by Wood, Lauren
I woke up the next morning and he was right next to me. I didn’t need to look down, to know that neither one of us were wearing any clothes. I would have liked to not remember each and every time he made me scream last night, but it was all rushing back to me. I wanted him and badly. The night before, I had begged for it, like I knew I would. He had done so many things to my body, using his tongue and his fingers. I was never going to be able to get the throbbing to go away, if we didn’t do something about it. I knew that I had to have him, one way or another, even though it was going to go against all of the things that made me wait.
When I realized that he wasn’t up, I also remembered the words that he had spoken. He had said that he wouldn’t give me any last night and he had been true to his word. But it wasn’t the night anymore and I had something to offer him, that I hoped he wouldn’t be able to turn away this time. I really needed him to go with it. I was shaking inside from the idea of it, but it didn’t matter. All that matter was that we finally did what was needed.
It was time for both of us.
I just had to figure out how I was going to do it. For once, when I looked at him, he wasn’t hard like he had been before. I didn’t like that extra information. It would have been easy if he was already hard. Then I would be able to get on top of him and feel him deep inside of me where I needed it. He wasn’t wearing any clothes, so there was really nothing that kept me from doing that very thing.
As much as I thought I knew about it all, in the end I don’t think I knew much. I thought that a man had to be awake to be hard, but I was learning quickly that it wasn’t the case. It seemed like as soon as I moved the sheet to get a look at him, his cock seemed to respond almost immediately. Before I knew it, it was twice the size as when it started and still growing. I knew from seeing it before, that it had way more potential, but it seemed far more manageable at the size he was right now.
My mind went to all of the things that he had done to my body. I lightly touched it, running my finger down the long member, looking to his face every couple of seconds to make sure that he wasn’t awake. I really don’t know what I was doing. All I had to say in my defense, was that it was fascinating to me and I liked how it jerked and grew in my hand. It was really more than I was able to deny myself.
Before long it was even harder, but not quite there. I wanted it standing up straight, because I figured that it would go in easier that way. I was wet as all get out, but I hadn’t put together why that was going to make it easier. I really did know very little about sex and what I had learned was from sketchy sources at best. I was starting to feel like I really didn’t know anything at all.
Then I remembered how good it felt when he put his mouth onto me. It had been some of the best pleasure in all of my life. If I wanted to get him hard, then it stood to reason that a few minutes in my mouth and he would be right where I wanted him.
The plan was so simple in my mind, but then when it came time to wrap my lips around him, it was then that I realized that he was bigger than he appeared. In my hand, he felt big and massive even. But when I tried to put him into my mouth and my jaw had to get so much wider it hurt, I started to see that maybe it wasn’t going to be as easy as I thought.
When I finally got my lips around the head of him, he made a groaning sound that touched every part of me, and I paused because I didn’t know what to do. I was trying to get him ready without waking him up. When I looked up, he was whimpering and making sounds, but it was very clear to me that he was still asleep. Glenn wasn’t going to stay that way too long, if I didn’t chill out.
I slowed down, taking as much of him into my mouth and down my throat as I could, but it wasn’t enough. The throbbing going on between my legs was still there, even worse now and I wanted to climb on top of him. He was ready. I was ready and I couldn’t think of any other reason to do so.
The taste of his rod was ripe in my mouth, overwhelming my senses and making me want more. It was like I couldn’t get enough of him. that’s how he made me feel and I knew that it was because of that, that I took him and put him back in my mouth.
I couldn’t stop myself and before long, I was no longer looking at his face. I didn’t care what he was doing now, I guess I didn’t even care if he woke up or not. At this point, all I was thinking about, was the pulsing between my legs and the fact that I knew that he could make it all better. I really wanted him to make it all better.
Chapter 20
Glenn
I thought it was a dream, a really good dream. Liz was in it, but that wasn’t anything different. She was always in my dreams lately and she wasn’t going anywhere. I could do to her in my dreams, what I couldn’t do to her in real life.
I cherished the dreams I shared with her, but this one felt different. This one felt real and I was going to milk it for everything that I could, because I knew that when I woke up, I was going to be facing the same frustrations that I’d been facing with her for over a month now. I would go to work and think about her, come home and see her and even play bed games with her, but never what I truly wanted to happen. There was nothing that I could do about it.
Now though, I looked down and Liz was on her knees in front of me. She had my cock in her mouth and her eyes were closed. She was making the same small sounds when I first started to touch her. No woman would make such sounds, when she was gobbling me up. I knew that this had to be a dream, because it was too perfect to be anything else.
My hand went to her head and she jerked a little bit, her blue eyes opening to meet mine. I couldn’t stop the way she made me feel, but I didn’t want to. I’d fallen for her, head over heels and that wasn’t going to change. Nothing was going to stop those feelings from rising up, no matter how problematic they could be.
“Fuck that feels good Liz. I wish I could have this dream every night. I don’t think I would ever want to wake up again.”
