by Mallory Funk
“Holy fuck, you’re soaked, baby,” I say in a husky voice.
“Oh god. Derek just touch me please. I need…” she says sounding out of breath.
I slide my finger under the thong and it has no resistance as I slide it into her. I don’t know how she fucking feels tighter than I remember, but I sure as fuck am not complaining.
I give her a couple of pumps of my finger and add a second one while my mouth finds her clit through the thin fabric of her thong.
I flick my tongue over her clit and I start moving my fingers faster sliding them in so that I can reach that spot inside her that makes her see stars.
Her hands move to grab the bed underneath her and her back arches in the air. She lets out a moan and says my name in the same breath. I feel her walls clench around my fingers, and her legs are shaking. I slow the movement of my fingers until her orgasm subsides. I move back on my heels and slide her thong off of her.
I kiss my way up her body and, when I make it to her face, she grabs me by the hair and pulls her mouth to mine. She starts moving her hips under me like she’s seeking for my cock. Fuck, she probably is.
I move my hand to fist my cock and place it at her entrance. One long thrust and I’m all the way in. She moans my name and I have to stop moving for a second so that I don’t come like I’ve just felt my first pussy.
I bite her shoulder in an attempt to keep from coming.
“Move, baby,” she says breathless.
“Fuck, Tara. You feel too fucking good,” I say with a groan and slowly slide out and back all the way in her.
“We have all night to fuck, baby. Give me all you’ve got right now,” she says as she wraps her legs around me, digs her heels into my ass, and lifts her hips up into me.
I start thrusting in and out of her. My moves aren’t as controlled as I hoped they would be. It’s been too fucking long since I have been inside her, and I can’t help but fuck her like I will never get another chance again.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I say as I thrust harder and faster. Tara digs her nails into my back and fuck, if that doesn’t make me take her harder.
I rotate my hips and she moans loudly. I have no doubt that if there is anyone in the next room, they heard her.
“Fuck, Derek. Yes, right there,” she says getting louder.
I feel her walls squeezing my cock and I’m done for. I shout her name at the same time she screams mine. We come apart together and it’s fucking perfect.
I kiss her lazily before I slide out of her, moving to the side of her so that I don’t crush her. We are both breathing heavily.
“That was fucking awesome,” she says, and I can’t help but let out a laugh.
“Yeah, baby, that was pretty fucking amazing,” I say, and pull her so that her head is on my chest.
“I sure hope you don’t plan on getting any sleep tonight. I really missed your cock,” she says which makes me break out in laughter.
Only Tara. She has been the only woman with the ability to make me laugh after I just fucked her brains out. She knows how to make me crazy about her.
Epilogue
Tara
Four months later
These last four months have been crazy. I love being Derek’s wife. After the night we spent in the honeymoon suite, Derek had informed me that he bought the house on the block that needed a lot of work done to it. He had purchased it when I just had Desiree and wanted to wait until it was ready to show me.
He had paid a lot of money to have it ready as soon as possible. It wasn’t until last month that it was complete. We had waited to move in until it was decorated and freshly painted. There are four bedrooms, and it’s a beautiful two-level house.
Derek said that his excitement for me to see it couldn’t wait, and he had to show me before it was all completed. It was really perfect for him to tell me then because I was able to pick out my own appliances for it. I never thought I would care about something like picking out appliances, but I did. I’m actually glad that I got to have a say.
Derek and his brothers, as well as the Johnsons’, worked hard to make it a beautiful home for us.
Now I know that the guys are serious about trying to buy up this block. I couldn’t imagine everyone eventually living in separate houses on this block. No one would ever want to drive down here and risk getting hit with water balloons or paintballs. They all have their minds set on it, so I know that one day it will be a reality.
I had confronted Courtney about Cole shortly after I came home from my honeymoon. She said it was one night and she didn’t know what it meant. She couldn’t look at me when she said it, and I could tell that she was holding back.
I could tell that Cole wanted to be with her and hoped afterwards that she would give him a chance. She hasn’t, but I don’t think he has given up yet. I hope he doesn’t give up before she realizes that he’s not like any of her exes. I didn’t think anything in her past would make her so scared, but I haven’t known her our whole lives so there could be something she’s not telling me. I think Cole is taking what he can get at this point.
You can see the way his eyes follow her when she’s in the room. I don’t miss how her eyes go to him automatically whenever he looks away though. When she thinks that he isn’t looking, or no one can see her, she has a sad smile on her face like she wants to be with him just as much, and I wish I knew what was going on in her head. I just have to wait until she is ready to talk to me about it.
These last seven months since Desiree has been born have been amazing although I have had my fair share or sleepless night and endless hours of crying at night. I was so scared the first time she screamed, I didn’t know what to do. I had already dealt with her crying a lot, so I didn’t think it was anything different. She was fine one minute, but when I took her out of mine and Derek’s room she started screaming.
