I had to admit that it made me crazy and I wanted nothing more than to turn her around and fuck her from behind.
But Lacey was worth the wait.
Besides, two could play at this game.
I brought her skilled hand down to her own pussy and got the motion going for her before letting go. Then I watched as she began rubbing herself, quicker.
She started to cum and scrunched her little face up as she bucked around on top of me. I kept rubbing on her thighs, tickling her skin and making her even more crazy.
When she finally settled, I brought those fingers up to her lips and watched her sucking off her own orgasm. She knew I liked it, but I don’t think she would admit that she liked it too.
Then she reached down and started doing it again. I grabbed her hand, preventing her from touching her pink pussy.
I grabbed her skinny waist and lifted her up, sitting her right down on my face. Her scent was my aphrodisiac and I had to feast on her before I did anything else.
Her little clit reacted to my tongue as I continued flicking it. She sat up on her knees and directed my mouth to her sex. Lacey tried watching, but after touching her breasts again, she was closing her eyes and started to buck around against my face.
I sucked her little clit in between my lips and tugged. Her head fell back again as I kept on doing it to her. Then I added my thumb to the mix. As soon as I started fucking her pussy with my tongue and massaging her clit with my thumb, she lost total control over herself and the room filled with her high-pitched wails of pleasures.
“Show me how much you missed me, Lace. Show me what I do to you.”
I rubbed it harder, knowing it would be the last time I needed to do it so vigorously. Then it happened again. Lacey screamed out something that wasn’t English and kept on riding my mouth.
Her hot release filled my mouth, more than I had anticipated. I’d taught her how to really let go and have a female ejaculation, but she was getting better at it, or I was getting better at making it happen.
When she finally started to lift herself off of me, I smacked her swollen lips lightly, wiped off my face and placed small kisses all the way up to her neck. When I reached her ear, it was hard not to suck it in my mouth.
“Tell me you love me.” I already knew she did, but I wanted to hear it. I wanted to hear that I had her heart; that it belonged to me and nobody else. I wanted her to reassure me that her pussy was all mine.
“I do, Joey. I love you so much it hurts. I can’t believe you’re here with me.”
I looked right into the blue eyes. “This is where I belong. Get that through your head. I’m not goin’ anywhere, and neither are you.”
Then I entered her, pushing my fully erect cock all the way in. Her eyes got big as if she was surprised that it slid right in without a fight. When the slapping of her juices were noticeable I think she understood that her own lubrication was gliding me right inside of her tight channel.
Lacey wrapped her legs around my back and we sat up together. She clung to me, holding me tight as our lips came together. Our tongues mingled and then teased, while our bodies grinded apart and then together again.
The room was hot and sweat glistened between her tits. It brought my attention to them and I watched her breasts bouncing all around. I had to close my eyes for a second, concentrating on something other than how amazing she was making me feel.
I felt the rush filling my cock and then leaving it. For a few seconds, all of the feeling left my body and when it came back I felt like I was floating. I tightened, holding on to that last burst of pleasure.
Our lips met again, while I held her tightly in my arms.
“It’s good to have you home.” She said as she finally opened her eyes and peered into mine. Her face was still red from being overheated and I ran the back of my hand over one of her hot cheeks.
My next sentence shocked the both of us. It wasn’t just the fact that I was asking her to be with me. It was so much more than that. “It’s funny you said it like that. How would you feel about livin’ here with me? You’d be able to see Sky and sleep next to me every night.”
I couldn’t finished what I wanted to say because Lacey was showering me with kisses. “I wasn’t planning on ever leaving you again.”
We talked for a while after that, and all that kept popping up in the back of my mind was how I didn’t want any woman in my bed or even coming over to my place. I’d always felt like it was my private place that I didn’t want to share. The women that had been in my life had a purpose and I was comfortable with that for so long that I thought it was normal. I never knew that there was something so much more intense out there, waiting for me to discover. I didn’t know that I could feel the way I did about Lacey or anyone for that matter.
She had changed that, the first night she came over. She’d showed me that I’d been wrong, not only about company, but also relationships. For so long I’d believed that I would never want to be tied down to one person. I never, in a million years, understood how someone could only want to be with one person for the rest of their lives. Marriage was always something I considered to be a curse instead of something to celebrate.
When I closed my eyes, instead of seeing success and being independent, I saw something else. I pictured a future with Lacey and whatever else would come our way. I wanted to share my good and bad days with her.
I didn’t know about forever yet, but I did know that I couldn’t imagine not being with Lacey every single night. She belonged in my bed, lying in my arms, where I could open my eyes and be reminded every day that I’d made the right decision coming back to her. Nothing had ever felt more right and all I could do was feel like I was finally whole.
Epilogue
6 months later
“Lace, have you seen my leather jacket? I can’t find it anywhere.” Ever since she’d moved her stuff in, she’d taken over the guest room closet and half of mine. She also had a terrible habit of washing the clothes, but leaving them in the baskets of the closet, which made it difficult to maneuver around to even find what I was looking for.
She came walking out of the kitchen with it in her hands. “You left it hanging on the back of the chair last night.”
The jacket wasn’t what I noticed as I looked down at her wearing one of my wife-beater t-shirts and nothing else. “You should probably put somethin’ else on. It’s cold out.”
She rolled her eyes and walked past me with a head full of wet hair. We were already supposed to be at the diner for a private family party, but instead, we’d gotten caught up in the shower. I’d gotten a text from my brother telling me to hurry up.
The party was for Ford’s mother, my aunt. She’s been sober for a whole year. Sky and Lacey had helped my mom plan the party, so it was important that we hurried up. I followed Lacey back in to the bedroom and saw her leaning over the bed to coordinate her attire. Seeing that ass bending over made me horny. I walked up behind her like a dog in heat.
