Jacob's Joy: Men of Crooked Bend Book 9

by Taylor Rylan

  “No. I’m good. I like seeing you with him. I’ll hurry and get things in their places, and if he’s still eating, I’ll join you,” Jacob said before leaning down and giving me a quick kiss before he walked back to the kitchen. I sat down on the couch and propped my feet up on the ottoman while Colt hungrily drank his bottle. Colt was finished before Jacob, so after I got another impressive burp out of the little tyke, I walked into the kitchen to join my husband.

  “Finished already?”

  “Yeah. He was hungry. Did you want help? I can put him in his bassinet.”

  “I’m almost finished actually. Why don’t you take him upstairs and I’ll be up in a few minutes?”

  “Upstairs?”

  “Yeah. I have plans for you. I’m determined to continue what we started this morning,” Jacob told me, and instantly my body tingled. I offered a curt nod and took off for the stairs. I headed directly for Colt’s room, and after checking his diaper, I placed him in his crib—something we hadn’t done yet. But if Jacob was implying what I’d hoped, I was planning on not being quiet.

  After I made sure the baby monitor was on, I left, pulling the door partly closed behind me. I peeked in on Mack, who was on his stomach, thumb in his mouth and butt in the air. Yep, that was our son. I smiled and reclosed his door most of the way as well before I went to Jacob’s and my bedroom where I sat and immediately took off my boots.

  I was just standing back up when Jacob joined me. “Don’t stop there. I want everything off both of us. I figure—well, hope—I have at least an hour to explore your body and make you make those noises that drive me crazy,” Jacob said as he stalked toward me. When he reached me, he pulled my shirt from my pants, and after unbuttoning the top two buttons, he pulled it up and over my head.

  “You know, if we undress ourselves, that means we can be naked together that much quicker,” I said as I unbuckled my belt. It worked because Jacob quickly pulled his shirt over his head, and then his pants and underwear were pushed down in one go. He forgot to remove his boots though, and he was forced to sit down to finish taking his jeans off.

  Meanwhile, I did the same and pushed my pants and underwear down together, taking my socks with them and leaving everything in a heap on the floor. Since Jacob was sitting, I knew he was at the perfect height, so I walked over and he did exactly as I’d hoped. He grabbed my ass and pulled me to him.

  He nosed my cock and balls first before his pink tongue swiped at the head of my half-hard dick. It went to fully engorged in a hurry when he sucked it down and swallowed around it.

  “Fuck. Yesss,” I hissed out. Damn, it had been way too long since I’d had my dick in my husband’s mouth. When Jacob started pushing and pulling my hips, I got the hint and grabbed his hair while I fucked in and out of his mouth. It felt so damn good, I never wanted to stop.

  I saw Jacob’s arm slowly moving up and down, and I knew he was slowly stroking his own cock. I wanted that in me more than I wanted to come in his mouth, so after a few more thrusts, I let go of my husband’s now-sticking-up hair and pulled out of his mouth.

  “Hey, come back. I wasn’t finished.”

  “I won’t complain, but I want you to fuck me. Hard. Like, make me scream into the pillow hard.”

  Jacob’s blue eyes turned almost black, and he stood up and slammed his mouth down on mine. When he thrust his tongue into my mouth, he grabbed my cock and ass at the same time, causing me to whimper.

  “Get on the bed. On your knees,” Jacob said, and I scrambled to do as told. I loved it when he took complete control in the bedroom, but so did he. We took turns, and on more than one occasion, my sexy sheriff had found himself handcuffed with his own cuffs and at my mercy.

  I crawled up on the bed, placing my face near the pillows, and just as I got comfortable, I received a light pat on the ass, causing me to groan.

  “Mmm, fuck yeah,” I said. My moan turned to another whimper when Jacob spread my cheeks, and then I felt his warm tongue circling my hole. I loved to be rimmed, but we didn’t get much of an opportunity to do much more than a quickie here and there usually. The fact that I was getting the full treatment let me know that I was going to be sore and exhausted by the time Mack woke up. But that wasn’t something I’d complain about.

