Stay with Me: A Happily Ever After Book (Book 2)

by Amy Brent

  “We can take some time if that is what you want. I told you before that I’m a patient man. I don’t have to fuck you right now, but it will happen.” I didn’t give him a chance to back out. I jumped into action, grabbing him by the back of his head and pressing him down into the mattress in a more compromising position.

  “Less talk…more action.” I got that feel of his mouth on me and I had to reach for the headboard and hang onto it for dear life. “Yes…fuck me with your tongue and make me cum and then give me that cock.” The words that were coming out of my mouth seemed unnecessary, but it was also something that made me feel ready and willing to take that final step.

  My body was in his grip with his hands underneath my ass to apply a certain amount of pressure to his tongue stabbing within me. He was really loosening me up, but my wet pussy remained as tight as possible. He showed special attention to my clit, bringing his mouth over top of it and inhaling it with his tongue manipulating it into submission.

  “Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me.” He must’ve taken me literally, because his tongue vacated its position and was replaced with the spongy tip of his knob`. “Do it…fucking do it and let me see what I have been… MISSINGGGGGGG.” His body joined with mine and that sensation of my virginity being taken was painful at first, but that didn’t last for long. He did me the courtesy of waiting for a moment for me to catch my breath and to get accustomed to the size of this invading presence.

  “I hope you know that I’m not going be able to keep this up for long. I’ll do what I can, but it appears that your pussy is very greedy to get to the source of my climax.” I had my arms up in the air and my hands are wrapped around his neck. I brought him down for a kiss as he started those movements that began to push me to the edge.

  “This is exactly…what I’ve wanted from my first time. I found a man…that knows how to do this the right way. A man that isn’t just after my body. I don’t think that I could’ve gotten any luckier than to have you to be my first. Joseph… Oh god….Joseph… Yes… I can’t even believe that I’m doing this with you. I can’t believe that I’m doing this.” I thought that I knew what an orgasm was, but what he was stirring to the surface was a magnitude of a climax that was going to take my breath away. “Fuck me… Yes… Yes… YESSSSSSS.” Everything seemed to be moving very slowly and I could feel every inch as my walls closed around him in a rhythmic fashion that really was something to experience.

  I saw his face change from pleasure to euphoria and that mask of lust was now punctuated with short jabs of the pleasing package between his legs. I could feel those veins getting more pronounced and the knob expanded like a flower blooming. I was lying there like a limp doll with my arms outstretched to either side and my face pleading with him to take me like a real woman.

  “That’s enough… I’m not going to let you do this to me. I had a plan coming into this and I’m damn well going to follow it by hell or high water.” I didn’t know where this was coming from and then he took himself away from me, I felt empty and alone and the product of my desire was coating his shaft. “I promised myself that I wouldn’t get caught up into this and I think that it’s time that we take a step back.” I didn’t understand what he was thinking and why he would even consider walking away from me.

  “I have to say that I’m a little surprised. From everything that I’ve learned about men, it’s very difficult for them to deny themselves this pleasure. I thought by now that you would be lying beside me with a combination of both of our juices dripping out of me.” He was shaking his head vehemently and then he leaped from the bed and walked out that door with his cock still showing signs of a raging inferno.

  For the next couple of days, he stayed away from me, no matter how much I begged him with my eyes. We slept in separate rooms and I got this feeling that he was allowing that feeling of needing him to draw me to him like a moth to a flame.

  It was about midnight one night that we had gone to bed and I was sitting there with my arms crossed over my chest and looking at the ceiling. He had purposely gone skinny dipping, allowing me to see him dripping with water down his muscular body. It was obvious that he was teasing me and he even stood with his cock no more than a couple of inches away from my mouth. I couldn’t stop staring at it the entire time that he was standing there unashamedly putting on quite a spectacle.

  I remember the way that he touched me accidentally on purpose several times to elicit a noticeable moan of desire coming from my lips. I felt like I was at the end of my rope and I finally had enough.

  I jumped out of bed not even bothering to cover up and I went down the hall to his bedroom that was already wide open for my visual inspection. He was lying there naked on top of the bed stroking himself slowly and smiling like he had a pretty good idea that I was going to come to him.

  “You are a special kind of prick. This was your plan all along. I should slap you for even considering playing with my feelings like this.” I didn’t give him a chance to say anything as I rushed to him and jumped on top of him with all the air rushing out of his lungs upon impact. I reached down to push his hands away and then I went down on him with the same voracious attitude that I had with those two black men. Just thinking about them gave me a reason to supply him with those little tricks of the trade that I had learned. It wasn’t long before I felt what was going to happen and this time it was me that made sure that he wasn’t going to complete that transaction.

