We were sitting at the dinner table once more. She'd tried playing the 'I'll eat later' card a few nights ago, and I'd nipped that shit in the bud. I'm sure she thinks I'm being too hard on her, but she has no idea. I'm trying to avoid any future fuck ups of this magnitude because there's no guarantee I'll be able to hold back if there is a next time. She lifted her fork to her mouth, and I noticed her bare hand and remembered something important that I'd forgotten to take care of. "Tomorrow, we're going shopping." She picked her head up and looked at me. She was probably wondering if all was forgiven since this was the first time I'd initiated a conversation since that bullshit happened. Like I said, the only time I said anything to my woman in two weeks is when I was buried balls deep inside her. And then it was usually only to remind her who the fuck she belonged to. She's been on a steady diet of that shit. "I promised Candy and Gabriella..." I cut her off
"Ooh." She was already moving on my tongue; she did like having her pussy eaten. I feasted on her until my mouth was full of her taste. But that's not what this was about. I eased her off my face and sat her on my chest before reaching over to the night table. Holding her eyes captive, I reached around behind her. "Lift up." She lifted just a little, so I could reach her ass to oil it up for what was to come. After I'd oiled her up nicely, I passed her the tube. "Grease my cock." She bit her bottom lip as she squeezed some into her hand and rubbed them together. Then she massaged it into my cock nice and slow. I could see her nervousness in the erratic beat of her pulse. Pulling her lips down to mine, I kissed her nice and slow letting her taste her pussy on my tongue. "Sit up. Look at my cock." I held my cock at the base. It was long, thick, and angry looking. She swallowed hard as she knew that every last inch was going into her ass. Eleven inches of steel, she could
The next day we got up and dressed to go on our little shopping trip. She had no idea where we were off to, and I didn't answer her any of the ten times she asked over breakfast. Things were a little less tense between us today. After I'd made up in my mind to fuck my son into her, my mind had finally found peace. The idea made me hard just thinking about it. She wasn't going anywhere no matter what, so there was no point in prolonging the issue. Also, with my kind in her, that should send the message to other assholes to back the fuck off. I didn't even know where Robert the fuck lived. I've never seen him around, and I thought it best not to get that information less. I lose my shit in the middle of the night and go off his ass for being stupid. "Come here, baby." I pushed back my chair so she could come sit on my lap. She had the biggest fucking smile on her face as she put her arm around my neck. I missed this shit, missed the easiness between us.
We walked around for a few, but I could tell she was anxious to get back. Probably needed to call her girls and talk about her new haul. "Can I go show mama?" See, that's a sure sign that my girl had got the right fucking ring. She couldn't wait to show that shit off, and fuck yes, I was pleased as shit. "We can do whatever you want, babe." Her sweet smile was back in full force, and I realized how much I'd missed that shit. Hopefully, for the next little while, there wouldn't be any fuck ups to send me off my ass again. After we swung by her family's estate so her mom could gush over her ring and her dad could finally size me up, it was back to the compound to my nosy ass brothers. Her old man hadn't been what I'd expected, though. He'd asked me into his library while the women went on and on about weddings and shit. I was ready for anything he had to throw at me. After the last couple weeks, there wasn't anything that was going to get in the way of me holdin
Dani had invited what looked like every female from Briarwood, and these chicks weren't just any run-of-the-mill females. These were the type of women that went the extra mile, which meant they were all put together. Some of them I'd never seen before, but the few I did know, huh. We kept them supplied with drinks and kept an eye on them to make sure no assholes got stupid. The women didn't seem interested in the looks coming their way, so that was our cue to step in if anything went south. If they were interested in dancing, that was their business, but the men seemed to think they were all spoken for, so we were able to relax after an hour or so. Shit, she brought Gabriella Danforth over to introduce her. I kept my eyes on Logan when she rose up on her toes to kiss my cheek and offer congratulations. I could see him grinding his molars, and his face drew tight. Damn, not even his brother, who was here to celebrate his engagement, was safe. "Thanks, Ga
I wasn't too careful with her hair when I grabbed two fistfuls and pulled her head on and off my cock. When I started hitting the back of her throat, I pulled out and got back in position behind her. Sinking two fingers deep, I went after her g-spot until she was fucking back hard against my hand. "Please, Connor." "What do you need, baby?" "You, inside me. I need you." Her pussy clenched around my fingers as her juices flowed once more. I pulled them out and reached around, feeding them to her as I slammed into her pussy. I kept the fingers in her mouth as she sucked hard and bit into her neck while jackhammering into her pussy. She never stopped screaming around my hand and cumming on my cock. I wanted to fuck her all night just like this. Never wanted it to end. *** After that night, we went back to being us, only with the added bonus of me loving my girl even more. Something about putting your ring on your woman's finger makes a man
That night Quinn called when I was just about to fuck Dani for the second time. We were both panting and out of breath; she was sprawled across my chest, barely moving, but her scent still had me rock hard, and seconds were sounding and looking good. "What's up?" I ran my hand over her ass, trying to dip low enough to get a finger inside her from this angle. "We've got a problem, bro. Meet at Logan's in ten." What the fuck? I looked at the phone and hung up. "Gotta make a run, babe, be right back." I sucked her tongue long and hard, gave the pussy a little finger action while she grabbed my dick, and then hopped into the shower for a quick wash-up. Everyone was there by the time I arrived. No one was bleeding, so whatever this was couldn't be too bad, I hope. Quinn threw an envelope across the table at me before I even sat down. Opening it, I didn't understand what I was looking at at first until I saw one of the names on the sheet. "What
I was waiting for one name. I don't know how I was so sure that it was the one I suspected. Maybe it was wishful thinking on my part. Maybe it was just me looking for any excuse to bury the fuck because he was the only one other than me to have laid hands on my woman. Don't ask me why the fuck that bothers me; it just does. Still, it wasn't reason enough to off a motherfucker. This shit might be, though. "So you've been smuggling drugs in and laundering money out for the past two years, and no one got wind of it." "We were always careful I was just the go-between kind of." "Kill the bullshit; we've seen the paper trail; you're up to your eyeballs in this shit. Now what we want to know is how does the Dupre foundation play into all this?" "How do you know about that?" "I'm asking the questions here, asshole. Now talk." "They don't; that's Rob's thing. Some chick he's fucking..." I punched him before he could get the words out of hi