  I blindly reached for the bottle of lube that was under the pillows, and when I found it, I tossed it back behind my leg. At least I hope I did. I was too busy moaning and grabbing the sheets while Jacob’s tongue pushed its way in and out of my hole to really be able to think clearly.

  I felt several hard sucks and a nibble here and there, but I was rendered to complete mush by the time I felt Jacob’s fingers push their way into my very relaxed hole. My cock was so hard it was red, and the precome dripping from it was a steady stream and had started to pool on the sheets below me.

  “You ready?” Jacob asked as he pushed a third finger in me, and I begged as he hit my prostate over and over with his fingers.

  “Fuck. Please. I need more. Please,” I said as I turned and looked at Jacob over my shoulder. When our eyes met, I heard him gasp, and then his fingers were gone and he was up on his knees behind me, his shiny cock in hand as he lined up with my hole.

  “How do you want it?”

  “Hard. Fast. Fuck me and make me feel it later,” I said while staring at Jacob. I felt the head of his thick cock at my opening, and I never broke eye contact with him as he thrust his hips forward, pushing into me with a force that had my eyes rolling back in my head and a cry coming from my lips.

  Jacob — 15

  Shit, I wasn’t going to last. And I’d even come this morning when Isaac was sucking me. But he felt so damn good. And his hole was so tight and warm. But when he told me to fuck him hard, I thrust in without thinking.

  Isaac’s cry had me freezing, but the glare he threw at me next just before he started fucking himself on my cock had me grabbing his hips and taking over. Very rarely did we fuck with abandon, but Isaac needed it and so did I. We’d gone too long without, and there would be time for slow lovemaking later.

  “Yes, fuck. Harder,” Isaac grunted as I moved in and out of his body. At the pace we were going, I had maybe a minute left in me, tops, so I leaned over Isaac’s back enough to grab his hair and yank him up to where his back was plastered to my front. I wrapped my arms around his chest and stomach and slowly kissed and sucked on his neck. This position gave me no choice but to slow down a bit, but if Isaac cared, he didn’t say anything. He simply continued to moan.

  “Look at your beautiful cock sticking out there, just begging for attention. I want to see you come all over the bed while I come inside you,” I whispered in his ear. Isaac groaned and stretched his neck out so I could nibble down it. I gave it a playful bite, and that caused his hole to tighten around me.

  “You like that, huh? I know what else you like,” I said as my hand traveled down Isaac’s torso and I wrapped it around Isaac’s cock. He groaned when I started stroking his dick. I changed the angle on my hips just a bit and felt my own cock hit Isaac’s prostate the same time he gasped and then whimpered.

  “Please.”

  “Please what?” I asked as I thrust in harder.

  “Yes. Need to come. Jake…” Isaac grunted when his channel clamped down on my cock. I felt his dick swell in my hand, and then he was spurting come on the bed in front of us. That was all it took to send me over with him, and my hips faltered when I felt my dick pulse before it was surrounded by a flood of warmth inside Isaac’s body.

  I grunted and thrust forward a few more times before we collapsed forward, Isaac landing right in the mess.

  “Oomph.” My hand was still wrapped around Isaac’s cock, and my other arm was across his chest, so the only way we were getting out of this was to roll to the side, but I wasn’t quite ready for that. No, my cock wanted to spurt one last time before it finally gave up.

  I moaned before I tried to roll, but Isaac wasn’t having it.

  “No. Don’t move yet. I can’
t feel my ass. Or my legs,” he mumbled into the pillow below us. I became quite concerned and took him seriously, so I did exactly what he asked me not to do. I rolled to the side, taking him with me. Isaac’s gasp worried me even more. That is, until he chewed me out.

  “What part of don’t move yet did you not understand?”

  “You said you couldn’t feel your ass or legs. I took it literally and was worried. I’m worried every time I’m rough with you, sweetheart,” I said as I pulled the elastic band out of Isaac’s hair so it was loose and I could finally play with it.

  “Mmm, I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that. Just that I was completely tingly and wanted to stay that way for a while longer.”

  “We can hang out here for as long as you want. Eventually we’ll have to get up though,” I said as I glanced at the clock. We still had plenty of time before we needed to be up.