Derek was working late that night with his self defense class that he and Sam had created. Paige and Trevor were on a date, and Courtney was at the salon with a late-night appointment.
I couldn’t get Desiree to calm down. I tried everything from jiggling, swaying, rocking, singing, but nothing seemed to work. It wasn’t until forty minutes later that I had finally given in and phoned my mom. I admitted defeat that I couldn’t get my own daughter to calm down. I had never felt more like a failure in that moment.
My mom wasted to time coming over when I had called her and explained that I couldn’t get Desiree to stop crying.
I have no idea what my mom did, but I feel like she has some sort of magical grandma powers. She wasted no time in calming down my daughter while I was trying my hardest not to bawl my eyes out.
It turns out that Desiree had her first headache, and her pain increased when I had her go from the dim lighting in Derek and my room to the hallway with the bright light.
My mom had told me that the same thing happened to her, and that it’s just another learning experience.
Just the other day, I had taken off all of her clothes when I was going to give her a bath. I had a tub that fit right over the sink. When I was testing the water, I handed her to Trevor. Of course, he took her without complaint.
That was right until she decided to let it all go and pee all over him. Paige had just walked in the room with Courtney. They had just gotten home from the salon.
I was standing with my back to him when I heard him scream “Oh my fucking god!” I turned around faster than I thought humanly possible.
I was so glad that I did. She was currently in midstream and he was staring at her with his mouth open and eyes wide. When it had finally clicked in what she was doing, he had the best look of horror on his face.
I ended up clutching my stomach in laughter. Paige and Courtney caught it just in time to laugh just as hard. That’s when Derek came in and found me. I was leaning against the cupboards laughing and trying to breathe.
His exact words were, “what the fuck is going on?!” All I could do was point to Trevor and s
ay, “Pee!”
Courtney and Paige were both currently unable to talk as well.
When Derek looked at his brother holding his daughter, Trevor quickly noticed he was there and handed him Desiree.
“Your daughter just fucking peed all over me,” Trevor says to Derek in a growl. It doesn’t take long for Derek to start losing it in laughter.
Just then, Thomas comes in with a huge smile for my girl. “Tara, hurry up and give that girl a bath so that I can hold her,” he says and then wrinkles his nose looking at Trevor.
“You might want to shower. Try and make it to the washroom on time in future.” That had made everyone laugh harder.
“I didn’t do this to myself. My darling little niece had decided to be funny,” Trevor says before he stomps up the stairs.
“Wow, are you sure you want to marry that guy, Paige? He just stomped upstairs like a two-year-old in trouble,” Thomas says earning a chuckle from me.
Derek starts bathing Desiree before I can get up off of the floor. I swear I loved him with all my heart already but seeing him and the way he is with our girl makes me love him in a whole new way. I love him in ways that I never knew existed.
He spends a lot of time talking to her, and you would swear they were having an actual conversation with the way she looks at him.
Whenever he is home, he finds any reason to hold her. I can tell that she’s going to be a daddy’s girl for sure.
We had moved into the house Derek got for us a couple days later. It’s been nice having a home to ourselves.
Everyone still comes over everyday, but it’s nice to know that I could just lock them out of the house if I really wanted to.
We still do the occasional pranks, but they have been toned down a bit since Desiree was born. We do whatever we can to make sure that she isn’t harmed by any pranks, so they are mostly played when my parents have her or we know which person has her. If I had her then the girls and I would make sure to get the guys, and same if Derek had her over visiting his brothers.
When I found Jeff cheating on me, I never thought that I could have all of this in my life. My life has definitely changed in a good way. I now know how a man should treat a woman after having the misfortune of spending a lot of time listening to Jeff talk down to me.
I don’t have any problems with the way I look and, if I ever questioned it, Derek would go out of his way to make sure I knew how beautiful I was.
We have barely been able to keep our hands off of each other since the honeymoon. The second we put Desiree to bed for the night, we make time for each other. Sure, I have the nights where I’m too tired to do anything about it, but Derek doesn’t make me feel bad for it, ever.
Tonight, it’s Cole and Liam’s birthday and we are having a BBQ with some drinks. I think they plan on going out to the bars later, but I decided not to go. Since I’m still breast feeding, I don’t have much to drink, and seeing everyone drunk while trying to pick someone up for the night isn’t exactly my idea of a good time.
We head over to Paige’s house where everything is usually held. When we get there, we see a ton of balloons and streamers for them and their names in giant balloon letters. I can’t help but laugh, but I never expected anything different from my friends.
I look over at Derek and smile before we head into the backyard. Almost everyone is here already.
I find the birthday men, kiss each of them on the cheek, and wish them happy birthday. They are all full of smiles and laughter today and I can’t help but join.
Derek
Being married to Tara has been amazing. I didn’t think her having my name would change anything since we already lived together and spent every day together, and I was right.
I fucking love the fact that she has my name and having our own house where we can raise our family makes it seem more real.
