by Mia Ford
“Oh,” she said, nodding.
I had to try to hold back my chuckle because she was so adorable when she was that serious. I picked her up, threw her up on my shoulders, and walked back to the house, my mood instantly lifting. Ever since she was born, Bella had been the person in my life that reminded me to stop stressing out so badly. She reminded me to look at the world from a bigger view, let life happen, and to open my eyes to the beauty that was all around me. I didn’t know what I was going to feel like tomorrow, but for the rest of that day, I was going to experience life and just let Lacey continue to make me feel good.
By the time we got back, Lacey was arriving with bags of groceries in her hands. I couldn’t imagine what she would need beyond spaghetti sauce and noodles, but I figured she might have changed her mind. I sat there glancing over at her as she chopped different vegetables, pulled out a pot, put tomatoes in it, seasoned it, and continued to make her own spaghetti sauce from scratch. I had never seen anyone take the time to do that, and the smell that filled the house was absolutely amazing. By the time it was ready, I was starving, and we all sat around in silence, eating her food. It was absolutely amazing, like something a chef would make.
“Lacey, this honestly has to be the best spaghetti I have ever had,” I said with shock. “Seriously, whenever it is spaghetti night, I am hiring you to come make it from now on.”
“It’s yummy,” Bella said with a mouthful of noodles.
“Thank you.” She giggled. “It was my great-grandmother’s recipe. I’ve actually never bought a jar of spaghetti sauce, not even in college.”
“Really? I am pretty sure I have never made anything from scratch.” I laughed.
“Lacey,” Bella said, turning to her. “Will you stay for a movie?”
“It’s up to your dad,” she said, looking up at me.
“Of course, you can stay,” I said, smiling at her.
“Then, yes, what are we watching?”
“Transformers!” Bella was so excited.
“I love that movie,” Lacey replied.
We finished up dinner, and as Lacey was packing up the rest of the sauce for the freezer, I got Bella bathed and ready for the movie. We all sat around watching quietly. Lacey shifted on the couch, and her hand brushed against mine on the couch between us. She glanced up at me with red cheeks, and I smiled sweetly at her, just happy to have her there with us again. Things felt normal again, at least for that moment, and I continued to push the fears out of my head.
By the halfway point of the movie, Bella was passed out on the couch, so I left the movie playing and carried her to bed, kissing her gently before returning. When I got back in the living room, though, Lacey had turned off the movie and was getting ready to leave. She smiled up at me as she put her purse over her shoulder, and I could feel in my gut that I didn’t want her to leave.
“Thanks for having me for dinner.” She smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Before she could walk away, I reached out and gently grabbed her arm, turning her back around and toward me. I reached my hands around her face and passionately pressed my lips against her mouth, tasting her sweetness on my tongue. She stiffened and then released, running her hand across my stomach and leaning into the kiss. I could feel the heat surge through me immediately, and I couldn’t believe how turned on I found myself. I wanted Lacey, no matter what else was going on in my head. I wanted to feel her body close to mine, and my restraint was completely gone.
13
Lacey
Everything happened so quickly. One minute, I was getting ready to leave, not wanting to push Caspian’s good mood, and the next, I was in his arms, pressed against his hard body. I knew that getting him back to where he was a few days before would be tricky, and I was planning on taking it slowly, but as he led me back to his room, I was not finding even an ounce of restraint in my body. I had it bad for this man, and just feeling his arms around me, his mouth on mine, and his already hard dick pressed against me drove me so wild, I lost all track of what I was supposed to be doing. All I could think of was how much I wanted to explore every inch of this man’s body. He had taken control last time, putting me where he wanted me, pushing me to heights I had never felt before, but this time, I was going to take the lead.
As soon as the door was closed, I raced forward, quickly pulling his shirt over his head and pushing my lips against his skin. He reached down and tried to undress me, but I pushed his hands away, biting down lightly on his skin. Meanwhile, my hands were unbuckling his belt and tearing at his pants until they finally loosened. I pulled them down hard, letting him step out and kick them to the side. I stood back up, rubbing my hand up his boxer briefs, caressing the hard shaft bursting to get out. I bit my bottom lip and looked him in the eyes, pulling his underwear open and grabbing tightly to his cock. He groaned as I slid my hand down and up, reaching with my other hand and yanking his boxers down.
Slowly, I lowered myself to my knees and grabbed his erection at the base, looking down his gigantic, hard cock. I slipped my tongue out and licked the tip, smiling as he took in a deep breath and spread his feet apart. I sheathed my teeth and opened up, sliding my mouth over the head and down the shaft, rubbing my tongue in circles along the underside of his stiff cock. I pushed his cock over the threshold and down my throat, holding it there for a moment before pulling myself back up for air. I gripped tightly just below my lips and started to bob my head forward and back, sucking hard at the back of my throat. I could hear him growl loudly, reaching down and grabbing a handful of my hair and pressing firmly against my head. The feeling of his want in that push turned me on even more, and I moved faster and faster over his skin, cupping his balls and massaging them lightly as I went.
