The Life She Couldn't See

by ChaShiree M.

  “Mmmm.” I moan watching him stroke it over and over as my fingers run lightly through the stickiness from my own need. When his cock begins to spit over the top his movements become slick and wet. I can feel my own arousal dripping out the entrance that will welcome him.

  “Colton.” The anticipation is slowly killing me. I must admit, him watching me and stroking himself is so hot and dirty.

  “Yes baby. What can I do for you?” He knows the answer, but he wants me to get dirty with him.

  “Come over her please and make me scream from the pain.” The hiss that comes from him, as he halts in his steps has pride washing over me. I know I have shocked him, and it feels damn good to be bad for once. This is the perfect distraction.

  “Fuck. Kea. Don’t say shit like that to me.”

  Feeling a bit braver, I slid my hands once again down towards the place I need him most. Staring at him the whole time I am doing it, my nipples harden the moment his jaw tenses. When I reach the apex of my legs, my hands find their destination and at the slightest touch of my fingers to my clit my back jackknifes off the bed amidst the moan I release.

  Faster than a Panther pouncing on his new meal, Colt is standing over me with my wrist in his hand and my finger in his mouth.

  “Mmmmm...who told you you could touch my pussy. This no longer belongs to you baby. Grab your legs behind the knees and lift them to your ears. I was going to be gentle and work you up, but you pushed and pushed and unleashed. You want to tease the beast. Now it's time to face the consequences.”

  Finally.

  Chapter 13

  COLTON

  Shit. Fuck. God damn it.

  I have been itching to finally get my dick in her pussy and make her mine since the moment we met. I never thought it would be like this. I have residual feelings about it happening so soon after her sister being taken. But when your woman looks at you and tells you to make her yours, what the fuck else do you do?

  Once her legs are up to her ears and she looks like a fucking offering at the temple, I know I am fucked to do anything other than take what is rightfully mine. With my cock slick and harder than concrete, I stroke him up and down her pussy making sure to hit her clit over and over. I may not have the patience to drink from my favorite faucet right now, but I sure as hell can still, I make sure my baby is wet. When I finally see the pooling of her desire right at the opening of her pussy, I know it's time.

  “Look at me little Kea. I want to see your face when I breach your little cave and bust the walls around it. It's going to hurt for a second, but I promise I will make it good for you.”

  “It’s ok Colton. I’m ready.” She says it with so much trust and determination, I want to abandon my mission and kiss her into oblivion. But fuck, I need to be in her at this very moment. That shit of waiting any more is over.

  The head of my cock disappears into her hole. The intake of her breath is like oxygen to me. Hell yeah, my woman can feel me. She is going to feel me everywhere, over and over again. Long after I remove my greedy cock. Adding a bit more to her pussy, my eyes begin to go blurry.

  “FUCK. WHAT. THE. FUCK. Kea. Your fucking pussy is squeezing me so tight baby. I knew it would be like this. SHIT!!!” I don’t mean to yell, but holy fuck I cannot do anything else. She is everything and nothing I have ever felt before. When I add a bit more, she hisses a bit, and I know I have hit her little ribbon waiting to be cut.

  “I’m sorry baby.” Is all I manage before I bust my way through that fucking annoying obstruction and send myself into the cuckoo house for a second. For a moment I lose all sense of time and space. It is not until I hear her shout of pain that I come back.

  “I know baby.” I tell her kissing her all over her face. When I make it to her mouth and she kisses me back, I know she is still with me. “I won’t move until you tell me it’s ok.”

  For fucks sake that better be in a few seconds, because if it takes longer than that I might make an asshole of myself. As it is my arms are barely holding me up. Sweat beading down my face. Every muscle I have is locked into place trying to give her pussy time to acclimate. I continue to kiss and play with her clit until I feel her wiggle a bit beneath me, and moan in her throat.

  “It’s ok Colton. I need you to move now.” Thank fuck.

  “Are you sure?” she nods, continuing to squirm.

