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by Simone Rivers


  As I crawl up her body, I let my cock nudge against her cunt until I start to slip inside. That hot fire runs through her again and her nipples pucker up, pointing into my chest. As I get even with her face and my cock pushes all the way home, I lay a soft kiss on her lips.

  She doesn’t open her eyes but smiles against my lips. Her arms come up, wrapping around my neck to pull me closer.

  A groan full of male lust comes roaring out of me. I grip her shoulders and start thrusting with my hips as hard as I can. My body has gone too long now without release and is taking over.

  I lean back, still holding her shoulder with one hand so I can watch her gorgeous tits bouncing. She twists under me, getting her legs open wider and lifting them with her hands on her thighs. I hear a ragged gasp coming out through my clenched teeth, and my cock starts to shudder. As it blows, jerking and spurting, I collapse on top of her, feeling my sweat dripping from my hairline and my entire body ringing with nervous tingles.

  After a few mindless, numb seconds, I slip off her and lie beside her, wrapping an arm around her. She snuggles into me and we lay, chest to chest. My breathing begins to settle, and her little sighs are perfectly contented.

  After only a few minutes, she starts running her hands over my skin. I look at her quiet, relaxed face and whisper to her.

  “Are you not done, woman? You’re a hotbed of lust that’s going to burn me up.”

  “I hope so.” She whispers, wetting her lips and kissing me, our tongues falling into each other as our mouth devour.

  She pulls away from the kiss, starting to trail her way down my body with hands and mouth. She pushes me onto my back and crawls between my legs, gripping my thighs and digging in her fingernails.

  My cock starts to swell immediately. She sits and watches it, drawing her mouth close, teasing, but not touching it until its hard and high, stiff from her attention.

  She leans forward, mouth open, eyes eager. Her tongue flicks out and teases the head. She grabs the base of the shaft and slowly runs her mouth down to the end, moaning the whole way and changing the pressure of her lips to get her tongue out around the edges.

  My fingers are starting to dig into the floor as she wraps her lips around me even tighter. She grabs my hips hard and starts bobbing her head up and down as fast as she can, making me gasp and shake every time the hot swollen head strokes the back of her throat.

  Just when I can’t take anymore, she slows down, holding my cock tight with one hand so she can trail her tongue around the edge. She alternates between licking and sucking, sending waves of pleasure through my limbs and shocks through my bones.

  Helpless, caught and paralyzed by arousal I look down at her. She grins at me slyly, licking around the head of my cock and her eyes so satisfied and contented I fall in love all over again.

  It looks like she’s in the mood to take her time, and I am in no mood to dissuade her.

  37

  Jane

  After our marathon, we both dozed in each other’s arms. I eventually awake to see Riker looking at me with so much affection I feel a lump in my throat.

  “Morning hon.” He makes a show of checking his watch, “Well, more like early evening.” He leans in and holds me tightly, pressing a kiss to my hair, and I hear him inhale deeply.

  I smile to myself, seems that Riker likes the coconut too.

  “Jane, I want to do something for you. Properly. Sort of.” His cheeks redden and I can’t help but reach out a hand to him. Holding his cheek and brushing a thumb over his stubble. As I do, he catches it in his own and presses a kiss to it.

  “What is it?” I know I must look a sight. I’m still blissed out, my hair is curling and frizzing everywhere, and I’m very confused as he helps me to sit up. He just smiles at me and any anxiety I have about him just slips away. He’s here and he’s staying.

  I don’t know how right I am as he tugs me to the end of the bed and settles on one knee. He takes my hand, and I see he’s stolen the engagement ring at some point while I was asleep. The sapphire almost glows as the diamonds sparkle around it, and my heart is racing again though in my head I’m just giggling like a teen. What is this, the theoretical third proposal? Once that never happened, a photo op proposal, and now this one? Despite myself, I feel tears prickling at my eyes.

  “Jane. You’ve put up with a lot over the past couple of months. You helped me when I didn’t think there was anyone who would. You loved me like I have never been loved before. And you trusted me enough to prove to you that I love you more than anything.”

  He’s so serious right now, and I shuffle closer on the bed, pulling the sheet around my shoulders. I just want to jab him in the shoulder to make him lighten up, but I know I won’t get him like this very often and it’s honestly incredibly sweet.

  Riker must see some of what I’m thinking on my face because he gives me a hound dog smile and kisses my hand, adding onto his proposal in a harsh stage whisper. “Also, you’re so fucking sexy and beautiful, and I love your tits and your ass and fuck me, Jane, you’re perfect.”

  Laughing delightedly, I do shove his shoulder gently, encouraging him to get back on track. “Come on, what about doing this properly?”

  “Right,” he nods, and suddenly he’s serious again. “Jane Gordan. Will you marry me? For real?”

  I feel as though my cheeks could burst from the spread of my smile, and I nod vigorously, not trusting myself with words for another moment. “Yes, yes, of course. For real.”

