Tabitha smiled up at me, “I love how long it’s getting.”
“Tell me how much you want me…how bad you want me.” I said. Her skin pebbled with tiny goose bumps as I kissed down her neck and quickly pulled her shirt over her head. Her nipples pebbled against my tongue. Her moans were like music to my ears and I couldn’t get enough of the breathy sounds. I moved to the other nipple and slowly circled it with my tongue, when I looked up at her she was watching me…waiting for more. I grinned at her then lowered my lips to her flat stomach and kissed down to the waistband of her sweat pants. She raised her hips and slowly I pulled them down her smooth tan legs and tossed them onto the floor. Her breathing was getting faster, her eyes growing darker and she chewed on her bottom lip. I laid on my stomach and spread her thighs open, her sweet scent drew me in. With my eyes still on hers I moved my tongue from her wet entrance up to her clit and slowly circled the hardened bundle of nerves. She threw her head back, her neck muscles tightened as she tried to control her screams. Over and over again I licked between her pussy lips and flicked the tip of my tongue against her clit. I pushed one finger then a second inside of her, using my other hand I spread her swollen pussy lips apart and sucked on her clit. She lifted her hips, grinding her pussy against my lips and teeth, I scissored my fingers inside of her pussy then made a curling motion with them, sending her over the edge. Tabitha’s back arched off the bed and she quietly, screamed my name. Her pussy muscles contracted around my fingers, and I couldn’t wait another second. I pushed my shorts down and climbed up her body. Before I could get situated on top of her she pushed me onto my back and straddled me. I grabbed her face and pulled her down for a kiss and tried to thrust my hips up but she pulled away and smiled against my lips. I watched her as she kissed down my chest, scraping her fingernails over my skin…sending shivers up my spine. Her blonde hair fanned over one shoulder, as she stroked my cock with one hand and cupped my balls with he other. Slowly she licked around the tip of my cock then pulled away and sucked and licked on my sack, a deep groan escaped me and my cock jerked when she place her tongue flat against my shaft and licked up to the tip. Her eyes fluttered shut when she took as much of me in her mouth as she could. “Fuck.” I breathed out on a shaky breath. Faster and faster she bobbed her head up and down as her hand stroked me. I placed my hand on the back of her head and pushed her limits each time she sucked me back inside of her mouth. I felt the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat and thought I was going to come that very instant.
She released my cock and moved up my body, her knees on each side of my hips she held my cock upright and slowly sank down. We both moaned and stilled our bodies once I was hitting her pressure point deep inside. This position wouldn’t be easy for her but she didn’t stop and I let her set the pace. “I love how you fill me up so much.” She breathed out and leaned forward, resting her hands against the headboard. Her perfect tits were right there in front of me, so I lifted my head and clasped my hands on her hips. When I pulled one of her nipples into my mouth and gently pinched it with my teeth, her pussy muscles tightened and she gasped…grinding down on my cock until she couldn’t take any more of me. “Yes…yes…yes, Vance.” She whispered
I quickly flipped us over and shoved back inside of her, “I love you.” I told her.
She smiled up at me, “I love you…so much.” Then she sealed her lips over mine and we both climaxed together.
I blew out a breath, “I was so fuckin’ jealous of him.”
“I was pretty jealous of Julia.” She admitted.
I kissed her quickly then pulled out, my come leaked out of her and my cock twitched. “You’re fuckin’ addicting.” I said and looked up at her.
“Get me a wash cloth you sex fiend!”
We spent the rest of the day watching TV and talking about the friends she had met at school. She wouldn’t go into detail about her roommate, Jerin, but informed me that she was actually a pretty sweet chic.
Later that night Vidalia, Drake, Tabitha and I went out for supper. The girls went on and on about everything from new songs they liked to different shoes they wanted to buy. I looked at Drake and shook my head, “Did you see those, pink flippy floppies the other day at the Mall? O.M.G I need like three pairs!” I said in a girly tone.