  I make my way in and out of her slowly and deliberate. My mouth has yet to leave hers. Kissing her is one of the purest ways I can show her my heart and how much I love her. I haven’t said it yet, and it is not because I don’t want to. She is not ready.

  “Oh. Colton. Move faster. It feels so good.”

  “Yes baby. YOU do feel so good. Better than good my little mama.”

  “Mmmmm…ah, I feel something Colton. It feels...more than just an orgasm.” She barely whispers.

  “That's us baby. All us.”

  Her legs wrapped around my waist, hold me to her. When I pull her ass further down onto my cock, she opens her mouth in a silent scream, and I know then that she was made for me. She is taking every single inch and fucking relishing in it.

  “Oh, shit Colt. I feel weird. I cannot take anymore. But it’s not enough. Oh god.”

  “You can take it baby. It will never be enough. You and me will never be enough but will always be more than enough.” I make the mistake of looking down and seeing the evidence of her virginity on my cock mixed with her cream. I am unchained. My cock pistons in and out of her like a hemi engine, and there is no slowing me down until we have cum. Over and over I hear the smacking of our flesh as my balls hit her asshole. The hard and wet mixed with her screams and moans are a complete pleasure/torture.

  “Ungh ...Colt….it hurts, don’t stop. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me.” Shit! Her dirty little mouth is more than a turn on.

  “NEVER.GOING.TO.FUCKING. STOP. MY PUSSY. This golden pussy is MINE.” I enunciate each word with a thrust until I feel the pressure from my head drain itself into my balls. Knowing I can no longer hold on, her clit becomes my focus.

  “COLTON!!!”

  “It’s ok baby. I got you. Just let go. Cum all over me little Kea.” A few more thrusts and it's like the fourth of July. I swear fireworks and stars are the new decor in the bedroom. We come together with a jumble of growls and shouts.

  “COLTONNNNNNNN ...YESSSSSSSSS!”

  “FUCK BABY. FUCK YES!!!”

  Quaking and shaking together. I am half out of my mind, but I have the roll her on top of me keeping my cock inside of her. Her aftershocks are impressive. A never-ending orgasm. I am pretty shaken up myself. I have never experienced something like that in my life and knowing that it is all because I found the other half of me makes it that more intense.

  When she finally calms down, I raise the cover over both us. We are sweaty and smelling of sex and lust, but I wrap her in my arms and let the smell lull us both to sleep.

  Waking up this morning, I swear everything seems different. She is facing me with her eyes closed and never has she looked more beautiful than in this moment. Restful and satisfied. Without worries and full of hope. I want her to look this peaceful all the time. That is what my end goal is and to always stand between her and anything that could ever take that look from her face. After last night, we are well on our way to getting to the point that I can. She just needs to come around the rest of the way.

  I stare at her for an indeterminable amount of time, not able to tear my eyes away from her. Almost as if she can feel my eyes on her, she begins to stir. There is no way I am able to be this close to her without touching her beautiful body. I move some of the hair off her shoulder and lean down to kiss it.

  “Good morning baby. How do you feel?” The pink shade spreads over her whole body like Scarlett fever. So, fucking cute.

  “I’m good. I feel different, but good.”

  “Good huh. Just good, sexy?” I roll her under me and lick her neck leading up to her earlobe. “You sure you don’t feel a lot more than good bab
y.”

  “Mmmmm ...maybe.” She says as she opens her mouth for me to do my favorite thing now, only second to fucking her.

  “You know what this means, right? You were already mine. But last night upped the ante and cemented the deal. You know that don't you?” She nods her head and licks her lips.

  “Then say it baby. Say, yes Colton. I’m yours.” Her naked state makes it easy for me to kiss my way down her chest, making sure to suck and bite as I go. There is just something so primal about marking her. Even if I am the only one who will see. When I make it to her nipples, I give it one long suck before sinking my teeth into her tits causing her to yelp and arch her back.