She quickly turned, pushing me away. “If you keep it we’re never going to get there.”
“Well, stop throwin’ it in my face. Damn!”
Lacey walked into the closet shaking her head and saying something under her breath, while I put on my jacket. I watched her for a second, rummaging through a basket that had probably been in there since she’d moved in with me. “I can’t find my black dress.”
Knowing that she owned about ten black dresses, I chose to walk away, clenching my jaw the whole time, before I could say something that she’d make me pay for later.
Lacey was difficult, messy and utterly annoying at times, but I loved her. So she had flaws. Don’t we all? I mean, I wasn’t exactly a poster boy and she accepted me anyway.
While sitting on the couch waiting for her I thought back to the day that we ran into Candace for the first time. Lacey, having no clue who she was, smiled as she greeted us. I felt a lump in my throat, feeling that at any time there was going to be a catfight.
/> Lacey was good though. She waited until we got home from dinner to freak out on me. It hadn’t helped that Candace gave me a kiss on the cheek that left no question unanswered. It was more like she was trying to mark me as her territory. When her lips pulled away, I saw the fire blazing in my girlfriend’s eyes.
We got home, got cozy on the couch and kissed softly. Then the demon came out. “Who the fuck was that girl? Was she one of them? Don’t you dare lie to me about it either.”
I leaned forward and tried to think of how to get myself out of hot water. There was no use lying about it anymore. I’d accepted that how I lived wasn’t practical and knew she wouldn’t get it. “Yeah, she’s one of them.”
She calmly folded her hands and then turned to look at me. Her face was serious. “I want you to tell me everything. EVERYTHING.”
“Baby, you don’t want to know. Besides, it don’t even matter. I’m not goin’ to see her anymore. You know that.”
She never moved her position, which made me feel uneasy. “Joey, if you want me to ever be able to trust you completely, you’ve got to be honest with me. I realize that you lived differently, but I have a right to know who I’m with.”
She did.
I sighed and reluctantly started explaining, beginning with Candace and finally ending with Porsche. By the time I was finished, my hands were shaking and I was sure she was going to throw up and then leave me.
Instead, Lacey sat there next to me, quietly. She kept her hands folded on her legs and looked down at them. “So, basically you had a schedule?”
“Yeah, pretty much. I mean, there were a few stragglers and besides Porsche and Candace, none were every week. I know it sounds bad, but…”
She interrupted. “Just let me have a minute.” We sat in silence. I didn’t know whether to reach my arm around her or run. “I can see how you got comfortable living that way. They were basically giving you the cake without expectations. It’s bold. I could never be with someone so many times and not develop feelings for them.”
“That was the problem with Candace. When we first got together, she told me she was in love with me.”
“That explains her kiss. Does she know we’re together?” I knew the next question was coming before it came out of her mouth. “Have you seen or talked to her since we’ve been living together?”
When Lacey started scooting away from me, I freaked. “No. Well, she messaged me when I got back from Italy. I told her that I was in a relationship and that I wouldn’t be around anymore. I’m tellin’ you the truth, Lace.”
She looked right at me. “I believe you. Do you want to know why?”
I looked down at my own hands. “Yes.”
“Because if you’re lying to me about any of this, no matter what part, you know I’ll leave. I’m not threatening you. I’m just letting you know that I can’t be with a liar and I definitely can’t compete with side pussy.”
A chuckle escaped my lips and I felt bad for doing it. “Sorry. It’s just that you called it side pussy. Baby, I can assure you that I don’t want to be with any of them. You don’t ever have to be jealous of them. We’ve changed gyms and I don’t see Candace for back rubs because you give them better.”
She shoved me. “Shut up. She’s a professional.”
“So, you don’t think I’m a pig?”
She laughed and leaned in to kiss me. Our lips met and she pulled away slowly. “No, I think you’re mine and I refuse to share.”
We kissed again. “You know you never have to, right? Lace, I’m not that guy that cheated on you. I may have been called a lot of things, but I never cheated. How could I when I’ve never even been committed to anyone? You’re my first and I hope you’ll be my last.”
She giggled and climbed on top of me, meeting her lips to mine. “I’ll think about it,” she teased.
“You better think fast, because the bed is callin’ our names.” I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, where we made love and she comforted my soul.
Lacey fingers clicking in front of my face brought me back to present day. “Hello? Earth to Joey? I’m ready.” She turned around in a circle. “Does this dress look okay? I think it makes my ass look huge. What do you think?”
Her ass wasn’t huge and she was ridiculous for assuming it was. “You look fine. Let’s go.”
Lacey put her hands on her hips. “Fine? Does that mean I don’t look good, because I can change.”
When she began walking back to the bedroom I grabbed her hand and pulled her against my chest. She didn’t seem shocked as she stared into my eyes. “Marry me.” Not until I said that.
She stood up straight, but never took her eyes away. “Are you kidding me right now?”
I shook my head. “No. I don’t want to do it now, but I’d like to in the future. Ain’t that what you want too?”
She smiled and sat on the edge of the couch. “Well, of course I want to, but we’ve only been living together for six months and before that we weren’t exactly on the same page.”
I grabbed her hand and kissed it. “Baby, I don’t want to get hitched tomorrow, or even in six months, but I do know that one day in our future I want you to be my wife, because let’s face it, I’m crazy about you.”
“You mean I make you crazy.”
“We’ll, that too.” She shoved me and laughed.
Then Lacey smiled. “It sounds like a plan.”
I put my arm around her as we walked out the door. “Yeah, it sure does.”
Neither of us knew what was in store for our future, but Lacey was the rock that held me together and made me want to be a better man. I wanted to marry her and give her my name, so that when our kids were born, we’d be official.
Yes, I said kids.
I just needed to talk her into it and I had ways of making that happen.
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