Summer Fling

by Izzy Slam

  I see the light streaks down her face from the trail of tears. And the beginnings of a smile.

  “You’re not upset?” she asks.

  “Upset that you’re pregnant? Hell no, baby. I’m over the moon elated. And yes, I said over the moon because that’s how fucking happy I am.”

  She laugh-cries and hugs me tightly again.

  “I’m only upset that you struggled with this for more than a second. I wish you would have told me.”

  “I know that now,” she says. “But …”

  “But what?” I cup her cheeks and kiss her several times.

  “What about Autumn. She’ll never forgive me.”

  I shake my head. “Don’t you worry about that. I’ll explain everything. She’ll come around if she gets upset, which I don’t think she will.”

  “You sure are sure about a lot of things.”

  “I sure am. You know what else I’m sure about?”

  “No.”

  I lift her ass and push her further down the bed, causing laughter to erupt from her throat. She falls backwards, and I push her shirt up, planting kisses along her stomach, a trail of them that leads up to her beautiful face. And I probe her mouth with my tongue, aching to tongue her somewhere else.

  “I’m sure about how much I love you,” I finally tell her.

  She runs her fingers through my hair and her eyes dance over my face. Fuck, I’m getting hard from the way she looks at me. And the fact that my baby is inside of her tummy.

  “I love you too, Max. So damn much. I don’t know what the future holds, but I do know I want you in it.”

  “Good,” I rumble, kneading her breast in my hand. “Because I want you in it, too. You and our baby. Forever.”

  She bites her lip as I make another trail down her front, this time peeling her shorts down her legs and burying my face in her slick folds.

  Her whimpers turn to moans as I slide my tongue all over her lips, then start to softly flick her clit.

  “Oh Daddy,” she says in her little feminine growly voice that I’ve come to love.

  I growl back, tugging her clit past my lips as her legs splay even further. I feel her entire body hum as I bring her to orgasm, flicking her clit and gently finger fucking her pussy. I start to go deep with three fingers but I stop. Christ, I’m already worried about hurting the baby.

  As long as I bring Sutton pleasure, that’s all that matters.

  Neither one of us sleep much that night. We’re charged up on the news, and Sutton is weepy off and on, wishing she could share the joy that she feels with her parents. It hurts to see her like this, but I tell her that in time, she’ll learn to compartmentalize it, to make peace with the pain. She’ll always miss them, but those memories stay seared in your heart and become a part of you. And you pass those memories and that love on to your kids.

  She doesn’t know what to do about college either, but I tell her that’s a wrinkle that can be ironed out in time. We have several community colleges close by, and one fairly large university less than an hour away.

  She’s also worried about telling Autumn. Truth be told, I am too. Which is why we decided not to pussy-foot around with giving her the news.

  I’m marinating the steaks while Sutton and Autumn are on the back patio, laughing just like two teenagers who are best friends should laugh. I thank whatever force brought us together, wishing it hadn’t happened under the current circumstances. But I’m fucking nuts for this girl, and now she’s adding to my family. How could I not love her even more?

  I take the steaks outside and put them on the grill, and Autumn comes up and hugs me from behind. “I’m so glad to be home, even if it is for only three days. I will never, ever take you for granted again, Dad.”

  I smile but she can’t see it. “That’s good to hear. And I’m going to hold you to it when I give you the news.”

  I turn around and her smile fades. “What happened?”

  I glance at Sutton and she clasps her hands softly in her lap.

  “Oh, I know. You met someone. You old dog, you.” Autumn jokingly punches me in the arm. “It’s about time you met someone. Who is it?”

  I clear my throat and raise my eyebrows, flicking my eyes behind her to the love of my life.

  It takes her a second, but she gradually swivels her head around, and her mouth falls open as she points to her best friend.

  “You’re joking me, right?”

  I shake my head, and Sutton plunks her feet on the ground. “Autumn, don’t be mad at him. Be mad at me.”

  “No. Don’t listen to her.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, and Autumn furrows her brow.

  “Who said I was mad?” she finally says.

  Sutton stands up, approaching my daughter with caution. “So, you’re okay with this?”

  “It’s a little weird, I’ll admit. But I understand.”

  It feels like a weight has been lifted from my chest. But it’s not over yet.

  “There’s more, sweetheart.” I can see Sutton tense up and practically hold her breath. “Sutton is pregnant. We’re having a baby. And before you get upset, please know how much I love you and really want your support with this.”