  “You’ve learned the most valuable lesson of all. Sex will always be considered a weapon in a woman’s arsenal. She can pull it out of her quiver at any time and make a man dance to the beat of her own drum. You see what you do to me and for the last couple of days and nights; I have been lying here thinking about you. I was that close to going to you. It’s better this way… Oh god… It so much better this way.” I was not even paying attention to anything that he said. My main concentration was on the plum sized knob that was quite inviting. Every time that he came close, I would stop and cease all other actions. I would let him calm down enough and then that was when I decided that taking a more hands on approach was necessary.

  He lifted my body easily and I was surprise because I wasn’t exactly considered a lightweight. My heavy thighs draped around him and then landed on more than just his lap. My hole stretched to awaken the beast. It went in very slowly this time and my body had still not adjusted to his size. I couldn’t get the last couple of inches, so I scratched his chest and made him lift his hips to give me those last two inches. I had my hands on his shoulders and I was moving my ass up and down over the large and in charge object.

  “I know that I still have a lot to learn, but with you as my teacher, I think that I can excel.” He smiled as I bounced up and down on top of him. I was the one in charge and I could slow down the pace or quicken it for my pleasure. I ground in a circle, knowing that this was the perfect position to strike a little bit of excitement into my clit. “Damn it…you better know that this is the one time that you’re not going to get away from me.” To prove my point, I pinned his arms over his head. He most likely could’ve gotten away, but he didn’t try to and that was a good sign that he wanted things to continue until the inevitable moment.

  “I’m not going anywhere, Stacey. I’m exactly where I want to be inside that sweet little snatch of yours. The way that you do that is better than any woman including your mother.” To hear him compare my sexual appetite with my mother’s should’ve been sickening, but it only fueled me into showing him that I could be more than just a limp doll underneath him letting him get his jollies off.

  “Does my mother do this?” I slowly took him all the way out and then I went down and savored the taste of both myself and him saturating his shaft. I heard him moan and I buried him in my throat before coming back up with strings of my saliva making him slippery to the touch.

  “I…I don’t think that anybody has ever done that before.” I wasn’t sure if I could believe him and with his experience and way with th
e ladies, I would have assumed that this was not something new. I had to believe and I had no reason not to trust what he was saying to me.

  I slipped back into the saddle, letting him feel those young walls holding him hostage. The only way that he was going to get out of this was to supply me with the necessary creamy ransom. This time when I felt that he was there, I decided that slowing down was not an option.

  “I’m cumming… I want you to cum with me.” I wasn’t sure if that was possible, until I felt the bucking motion of his hips and the way that his cock was now reacting to the orgasm that was now squeezing him in a tight vise. He exploded with such ferocity that I could see how this was affecting him by the expression on his face.

  I didn’t stop and I rode him all the way through his orgasm giving special attention to the knob that was still quite sensitive after giving into my womanly ways. I cleaned him with my tongue like a cat does with her young. I knew that I was causing him some discomfort, but it was the kind of discomfort that any man would give their left nut to have.

  I found out that I was pregnant and instead of going home, we decided to stay here in paradise. He had found that he could do his job by delegating authority to his underlings. He could take a step back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. I was going to have his baby and what better way to say that I truly loved him than to bring him that heir that was going to put a smile on his face.

  Those lessons would continue and even when I was showing, he had me on my hands and knees taking one black cock and his at least once a month. I never thought that I could be the kind of woman that could satisfy him, but he had done a remarkable job in teaching me the finer arts.

  John was now a distant memory and a part of my past. This child and Joseph was my future.

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  I excused myself into the door as I felt eyes on my back and shook my head to approach the hostess station. “I’m here to meet Rayna Jones for dinner,” I told her in a soft, slow voice as I heard the raised voices of the angry people behind me.

  “Let me see,” the blonde smiled as she went down and list and nodded. “She’s here already, and I think…over there.” The hostess pointed to a corner of the room as I glanced at her name tag and nodded as I saw Mom reading a menu.

  “Thank you, Nadine,” I told her as she looked at me with a grin. I made my way to the corner and smiled as Mom glanced up.

  “Larisa, there you are.” She stood, and we hugged before she kissed my cheek. “You look lovely.”

  “Thanks. So do you,” I told her as she smiled brilliantly. Mom was blessed with great genes that I hoped she was generous with and looked healthy. I knew that her schedule was crazy, and she traveled a lot, but somehow she looked rested now.

