Twelve

I pumped his cock around my hand in slow motion. I put my mouth back, sucking him and making him feel good.

Rex flinches within his sleep as I hear him groan. The sounds from him made my insides jitter and wiggled my ass.

It took more than five minutes to make him feel good, even when he was dead asleep. This wasn't my first rode,o taking his cock in my mouth while sleeping. One time after work, Rex was too tired. When Rex is exhausted, the only way to wake him up is to pump.

Then he hissed, making me smile, coating his cock with my saliva.

"Shit," he breathed, and as soon as I let go, Rex's eyes were open and on me. "Baby?"

I crawl up to him and kiss his lips, giving him a taste of his cock. Our tongues swirled around while my hand was still pumping.

"Can't we?" I gave him an adorable pout as I straddled his waist.

"I mean, everyone is out there and-" he starts to say as I pull off my top, letting my breasts out in the open. He let out a growl, gazing at these babies with his hungry eyes of lust.

"You were saying," I rub his cock against the fabric of my bikini bottom as I moan.

"Shit, babe," Rex growls.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?"

Rex nodded.

I lean down, continue rubbing against him, and whisper in his ear, "And I know you want to fuck me right now."

"Baby, you are in a perilous situation here," he sounded both concerned and excited as I felt his cock twitch beneath me.

"They won't hear us," I assure him, kissing along his neck and giving a little tease.

A little more persistence and seduction, and I was suddenly thrown on my back. Rex removed his shirt, revealing that manly-god body I love so much. I reached out to feel him as he pulled my bottoms away. Grab a leg to rest on him as he kissed it. I let out a moan, feeling his lips against my skin.

Then I felt the tip of his cock at my opening, and he forced a quick thrust inside of me. He thrust inside of me hard but gently. After James was born, we had to take weeks off from sex for my vagina to heal. We only did oral sex, which was okay, but the ecstasy was so intense that we had to endure it.

But now I can feel him. It was hot, and the feeling was so good I didn't want Rex to stop until I was satisfied.

My heart raced, and adrenaline surged through my body as he kept going. I moaned with each thrust. He made my back arch and toes curl.

Rex nibbled on my leg, making it more exciting. I felt his mouth over one nipple, sucking it. "Wait, baby. You can't do that." A moan escaped my lips. "You will drink the milk."

"I don't care. James gets to suck on this and not me?" He growls, licking my nipple and biting it.

I moan and chuckle. "Are you getting jealous of your son now?"

That didn't stop Rex from answering as he continued to suck on them. I had warned him only to touch and not suck because he would get a taste of my breast milk, and I wasn't sure if that was okay.

Rex went from one nipple to the other, drinking breast milk. I couldn't make him stop while he thrust inside and sucked my breast while simultaneously making my whole body tremble. I didn't want him to stop when he was making me this good. I liked this, so I'll let him do what he wants since I know he's been itching to touch me again like this.

I can feel myself reaching its climax. Our bodies are heated, and we are sweating. Rex pushes himself harder as I wrap around him, and he thrusts until we both climax together.

Exhausted and worn out, Rex lay beside me and pulled me against his chest. I can feel his cock still hard behind my back. After having sex, he is still hard.

Geez, where does this man get his energy from?

"See, I told you no one will hear us," I twist my body to face me and trace his eyebrows.

He let out a soft chuckle and kissed my forehead. "Oh, baby, they heard. You were loud."

"Mmmh, I wonder why?"

"Hey, don't pin this one on me," Rex said in defense. "I wasn't the one who was giving me a handjob while I slept."

"Well, you were sleeping peacefully and vulnerable. I have to attack you," I chuckle as Rex dips his head down for another kiss.

I let out a sigh as I thought of my brother and Jo. I rose and used the sheets to cover myself.

"You okay, Thea?"

I brush my messy hair back. "I'm worried about Ares and Jo."

"He's still not approaching her, huh?"

I nodded.

"Well, give him time," Rex told me and kissed the back of my shoulder. "We all know he feels guilty, and it will give a man like him a hard time fixing the situation, especially regarding women."

"I know," I bit out. I turn to look at him. "You know what I found out?"

"That he likes her."

I gasped, shifting my body around. "How did you know?"

"He told me once. Well, it wasn't intentional, more like a drunken confession."

"And when was this?"

Rex rubs his chin. "I think it was months ago. After Leo's eighth birthday, a week after the party, he had another break-up with Suzie or Bessie. I don't know who because his voice was mumbling. We were at Mac's bar."

"Oh, yeah. I remembered you called, saying that you and the boys with Lily's dad, Wayne, hung out that night at the bar while the girls and I had our little movie night with the kids."

Rex and the boys helped out with Wayne Peters, fixing up homes for people without housing as a way to give back to the community. The girls and I were helping out by making goody bags for people without homes, filled with everything they needed to keep themselves hydrated, fed, and clean. We did a GoFund and asked the community to help, but it wasn't reaching our goal. But without the help of Grandpa, we wouldn't reach our goal. We could finish the project with his service and some of his friends. The mayor praised us and even awarded us for our effort and charity.

"Well, he got drunk that night, a woman approached him, but pushed her away, then the girl's boyfriend showed up, and there was a fight between the two. Wayne, my brothers, and I had to break it up. Then the next thing he was screaming at the guy to stay away from Jo," Rex explained as I nodded to continue.

"I wasn't sure why he assumed this guy had to stay away from Jo because the couple was confused as we were. To make him sober, I took him outside and had him puke, and before I could ask, he started to cry, saying how sorry he was for not protecting Jo. Babe, I know your brother has pride and likes to play around with women, but I've never seen him like this, even during his fighting days."

I brought my knees up and wrapped them around my arms. "The way you describe him, he cried like that once."

"Was it after your parents died?" I shook my head when he asked.

"No, it was after the kidnapping," I say, looking up at Rex's concerned eyes. Tears were already forming.

"Hey," Rex whispers as he picks me up and places me on his lap. "It's going to be okay."

"No, it's not," I sob and rest my head against his naked chest. "I was responsible for him, for them. I was the older one; I should have looked out for them. But I did something at school and stayed behind. If I hadn't gotten into a fight, Jo and Ares wouldn't have been kidnapped." I continue to cry while Rex cradles me.

Ares may feel guilty for not protecting Jo, but the one responsible is me. Ares is my brother, and Jo is my best friend. I was the older kid who should look out for the youngsters. However, my actions, including punching Stacy Bloom in the face, were worth it and got me detention.

I should be blamed, not those two.