When he had reached a fevered breath, I pulled my head back and looked up at him, smiling mischievously. I stood up and stepped back, pulling my top over my head and tearing off my bra, letting my perked tits bounce out everywhere. I pulled my shorts down and then my red, lacey thong before turning and walking toward the bed, laying down and scooting up to the pillows. I motioned for him to join me, spreading my legs wide and rubbing my fingers over my mound.
He bit his lip and growled, walking toward me with his dick leading the way. He crawled up the bed toward me, and I reached out, putting my hand on the back of his head and pushing his face downward. He smiled and dove down, savagely running his mouth over my pussy as fast as he could. I screamed out, feeling the warmth of his tongue on my clit, the fire in my belly growing hotter and hotter with every second.
I took my hand away from him and reached up, squeezing my breasts and twisting my nipples between my fingers. I picked my hips up slightly and gasped as he began to finger me fast and deep and his tongue ran circles over my hard nub. He pushed a second finger in me and twisted them around as he pushed them in, stopping and flicking the tips. I screamed out as I reached my climax quickly, throwing my head back and arching off the bed. Waves of pleasure shot through me, quivering my thighs around his face. I grabbed tightly to my tits until the peak had passed and then lowered myself back into the covers. I sat up and pushed him back, winking as I turned over on all fours and looked back at him.
“Fuck me doggy style,” I pleaded. “Give me that cock.”
He moved forward with his dick in his hand. “Yes, ma’am.”
He grabbed one of my ass cheeks with his hand and guided his dick through my juices, taking my breath away as he slowly slid into me, filling me completely. He breathed in deeply through his nose, closing his eyes and squeezing my ass with both hands before beginning. I lowered the front of my body but left my ass up in the air as he thrusted back and then forward again, slamming into me so hard his balls slapped against my pussy. I moaned loudly, pushing back toward him, giving him the leverage to fuck me as hard as he wanted to. I reached one hand down between my legs and rubbed my clit, sliding my fingers far enough back to touch the base of his dick.
He groaned out at the feeling of my fin
gers on his shaft and started to move faster and faster, the sound of his body slamming into my ass echoing through the room. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around my waist, pushing deep and kissing my back before pulling upward and rolling to the side. My body flew over on top of his, his cock still firmly inside of me. He laid there on his back as I pulled myself upright, riding him reverse cowgirl style. I pulled my knees underneath me and lifted up until only the tip was still inside of me. Slowly, I lowered myself down and ground my hips in circles against him, feeling his balls rub lightly against my clit.
I wanted to give him a show, something to really focus on, so I leaned forward, stretching my body out and grabbing his ankles. He ran the palms of his hands over my ass cheeks, slapping my right one lightly. I moaned softly and then began to lift my ass up and down, slapping my pussy down onto his cock, over and over again as he watched it enter and exit me.
“Yes, baby,” he moaned. “That is so fucking hot.”
He reached his hand back up and gently rolled his fingers down the crack of my ass, circling his thumb on the outside. The sensation was tantalizing, and it turned me on in ways I had never felt before. I couldn’t help but scream out in pleasure, pushing backward to let him know I wanted more.
“You like that?” he growled.
“Yeah,” I moaned in a high-pitched voice.
I could feel him chuckle lightly, continuing to roll his finger over my ass as I fucked him deep and hard. I pushed my legs out to the side to get deeper, and I screamed out as my clit bounced off of him, electricity shooting up into my stomach. Without warning, there was an explosion of pleasure, and I came all over his big, hard dick, feeling the warmth of the juices running out of me and over him. As I peaked, he pushed lightly on my ass, heightening the sensation beyond my control. I dug my fingers into his ankles, still bouncing up and down as fast as I could go.
I had never been with anyone who had managed to turn me on like this man did. Caspian knew how to do things to my body that I had never experienced before, things that made me want more and more of him. I seriously wondered if I would ever get tired of fucking him, and I hoped that I could come again before it was all over with. From the sensation brewing between my legs before this orgasm had even subsided, I knew that it wasn’t going to be a problem whatsoever. I raised my body up in the air and stared at myself in the mirror, still bouncing up and down, my tits shaking wildly. I could see Caspian’s rock-hard body in the reflection, his face clenched in pleasure as I rode him hard and deep. That electricity shot into my chest, and I was instantly just as turned on as I was when we first started.
Maybe it was his hot body, his hands rubbing up and down my skin, and the way he looked at me, or maybe it was a culmination of everything he was. The man was so strong mentally and physically, but with a sweetness and gentle nature that I had never experienced before. It was sensual and arousing, and at the same time, I felt completely safe and cared for. I felt free to express myself sexually in any way that I wanted, and I could see his excitement every time I tried something new. He was never pushy and always asked if I was enjoying myself, and there hadn’t been a time yet that I had been anything but completely absorbed by his sexuality.
I sat down onto his cock and grabbed his hand, pulling it around to my clit. He raised up slightly, his abs reflecting in the mirror in front of me. He swirled his fingers around my clit as I leaned back, barely moving myself on top of him, just enjoying these last few moments of serenity and arousal. I could feel his cock swelling inside of me, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he exploded.
“I should get a condom,” he whispered.
“I’m on birth control,” I said quietly, looking back at him. “I want to feel you come inside of me.”