  The corner of her mouth lifts in a smile. “I love you too, Dad.” She turns her attention over to Sutton. “You’re pregnant. For reals?”

  Sutton scrunches up her nose and nods. “Yep. For reals.”

  When my daughter delicately covers Sutton’s belly with her hands, I’m flooded with happiness. And when they hug, I join the embrace.

  “I’m gonna have a sister,” Autumn says.

  “Or a brother,” Sutton adds.

  Autumn shakes her head. “Huh-uh. You better give us a girl so it will always be three against one.”

  We all burst into laughter.

  This is better than I ever could have hoped for.

  We spend the next three days bonding and coming up with possible baby names and staying up late watching the sun set over the lake while roasting marshmallows. Autumn seems okay with the little bit of PDA that Sutton and I have, but we do keep it pretty tame compared to the way it’s been over the last two weeks.

  And I make the most of every moment because saying goodbye to my daughter several days later throws me for a loop, knowing that the next time I see her we’ll have this little bundle of joy.

  Sutton picks up on my mood while I’m entering data in a spreadsheet that night. She climbs in my lap and wraps her body around me.

  “Hey, mister. You may not know this, but pregnant women have an intense sex drive.”

  I rub my chin. “Hmm, seems I’ve heard that before.”

  She pulls off her shirt, revealing her breasts and those delicious cherry colored nipples. My dick instantly bumps against the warmth between her legs, hardening with need.

  “So what are you going to do about it?” she teases.

  I cup her ass and flick my tongue on both her nipples, making her hiss. “I’m going to take you to bed and devour every inch of your body.”

  “Mm, good answer, Daddy. Good answer.”

  Epilogue

  If you would have told me a few years ago what my life circumstances would look like today, I wouldn’t have believed you. It’s been one crazy ride, but one I wouldn’t change for the world. Well, except for one major detail, that being my parents. If they were still here, they would certainly stumble in love with their beautiful granddaughter.

  Melissa—named after my mom—runs in circles around the swing set Max built for her birthday several days ago, giggling as she looks up with bright blue eyes at all the balloons tied to the crossbeams. At two years of age, Melissa runs around a lot. She looks just like her dad, but he says she has my personality. So I guess she inherited the best of both worlds. He chases her around the swing set, making his goofy Mr. Squiggles face at her which makes me laugh too.

  I’m currently juggling art design school with being a mother to the sweetest little girl, and a wife to the most amazing man I
could ever wish for. And as he comes up behind me and wraps his loving arms around my waist, I’m reminded of all that I have.

  “I think she likes her birthday present.”

  “I think you’re right.”

  He chuckles and kisses my neck, sinking his teeth into my flesh in his not-so-subtle way. “I know this birthday party is going to happen in less than an hour, but I really can’t wait to get you alone later. I have many dirty things to do to you.”

  His hands slide up my shirt, teasing the lower swell of my breast. I turn around and hug his neck. “Careful, there. Your other daughter will be here any minute.”

  His eyes flicker and I hear a low growl shiver up his throat. “Good. Maybe she can give us a little break.”

  “What did you have in mind?” I ask, sliding my hands up his chest.

  “I’d rather show you than tell you.”

  Autumn shows up just then, sliding the door to the back patio open. “Sheesh you two, get a room.”

  After setting three large presents on the gift table, Autumn comes over and gives me a hug. She was in Africa longer than expected, just returning six months ago. She’s been home a few times for short visits, but since she missed most of the first year and a half of her sister’s life, she moved out here and got a full-time job, then rented a house on the lake less than a mile from us. We see each other all the time, and she even watches Melissa if Max is working during one of my classes.

  “How’s the mama doing today?”

  “Good. Can’t believe she’s already two.”

  “She is shooting up like a weed. And what about you, Dad? You ready to say hello to the terrible twos?”

  Max chuckles as he hugs his daughter. “I think we said hello to the terrible twos about eight months ago.”

  Autumn pulls a face and shakes her head. “Darn kids nowadays. They’re just starting everything earlier and earlier.”

  “Sissy!!” Melissa squeals as she comes running over to see her big sister, and Max and I step aside, watching as Autumn gets dragged to the new swingset, oooh’ing and ahhhhh’ing at every little detail.

  Max pulls me to his side, letting his hand wander down and cup my ass. I jerk and let out a laugh.

