by Bijou Hunter
While on the floor with my favorite two fellas, I forget about Dayton’s baggage. I only know he’s made my baby smile bigger than I’ve seen in a long time.
“I’ll order pizza,” Dayton says, reaching for his phone. “Can you stay tonight?”
Even without having overnight supplies, there’s no way I can refuse Dayton. Not after what he did for us and especially not when he’s smiling like a kid himself.
Once the food arrives, Dayton gets things set up in the kitchen.
“Is it okay if we stay here tonight?” I ask Keanu when we’re alone.
Looking around the room, Keanu is nervous about sleeping in a strange place, but I also know he isn’t ready to leave.
“Yes or no?” I ask when he says nothing.
“Yes, but you stay with me.”
“I will, baby,” I say, standing and holding out my hand. “We can’t eat in here. The carpet is new and clean. Let’s go to the kitchen.”
Keanu picks up Carl and takes my hand. We find Dayton splitting the pizza and filling three plates.
“He won’t eat that much,” I say when Dayton gives Keanu two slices. “But it looks great.”
Dayton’s smile falters. Even in his thirties, he still needs his ego coddled. I guess I don’t blame him. This family man routine is new, and he’s insecure. That was clear from his drunken binge last week.
To soothe his anxieties, I ask him for details about what he did to the condo. Dayton talks about the designer he hired and how he oversaw the work. Rather than find his bragging too much, I’m stunned by how sexy he is when he explains about mundane things like carpet and paint samples.
Keanu whispers to Carl throughout dinner about Dayton and sleeping in the big bed. I’m torn between wanting to cuddle with my sweet baby and riding my sexy man.
Once Dayton turns on the ocean night light projector in the second bedroom, Keanu is overwhelmed. He nearly climbs me and wants to be held.
“Wow,” he whispers.
“I know. Pretty cool, huh?”
Dayton watches nearby with an expression somewhere between pride and horniness. Dayton’s no doubt hoping Keanu will crash soon, and he can receive his reward for a job well done.
“Ready for bed?” I ask after we’ve borrowed toothbrushes from Ruby down the hall.
Nodding excitedly, Keanu crawls up the little ladder into the big bed and wiggles himself under the covers. Before he speaks, I know he’s afraid and wants me to stay with him. The room is beautiful, but it’s also new and scary. When he stays at Ruby’s, Keanu has Elle with him. Sleeping alone isn’t an option.
I rest on top of the blankets and stare at his face. His wide eyes take in the sight of the lights on the ceiling.
“Water,” he whispers to me.
“It does look like water. Just like fish swim in. Are you a fish?” I tease, giving his tummy a tickle.
Keanu laughs and wiggles away from my fingers. Though happy, he’s tenser than I’ve seen him in a long time. Until very recently, his life remained consistent. Now he’s dealing with one change after another. I know he doesn’t understand why he has a room at Dayton’s place. Everything is too big and confusing for him.
Keanu’s eyelids only get heavy when I hum his favorite song from The LEGO Movie. He smiles while holding my fingers and watching the lights. I fall silent after ten minutes and wait for him to crash, but every time I move, he whimpers my name.
“Mama’s here,” I promise, and he settles down.
“It’s like the ocean,” he says long after I expect him to sleep. “But it’s not the ocean.”
“No, it’s just lights. You don’t need to be scared.”
Keanu nods but remains on edge. We rest like that for over an hour. Him on his back, staring at the ceiling while gripping my fingers. Me curled up on my side, watching his beautiful face. Between the quiet room and the relaxing lighting, I don’t know which one of us falls asleep first.
Thirty Five - Dayton
In my many fantasies about Harmony spending the night at my place, I never once considered I’d sleep alone. How the hell is the kid getting more action than me?
I sit in the living room, waiting for Harmony to appear from the second bedroom and reward me for my good deeds.
An hour later, I’m still waiting, and a crappy Syfy movie isn’t enough to keep me entertained. My footsteps silent on the carpeted floor, I walk to the bedroom and peer inside.