“I will not argue with that at all,” he said, smiling.
“Good,” I said with mischief in my eyes. “Then you better hold on.”
He smiled big as I turned back and lifted myself high up his shaft before slamming down, listening to the groan behind me. I smiled and did it again, and again, and again, taking not even a moment of rest between. He reached up and grabbed my waist, lifting me up just slightly and then beginning to thrust himself up and down inside of me. He moved his hips fast and hard, fucking me with force. I screamed out, feeling him filling me and then releasing over and over, burning what passion I had left inside of me as fuel. I reached up and grabbed my tits, letting him take control now, not able to tear myself away from the feeling of his thick shaft rubbing up and down inside my pussy.
I leaned my head back, on the edge of orgasm, screaming out in pleasure. He slammed me down hard and pushed his hips upward, getting as deep inside of me as he could. As his cock began to pulsate, I reached my peak, my body falling victim to his hands, and once again exploding in pure ecstasy. I could hear him grunt and groan beneath me, his cock bursting at the seams, the hot streams of come shooting inside, pushing me over the edge of what I thought was possible. We sat there, helpless to move, feeling every wave of pleasure that we could until finally, we both collapsed, our bodies completely spent.
We were two mounds of heaving flesh wrapped around each other, trying to gather anything we could to calm our bodies. I had to say, the sex was even better than last time.
14
Caspian
It was finally Friday, which meant that we could all just relax over the weekend, taking in the sand and sun. It was the beginning of tourist season since all of the kids were getting out of school, and the traffic in town was starting to pick up. I had run out for food for the weekend and grabbed a couple of coffees for me and Lacey and a hot chocolate for Bella from Aggie’s. I saw my mom across the street at the church, getting ready for their Saturday bake sale, and I waved, not really wanting to interrupt her. She waved back and smiled as I climbed into the car with the drinks. I knew that she noticed I was carrying three drinks. She was the kind of woman who recognized that sort of thing.
When I got back to the house, Lacey was just finishing up with the lessons for the day. Bella had made a beautiful painting of space during their art time, and I was surprised to see how gifted she was at art. I was definitely going to get it framed and hang it on the wall. I loved having things from Bella to display, even if it was just on the fridge. She was the bright and shining place in my life, and surprisingly, Lacey was starting to get to that place, too.
“Hi, Daddy,” Bella said. “Is that for me?”
“It is,” I said, leaning down. “But in order to drink it, you have to sit and watch a movie, okay?”
“Yep,” she said, nodding. “Are there marshmallows?”
“Of course,” I scoffed playfully. “What would hot chocolate be without marshmallows?”
“Still hot chocolate, but not as good,” she stated.
“That’s right.” I laughed, walking her over to the couch.
I put on Frozen again for her, glad that I had planned to sit outside instead of watching that movie for the hundred-thousandth time. I could hear Lacey in the classroom cleaning up the art supplies, so I walked over and took her coffee out and straightened up the kitchen as I was waiting. When she walked out, I looked up and smiled at how beautiful she looked with her hair pulled back in a curly ponytail with her flowing tank top, white shorts, and flips flops.
“Hey there,” she said as usual. “How was your trip into town?”
“It was good,” I said, handing her a coffee. “The tourists are starting to arrive for the season, so traffic was a bit heavy. I saw my mom in the church parking lot and waved.”
“That’s good,” she said, smiling.
“You want to enjoy some sun with me on the deck before you race off for the day?”
“I would love to,” she said. “I don’t have anything at all planned for this Friday evening, and I haven’t decided whether that is good or pathetic.”
“I think it’s good.” I laughed. “Not that there is a ton to do in Blue Hill on a Friday night.”
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bsp; “True,” she said, following me over to the deck.
“We’ll be outside, sweetie,” I said to Bella who nodded her head, entranced in Frozen, with a hot chocolate mustache on her lip.
I shook my head and laughed, opening up the door and walking outside into the sunlight. The waves were gentle enough to just lap the shore, but they still made that relaxing sound that I loved so much. I watched Lacey as she closed her eyes and breathed in the smells from around us. The sun hit her face in just the perfect way, and she looked like an angel with a coffee standing on my back deck. I looked away when she finally opened her eyes, sitting down in one of the chairs. I didn’t want her to catch me watching her. She walked over and sat down next to me, propping her feet up on the ottoman.
“It is the perfect day today,” she said. “Perfect temps outside, perfect amount of sunshine, and the ocean is happy.”
“I agree,” I said, nodding my head. “This was the favorite time of year for me when I was a kid. I knew that the weather would be great almost every day, the tourists were coming in, which meant the summer festivals would be starting, and I was out of school for the summer.”
“My grandparents would always take me out on their sailboat when I got there on the second day of summer vacation,” she said. “It was my favorite thing to kick off the summer. It was how I really knew all the stress from the school year was finally over for at least a few months.”
“Your grandparents sailed?”
“My grandfather did,” she said. “He loved it. They left the boat to my father when they passed, and he sold it, saying he didn’t have the time to deal with it. I asked him to let me have it, but he scoffed, knowing he would get a pretty penny for it. It broke my heart to watch it go like that.”