Tabitha and Vidalia both stopped talking and glared at Drake that was laughing, then at me, I was shaking my head, “What?! I just tried to make conversation!” I said.
“You’re such a dick!” Vidalia threw a french fry at my head and I caught it.
Tabitha’s roommate text her to ask how she was doing, she text her to let her know she would be coming back in couple of days. On the way back to my place her phone rang, “Oh god…it’s the dance coach!” Tabitha said.
I couldn’t hear what the lady was saying but Tabitha wasn’t freaking out, she was just giving short answers and ended with, “I’ll be there…I promise.” She disconnected the call, “I’m so glad she’s nice. She just wanted to let me know that if I needed somebody to talk to, that I could call her and reminded me that our first game is coming up on Friday.”
Tabitha and Vidalia hugged each other once we got out of the pickup, I moved in to hug Drake and Vidalia pushed me away, “Freak, stay off my man!”
Inside, Tabitha stripped out of her clothes and climbed into bed. I stripped down naked and climbed under the covers with her. I kissed her then pulled her into my chest. “What if Kevin and mom freak out about us being together?” She asked.
“I…I really don’t think they will. We’re just going to have sit down and be honest with them.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” I replied.
That night we fell asleep wrapped around each other, unsure of how things would go when we went home.
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I pulled into the driveway and parked, Tabitha was a nervous wreck and looked like she was about to be sick. I grabbed her hand, “Hey…look at me.” I said and kissed her hand.
“Vance…they’re going to freak out.” Her eyes filled with tears.
“No they won’t. Come on.” I got out of the pickup and so did she. I met her in front of the pickup and held my hand out to her. She hesitated to take it so I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the house.
Dad and Claire were sitting in the living room watching a morning game show. Dad looked up and did a double take, “Vance—Tabitha!” He said with a joyful smile and stood up. Claire jumped up from the couch and ran straight over to us.
“My baby girl!” She hugged Tabitha. “Look at you!” She said and held her back by her shoulders.
“Wait…” dad narrowed his eyes at me. “First question is; where the hells Vi and the second question is; why are you two not in school and here…together?”
“Well,” I took my hat off and pushed my hand through my hair before putting my hat back on. “We kinda need to talk to you guys.” I finished.
“You need a damn hair cut!” Dad said with a laugh.
Claire interrupted him, “What’s wrong? Is Vi okay?”
I nodded my head, “Let’s go sit down.” I grabbed Tabitha’s hand and led her into the living room and sat down on the couch…never letting go of her hand. Dad noticed right away and didn’t bother sitting down. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest and stared at us. I took a deep breath, “Tabitha and I are dating.” I told him and looked at Claire.
“Oh! Oh my!” Claire said and sat down on the love seat. “But your brother and sister.”
I shook my head, “Step—brother and sister. I love her…”
“I love him!” Tabitha interrupted. “He makes me happy and makes me smile. I need him or I don’t feel complete.”
Dad stood there blinking, “Well, you two are old enough to make that decision. We can’t stop you. It’s kinda strange but…” He shrugged a shoulder and sat down next to Claire. “You drove all the way here to tell us that?”
I shook my head, “Nope. I’ll let Tabit
ha tell you the other part.”
“If she’s pregnant, I’m taking you outside and whooping your ass.” Dad replied.
Before him or Claire had heart failure thinking they were going to be grandparents, Tabitha told them everything about Morgan and Naomi.
They both sat there staring at her like she had just sprouted a second head. I snapped my fingers in front of their faces. Dad blinked and looked at me, “Fuck.” He muttered and lowered his head.
Claire started crying, “I…I don’t even know what to say. Do his parents know about the baby?”
“No, Naomi didn’t tell them.” Tabitha answered.
“She can’t do that…I don’t think.” Dad replied.
“Our question is, do we tell his parents?” I asked.
“Hell yes you do! Their only boy has offspring out there somewhere, they have every right to know their grandchild.” Dad said.