With the blue lights, I easily see Harmony’s body curled up over the covers. Keanu is hidden on the other side of her, and I listen for any sign they’re awake.
Stepping closer, I find Keanu face up with his eyes closed. In one hand, he holds his little toy. His other hand grips his mom’s fingers. Even irritated to know my woman is sound asleep while my dick remains unloved, I can’t deny they’re a sweet sight. These are the two people I want to build a family with.
Leaving them to sleep, I return to the living room and hope Harmony wakes up before I crash myself. This getting up early crap really wears out a man.
By midnight, I’m sulking when I walk to bed alone. This night was supposed to end with Harmony and me marking my new bed. Instead, I rest on my back and stare at the ceiling. When that doesn’t work, I turn on the TV and think about rubbing one out just so I can get through the night.
“Are you sulking?” I hear from the door.
Harmony steps out of the darkness and into the light of the TV. The sight of her bedhead makes my dick hard. A sleepy Harmony is a sexy as fuck Harmony.
“No,” I mutter. “I enjoy loneliness.”
“I will never forget what you did for Keanu,” she says, climbing on the bed and removing her shirt. “You gave him more than I ever imagined for my baby.”
I cup her breasts and soak in the warmth of her body. Harmony covers my hands with hers while she straddles me.
“You’re capable of such sweetness, Dayton Rutgers.”
Plucking her nipple, I want to enjoy her compliments. Instead, my dick is running the show, and it’s very aware of the heat coming from between her legs.
“You want to fuck,” I growl before covering her lips with mine.
Harmony moans into my mouth. Pushing me back on the bed, she caresses my cock through my boxers with her hand. I lift my hips, searching for her pussy still hidden behind thin panties.
“Stop playing,” I grunt, rolling her over so I can yank aside her underwear and slide my fingers into her damp pussy. “You want this.”
Harmony doesn’t answer with words. Instead, she tightens her muscles around my fingers, pressing harder against the knuckle teasing her clit.
My boxers are long past their expiration date, and I tear them off with one rough tug. I yank her panties free and toss them somewhere.
Lifting her leg with one hand, I guide the head of my cock to her waiting pussy. Harmony lifts her hips at the same moment I press mine down. We grunt in unison as I enter her in a rough thrust.
“I changed for you,” I say through gritted teeth while my hips pump harder. “You owe me.”
“Nope,” she says, wrapping her legs around my waist and lifting her hips to meet my rhythm. “I owe no one nothing.”
Her stubborn grin makes me want to come, but I need her pussy to suffer a little first. It’s been waiting to be claimed since she walked into the condo. I want Harmony to feel me inside her long after we leave this bedroom. Hell, I don’t want her sitting comfortably for days.
In fact, I want the entire world to know she’s been properly fucked. I wonder if I can convince her to wear a hat saying just that.
Harmony reaches up and tugs at my hair when she comes. Her fingers twist tighter with my locks until the pain sends my balls over the edge.
“Bitch,” I grumble, and she laughs.
Harmony is still grinning when I’ve fucked every drop into her hungry pussy.
She pushes me off her enough to roll out from under my body. “You remind me of pissy Missy Bumruck from the trailer
park. She gets so mad when things don’t go just her way. Are you a grumpy old woman, Dayton?”
“I have never enjoyed sex talk. Especially the shitty teasing kind.”
“Poor rich boy,” she says, smacking my ass.
I roll over to grab her, but Harmony is faster than her sleepy eyes indicate. She straddles me again, pushing my shoulders against the mattress.
“You might be whiny,” she whispers and gives my left nipple a tug with her teeth. “But you deserve a reward for making my baby so happy. Hmm… should you get more pussy or do you need alone time with my tongue?”
“Why can’t I have both?”
“Spoken like a true spoiled brat,” she taunts before sliding down until her lips kiss my already thickening cock. “I always had a thing for big dicks. As a preteen, I saw a porno where the guy was hung.”
