by C. M. Steele
Our lips meld together perfectly. His hands slide down my back cupping my bottom and squeezing thrusting me up against him. He pulls back, breaking our kiss for just a moment to say, “You're never leaving me. I've waited too long for you.” He brings my face back to him kissing me deeper than the first time; his tongue caressing mine until I toss my head back needing air. My chest presses against his. My firm nipples showing how turned on I am.
He tugs at my top pulling it off me. He drops his head and sucks on my breast and lowering the cup down. His teeth drag along my nipple giving me a sense of what's to come. Derek’s tongue the circles around my nipple before he sucks it in intensely. It sends delight straight down my feminine parts. I feel like I'm going to come instantly. I start moving faster on him until I'm screaming his name over and over again coming harder, deeper than I thought possible. So many lonely nights I've touched myself thinking of him and what it would feel like. It's nothing like what I dreamed of, it's ten times better. “That's it, baby. Fucking hell yes. Come for me”
Chapter 6
Derek
Watching her come is the best thing I've ever seen. I lose my mind, stand up with her in my arms. “You’re not done yet, Tracy. I want you coming around my cock,” I growl as I carry her off to my bedroom.
“Yes, please,” she pants, moaning and smiling as she kisses me all the way there. I lay her on the bed then walk over to the chair by my closet to lose my clothes.
“Strip for me,” I tell her. I take off my belt, gun, and holster, setting them aside properly. My shoes I kick under the chair and tugging off my socks; the rest of my clothes come off quickly. I’m standing there in all my pride and glory, eyeing her as she undresses. I stroke my cock, squeezing it a little rougher than comfortable to calm myself down. I’m aching to be inside her, fucking her womb. The thought of her having my baby has been in my head since the day we met; I could come from just the idea of her wanting the same. “You're so beautiful, baby,” I profess, walking toward the bed.
She blushes, and I need to know this answer before we go any further. “Are you sure? Because there’s no turning back. Once I’m inside you, that’s it.” She nods her head wagging her finger, beckoning me to come forward. I climb onto the bed my legs straddling hers with my cock resting on her flat tummy. In all my life, I’ve never been so fucking excited. It's been over sixteen long years since I've had sex and frankly I can't remember it. I hope I can meet her standards. I can't stop thinking about how much I want to be inside her my cock starts leaking small beads of cum on her belly. She bites her lip and looks up at me so wantonly that I can’t believe the next words out of her mouth. “Derek, I’m a virgin.”
I swallow hard, holding back the need to come on her right now. I lean forward, pressing my knuckles into the mattress. I kiss her mouth hard letting her know how fucking pleased I am with the news. “Scoot up, baby.” She moves up almost sitting completely against the headboard. Then I grab her thighs and spread them wide. I look down at the present I was given, thinking to myself that I must have been a good boy to deserve this. I run my hands along her soft thighs. She shivers as I do so, knowing what's coming next. I lay on the bed leaving trails of my own come on the sheets. Laying in between her sweetness, I press my face down to her thatch of curls, smelling her, taking her in, and knowing she's all mine. My need boils inside of me, but I want her to enjoy this as much as I'm about to. Rubbing against the softness of her wet pussy, she moans out gentle pleas for more. “You’ll get all that and more, baby.” My tongue lashes out hitting her right on her clit, making her cry out and pull her knees up in the air with her feet digging into the bed.
She screams and grasps the bedding bunching it up in her hands as I make her come. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Needing to make her mine, I wait until she’s calmed down. I stroke my cock up and down her still pulsating clit, then push the head in a little. The urge to come is almost automatic. I can feel a little come leak out insider her. I lower my upper body, pressing my hands into the mattress. I kiss her, working her back into a soft moan, then as I deepened the kiss, I take her all the way. She didn’t shed a tear as I tore her innocence. My pride is too full to fuck this up. I want her to come again. This time taking my seed with her. She throws her legs around my waist. Her tiny feet digging into the top of my ass. I growl and drive long and slow thrusts into her. She cries out, then pulls my head to hers. We kiss until I feel her womb squeeze my length. I’m so close, but I demand she come with me. “Come again, Tracy. Show me that beautiful look as you come.”
