingers promise if we can just get alone.
“What kind of food would you pick up for dinner?” she asks without looking at me.
“Anything you want.”
Her smile is only interrupted by a quick lick of her lips. I don’t need her to spell things out. This is how mommies and daddies work out sex deals in front of the kids. I figure it’s what my parents did and what Bonn and Ruby do every night.
Now I’m playing a family man with a woman anyone would feel lucky to claim as his.
Twenty Six - Harmony
Keanu splashes in the pool for another hour, telling Carl a story about police and firemen fighting dinosaurs. Loving his tales, I reach into my bag and grab my phone. I videotape Keanu, so overwhelmed with mama pride that I nearly forget the sexy bad man fondling my leg.
Dayton remains patient while Keanu plays. He doesn’t check his phone or sigh with boredom. Instead, he asks me questions about Keanu’s likes and dislikes. He genuinely seems interested in my kid and our life. Damn, if he isn’t making me fall for him even harder.
“Enjoying the water?” Charlie asks, walking over to us while taking her little dog for a walk.
“It’s hot inside, and Keanu loves the water.”
My baby throws his arms in the air and announces, “I’m a fish!”
Charlie and I laugh at his enthusiasm while Dayton grins. I suspect my mom’s best buddy is checking to make sure the scary biker man isn’t causing trouble. Her neighborly visit backfires when Dayton sees an opportunity.
“Charlie, you’re good with kids,” Dayton says, standing up.
“I hope so since I watch them for a living. That’s a fact you already knew, though, so what’s your point?”
“Could you watch the little man for a few minutes while I work o
ut some issues with his mama?”
Charlie looks at me, and I must seem worried because she quickly agrees.
Of course, I’m not worried. I’m mostly embarrassed because I know exactly what Dayton needs to work out with me.
He walks inside as Charlie sits in the chair he vacated. I tell Keanu that I’ll be back in a few minutes.
Once inside, I quietly latch the door lock and walk to the couch. With his jeans around his ankles, Dayton fists his erect cock.
“I need your pussy.”
“I’ll suck you off,” I say, nervous about Keanu and Charlie just outside.
“No, I’ve been thinking about that bikini bottom being the only damn thing keeping me from looking at your pussy. I’ve got to fuck it.”
Glancing back at the door, I whisper, “I get loud.”
“I’ll cover your mouth. Gag you if necessary.”
Before I can complain, Dayton kisses me hard. I reach down and stroke his cock. With his hands free, he removes my shirt and pinches my hard nipples.
“You’ve been teasing me with these bitches. You know I want to suck them,” Dayton says, sitting on the couch and tugging me closer so he can latch onto my right nipple.
“Oh,” I sigh while still stroking his cock.
Dayton forces me to rest my hands on his shoulders. He says nothing before sucking at the left nipple. My pussy clenches at the pleasure of his lips plucking at my hard flesh.
“Oh, Dayton,” I moan in a hushed voice.
Startling me, he bites my nipple hard before suddenly letting it go. His hands grip my hips, forcing me to turn around. His fingers reach between my legs and shove the bikini bottom aside.
I try not to gasp when he leans me back so my legs are on the outside of his. He then lowers my pussy onto his waiting cock.
“Let me fuck you.”
“We have to be quiet.”
Dayton responds by covering my mouth with his right hand. His left hand goes between my legs and gives my clit a fast slap. I flinch on his lap while my pussy can’t stop sucking his cock. Despite my fear of getting caught, I ache to be fucked by this man.
His hips drill upward, sending his cock deeper into me. I’m a wet noodle against him. No power to stop what’s happening. I can’t speak with his hand covering my mouth. I can’t get his cock out of me. I can’t swat away his fingers taunting my swollen clit. I can only rest against his hard body and let him fuck me until he’s finished.
Moaning against his palm, I love how roughly he plays with my clit. His fingers slap it, followed by a cruel little pinch. My whimpers and moans get muffled by his hand pressed tightly against my lips.
Through all the brutal teasing of my clit, Dayton never slows his hips. They thrust up, shoving his cock deeper into my body. He opens my pussy until my flesh is merely an extension of his.
I imagine how I look. Legs spread wide open. Bright red pussy slapped and fucked into submission. Hard nipples jut from my bouncing tits. I’m the picture of a woman completely under the power of this man’s lust.
Coming blindingly hard, I close my eyes and enjoy the images in my head. Dayton Rutgers is a fucking machine, and I’m at the mercy of his powerful hips and thick cock.
“You need to come again before I jizz in you. Your boy’s waiting,” he mocks. “Tell your pussy to hurry up.”
I hear humor in his voice, but we both know how much we’re not ready for this to end. The world is just outside, going on as if we’re not rutting like animals only feet away. I should care, but right now, I can only think about how lucky I am to have Dayton inside me.
I do come, and I come hard. Jerking wildly in his grip, I moan like a horny cat behind his hand. Dayton chuckles against my cheek when he hears me orgasm. I want to kiss him so badly, but his hand remains over my mouth until he’s come inside me.
“Every drop,” he says, pumping up into my body. “Make your pussy swallow it all.”
My body sucks at his cock, wanting his seed to stay in my body.