  His own grin seems to brighten the room, and he slips the ring back onto my finger, standing suddenly and tackling me back onto the bed. “Fuck yeah! I love you, I love you, I love you—” he punctuates each statement with a sloppy kiss over my face, only sometimes landing on my lips.

  I’m shrieking and giggling and flailing, and I can’t remember a time that I’ve been happier than I am right at that moment. “Riker! Riker, stop! I love you too, you idiot! Get off me, we have to tell Nia!”

  He freezes, and for a moment I worry that I’ve flailed into something tender, but he just pulls back and blinks at me. “Nia. Oh my god. I’m… I’m going to have a daughter!” The realization strikes him dumb, and he just sits back on his haunches, stunned. “Holy shit.”

  I don’t even have a chance to worry because he’s back, grinning and laughing and hugging me. When I finally get him to look at me, his eyes are shining with tears of joy, and that gets me started as well. Pulling him close, I squeeze him in a tight hug and whisper in his ear. “You’re going to be a terrible father figure…” I let it dangle for a moment then pull back to smile at him. “But you’re going to love getting better. And I think Nia will too.”

  It only takes us a few minutes to get cleaned up and company ready. I text Mrs. Bennet to send Nia back home, and Riker and I wait on the couch for her. His arm is around my shoulder and I’m leaning into him, resting comfortably. There’s a light, little tapping at the door and Nia peeks her face through the small opening, looking very sneakily to see what’s happening.

  “Come on in, baby,” I call to her, and my heart warms at the thought of the news I get

  share.

  She scampers in and hops up onto the couch next to me, more in my lap than not, and I hug her to my chest. After a few seconds, she digs her way out of my arms and looks at us both with a frightening amount of intelligence for a girl her age. I think she’s going to ask something, but instead, she just watches us both, and I feel Riker tense slightly beside me. Putting a hand on his thigh, I cup Nia’s cheek.

  “I’ve got some good news, baby.” I shift so I’m facing her completely and move to hold her hands. Dipping down to look her in the eyes, I smile at her. “Riker asked me to marry him. And I said yes. Do you understand what that means?”

  A look of confusion passes across her round face, and I brush a curl of hair from her forehead. She narrows her eyes at me and points at Riker. “Didn’t he already do that?”

  Riker lets out a loud belly laugh and h
ugs me from behind, speaking to Nia over my shoulder. “I did. You are absolutely right. But this time it was just for her and me. And you. If that’s okay?”

  I don’t think Nia would have caught the undertone of worry in his deep voice, but I do and I turn my head to press a kiss to his cheek.

  Nia holds her skeptical look for a moment longer, then her face splits into a wide grin. “Riker’s going to be my daddy!” She doesn’t give me any chance to prepare before she dives across my lap at Riker with the careless enthusiasm of someone who has yet to injure themselves doing such things.

  “Oof!” I double over, laughing, rubbing her shoulders and back as she entangles herself into Riker’s arms.

  He’s staring at me, wide-eyed and smiling, over Nia’s shoulder, his arms looking so large wrapped around her body. I watch him drop his chin into her hair and close his eyes as he breathes in.

  Riker is so soft around her, and maybe it’s because I’m exhausted from frankly ridiculously good sex, or maybe it’s because I was just proposed to, or maybe it’s just because it’s Riker and Nia, but I can’t help the tears falling down my face. I’m quick to wipe it away and I lean over, sandwiching my beautiful daughter.

  A few minutes pass before we all get settled on the couch, comfortable with Nia’s head on Riker’s chest and her legs and feet in my lap. She yawns and I know she won’t be awake much longer, but she’s got that look in her eye again.

  “Hey mommy?”

  I tickle her feet. “Yeah baby?”

  She devolves into giggles for a moment then tugs her feet out of my reach. She sits up as much as she’s able and tilts her head back to look at Riker. “This means there’s going to be a wedding, right?”

  I reach over and take Riker’s hand with mine, admiring the ring on my finger. I nod and wait because I know that wasn’t the question. “Mm-hmm.”

  Nia’s eyes light with a manic enthusiasm. I raise my eyebrows at Riker who shrugs. He’s not quite ready for whatever this is.

  She leans in and puts her hands on my cheeks and her forehead against my forehead. Her eyes lock on mine and she whispers intently…

  “Does that mean I get to be a flower girl?”

  38

  Nia

  I sit on a chair while Mommy fixes the buttons on my dress. I can’t sit still or quietly, I’m so excited for today. Mommy and Riker are getting married! I’m gonna have a dad! We’re gonna be a family! How can I not sit still? I can’t control my excitement! I kick my legs a little in the air and I squeal with delight.

  “Someone’s happy,” Mommy chuckles.

  “Of course!” I state.

  When Mommy finishes, I hop off and spin myself around. My white and blue dress flies when I jump, and the ribbons on my sleeves and waist fly too. My dress is big and puffy, I look like a snowman, but I’m a cute snowman. Mommy then adds a little tiara on my head and I squeal with joy in the mirror.

  “I’m a princess! I’m a princess!” I exclaim, throwing out my arms.