She clenches her sweetness again, coming for me and sending me into a hard and fast orgasm. Jets of cum shoot into her womb. I know it’s unprotected. The thought of putting my baby in there keeps me stiff.
“So perfect,” I whisper to her, kissing her soft lips as we both pant for air.
“You’re going to get me pregnant if we’re not careful.”
“Even better. I want you to give me as many babies as we can.”
Chapter 7
Derek
I wake up to the aroma of breakfast being made. My stomach growls, it smells so damn good. Even though I'm exhausted, I climb out of bed.
I'm surprised Tracy found anything to make in this house. I really don't keep a lot of food especially since Amelia moved out. I stand and stretch then notice Tracy’s still in bed with me. Who the fuck is in my kitchen? I slipped on some clothes grab my gun and head out.
“Whoa!” Blake shouts. “Put the gun away.”
Shit. I set my gun down on the side table. I totally forgot that Amelia still had a key since she comes to check on me and make sure I'm okay. “Hey, Daddy. Just thought it'd be great to make you some breakfast. Do you think Tracy likes sausage or bacon?” My eyes widen because she knows that she's here. “How do you know she's here?”
“Daddy, Carly told me what happened last night when we got to work this morning. And that she was staying with you until the coast was clear.” Holy hell, she thinks Tracy’s just staying here in a protective custody type of way. In a sense she is, but it's more than that. I hear footsteps behind me and I holler before she can even get over here for anyone, Blake in particular to see.
“Tracy, please tell me you have some fucking clothes on.” I hear the footsteps turn around in dash back into my bedroom.
“Whoa. Seems we got more of a celebration going on here, Amelia. We should leave. Love we’ve interrupted your dad.”
“I'm so sorry Daddy. I just thought you guys could use someone to look after you after what happened last night. I didn't know that you finally admitted your feelings for her.”
“You knew?”
“I think the only one who didn't know it was her. You get all moody and a little bit bossy around her. Besides, I saw the way you looked at her. I've been waiting several months for you to finally ask her out.”
“Well, pumpkin. It's more than dating. Tracy's going to be my wife. I hope that's okay with you.”
“Okay with me? Daddy, you're old enough to make those decisions yourself. You know you don't need my permission. But I think you should ask her first, you know.”
“Yes, it would be nice,” Tracy agrees behind me. I spin around and slip my hands through her hair. “No, woman. I told you last night it was a done deal—signed, sealed, and delivered, baby.”
“Yep, there goes the bossiness again. We’ll just leave you guys to enjoy your breakfast,” Amelia says. As much as I love having them here, I want to be alone with Tracy.
“No, no, no don't go. Stay for breakfast with us,” Tracy offers. She’s right. We shouldn’t try to kick them out.
“You and Tracy could discuss the girly things she's going to need,” I add.
“I only need you,” she whispers in my ear.
Blake grabs Amelia around the waist, then whispers loudly, “Baby, I think it's time we leave; if you know what I mean.” He wags his brows and looks toward us.
“Gross. But yeah, let's go. I love you, Dad
dy. Tracy, girl, I’ll talk to you later. Oh, and here. Don't want to be walking in on anything next time.”
She drops her key down on the counter. “I love you, pumpkin.”
“I suppose it's time for me to finish breakfast real quick, she says, walking off into the kitchen. I'm watching her round ass sticking out of a pair of tiny bike shorts that barely cover anything. When I said to put clothes on, I meant something I wouldn't have to kill Blake for seeing her in. I follow her into the kitchen. Making sure all the burners are off, I grab her around the waist and pull her up against me. Wanting her to feel every inch of my ridge as I grind my hips forward. “Do you call these clothes, baby? I can feel how wet you are right now.”
