Color of Forgiveness

by Madeleine Beckett

  Myra’s mouth hangs open, her breaths heavy. “Oh shit,” she mumbles.

  Dylan laughs. “I must be doing a good job to get mommy to cuss because mommy never cusses. Do you like my dirty words, baby? Do they make you hot? Do they make you want my cock?”

  “Oh god, yes…”

  “Fuck, baby, you make me hot,” Dylan says, kissing up her neck.

  He pulls back and stares down at her with hooded eyes. “Where was I? Oh yeah, I just made you come and scream my name. So after I suck your wetness off my fingers, I'll rip your panties from your body exposing your beautiful pussy. Then I'll spread your legs open and slam my rock hard cock into you, fucking you so hard you see stars. Then I'll…”

  Dylan stops talking when a loud wailing comes over the baby monitor.

  “No,” Myra shouts angrily as Dylan flops onto his back.

  “That's a bunch of fucking bullshit,” Dylan mumbles under his breath.

  They both lay there breathing heavily, listening to Matthew cry and hoping and praying that he somehow will stop and go back to sleep. But he doesn't.

  Myra sighs heavily. “I'll be back,” she says in disgust.

  Dylan puts a hand on her arm, pulling her gently back down on the bed. “No, I'll get him. You need to rest.”

  “So do you. You have to get up early tomorrow and go to work.”

  “Like you don't work? You probably work twice as hard as I do. Besides, you're now growing another one of my babies. You're staying put. End of discussion.”

  Myra reaches across and touches her lips softly to his. “I love you,” she whispers against his lips.

  “I love you more, woman. Is your pussy wet for me?”

  “Of course... how could it not be with that mouth of yours?”

  “Good. Keep it wet. I'll be right back.”

  * * *

  “Ah, buddy, what's wrong?” Dylan asks, looking down at his son's red, tear-stained face. Matthew screams even louder.

  “Come here, 'lil guy,” he murmurs. He picks Matthew up and lays him on his chest. “What seems to be the problem, little man?” He rubs him softly on his back while Matthew continues yelling at the top of his lungs.

  Bending over the crib, Dylan finds his pacifier under the blanket and tucks it in his mouth. Matthew sucks greedily at it while his little body still shakes with sobs. Dylan kisses his forehead then rubs his back and begins walking around Matthew's room.

  “Well, son, I've got some good news,” he says quietly to him. “I just found out you're not gonna be the baby of the family. Well, that might not be such good news for you because being the baby is probably a pretty good spot to be in. I know Nick was the spoiled one in our family.

  “But I have to tell you a secret; it was an accident and my fault. I should've gotten my butt to the doctor like your momma told me to. And even though I'm thrilled we're having another baby, I'm definitely calling the doc tomorrow,” he says with a chuckle.

  “But you know what? Accidents aren't always bad things. I never believed that because of what happened to your older brother, but I changed my mind the second I held Megan in my arms for the first time. Sometimes accidents can turn out to be pretty great things.”

  Dylan sits down in the rocking chair and continues rubbing Matthew softly on his back. He holds his small, sleeper-covered foot in his hand. “Have I told you that I love you today, son? I can't remember. If not, just know that I do.”

  Matthew spits his pacifier out and lets out another loud wail. Dylan snatches it before it hits the floor, pushing it back into his mouth. He stands up and starts walking again, patting Matthew on the back as he bounces up and down, walking slowly around the room.

  It takes a while, but he finally gets Matthew back to sleep. Please stay asleep, he mouths silently when he lays Matthew back down. He watches him for a moment, barely breathing. After a few minutes, he gently lays his blanket on top of him and sneaks out of the room without making a sound. All he can think about is getting back to Myra and his dirty talking. But now it’s time to do a whole lotta dirty and not a whole lotta talking.

  When he opens the bedroom door, he startles slightly when he finds her standing in front of him, smiling up at him, her eyes a bit watery. “What's wrong?” he asks, frowning.

  “The baby monitor.”

  “Shit. You'd think after four kids, I'd remember you can hear me on that damn thing.”

  “You're an amazing father.”

  “You're an amazing mother.” With his eyes on hers, he reaches behind him and locks the door. He pulls her into his arms and doesn't waste any time. “Did you keep your pussy wet for me?” he asks against her neck.

  She giggles. “Yes.”

  “Good. Because my cock wants your pussy in a really bad way right now,” he whispers.

  Myra snickers. “He does, huh?”