For whatever fucking insane reason, I’m jealous thinking of her fantasizing about a movie slut. Harmony lathers my balls with her tongue before smiling up at me.
“He wasn’t much to look at, but his cock was beautiful. Then when I was a little older, I saw two people fucking in a parking lot. I watched him pull out of the chick so he could enjoy another hole. I felt naughty watching, but the entire thing was depressing. Want to know why?”
“Because you realized you’re a perv?” I ask while she slides the head of my cock deep into her throat and gives it a few intense sucks.
Popping my dick free of her lips, Harmony smiles. “I was afraid real cocks weren’t as big as the guy’s in the movie. Like they used CGI to make it look so massive.”
Before I can ask her to stop talking about giant porno cocks, Harmony cups my balls and gives them a squeeze while her mouth sucks vigorously at my erect dick.
I groan and reach for her hair. Wrapping her soft locks around my fist, I press her head down, wanting her to take more. How deep can she swallow my cock before she gags? I can’t say the words aloud because my balls throb from her teasing fingers.
Harmony’s throat relaxes enough for my cock to tease her tonsils. Groaning louder, I’m ready to jizz at the thought of her mouth stretched so far open for me. A turned-on Harmony strokes her pussy against my shin.
Never in my life have I wished to have a mirrored ceiling. I’d fucking love to see her humping my leg while deep-throating me. One day, I need to convince her to let me videotape us. I’d love to see her pussy pre-and post fuck.
I let loose into her throat, holding her still, forcing her to swallow everything she can take. Harmony could stop me at any time. All she needs to do is use her teasing fingers to apply a little pain to my balls. Instead, she sucks me dry before lifting her head and smiling at me with cum-drenched lips.
“I always dreamed of a man with a big cock, and now I have one.”
Tugging Harmony upward, I kiss her while my fingers search for her pussy. She clamps my hand between her thighs, startling me. Her lips leave mine, and her gaze darts to the door.
“Do you hear something?” she asks in a panicked tone. “Is that Keanu?”
“I don’t hear shit,” I say, cupping her ass and having a good squeeze.
Tumbling off me, Harmony pushes away my hands. “I think he’s crying.”
“I’m telling you that I don’t hear anything.”
“You don’t have a parent’s hearing,” she says, searching the floor for her shirt. “Where is it?”
I climb out of bed, reach in my new dresser, and find her a shirt. “Wear one of mine.”
Harmony catches the shirt and darts out of the room. I want to follow her, but my boxers are shredded, and I can’t remember which damn drawer I put the others. By the time I get something on and walk across the condo to the second bedroom, I realize Harmony’s parent hearing was right.
“The bed is big,” Keanu says, hiccupping from crying. “I fall off.”
Holding the boy against her while she rocks him, Harmony speaks in her soft, mommy voice I find hypnotic. “No, you’re okay. Mama was just talking to Dayton. I was right in the next room.”
“It’s too big. How I get down?”
“The steps are right here, baby, but we need to sleep.”
“I want to go home.”
Even before Harmony looks at me, I know she’ll cave. Keanu’s tone is too pathetic, and he’s her baby, and I’d be a dick to make them stay.
“I’ll get dressed, and we’ll go to the trailer.”
My tone isn’t as pathetic as the kid’s, but I know Harmony will cave with me too. She’s mine, and I’m sick of spending my nights without her.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers while searching for her shoes. “He loves the room, but it’s so much to adjust to.”
“No more sleeping alone.”
Harmony surprises me by bursting into laughter. “What will I do with my needy boys?”
I don’t appreciate her laughing at me, but I guess giggling is better than her telling me no. I help Harmony locate her clothes along with their shoes.
Within fifteen minutes of my last orgasm and Keanu waking in a bed too big for his little head to wrap around, we’re dressed and heading to her crappy little four-door car. I’ll need to upgrade that soon.
Hell, I have an entire list of things I plan to change in the near future. I just hope Harmony takes to her new life better than the kid has so far.