I heard her giggle, but I didn’t want to hear that. I wanted more from her. I wanted to take her, all of her. I needed her and I pressed her head down more. The dream was the only time that I could truly have Liz and I wasn’t going to mess that up for anything. I had to have her and now that I could, I was going to take advantage of it before I woke up and all was lost.
The giggle was now a gurgle and I could see she was struggling. Even in the dream, I didn’t like that, and I stopped forcing her down. I wanted to feel the ends of her throat, but not if it was going to hurt her. I would do anything to stop that. I knew that I couldn’t do that, even in a dream.
“Sorry, shit, you feel so good. Your mouth is so hot. I want to feel all of you Liz. Come here. Climb on me and let me please you in all ways.”
Liz agreed and I knew that it had to be a dream. There had been a minute that I had figured that it wasn’t, but now I knew better. Now I knew that the only thing that I could do, was to enjoy it all that I could. It would be over soon.
“You look so real.”
She was climbing on top of me and I couldn’t stop her, I didn’t want to. I encouraged her along, lining her up above me and watching as she slowly started to descend. Her eyes were open and concentrated, but then they snapped shut as I surged upwards. She was moving too slow and I couldn’t wait any longer, for her to move at the snail’s pace that she was going.
“Please, fuck!”
Liz had never cursed in a dream. She had certainly never said anything like that. It was only then, that I touched her face and really looked at her. She was breathing hard and when I lifted her up, I could see her innocence was left stained on my shaft. This wasn’t a dream. It was too damn real, and I could feel her insides clutching me. It made it hard to move, but I didn’t want to.
The idea that this was real, fell over me in droves and I couldn’t believe it. This was supposed to be a dream, where I could have my way with her and there would be no consequences. That was obviously not the case. I was really inside of her. This was real.
“Liz?”
Her eyes we
re still shut tight and I knew that she was feeling every inch of me. I was a lot to take for most experienced women, so I could only imagine how I felt inside of her. I was stretching her; I could feel it and I knew that this was what was supposed to happen. I knew that she was going to be mine all of this time, but I had never considered that it would be like this. I never wanted it to be like this.
Finally, her eyes opened, and she was pressed up against me. I knew that she was trying to stop me from moving anymore. I was too much for her, but there was something different in her face. She wasn’t in pain. She wasn’t scared. Liz looked like she had a lot of wonder. I knew that I had seen that face before. She wanted more, even if she didn’t know how to get it.
Liz started to move on top of me, clumsily at first and then when she started to moan, I helped her. My hands went to her hips and guided her hips deeper than I had been before. She called out to me and I have to say, it was one of the sweetest sounds. But it was also going to be the reason that I was made to stop and that was too much for me. I needed her, badly and the only thing that was going to end this, was when she begged me to, or I finally filled her full. It was a need that I had, overpowering everything else.
“Are you really here?”
Her eyes closed as his hips started to press up inside of her, deeper than before. She gasped as he pushed in hard, yanked out faster and then slammed back in. Now he was dominating all of her senses and she was at my mercy. I knew how good it was going to feel, but something was coming over me. I couldn’t help it.
“Yes, what do you think?”
“I thought this was a dream. It was a damn good one, but this feels too good to be a dream.”
She smiled and I thought she was going to laugh, but it would seem that other feelings were coming over her at the moment. She called out my name and I felt her body tensing up. She tried to stop movement, but I held her up above me and slammed upwards as many times as I wanted to. I don’t think I was ever going to get tired of that feeling, when she came and her whole body tightened up.
It was like magic to my ears and id isn’t trying to slow down the sound. I didn’t need to, and I didn’t want to. I didn’t care about repercussions and that was most likely why I was with her. I knew that it would be complicated, women always were, but Liz wasn’t something that I could deny myself. I had to have her and that was the end of it.
“I can’t Glenn. Please.”
She wanted me to stop and I knew that I should. Liz was going to feel our coming together for days to come and I know that I should have been gentler. Now that I knew that this was real, I was worried about how it had all come across to her. I wasn’t finished, could go on for a lot longer, but she wasn’t going to be able to last. It was going to take her some time, before she would be able to fulfill all of my needs. Right now, I was going to have to rush.
I started to move faster, and she got even louder. Liz was starting to get hysterical. It effected my body and I let it. Usually I would fight the feeling until it hurt, but I didn’t want to. I couldn’t. If I didn’t finish now, I had a feeling that I wasn’t going to be able to tonight. There was too much going on and Liz wasn’t going to make it.
A few more pushes and she was screaming in pleasure again, and I went with her. It was one of the single greatest reliefs I’d ever felt before. I wanted to think that everything was going to be different now. I would be able to have her whenever I wanted, as soon as she recovered.
She moved to get off of me, but she was fumbling more than anything else and I groaned when she fell down onto me. I was still inside of her and now getting hard again. I knew that she could feel it as well, because her eyes got wider, and she scrambled off of me.