  “Say it baby.”

  “Yes. Colton I am yours.”

  Fuck. I outdid myself with that shit. Hearing those words from her sets something urgent off in me, and sleepy time sex is suddenly on the menu.

  After a nice slow lovemaking and some breakfast, then some more of my brand of fun in the shower we get dressed and head out. She needs to go and check on her sisters after the trauma yesterday, and I need to go to the safehouse and check on the progress of everything there. When we make it to Ren and Fae’s, I kiss her and let her know I will pick her up in a few hours.

  Driving to the safehouse, my mind cannot help but be with Kea. Since last night, I have been doing nothing but worrying about her when she is going to be out of my sight. Rec greets me at the door and informs me that Analeiah has already been picked up by her parents. He said it went as good as can be expected.

  “That's good. Anything on either of our three perps?”

  “Fiero was spotted on the lower east side. We have men looking there now. As far as Damien and Lucifer, nothing yet.”

  “Alright. Well you know where to find me.”

  Before going back to Kea, I make a detour to go and visit Pax. I have been so wrapped up in Kea that I haven't touched base with my friends in some time. Plus, I need to speak to someone about Andy. Someone that would understand. He answers the door in typical Pax fashion. Straight to the point.

  “I was wondering when you would make your way here to discuss Andy.”

  “Good to see you too old friend.”

  “So….” I hate it when he plays therapist.

  “So, what?”

  “You came here for something.”

  “Can’t I be here to say hello?”

  “Bullshit. I spoke with Andy. She told me about the other day.”

  “I bet she did. I am sorry I had to do it the way I did, but she was out of line and has been for some time. I just never had a reason to…. until Kea.”

  “Look, I get it. And you’re right, you should have done it long before this. She overstepped and I told her as much when she came to me.”

  “Thanks man.” This is why Pax and I have always been close. He cuts to the chase. No sugar-coating shit.

  “No problem. So, Kea huh. Your future?”

  “Yes. Sooner rather than later. I love her more than I ever thought I could love someone. She makes me feel…. she just makes me feel, Pax. You know how long it has been since I have FELT anything.” I don’t know why admitting that I love her should make me feel emotional, but the constricting of my chest and rush of tingling to my eyes and nose alert me to the fact that I could cry with the weight of my love for her.

  “Well congratulations my friend.”

  ‘Thanks man.”

  We shoot the shit a bit longer and I leave to go get Kea. Once she gets in the car, she tells me about the information her brothers shared regarding grandparents they didn’t know they had. She says that her brothers, sisters, and herself have decided to go there and visit them in a few weeks.

  My inner reaction to this information is visceral and immediate. I want to say NO. Tell her she is not allowed to be anywhere I am not, but the part of me that loves her knows I can’t because she would lose it and I could lose her. So, I smile, nod, and tell her how happy I am for her.

  When we make it home, she immediately gets into the shower. As I get my pjs on her phone rings. On pure instinct I answer it. Especially since I want to know if anyone is calling her and she is not telling me.

  “Hello.”

  “Ah yes. May we speak to Miss Ryan?”

  “I’m sorry she is unavailable. Can I take a message for her?”

  “Yes. This is the NYC adoption agency. Can you inform her we are reminding her of her appointment Wednesday at four to discuss her eligibility to foster and adopt?”

  The numbness spreads over me like a fast-acting disease. The woman I am building my life around is planning a life without me? I don’t know how to feel about this. One thing is for sure, anything in her life, will involve me. Whether she is ready for it or not.

  “I will give her the message.”

  “Thank you.”

  Damn, my woman is a pain in my ass.

  Chapter 14

  KEA

  I have not felt this good in... I don’t think ever. Giving in to my feelings for Colton and giving myself to him last night was the hardest thing I have had to do. Besides facing the fact that I may never see my sister again. Then to wake up with his intense attention and love, makes me feel warm, fuzzy, and very happy.