  “I just need a few. That was…damn. Yeah, that was amazing. And exactly what I needed. Thank you,” Isaac said before he wiggled back into my chest. I knew exactly what that meant, but we couldn’t snuggle down for a nap until we cleaned up. That included a shower and fresh sheets at this point, so I carefully pulled my hips back and my softening cock slipped right out of Isaac’s body.

  “Sweetheart, let’s go shower. I want to wash your hair and take care of you like I should have.”

  “Nah-uh. You were perfect. Just like always, so none of that ‘like I should have’ crap.” Isaac rolled over onto his stomach before he turned and sent me a look. “I loved every second of that, and you know it. I don’t always want slow and sweet, and neither do you.”

  I nodded because he was right, and we both knew it. I watched as Isaac rolled over to the other side of the bed, and then he was on his feet. He grabbed the edge before he let go and walked off.

  “You okay? I was pretty rough.”

  “You were exactly what I wanted and asked for. I’m fine. My legs are still a little noodly though. You mentioned something about a shower?”

  I got up, and once Isaac made it to the other side of the room, we went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Showering was easiest, so I turned on the water to warm up while we both went pee.

  After that was taken care of, I tugged a laughing Isaac into the shower with me where I wrapped my arms around him before I slowly lowered my mouth to his. I kissed first his upper lip, followed by his lower one, and then I moved onto his chin and then his neck. He moaned, telling me he was enjoying the attention, but we were supposed to be showering and getting clean. Not getting dirtier. There would be time for that later, so I pulled away with great reluctance.

  “Did you have to stop? I was enjoying that.” Isaac smiled at me before he gave my waist a squeeze, and then he peppered my wet chest with kisses.

  “We’re supposed to be getting clean. Remember?”

  “Fine. But you mentioned something about washing my hair. I’m going to hold you to that,” Isaac said with a smirk on his face. But I did indeed wash his hair, as well as the rest of his body from head to toe. I couldn’t help but take a few licks of his cock while I was down on my knees washing his legs.

  “Jacob?” Isaac said, unsure. But I knew what I wanted—the same thing he did, so I sucked Isaac’s cock deep into my throat and let him fuck my mouth until he was screaming through another orgasm while filling my mouth with come. I was stroking my soapy cock as fast as I could, and Isaac’s cock in my mouth muffled my shouts as I had my third orgasm of the day.

  I slowly pulled my head back, and when Isaac’s legs trembled, he took a step back to lean against the shower wall.

  “I’m really ready for that nap now,” he said. I looked up at him and laughed.

  “I want to join you. I just have to get up first,” I joked as I got up easy enough and quickly washed and rinsed while Isaac watched from the side. After we were dry and in clean yet comfortable clothes, we stripped the sheets and changed them for fresh ones.

  “Do you need to dry your hair?” I asked as we pulled the blanket up on the bed.

  “I should, yes.”

  “Okay, you go do that, and I’ll throw the sheets in the washer.” I leaned down, picked up the messy bundle, and turned to leave.

  “Crap.”

  “What?”

  “I forgot Colt’s clothes. They’re in the washer.”

  “I’ll throw them in the dryer. No biggie.”

  “Thanks. I got busy this morning.”

  “It’s really not a big deal. I’ll get everything going, and then I’ll be back,” I said before I turned to head downstairs.

  I found the baby clothes in the dryer—bless Morgan—so I threw the sheets in the washer and headed back upstairs to my husband. We had a couple more hours, possibly, until Mack would wake, and if that meant I had a couple more hours to cuddle, I’d take it.

  I heard the blow dryer as I entered the bedroom, and when I bent down to pick up our hastily discarded clothes, I was greeted by Ivan. Nanuk was right behind him, and both dogs jumped up on the bed and settled down for a nap.

  “I guess you two have the right idea,” I told them as I carried the clothes into the bathroom to put in the hamper. My phone in the pocket of my jeans started chiming, so I pulled it out to see who it was.

  Marie: Momma’s fine. Has a cold. Nothing more.

  Marie: Wants to meet Colt but wants to wait another day or two. But loves all of the pictures.

  I dropped the bundle in the hamper before I typed out a reply.

  Me: We’ll be here. Tell her whenever is fine. All he’s doing right now is eating, sleeping, and pooping so it’s okay.