  “Hey!” he calls out to Autumn. “You mind watching her for a few? I have something I want to give Sutton.”

  She nods and waves us on. “Go for it!”

  Max takes me by the hand and tugs me inside the cabin. He points his intense blue eyes at me and lets his hands roam over the few curves I’ve added since our daughter was born. “Have I told you lately how unbelievably sexy you are?”

  “Mm, not today I don’t think.”

  He lifts me off the floor and carries me down the hall with my arms and legs wrapped around his body. “Well, I’m about to give you a not-so-gentle reminder.”

  Once we’re in our room, he lies me on the bed and shuts the door, twisting the lock and wiggling his eyebrows at me. I can’t help but giggle.

  “One can never be too safe,” he says, whipping off his shirt and making me see stars at how fucking sexy he is.

  “Speaking of safe,” I say, pushing up on my elbows.

  “I know, I know. You’re not ready for another baby just yet.” He whips off his belt and lets his pants hit the floor.

  I scan my eyes over his long muscular legs. “Actually, you’re wrong.”

  He grabs my pants and pulls them down my hips. “Don’t tease me, little girl.”

  “It’s not a tease. I went off the pill this week.”

  He stands up and pulls his underwear down, and I lick my lips as his erection weeps and bobs. “You’re only going to make me harder talking like that.”

  I slink to the floor and grip the base of his shaft, watching the clear fluid drizzle from his slit.

  “It’s true,” I say, flicking my tongue along the underside of his crown. “I’m in the fast-track program at school. And if I get pregnant today, I’ll have my degree right before our next baby is born.”

  Another growl rumbles out as he fists my hair. I suck the head of his shaft in my mouth, feeling the full heat of lust grow in my belly.

  “Oh fuck, baby.”

  He ruts his hips a few times, and I bob my head, sliding a fist up and down his rigid length as I softly cup his heavy balls. I love sucking him, love bringing him pleasure. But Max won’t let me do what I’m doing for very long today because he wants his seed in my tummy. And I do too. Plus, our time is quite limited right now.

  I climb up onto our king size bed and spread my legs for him, knowing he will take me in whatever fashion he wants. And I let out a sigh of pleasure as he nestles his face between my legs.

  “I hope you’re on the fast-track to come, baby. Because I’m desperate to shoot my love for you inside your womb.”

  “Show me what you got.” I put my feet on his shoulders, and he pushes a finger inside of my opening as his tongue explores my folds.

  My chest heaves as he works that finger in and out, searching for that special spot that drives me to the brink in an instant. And I coast at lightning speed to my orgasm as he flits his tongue over my swollen bundle of nerves, biting my lips to avoid screaming in pleasure.

  Every time with him is like this. Every. Single. Time.

  I never grow tired of the way he feels, or the way I feel with him.

  I’m barely catching my breath when he mounts me, sliding his length inside of me, steady and deep and with a purpose.

  I cling to him as his voice rumbles in my ear, my heart and body swelling with each thrust. He goes deeper, then pushes up on his arms, and he regards me with such love I feel a warm rush of flutters through my chest.

  “I never tire of looking at you, baby. But damn it, I need you to wrap those legs around me so I can fill you up.”

  I run my hands down his flexed shoulders, feeling their hardness against my skin. Then I hook my ankles at his back as he lowers his body to mine once again.

  And I’m drowning in all the best emotions as he fucks me hard, then empties inside of me, his thick, warm seed filling me up.

  We lie still for only a few minutes when I remind him that our home will be filled with family and friends soon. My aunt and uncle being among them.

  “I know we need to get dressed,” he says, running his hands down my front and ultimately cupping between my legs as he looks at my body with longing. “I just want a few minutes to enjoy the love of my life.”

  I brush my hands over his handsome face and pull his gaze to mine. I feel lost in his blue eyes. “You’ve got me for the rest of your life. I hope you’re good with that.”

  “Nope. I want more.”

  “Don’t be greedy now,” I joke.

  “Oh, that’s it. Now you’ve done it.” And just like that, he’s on his knees in front of me, prying my legs apart as his length begins to grow again. “I will be greedy, and I’ll be greedy anytime I want. You belong to me, and don’t you ever forget that.”

  I smile. This is the man I fell in love with. The man who started out as just a fling as I was trying to heal.

  And now, I belong to him. We belong to each other.

  “I’ll never forget, Daddy. Never.”

  The End

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