Now I was the one laughing and I couldn’t help it. She was running like I was going to take her life, instead of her body.
“Where are you going?”
Liz didn’t answer. “Nowhere, but no more Glenn.”
I could understand why she was acting that way. I’d overwhelmed her and now I was going to assure her that everything was okay. This was how it was meant to go, no matter how complicated it may appear.
“Fine, let’s sleep until Stephen gets up. I just want to hold you for a while Liz.”
We had a lot to talk about later, but now wasn’t the time. Right now, all I could think to do, was get her in my arms and never let go. After what just happened, I knew that losing her was no longer an option. I wanted it to be, but it simply was not. Liz was mine and I was never going to let her go.
Chapter 21
Liz
I watched him go and I couldn’t believe what had happened between us. There was no one else to see me but the baby, though the memories still made me a little shaky. My face was red, and my lips were still trembling where he had kissed me before he left.
Life was good. Really good and I couldn’t help but hum as I made breakfast. I didn’t get much sleep the night before, but it was quality sleep apparently, because I felt better than ever before. I felt like I was ready to take on the world. That was a feeling that would last me until I got a knock on the door and then everything changed.
There was a woman at the door, but she was also accompanied by a police officer. I didn’t know what to say, but I didn’t have to wait long to figure out what the two of them were doing there.
“Elizabeth Ruiz?”
“Yes, can I help you?”
“We’re here to talk to you about Stephen Ruiz. It is our understanding that you have been taking care of the child, since your brother’s passing.”
“Yes?”
Now I was starting to get a little nervous. The sun was no longer shining in my life. There was a knot that formed in my stomach and it didn’t feel like it was ever going to go away. This was not going to be good.
“May we come in?”
I didn’t want to let them in, but I felt like I had to. Stephen was sleeping in his room, so at least he wouldn’t be awoken because of the intrusion. And this was going to be an intrusion.
“So, what is this about?”
I shut the door behind my guests, as they made their way to the living room. I was nervous and I wanted to know what was going on. What was the world throwing at me now?
“It has come to our attention that you have your brother’s child and that you may not be the best fit for Stephen. Your lifestyle has been described as sporadic and I’m here to assess the facts, to make sure that the baby has the best home that can be found for him.”
“And what is he doing here?”
I gestured towards the police officer. He looked menacing, even though I doubted that he was trying to appear that way. Sometimes it was impossible to hide what was right in front of you.
“He is here to make sure that everything goes smoothly.”
I didn’t like the sound of that at all, but I still wasn’t sure what this was all about.
“Do you have legal rights to the child?”
“My brother and his wife died in an accident. I am his godmother. This is what I promised them I would do, if something ever happened.”
“Yes, but did you have it put in writing, legally signed?”
“No, I didn’t think that it would be a problem. We are blood and this is what my brother wanted.”
“While I sympathize with your plight and you can be respected for your help in taking care of your nephew, it has to be legal.”
“Well, I am family, so who else would he go to? Latica doesn’t have any family.”
“Yes, but Mario did. Your brother has other family.”
I knew exactly who she was talking about now. The no-nonsense older woman was here because of my parents, but it didn’t make any sense. Why would they not call? They were never very doting as parents, hardly ever around, so why now would they worry about it?
“So, you are here because of my mother?”
“The child’s grandmother has brought it to our attention that you have the child illegally and has made it
apparent to us that she would like to take over the responsibility of the child. Since your mother is very adamant about the unclear nature of your relationship with your housemate and the hours you keep, she wants to make sure that the baby is in the best place possible. That is what we want as well. We only want what is best for Stephen.”
The woman was looking around the place and I could see it through her eyes. The baby had been keeping me busy and it was a little messy. Usually I wouldn’t really think about it, but today I couldn’t help it. Not when the woman was suddenly judging me as a mother.
“My mother has seen Stephen once since my brother’s passing. We stayed in his house for several weeks before moving. She has no interest in him for all this time, so why now?”
“I do not know the answer to that. Where is the baby now?”
My heart constricted and I knew that they were going to take him. I didn’t know why or the details, but the final outcome wasn’t one that I could deal with. I couldn’t let this happen.
“I need to make a phone call.”
I picked up the phone before they could say anything one way or another. I called Glenn, praying that he would answer, and everything would be okay. He didn’t answer though. All I got was a nurse that promised to give him a message. He was in surgery and couldn’t be disturbed. I was going to have to do this alone and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to do it or not.
I hung up the phone and tried to plead my case. I don’t think it went that far. The law was on my mother’s side and she would have Stephen until we went to court in the next couple of days. They were going to bring in my finances and the care-free lifestyle I had, the fact that I had no job, I know that there was a lot that they could say, and sadly most of it would be true. I had a good life and I had fun. I wasn’t a mother a month ago and even though I don’t sleep around, that doesn’t mean that I haven’t had more than enough to drink, more than once.