  Marie: Will do. Take care.

  Me: Always do.

  “Everything okay?”

  “Yeah. Momma has a cold, so nothing too serious. She’s on the mend but wants to wait another day or two to come out.”

  “That’s fine. We won’t be doing much different in a few days,” Isaac said as he put his hair dryer in the drawer. I watched as he brushed his long, shiny locks, and thought again how beautiful his hair was. How much it suited him.

  “You ready for a nap?”

  “So ready.” I let Isaac tug me to the bedroom where we were met by an excited Ivan and a sleepy Nanuk. “Skootch over, Ivan,” Isaac said as he climbed into bed.

  We quickly settled down, content and warm and in no time I heard Isaac’s breathing even out, letting me know he had fallen asleep. I closed my eyes, hoping to do the same.

  “Isaac, he’s absolutely beautiful. Jacob, son, he looks just like you did when you were a baby,” Momma said two days later as she sat and held our sleeping newborn. She’d finally felt better and had joined us for dinner and was now sitting with Colt on the couch.

  “Memaw, baby Colt.”

  “Yes, Mack. Isn’t your brother just as handsome as you are? Yes, he is. Come here, bud. Memaw’s missed you,” Momma said as she patted the couch beside her. Mack quickly and easily climbed up and sat right where she’d indicated.

  “My baby.”

  “Yes. He’s your baby brother. Do you like your brother?” Momma asked, and Mack nodded enthusiastically.

  It made me so happy to seem Momma with both of our boys. She’d been so upset about not being able to see Colt sooner, but really, the only difference in the past week was he’d filled out a little and his cord stub had finally fallen off this morning. That was it.

  “Momma, are you sure you don’t want something to drink?” Isaac asked when he joined me. He wrapped an arm around my waist and stood with me as I watched Momma with our boys.

  “I’m good, Isaac. Right now, I just want to spend time with these two handsome boys.”

  I pulled Isaac over to the chair, and when I sat down, I tugged on his hand until he gave in and sat on my lap. “What are you doing?” Isaac asked as he quickly glanced at Momma and then back at me.

  “Oh stop. She knows you do so much more than sit on my lap,” I said, and Isaac buried his face in my neck.

  “You’ll pay,
Jake,” Isaac whispered, causing me to chuckle.

  “Isaac, son, I can’t see how you’re still shy and easily embarrassed. You’ve been married to my son for almost a year and a half. You’ve been together for two years now. Trust me when I say that I know my son is no saint.”

  “Oh. My. God. I’m going to just…yeah,” Isaac said as he sprung from my lap and took off toward the kitchen, Ivan and Nanuk following, hoping for a new rawhide I was sure. Both came trotting out of the kitchen not a moment later, new rawhide in their mouths. Isaac spoiled those two just as much as he did me and the boys. That was one of the things I loved about him so much. I turned back to Momma and did my best to give her a glare.

  “Momma, when are you going to stop embarrassing my husband?”

  “When he stops making it so easy, I reckon.”

  I shook my head at her and silently watched as she held Colt while talking to Mack.

  “Momma, what did you want to talk about? You mentioned on the phone you had news but didn’t say what it was.”

  “Oh that. I’m going on vacation. Cammie and Sam invited me to go to Europe with them. I haven’t been since your father took me, and I have to say, I’m excited about going.”

  “Europe? You’re going to Europe?” I asked, shocked. Momma hadn’t ever traveled anywhere from what I could remember.

  “Oh hey, Mom and Dad said they were going to Europe. I forgot to tell you,” Isaac said as he came back into the room carrying two mugs of coffee.

  “Yes. I’m going with them,” Momma told my husband.

  “Oh you’ll have a blast. They’re going with Uncle Joe and Aunt Fiona as well as James and Taylor. Send lots of pictures?” Isaac asked as he took a sip of coffee like it was an everyday occurrence that his mother-in-law was traveling all the way to Europe.

  “Momma? Europe? Really?”

  “Yes, really. You and Marie are settled. You both have families now, and I want to travel before I’m too old to do so,” she told me matter-of-factly. Isaac set his coffee down on the end table and went over and carefully picked up Mack, who had fallen asleep.