  Stepping out of the shower, I am startled to find Colt in the bathroom with his arms crossed leaning against the doorframe. The pose would be sexy if his face wasn’t...mad and hurt? What the hell happened now?

  “Colton. What’s wrong?”

  “Is there something you forgot to tell me about the adoption agency, Kea.” How the hell would he know about that? I guess he could read the question on my face.

  “They called your phone and asked me to remind you about your appointment Wednesday at four. What the fuck Kea. When were you going to tell me about this?”

  Right before my eyes my hopes of building a life with him dash. He is angry that I am trying to adopt Cole. That doesn’t bode well for the fact that those are basically the options for any man I am with. This is why I tried to stay away from him.

  “Well, I am sorry if me adopting is an affront to your manhood and all. That not having your own flesh and blood is going to be a problem. But it doesn’t concern you in anyway. And how dare you answer my phone. You have no right to….”

  “What the fuck did you just say to me? You may want to watch the next few words out of your mouth, little Kea. Best you remember I am a real man baby.”

  Gulp.

  For a split second I am scared I have gone too far. His gaze is downright pensive, and I feel an air of danger surrounding me. But, hell no. He answered my phone. I am not the one in the wrong. I swallow my momentary fear and straighten my spine. I am about to say something to him when he advances on me like a striking cobra and pins me to the door.

  “Let’s get one thing straight. I have absolutely no problem with you adopting. We are going to have a family one way or another. My problem is with you not telling me. Like you’re building this whole life that doesn't include me, and baby that will never work.” Guilt assuages me as I listen to his beautiful words. But I don’t want to give in so easily. What would be the fun in that?

  “You still had no right to answer my phone.” My fake anger no match for his thorough knowledge of all things me. I make to turn and move past him when I find myself in the air with a scream poised to leave my mouth. He hoists me over his shoulder and smacks my ass, which makes my pussy sing hallelujah and opens the door to the bedroom. Tossing me on the mattress like I weigh nothing, he falls right on top of me as if thwarting any idea, I might have of rolling off. Next, he rips the towel from around me, kicks his shorts off, and strokes his dick.

  “That is where you are wrong. I have every right as the man who was born to worship, protect, and fuck you every minute of every day.”

  Crap. What can I say to that? Swoon. Suddenly he shifts us, and he is lying against the headboard.

  “Come up here baby and ride me. I have fantasized about you being astride me. Thos
e big fucking tities bouncing in my face, while I make you cum over and over.” Holy shit. My thighs are covered in the evidence that everything out of his mouth is the best kind of filthy. So, I do the only thing I can…. I do as he says.

  “Oh, little Kea. You have no idea how sexy you are right now crawling to me. This one is going to be fast and without all the lovey shit baby. Your smart-ass mouth has brought me to the brink, and I need to feel you right now. To mark myself inside of you so you know everything about you is my right.”

  When I make it to him, he lifts me a bit as he runs his cock back and forth over my clit making me moan and buck for him. Right now, my pussy needs him too.

  “Grab my cock baby and put it inside you. Take it all. No inch left behind.”

  I position him at my entrance. Slowly, I slide down and we let out a combined hiss. I am still tight and tender from last night, but the pain is welcome. It reminds me, I belong to someone. I belong to him.

  “Bounce baby. I want you to have this. I know things in your life have been out of your control, and you have worked hard to rectify that. So, this right here, this is me giving the control to you. But, make no mistake. When it comes to you and me and our life, I am the boss. Not because I want to restrain you. I would never dim the light in you. It is that light that drew me to you in the first place. It is because I want to be the first one through the door and the last one to bed. Always making sure everything is safe and in your best interest. So, if I have to answer the phone to make sure the asshole that trashed your place is not also calling you, I will. You understand?”

  Jesus. His words are the last healing element I need to give my whole self to him. I have no defenses left, and with that feeling comes the most intense, burning, and other worldly sensations traveling through my body. I hope he didn’t expect a response from me.