  “Yeah, he's a desperate little fucker. He can't get enough of you, ever. He always wants you.”

  “My pussy does seem to like your cock.”

  “She does?”

  “Yeah, she likes him a lot.”

  “He's wanting her fast and hard tonight. Is she okay with that?”

  “Hmm… I don’t know. You better touch her and see what her answer is.”

  Dylan groans and moves his hand from her ass to between her legs. He pushes her panties to the side and slides his fingers through her wetness. His cock immediately gets harder.

  “Fuck, Myra, you’re so damn wet. I want you, baby. I wanna fuck you up against this door.”

  Myra moans and grabs him around the neck, bringing his lips to hers in a crushing kiss. His hands can't seem to touch enough skin. They've been together for so long yet he still wants her the same way he did that first night they were together so many years ago. Like time and kids and familiarity has changed nothing between them.

  “Yes,” she moans quietly, digging her fingers into his hair. He plunges his finger inside of her, causing her to cry out.

  “I'm gonna make you come on my fingers then on my cock,” he rasps against her neck gently biting on the skin there.

  Within minutes, he pushes her over the edge, feeling her pulsating against his fingers while she whispers his name over and over again.

  “Jesus, I can't wait to get my cock in your pussy,” he practically growls as he shoves his pajama bottoms and boxers down. Immediately, he picks her up, pressing her against the back of the door and shoves himself deep inside her, not even bothering to remove her panties.

  “Oh my god,” she groans.

  “So fucking good,” he whispers as he begins thrusting. “It’s always so fucking good with you, baby.”

  “Always…”

  Dylan trails his frantic lips all over Myra’s warm skin… on her sweet lips, her soft neck, against her ear. One hand grips her ass while the other cups her breast, flicking his thumb against her nipple. Her wet heat wrapped around his cock feels incredible. His thrusts get more erratic and faster. Myra hangs onto his shoulders as he fucks her hard with abandon.

  “Fuck. I'm gonna cum,” he groans, thrusting harder. “I can't hold off.”

  “Let it go, baby.”

  “Here it comes,” he pants, as he lets it go, his release pulsing hot inside of her. He thrusts rapidly over and over again while he rides out his orgasm, grunting and groaning against her ear.

  Finally, he stops his movements, dropping his head against her neck, trying to catch his breath. He can feel himself shaking.

  “Are you okay?” Myra asks, pushing his hair back from his sweaty forehead.

  “No. Holy fuck… I came so damn hard, I'm actually shaking.”

  “Baby, put me down and go sit on the bed.”

  Dylan smiles at her. “No, I'm good. That was just pretty fucking incredible,” he says before kissing her softly. “How can it be so good after all these years?”

  Myra laughs. “I don't know. I was just thinking the same thing. Every time with you is amazing.”

  “You know I can't g
et enough of you. I'll never be able to get enough of you, ever.”

  “I don't want you to ever get enough of me.”

  “I won't,” he says, touching her lips softly with his and sealing that promise.

  * * *

  A few nights later with Matthew in his arms, Dylan follows Myra into the bedroom and watches her change for dinner.

  “What?” she asks, looking up at him and smiling as she slips on her shoes.

  He just shakes his head, grinning. “Nothing…”

  “It’s not nothing… you’ve been sitting there the whole time, grinning crazily at me. What’s going on?”

  Matthew blows a loud raspberry, causing him to chuckle. He stands and pulls Myra to him and kisses her lips gently. “I’m just happy. Things are so good right now. Business is great, you’re pregnant again and with the news about Nick and Jackie getting to adopt again…”

  “I know. We have so much to be thankful for, don’t we? And I’m so excited for Nick and Jackie. I can’t believe they’re getting a little girl this time; Jackie is literally about to die. I swear my ear started getting over-heated yesterday with how fast she was talking. Little Jaden will be getting a baby sister soon.”

  “When did you say the baby was due?”

  “In six weeks.”

  “Wow. That’s great.”

  “I know. I’m so thrilled for them,” Myra says with a smile. “Just make sure you act surprised tonight at dinner because Nick is going to announce it. They just got the call about the adoption yesterday, and she couldn't wait to tell someone. And I wasn't supposed to tell you either.”

  Dylan laughs. “Jackie couldn't keep a secret if her life depended on it.”

  “I know.”