We had spent the last couple months fixing up our house with final touches and decorating the house. Tara had picked out what she had wanted, and I never cared what she chose as long as she was happy.
I honestly can’t wait until we can fill the other rooms with more kids.
I’ve been crazy about Tara since I first met her, and I don’t think that is something that will every change. I will be forever grateful that she took a chance on me.
After everything that happened with Jeff, she had every reason not to trust a man or fall in love again, but then she did with me and I realized what a strong amazing woman she was. I wasn’t ever going to let her go.
I spent a couple months being patient and moved slowly when I finally had her so that I didn’t scare her off. Then, the moment she told me that she loved me all bets were off, and I knew that it was only a matter of time that she would be wearing my ring with a baby in her belly. It may have happened in the wrong order, but I still wouldn’t change a thing about how we came together and how happy we came to be.
I would like to think that my parents had something to do with it. They had always wanted us to stop messing around with meaningless women and find the one.
I would always ignore and roll my eyes at my mother’s comments. Little did I know that she was right. When you knew you found it, there would be nothing to stop you from having it. It could be intense and scary, but also be the best feeling you have ever imagined.
She would always tell us, “You would be happier than you could imagine. You will never be more scared than you have been. You will have bad times together, but you will fight through it and it will make you stronger. It’s like you need each other more than you need air. To love someone like that is a true gift, and I hope one day that my boys will find someone who they can love like that and will love them the same in return. It will be one hell of a fight to get it; it will test your patience, but it will be completely worth it. You will feel like you finally have come home and there is nowhere else you would rather be.”
I never believed her until the moment I saw Tara. I look up and hope my mom can hear the words ‘you were right’ as I say them in my head.
I look through the backyard and see my family and friends having a good time.
“What the fuck?” I hear Liam yell, and I look quickly to him and see what he is yelling so loudly about.
I can’t hold back my laughter when Cole and Liam are both suddenly covered in blue and green confetti and glitter. The look on their faces is priceless. I have no idea how that happened, but when I look at the women they are all laughing and yell, “Happy Birthday!”
All I can do is shake my head.
I’m close to the door that leads inside the house, so I hear a knock at the door. I look around and no one else heard it, so I run to the front door. I have no idea who it could be since everyone we know is over here right now, and most of them would just walk in without knocking.
I open the door with a confused face.
I look at the woman standing in front of me. She’s got red curly hair and is very thin. I don’t know who she is, and I can’t remember seeing her before. She’s short and her face is pale, but she gives me a small, nervous smile.
I clear my throat. “Hey, Can I help you?” I say crossing my arms over my chest?
She looks to me with wide eyes and nods her head slowly, but she still doesn’t speak. After a couple minutes, I lose a little bit of patience.
“Hey baby, who’s at the door?” Tara asks coming to me and putting her arm around my waist.
“I’m not sure. She hasn’t said anything yet,” I mutter, and the woman looks like she’s seconds away from collapsing or bolting and never coming back.
“Hi, I’m Tara. Derek’s wife. What can we help you with?” she asks politely.
The woman clears her throat. “I’m looking for Cole Hastings. I checked across the street, but no one answered, and when I looked over here I saw the ‘Happy Birthday, Cole and Liam’ balloons out front, so I took a chance that he would be here. So, is he?” she says it all so quickly, I wonder how I heard it all.
“Uh
yeah, I’m his brother. Just let me go get him,” I say. I look at Tara and she just nods her head to let me know it’s okay to leave her alone with this woman and go get Cole.
While I’m walking away, I hear Tara ask her if she wants to come in but the woman refuses. I can see the nerves coming off her.
I spot Cole in the crowd. When I catch his eye, I raise my hand to motion him to come over to me. He raises his eyebrow at me in question, but I just keep moving my hand. This, of course, gets the attention of Liam, Trevor, and Sam, and they follow him into the house.
Whatever the woman wants, she’s going to have to say it in front of all of the Hastings brothers.
“There is someone here who wants to talk to Cole,” I say and start walking towards the front door. The women could not look more awkward. I send Tara a questioning look, but she shakes her head.
Cole makes it to the door and stops in his tracks when he sees the woman.
“Layla?” he says in a low tone.
“Hey Cole. Glad you remember me,” she says with a small laugh, but it comes out sounding sad.
“Yeah, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you in over a year,” he asks curiously.
“I came here to talk to you, or rather tell you something, but I guess it will be easier if I just show you,” she motions to someone behind her. My guess is that it’s whoever she came with that’s in the van outside.
I look over her shoulder and, when I see who is coming, I swallow hard.
There is a woman who is walking up to them, but that’s not what has my mouth going dry. It’s the baby in her arms. I have to say that it’s about the same age as Desiree, maybe a couple months older.
The woman hands Layla the baby and stands back. When I look at her, she looks broken and sad. I don’t think I have ever seen such a defeated expression.
“Cole, this is your son, Cooper,” she says and glances nervously at my brother. I look at my brother and notice he has gone still and is very pale.