“You need to talk to his parents. We’ll go with you!” Claire stood up from the couch.
“Right now?” Tabitha asked. Her eyes were big and her hand started shaking in mine.
“Yes, right now!” Dad stood from the couch.
On the drive to their house Tabitha was a nervous wreck, and to be honest, I wasn’t sure what the hell was going to happen.
I pulled into their driveway behind dad and Claire. Katherine walked out onto the porch. “Well look who is here!” she smiled big. Richard walked out, he was an older version of Morgan. Tabitha tightened her hand around mine. “Come inside!” Katherine motioned at us.
“What are ya’ll up to?” Richard asked after hugging Tabitha and I.
“I…we need to talk to you guys.” Tabitha stuttered out.
“Well, okay. What’s goin on?” Richard said.
Tabitha looked at me, I nodded my head for her to tell them.
By the time she was done telling them the story, Katherine was ghost white and Richard looked like he was about to faint. The room was silent, only the click of the second hand on the clock filled the silence. “I…” Katherine couldn’t even talk because she burst into tears. Richard put his arm around her and began to cry. Tabitha was crying and so was Claire.
Richard wiped his eyes, “I want to meet my granddaughter! We had no idea. Morgan, he uh, mentioned meeting a girl but never did elaborate on the fact that he was seeing somebody. I’m so sorry, Tabitha.” He walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. “I’m so god damn sorry.” He cried.
“Can you please call Naomi? I want the birthing information.” Katherine asked.
Tabitha pulled away from Richard, “I’ll try.” She pulled her phone out and dialed a number.
“Courtney, is Naomi around by any chance?”
A few second later she sat down and placed her cell phone on the coffee table with the speakerphone on. Naomi’s voice filled the silent room.
“Hello?”
“Naomi, this is Tabitha. I’m at Morgan’s parents house…”
“Please don’t hang up! Please!” Katherine begged.
“Oh my god!” Naomi gasped into the phone.
“Young lady, I’m his dad Richard. I think that you know as well as we all do that you owe us an explanation. But right now all we want is for you to give us as much information as possible so we can try and get in contact with the adoptive parents.” His voice didn’t falter and it held his usual stern tone.
Without hesitation, Naomi gave every single detail to them. “I’m not a horrible person, I promise. I…I was scared and didn’t know what to do. All I knew was that I wasn’t ready to be a mom, and after Morgan died I felt like a piece of me died with him. My parents wouldn’t even consider taking the baby in so I could continue school. Please don’t hate me. I’m sorry that I didn’t contact you, I was afraid that you guys would hate me for hurting Tabitha.” Naomi’s voice broke and she started crying. “I’m so sorry! Please…please don’t hate me.”
“We just want to meet our grandbaby.” Katherine told her. “Thank you.” She reached to the coffee table and ended the call.
Over the next hour Katherine talked to their attorney, and within that short amount of time he was able to find the parents and get in contact with them. We stayed a little while longer, and then Tabitha said she was ready to go home.
Richard pulled her into a hug, “You have a good man there beside you, he’ll…he’ll never break your heart.” He said to her and kissed the top of her head. When he pulled me in for a hug he whispered, “Please make sure she’s okay. Don’t ever stop loving her.”
I nodded my head and hugged Katherine before we left.
When we got back to the house, we were both exhausted so we went to my bedroom and laid down in bed. “There will be no hanky-panky in this house!” Dad yelled up the stairs. Tabitha and I both laughed before drifting off to sleep.
Chapter 25
“I don’t want you to leave.” I told Vance when he put his pickup in Park. We had arrived back at WU and the thought of not seeing him again for weeks made my stomach knot up.
“I don’t want to leave, but we can’t miss any more school.” He said.
We both slowly got out of his pickup and started toward my building. I didn’t want to be here anymore, this place was full of nothing but heartache. “I’m going to try and transfer to your college.” I blurted.
He stopped walking, “Seriously?”