  They get the kids loaded into the SUV and head to his parent's house for dinner. Dylan carries Matthew into the noisy, loud house packed with people. He smiles as he watches Megan make a mad dash to Jilly. Their friendship reminds him of Mel and Joseph’s friendship so long ago. Madison tags happily along after them, idolizing both of the older girls. Joseph, a teenager now, ruffles Max’s hair. Dylan can't believe that Mel would be a teenager now if he were still alive.

  “Are you ready to go play some videogames?” Joseph asks Max.

  Max agrees excitedly and the two take off to the basement.

  Dylan bites back a groan when he sees his mom and Nat charging towards him.

  “I get him first,” Nat says, reaching for Matthew.

  “No way,” Sherri says, elbowing Nat out of the way. “I'm your elder and his Maw-maw. I get first dibs.”

  “But you see him practically every day. I'm lucky if I see him once or twice a week.”

  “I don't care. Now scat.”

  Dylan chuckles as he watches Natalie pout, and he hands Matthew over to his mother. For a moment, Dylan feels sorry for his son when he sees his mother practically smothering him in kisses, but he smiles when Matthew throws his head back, breaking out into giggles. There's something special about seeing his mom loving on his child like that; it gives him a warm, funny feeling in his chest.

  His dad – followed by Nick and Chad – steps into the room. He, Chad and his dad talk animatedly about the new construction project while Nick quietly listens in. The women all move to the kitchen, talking non-stop.

  Half an hour later, they all gather around the table for dinner. They had to set up another table because both Jay and Jackson have their girlfriends with them.

  “May I have everyone's attention please?” Nick says as he stands and taps on his wineglass.

  Dylan looks around the table, frowning. Everyone is acting weird, clearing their throats and avoiding looking at Nick.

  Nick’s eyes narrow and he looks down at Jackie sitting next to him holding 2-year-old Jaden in her arms. “What?” she asks innocently.

  Nick’s eyes dart around the table again. “Does everyone know what I'm about to announce?” he demands.

  A flood of 'oh, no's,' wash across the room.

  “Jackie?” Nick says his expression fierce.

  “Sorry,” she says in a mouse-like voice. “I couldn't help it. I was so excited I just had to tell somebody. I first told Myra. I was only planning on telling her. But then your mom called me last night, and it kind of slipped out, and she was over at Natalie’s house so I kind of told her, too, and I didn't mean to, but I was just so happy and…”

  Nick pulls Jackie out of her chair, and wraps his arms around her and Jaden and plants a big kiss on her lips.

  Everyone starts cheering and clapping. “What am I going to do with you?” Nick asks laughing as he stares down at Jackie.

  “Nick, sweetie?” Sherri calls out to him. “I think you should still go ahead and make your announcement. We'll all pretend we didn't know about it.”

  Nick grins, looking around the table. He takes Jaden from Jackie’s arms and kisses him on the cheek. “Everyone… Jackie and I just found out that we're adopting again. It’s a baby girl who will be arriving in six weeks. Jaden’s going to have a baby sister.”

  Dylan chuckles at everyone’s ‘fake’ reactions. The kids all go crazy clapping and jumping up and down with excitement. Sherri hangs her mouth open, putting both hands on the sides of her face Macaulay Culkin-style her eyes big and dancing with laughter. All of the kids immediately start imitating her. Natalie who is holding Matthew laughs loudly as Chad shouts, “You better pick up some more hours at the hospital, dude!” Dennis just smiles and shakes his head before taking another drink of wine.

  Dylan looks at Myra and sees tears shining in her eyes. He wraps his arm around her and pulls her against him. “You okay?” he whispers.

  “Yeah, I'm just emotional. I love your family so much.”

  “Oh wait!” Sherri shouts, causing Dylan to look up. “This is so exciting because we’re going to have so many new babies around here since Myra’s pregnant again.”

  Dylan’s mouth drops open and his eyes widen. He hears Myra gasping beside him. He quickly looks down at her. “What the... Did you tell her?”

  “No,” she says, her eyes wide with shock.

  Dylan looks back at his mom. “How did you…”

  She smiles and shrugs. “It was just my granny senses kicking in.”

  “I can’t believe you,” Dylan growls. “How could you—” He stops talking when Myra puts her hand on his thigh and squeezes. Frowning, he looks down at her.

  “Don’t, baby, that’s our family,” she says, smiling.

  He stares at her for a long moment before he finally chuckles and shakes his head. “I still want to kill her,” he says in a low voice, causing Myra to giggle. “But you’re right… it is our family.”

  Smiling, Myra nods. “Our family,” she whispers, snuggling closer to Dylan.

  THE END