  “Thank you,” Mom said as she watched a waiter hand me a menu and ask what I wanted to drink. I requested soda to keep myself awake and slipped my jacket off as I looked around. “Cute place.”

  “Isn’t it? Brett loves it here,” she said as she ran her left hand through her sleek bob, revealing the sparkling diamond wedding set on her finger.

  “Mom, are you-” I started to ask when her eyes settled on someone behind me and she smiled dreamily.

  “Brett, I want you to meet my daughter. Larisa, this is Brett, my husband.” Mom stood, and my mouth dropped open as I took in her words.

  “Husband?” I asked as she frowned at me. “When?”

  “Last week, we eloped,” she snapped as she indicated for me to turn around.

  “Jesus, Mom,” I said as I stood and clumsily made my way around to look at my new very official stepfather. I looked into his light green eyes, and there was instant recognition as heat singed my skin. I was taken back to a year ago when I was at a club with some friends, drunk and just feeling like I needed to do something crazy after a recent breakup.

  “Larisa, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Brett smiled, and it was so familiar as he reached out his hand to shake mine. That hand had been inside of me, and I looked down as I pressed my lips together. “I wanted her to tell you the good news, but Rayna was excited about surprising you.”

  “Brett. Hi,” I said as I shook his hand and remembered one of the best nights of my life. I saw in his eyes that he remembered me as well with a flash of heat before he replaced the look with a smile. I dropped his hand and turned as he moved to sit next to Mom, longing for some wine or anything that would lift the embarrassment that I was feeling right now. Brett kissed her hair and took his wine glass before he looked across the small table at me. He could hide his gaze from my mother now, and the heat returned as I took a deep breath.

  We made small talk as we ordered some appetizers and I settled on the artichoke tortellini for dinner. It wasn’t from the main entree selections, but I’d have trouble eating anything right now.

  Brett was gorgeous, and he’d caught my eye at the club right away. I was looking to forget the other relationship, and I could tell he was older than me by a few years at least. He was tall and muscular, and at this moment, he reminded me of Cole as I looked at him. A few drinks had led to dancing, which led to making out on the dance floor as he held my body close to his to show me just what I was in for. Brett was thick and hard, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me off of the dance floor and into a dark corner, where he kissed me senseless before he slid his hands underneath my short skirt.

  He’d asked me if I’d go to his hotel with him and I agreed.

  It was close, and we walked the block quickly as I worried about my first one-night stand. I’d been in casual relationships, but this had all the signs of just being the one night, and that was honestly all that I wanted then. I wanted him hard and buried inside of me to erase any memory of Derek, the cheating asshole. Once Brett unlocked the door to his suite at the Hilton, I led him inside and into the spacious living room that overlooked Denver. I turned to face him as I took a deep breath and reached out to pull his lips to mine. The kiss was hot and rough, and I slipped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

  We removed our clothes in between deep kisses, and his mouth peppered my neck as he pushed me back onto the leather sofa. I closed my eyes and arched my back as his hand cupped my ass and squeezed hard while I moaned. “I can’t wait to be inside of this sweet young pussy,” Brett told me before he moved his mouth over my nipple and sucked it deep into his lips. His tongue flicked it, and teeth dragged against me as I felt my thighs dampen where they were pressed against him.

  The feeling of his heat as he gave each small bud equal attention before he moved his mouth down over my flat belly. I stared down at him as he moved between my legs and breathed against my slick thighs. Oh God, he was so close to me, and I slipped my hand down into his hair as
he pressed his tongue against me and slid between my folds. It was Heaven, and I spread my legs like a whore so that he could have all of me.

  Brett licked me all over as I breathed hoarsely and rocked against him until he held my still with his strong arms. He slowly teased my sensitive clit, ready to burst from all of the pain and pleasure that he’d inflicted on my nipples just a few minutes before.

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  “Oh Julian,” I muttered to myself, gripping my pillow in one hand, careful to keep my voice low.

  My parents weren't home – at least, not that I was aware of – but I knew that Rosa, our housekeeper was there and was busy making her rounds of the house. Despite the risk of Rosa walking in on me, I couldn't help myself. I needed release. I needed to get off.

  Though honestly, I couldn't even begin to imagine how awkward it would be to explain to her what I was doing – although I had a feeling she'd have a very good idea of what I was doing. What would be difficult and awkward to explain was why I was calling out my father's friend's name while I was doing it.