“Says the guy wearing only boxers and a t-shirt.”
“Don't give me no attitude, woman. I don't want you showing off anything that belongs to me,” I murmur, nipping at her ear and suck it between my lips. “No need to cook right now, baby. I’ve got all I want to eat right here.”
She moans planting her hands on the sides of the kitchen sink. I lift up her tee just to caress her waist, she shivers from the tenderness of my hands. Grabbing the hem of her shorts, I slide them down. Pressing my face against the edge of her slit then thrusting my tongue into her folds. She moans, pushing her butt out, opening her legs wider. I run my hand along her pussy, then spin her around. I lift her legs over my shoulders and continue to eat her sweet core. Her juices coat my tongue and I suck harder. She grips the counter tight, then clenches her legs around my head, coming and screaming my name. I drink her up until she’s coming down from her high.
“Wow, talk about breakfast. I could get used to a meal like that, woman.” I stand up and pull my cock from my boxers. Lifting her legs around my waist, I push straight into her depths. We both grunt, and I slam my mouth to hers, swirling our tongues together as I pump into her womb. I’m already on the edge and it won’t be long. I need her to come again for me. I lean down, pull her top up and suck on her hard nipples. She moans and clenches around me as I switch from side to side. Her body is sweet perfection. A growl roars through me as I hear the telltale orgasmic bliss come from her lips. “I’m coming,” she cries out. Her hands thrusting into my hair and pulling my mouth to hers. My release is pulled from me as she squeezes my cock, over and over again. I lean forward and rest my head on her shoulder.
“Damn, that was fucking incredible,” I mutter against her flesh, creating a lovely layer of goosebumps.
“Tell me about it,” she sighs, looking very tired. I need to let her lay down a bit longer. Without pulling out, I carry her over to our bedroom, then lay her on the bed.
“Rest a little while. I’m going to jump in the shower.
“Okay,” she murmurs, curling up under the messy covers.
I take a long hot shower because my body feels the last twelve delicious hours. When I get out, she groggily gets ups and goes into the bathroom. “My turn.”
While I’m getting dressed, I call the station. “Do you have anything on the car last night?” I ask Waters, slipping on my socks.
“I just got off the phone with Houston PD. They found the car abandoned in a bad part of town. Chief, I’m thinking we’re looking at some trafficking ring.”
“Are you serious?”
“Prostitutes are huge in that area. And from the looks of her apartment, they weren’t there to rob her.”
“I’ll be in later today to go over more of the details and see if we can’t find the person who’s involved. They would have to be someone from around here. There’s no reason to come here and target her specifically.”
“That’s very true. Houston PD is under the same impression. They plan to send a couple detectives down to see if we can work this out together.”
“Sounds good. What time will they be there?”
“They said about four.”
“Okay, I’ll be there just before then.” I hang up just as Tracy comes out of the bathroom in a towel that barely restrains her large breasts. My dick jumps in my pants, but I know that it’s not a smart move. “I’ve got to make a couple more work calls this morning, then I’m all yours again.” I wag my brows at her.
“I'm going to finish breakfast because even though you’ve had a meal, I'm still hungry,” she jokes, winking and sauntering back toward the kitchen.
Chapter 8
Tracy
I feel bad that I wasn't at the bakery today, but I left a message for Carly last night to let her know what had happened.
Carly called me at six a.m. to check and see how I was doing. I told her where I was staying. Playfully, she made jokes, but promised not to tell Amelia. It didn’t matter because she already knows and is cool with it. That was a big worry for me. Amelia and I close in age but not that close. Everybody seems to think I'm only twenty years old, but I'm already twenty-three. I’m sure that she wants the best for her dad and I’m happy that she likes me enough to approve.
Breakfast is halfway done. So I finish it and wait while he makes some work calls. After serving the sheriff dozens of times at the diner, I know what he likes. Just as he comes into the kitchen, I hand him a plate. “Damn, this looks and smells fabulous.”