Thirty Six - Harmony
Keanu is asleep about two minutes after climbing into his bed. He tells Carl that they’re home and then he’s out. I caress his little face before leaving the room and joining Dayton on the couch.
“What does this mean?” he asks.
“That you can’t make a child sleep in a new place on the first try.”
“Anything else?”
Dayton rests his left arm across the back of the couch and plays with my hair. I watch his face, looking for the insecurities his questions imply.
“Do you love me?” I ask instead.
“I already said I did.”
“Say it again when we’re not naked.”
“I might love your more if you were naked.”
Smiling, I lean my head back on the couch. “I’m not getting naked again tonight.”
“Why not?”
“I’m tired, and I need to get up in a few hours.”
“So am I and so do I, but I could go for a round or two. Don’t tell me you’re weaker than a spoiled shit like me?”
“I feel no shame in wanting sleep.”
Dayton studies me and then taps me on the back of the head. “You know, sweet Harmony, you have never said you loved me, so you have some nerve wanting me to repeatedly proclaim my feelings for you.”
“I did say it.”
Dayton takes my hand and places it snugly over his dick hidden under jeans. “You have never ever said that. I know because I’ve been keeping track.”
I think back to the last few days since he told me those three romantic little words. Had I really not said them in return?
“Well, you say it now, and I’ll say it back.”
“Nope,” he says, standing up and walking to the bedroom.
I follow him like a sap, turning lights off as I go. Dayton is a man capable of stripping naked in less than thirty seconds. By the time I finish brushing my teeth, he’s stretched out in bed.
I stand in the dark bedroom and enjoy the way the moonlight shines off his hard muscles.
“I love you, Dayton.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“If the only way to prove it is to fuck your brains out tonight, you’re out of luck.”
I change into night shorts and a tank top before joining him in bed. Dayton watches me until I’m resting on my side facing him.
“I do love you,” I whisper.
“Just not enough to get spread eagle for me?”
“It’s so close, but just misses the mark.”
Dayton smiles big in the dark. “I need a date for Bonn’s wedding reception thing. You want to be my plus one?”
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“I’m going to that too, I think. Bonn’s fiancée, what’s her face, invited me. My kid too.”
“Huh? I didn’t know you two were close,” he says and yawns.
“I really like what you did with your condo.”
“It’s yours now too. That’s why the other room is set up for a kid. Not like I have a LEGO fetish.”
“Keanu is warming up to you, but it takes time.”
“You need to talk to him about that. Threaten him if necessary. I need him to wise up quick.”
Giggling, I nudge his leg with my foot. “I would, but he cries, and I tend to back down.”
“He’s a tricky kid with that crying, ain’t he?”
“Yeah, and his sweet little face.”
Dayton stretches out even more. “He’s got his mama’s good looks. Lucky fucker.”
“Are you comfortable?”
“As much as a man can get in this tiny oven you call a home.”
“You’re hurting my feelings,” I say, grinning as I close my eyes. “I might even cry.”
“And I might even get you tissues if that happens. Oh, and fuck away your tears. I’ll most definitely do that for you.”
“I’m always impressed by the sacrifices you’re willing to make for others.”
Dayton’s eyes close, but I catch him grinning. “Mom always said I was the kinder twin.”
“It’s sweet how much you love your mommy.”
Laughing into the pillow, I don’t see his expression, but he reaches over and smacks my butt. I keep giggling long after his hand returns to his side of the bed. Once I fall silent, Dayton never speaks. I’m not sure which one of us crashes first, but I do know I doze off with a grin on my face.
Thirty Seven - Dayton
I’ve never babysat before, but I promise Harmony and Ruby that I can handle their kids while they go shopping. My woman fakes her trust less convincingly than her sister who probably thinks Chevelle will babysit me while I babysit them.
I decide fresh air will help Keanu take a nap, and I really want him to sleep. He isn’t normally a loud kid, but he has the giggles today, and Chevelle keeps getting him going.