“I pounded your pussy something fierce,” he says, sliding his hand from my mouth so he can kiss me.
For the next few minutes, his hips pump into me leisurely. I suck at his tongue with the same soft hunger as my pussy does his cock. His fingers play with my nipples, and I can imagine us going to the bedroom where he might fuck me again. Or I could suck him. Or he could eat me out. I can think of so many pleasurable activities we could do if we were alone.
But we’re not.
As magical as my life might be if I did nothing more than bend over for this man, I’m a mother with responsibilities.
Standing, I struggle against my wobbly legs. Dayton steadies me before he shoves his well-fucked cock in his jeans. I look around for my shirt and readjust my bikini bottom. Once I’m dressed, I look at a casual Dayton.
“How do I look?”
“Like you just got fucked by a giant cock.”
I walk into the bathroom to splash water on my face. While my cheeks remain rosy, the trailer isn’t air conditioned, and the temperature hit 80 today.
Dayton is standing near the door when I leave the bathroom.
“Are you still staying now that you got laid?” I ask, fanning my cheeks.
“Don’t be cold now that you’ve ravaged my body for your needs,” he teases and leans over to kiss my forehead. “I want to be anywhere you are. Besides, one fuck does not satisfy a man who’s waited so long for his special pussy.”
Rolling my eyes, I pretend like I’m not relieved to know he’ll stay for dinner. I refuse to let Dayton have all the power, but I feel like I’m falling too fast and hard to be healthy. This sexy man talks a good game about waiting for me, and I want to believe his every word.
Too bad I know he lies, especially to himself.
Twenty Seven - Dayton
Harmony’s trailer is too fucking small. I try to relax on her couch, but it’s more like a loveseat. Feeling cramped, I stand in the living room and survey the small open area. The kitchen fits Harmony and the kid fine, and they move around easily. I meanwhile smack my elbow on the fridge and then my knee against the dark blue island-style cart.
“The food will be here soon,” Harmony says while running her fingers down my back. “I hope you like it.”
“If I don’t, I’ll order pizza. I remember you saying you like leftovers.”
“Leftovers!” Keanu yells, jumping around the living room with his LEGO man in one hand and a small plastic airplane in the other.
“Are you okay?” Harmony asks when I can't find a place to stand.
“Your trailer is tiny.”
“I know, but it’s only Keanu and me.”
“Do you like it being so small?”
“If I had the money, I’d get something bigger.”
“How come Daisy’s place never seemed so small? Or Ruby’s?”
“Daisy has cats, so her place isn’t filled with toys. Same with Ruby since Elle is past her little kid toy phase.”
“Kids need space, I guess.”
“I’m sorry if you’re not comfortable here,” she says, wrapping her arms around my waist.
“Are you really?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure because you sounded sarcastic when you said it?”
“Look, I want you to be comfortable, but I won’t apologize for living modestly on the salary I get from a job I love.”
“What about the money the kid’s grandparents send?”
“I told you how I save half each month for emergencies or stuff he’ll need when he gets older. Like braces or college. I want to be smart with money.”
“I want you to have nice things,” I say, scratching the back of my neck. “I’m fairly sure my way is right.”
“Fairly sure or not, you’re still wrong. Now settle down, find a place to sit, and pretend to like the food even if you don’t. Korean food isn’t my favorite, and it’s not Keanu’s either, but I want him to know his heritage. Besides, you were the one who sugges
ted ordering from the place.”
“I did suggest it. You know why?”
“Why?”
“I’m a considerate guy.”
“Yes, you are,” she says, indulging me with a sweet smile.
“Now that we’ve established my cred, we need to do something about how fucking hot it is in this trailer.”
“I’ll turn on more fans.”
“Or we can pack up the kid and the delivery food and head to my air-conditioned condo.”
“Dayton, as much as I like that idea, I have to work tomorrow. Also, your condo has nowhere for Keanu to sleep. I know you don’t like it here, but your place isn’t set up for kids.”
Her words give me an idea, but first I need to find a place to sit comfortably. Keanu jumps around the living room, making explosion noises from his plane shooting targets throughout the trailer.
“Are you at war?” I ask him while Harmony turns on a fan and points it at me.
Keanu does his double-shoulder shrug and returns to shooting invisible enemies. I’m about ten degrees cooler by the time we hear a knock on the door. Harmony goes to answer, but I beat her to it.
“Could be a man. I better handle it.”
After a little eye roll, she backs away and gestures for me to take charge. I answer the door and take the food from the redneck on the other side. Giving him a dark frown, I make clear he isn’t welcome here.
Once I shut the door, Harmony shakes her head. “So neighborly.”
“He ain’t your neighbor.”
“Actually, Timmy lives in the Whisper Brooks Trailer Park down the road. He used to deliver for Pizza Hut. I didn’t know he’d found a job delivering for the only Korean place in thirty miles. Good for him.”
“I stopped following the gossip mills a long time ago. They never get any of the details right,” I say, setting the bag of food on the kitchen cart. “The gossips claim you seduced me. Shit, can’t they give a guy his due?”
Harmony snickers at my expression while opening the takeout containers. “The nerve of some people.”
I kiss the top of her head and look over the food. “What is it?” I ask since Harmony ordered using my phone.