“You’re welcome. Amelia did half the work. Enjoy.” We both sit down and eat, talking about nothing really.
“I want to ask you something. How come at twenty-three you were a virgin?”
“Bad dating experiences and then I left my hometown about four years ago. Since then I’ve been trying to make things work for me, leaving dating to the side. Besides, for the past year, I’ve been only interested in a man who did his best to irritate me.”
“Sorry about that. Trust me, it’s been hard for me too.”
“We need to get a moving truck to your place and have you moved in here as soon as possible,” he tells me.
“Aren’t you rushing this?” I ask, sipping from my coffee cup.
“Didn’t you just say that we wasted months?” He’s right about that. I know that I only want him. I may be young, but I’m not naïve.
“We just don’t know each other,” I explain.
He grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers. It feels so perfect that I don’t know if I can walk away. My heart and body belong to him, but I have to be strong. It’s a fight I’m not sure I can win. Then he looks me deep in the eyes and begins, “I know that you don’t like coffee creamer, you work hard as hell, you’re way too good for me. And most importantly, I know that I can’t live without you.”
Yep, I surrender. I nod, smiling so “Then it’s settled. I’ll move in with you.”
He tilts his head, quirking his brows. “Move in? You’re more than moving in, Tracy. You’re marrying me as soon as possible. Do you have any family and friends that you need to give notice to?”
“No, I don’t,” I confess.
“Why not?” He brushes my face with the back of his fingers.
“I was raised by my Grandma, but she died two years ago.” My eyes water up because I miss her so much. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be the caring woman I am today. I would probably be dead or on drugs. That’s a scary thought.
“I’m sorry, Tracy. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“No, I’m okay. I promise. I’m just happy that I have you now.”
“Good, then it can be a small wedding,” he adds. I can see his mind moving a million miles an hour and that strong jaw upturning to a show his sexy smile.
I’m completely his. “I suppose, boss man. And when are we supposed to have this wedding?”
“I’d marry you today if I could get away with it.”
“Well, then we better get this together. I want to be your wife, Derek,” I answer. I’m so in love with him that it doesn’t matter. He grabs my hand and pulls me off my chair and into his lap. He attacks my neck with his lips.
“Marry me this weekend,” he says, nibbling on me.
“Yes,” I answer and that’s when I feel something metal slide across my finger
. I look down to see a very large and beautiful three stone diamond ring.
“I’ve had this since we met. I didn’t get it in town because some people are too nosy. You know that people gossip around here.”
“Yes, I totally get that. I might have run away from this place if I found out, thinking it was for someone else. Having worked in the diner, I can hear what the people say when they are socializing.”
“Then I’m thrilled as fuck that I didn’t buy it anywhere near here. Speaking of the diner, I know you’re not going back to work there, but what about the bakery?”
“It’s good, but it’s not what I want to do with my life.”
“What do you want to do?”
“I’m not sure. When I was younger I wanted to work in law enforcement.”
“Really? That’s pretty cool. Did you want to be an officer or something else?”
“I wanted to work in Narcotics. After being taken away from my mom because of drugs, I wanted to get the drug dealers off the streets. It’s now an insurmountable task, but it’s out of the cards. I don’t want to spend that much time away from you,” I admit. It’s scary how much I need him. I’ve managed to keep myself together, but then he acknowledged his feelings and that was it.
“Good, because I selfishly don’t want you in danger. Speaking of, I want you to come down to the station with me. There’s a lot of shit that needs to be taken care of before I can let you out of my sight. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
“There’s something I need to tell you as well.”
“What, Tracy? You can tell me anything.”
“My grandmother had a trust created for me. I get it in two years.”
“Really, well that will come in handy.”
“You’re not curious about it?”
“It’s not my business. If you want to tell me then you can, but I’m not going to press you about your money.”
“Well, it won’t matter because we’ll be married.”