  “Yes, you are a princess.” Mommy kisses my forehead and I smile really wide.

  Mommy picks up a basket that’s filled with flower petals and hands it to me.

  “Now, do you remember what you’re supposed to do at the ceremony?”

  “I’m supposed to throw flower petals when I walk down the aisle,” I state as I shuffle my feet. I’m wearing white sparkly shoes.

  “Yes, that’s right.” Mommy pats my head and I giggle.

  “Can I keep any of the petals?” I ask as I swing the basket around. I’m careful not to drop any petals.

  “If there’s any left, of course,” Mommy says, and I giggle again.

  “Great!” I spin around in my dress again. It’s so much fun.

  “Nia, sweetie, don’t spin too much. You don’t want to get dizzy.”

  “Okay!”

  I stop my spins and face Mommy. She’s in a long, sparkly dress that has flowers on it. My dress has flowers too, but hers have more details. Mommy is also wearing a tiara, so that makes her a princess too. We’re both princesses! Mommy’s wearing a lot of nice jewelry too. They sparkle so brightly.

  “You’re so pretty, Mommy,” I tell her.

  “You’re pretty too,” Mommy says.

  “Are you excited?”

  “Of course I am.”

  “Has Riker seen you in that dress yet?”

  “Not yet, but he will when I walk down the aisle.”

  “Oh,” I say, “I can’t wait to see the look on his face. He’ll think you’re the prettiest person in the world.”

  Mommy chuckles. “I’m sure he already thinks so.”

  I chuckle too, and Mommy bends down to hug me. She gives me such wonderful hugs, I don’t want to let go.

  “Thank you, Nia,” Mommy tells me.

  “For what?”

  “For making me so happy.”

  “You make me happy, too, mommy.”

  Mommy tightens the hug. “Good. I’m glad.”

  A bit later that day, we go to a very big church in the city. It’s probably the biggest I’ve been too. There are a lot of people crowded in and outside the place. It’s almost hard to move around, but Mommy and her friends make sure I don’t get lost. I don't think I’ve ever seen such a huge crowd of people before. It makes me a bit nervous, but Mommy tells me it’s going to be fine.

  Everywhere I look, there are tons of people. Some hold up pictures of Mommy and Riker, while others hold up cameras. They shout happily, congratulating Mommy and Riker, or have tears running down their faces. Everyone is just so happy, it makes me feel happy too, but I still feel a bit nervous.

  When the ceremony starts and it’s my time to walk down the aisle, I toss the flower petals in the air and smile to everyone. Everyone smiles back at me, and photographers are everywhere taking my picture. Getting all this attention really does make me feel like a princess. I’m not so nervous as I was before, so I keep on smiling and tossing petals in the air.

  Soon I get to the altar where Riker and some of his friends stand. They’re all dressed nicely, especially Riker. He gives me a warm smile, and I smile back to him. I want to go up and hug him, but that would be rude of me. So, I stand there next to some of Mommy’s friends and wait for Mommy to arrive.

  When Mommy does arrive, beautiful music starts playing. Everyone stands up and turn their attention to her. Photographers are going crazy, and people are complementing the dress in whispers. Mommy wears a white veil that covers her face, and she walks slowly down the aisle. Maybe she’s nervous? But what’s there to be nervous about? She’s getting married!

  I turn to see Riker smiling. He looks so happy. There are even some tears in his eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a guy cry before. Well, I’ve seen boys cry in the playground when they fall or get hit in the face with a ball, but I’ve never seen a grown man cry before. It’s sweet knowing that Riker cares for Mommy so much.

  When Mommy gets to the altar, she comes face to face with Riker. Riker pulls over the veil, and I hear him gasp lightly when he sees Mommy’s face. The look that they give each other is so sweet, it makes me want to spin around.

  They don’t stop looking at each other while the ceremony continues. When they finally do kiss in the end, everyone claps and so do I. I jump up and spin around, but not so much that I get dizzy. Everyone throws petals in the air as Mommy and Riker exit the church hand and hand. They look so happy, and I’m so happy too. I have a dad now.

  After the ceremony, there’s a huge party on top of a building. It’s if the whole city is here. People are dancing to loud music and eating delicious food, and of course there are tons of people taking photos. I can’t recall a moment that anyone wasn’t. I don’t mind at all as long as we are having fun, and we definitely are.

  Mommy and Riker are having the most fun. They are smiling and laughing, and at one moment, Riker picks me up and spins me around in his arms.

  “Don’t spin her too fast,” Mommy tells Riker.

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�I wasn’t spinning her too fast,” Riker says.

  “Yes, you were.”

  “It’s fine!” I tell Mommy.

  Mommy sighs but Riker wraps his arms around her, giving her a little kiss.

  “You worry too much, dear,” Riker says.

  “Mmm.” Mommy shrugs and takes me into her arms this time. Riker hugs the both of us and he kisses us both on the forehead.

  We’re one happy family now.

  Thanks for reading! If you liked Riker & Jane’s story, there are more books in this series.

  Find them all on my Amazon Author Page.

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