I nodded my head, “I can’t be here, I can’t be away from you. I miss Vidalia too.”
Vance smiled at me, “You really want to see me every day?”
“Maybe not everyday…”
He laughed, “Talk to the dean and see what can be done. I’m sure it won’t be a problem, lord knows I wouldn’t be able to stay here either.”
“You better leave or I won’t let you go.” I said and tears formed in my eyes.
“I’ll call you as soon as I get there. Go hang out with your friends and relax. I love you.” He bent his head and kissed me.
“I love you—so much.” I said and wiped a tear away.
I watched him get in his pickup and leave.
Inside some of the dance team was sitting in the lounge watching TV. I walked in and Courtney jumped up from the couch. “FINALLY, we were starting to think you weren’t coming back!” She pulled me into a hug.
I smiled weakly and sat down beside her, “I…I’m going to try and transfer to the same college Vance is at. I—I can’t stay here.”
She put her arm around me and rest her head against mine, “I don’t want you to leave but I totally understand. I’m sure coach will give you an excellent recommendation letter.”
Early the next morning I walked into the office and asked to talk to the dean. After waiting about twenty minutes he opened his door and smiled at me, “Come on in, Tabitha.” I smiled at him and went into the office. “What can I help you with?” I gave him the entire story and waited as he processed everything. “Well, I’m very sorry to hear that things have been so hard for you. I have no problem at all releasing all your scholarships and records to Mason University. You need to be somewhere that you’re happy and can focus on school without worrying about the past.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you so much!”
He smiled at me, “I’ll have your stuff sent to Mason by this time tomorrow morning…or is that too soon?”
It meant that I wouldn’t be dancing on Friday but I could handle that. “That’s great…Thank you, again.”
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6 Months Later
“No, not like that! Flip your head over…gah you’re such a blonde!” Vidalia said and rolled her eyes at Vance.
“I’m gonna look stupid with a god damn pony tail!” He argued.
“Vance, shut up, it’s about the length of my ring finger…and you totally rock the long hair.” I told him.
“Ouch!” He rubbed the back of his neck, “Must you pull my fuckin’ baby hairs?” He pushed Vidalia away. When he stood up and his hair was pulled into a ponytail I bit my
bottom lip.
“Gross, I know that look. I’m leavin’!” Vidalia said and walked out of the bedroom. Drake, Vance, Vidalia and me decided that instead of living on campus that we would rent a big house and share it. We got the second floor to ourselves and they got the main floor.
“I really really do like your long hair and the cropped beard.” I told Vance after Vidalia walked out.
“You just like pullin’ on it, ‘Oh god…yes yes Vance’!” His voice went up an octave. He walked toward me, “We don’t have enough time for me to wipe that, come fuck me, look off your face. We’ve gotta get home and get ready for the wedding. But what you do to me on the way there is totally up to you.” He said with grin.
Kevin and mom were finally getting married, with everything that had happened and us kids leaving for college they kept pushing their wedding back. It was also going to be the first time that we all got to meet Morgan’s daughter. Her adopted parents were hesitant at first about letting Katherine and Richard meet her, in fear that they were going to try and fight for custody.
I put my arms around Vance’s neck, “Are you ever going to be done growing? You’re like six three now.”
He wiggled his eyebrows, “You don’t complain when other parts of me grow.”
“You have a one track mind, Vance!”
He kissed me then stepped away, “I’ll start taking our bags out to the pickup. You lock everything up. Vi and Drake are gonna meet us there.”
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“You couldn’t even cut your hair for this? Took you kids long enough to get here. Vi and Drake have been here for almost an hour.” Kevin said with a laugh as he hugged Vance.
The drive home took longer than usual, because, we may or may not have had to pull over a couple of times because we are both sex fiends that can’t keep our hands off of each other.
“There’s my baby girl!” Mom running toward me snapped me out of my thoughts.
I hugged her, “You’re not suppose to see the groom, mom.”
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