“Is Jake really okay?”I stopped the truck in front of Jacob's house and turned to my daughter.“He's fine, but Taylor, you need to stop calling him that.”“But mom, he told me I could call him that,” She insisted, undoing her seat belt before opening the door to get out.“Somehow, I feel like I shouldn't believe what you say, baby.”I went to the back door and picked Lily up before setting her down to see her run to her owner.The damned pig was getting heavier.“I promised I wouldn’t say more lies, mommy. Although I didn't really lie, I just didn't tell the whole truth. They’re two different things.”And she was only seven.“I dread the day you come of age, girl,” I sighed, leading her towards the entrance.It’d only been a few hours since I saw Jacob and he told me about his painful past, but somehow, those few hours felt like days.I hadn't wanted to let go of him. I’d wished I could weld my arms around him and comfort him until he felt strong enough to face the world on his own,
Vivienne would be the death of me.But what a way to go.I couldn't believe I'd let her do what she did to me, though…it had been amazing.I couldn't remember the last time someone did a hand job to me, but this one would never leave my mind.Nor her words.Shit, Vivienne sure had a dirty mouth, and I had loved every word that had come out of it.I’d loved the way she’d made me feel with her words and her touch.In those few minutes, only existed the two of us. For a few minutes, all I could think about was how amazing her hand felt around me, and how I wished I could turn around to finish on top of her and finally fuck her.The only thing that had stopped me was the explosive orgasm that happened when she ordered me to come.Son of a bitch, no one ever said those words to me in the past. I’d always been the one to give my partner pleasure and then get my own, so Vivienne taking the reins and helping me get out of my mind had been really liberating.In more than one way.“Look at him,
“Did you really name her Taylor because you love Taylor Swift?” Jacob shook his head still in disbelief. “I thought it was some kind of joke between you.” “I never joke about something this serious, Jacob,” I said solemn. “I always say my daughter has my last name because I did all the work since the beginning, but the truth is that I wanted her name to be as similar as possible to Taylor Swift, and since our last names sound alike… The rest is history.” “And her second name is Dreams,” He reminded me amused. “I can't believe the little girl's luck to carry that couple of last names.” I smiled at the sarcastic tone he used and shrugged nonchalantly. I didn’t regret my choice of name when it came to my daughter. Peter always blamed me saying that I was the only one deciding on her name, but he was as much a fan of Taylor as I was and sang her songs at the top of his lungs at every concert we went. Yep, concerts. In plural. Was this a good moment to say that if she’d been a boy, my
Maybe I should get a bike.I didn't think Vivienne would be right at saying that.I thought I’d feel awkward and clumsy when I first got my hands on her, but once I focused and put my doubts aside, I knew exactly what I had to do.And now I wanted to do it again, because once wasn't enough.To pleasure her with my fingers and seeing how passionate she had been with my fingers buried deep inside her, evaporated all of my insecurities and I finally understood the truth.This was Vivienne.A mother who worried if her daughter was bullied and harassed at school and decided to put hundreds of miles away so Taylor would be okay. She took Taylor to psychologists and found her a therapy pet to help her, and even protected her from me when I was rude to her.This was the woman who went out of her way for her patients and tried everything to make sure they were okay. She would even sleep on the clinic’s floor when a first-time mom’s labor would be early.And this was the woman who had shown me
“How many are coming, mom?”“Only one, honey. But I need you to go behind the fence, we don't know this cow’s temper.”Jacob stopped the truck with the trailer when Taylor fell to her feet on the other side of the fence.“Hey, baby,” My boyfriend greeted me as he got out of the truck.“Hello, handsome.”I kissed him back with pleasure, ignoring my daughter's complaints a few feet from us, and walked away to open the trailer.“How was the trip, Jeff?” I said when I saw Jacob's right hand, and who went with him to Seattle to rescue a dairy cow that would’ve been taken to the slaughterhouse for not producing enough milk. Fortunately, one of the managers knew about The Eden and had contacted Jacob, who didn’t hesitate to drive more than six hours to safe the cow.“It was okay, Vivi. Though I don't know how you can stand this guy, he snores a lot,” The foreman complained, though he never lost his smile.“I don't snore, I just breathe hard,” Was Jacob's reply, but as he walked next to me, I
I groaned in pain as my chest hair was pulled, and my hand closed around the tinny wrist causing my pain.“What are you doing, Taylor?” I asked, once I opened my eyes and found the little girl leaning over me and looking at me curiously.“You have a lot of chest hair.” She said, her little fingers still wiggling as they tried to get out of my grasp.I never thought it was to get away, in fact, it was quite the opposite, I knew she would try to pull the hair showing at the top of my tank top.“It hurts too if you try to tear them off, little one,” I lowered my voice as I heard the soft sigh Vivienne released against my back, at the same time the arm around me tensed for a few seconds before relaxing again.“Dad's hairless,” Continued saying the girl, who apparently didn't care whether her mother woke up or not. “I didn't know you could have that many.”“I'm not that hairy either,” I blurted out a little defensively.Hair had hit me hard at puberty, making me refrain for a while from go
I bit my wrist to keep from crying out when his tongue touched a particularly sensitive spot.“Jacob, please...”His growl made my body vibrate, making me shudder completely, but his mouth never stopped his attack.“Jacob, baby...”“One more, Vivienne,” He murmured, his lips barely leaving my clit to speak before returning to suck and lick all the way through.Jacob made sense of the sentence eat you whole.I had enjoyed oral sex in the past, did I come this way? No. But I did enjoy it.There had always been some kind of disconnection between my vagina and whoever’s mouth was trying to please it, but that didn't mean I hadn't repeatedly tried to find out if what so many women talked about and I what read in books was real.And oh, yes. It was definitely real. I’d found it. Because that or actually he had made me come like never before every time he put his mouth on my pussy.Jacob had made me addicted to oral sex.“Fuck, fuck, fuck…”I shrieked frantic as I tried to close my legs for
“Please tell me you didn't flirt with the Incredible Hulk’s woman.”I grumbled in pain after touching my split lip and seeing a drop of blood on my finger.“Fuck.”“Jacob?” I turned my attention to Vivienne, who kept unmoving from the front door with her eyes fix behind me where Kane disappeared, “Who the hell is that mastodont of a man who thinks he owns this house? Should I take my daughter and run? Call the police? Pull out my dart gun?”“No, baby. Don't do any of that,” I sighed, and was grateful when she came over to me with her hand outstretched to help me up. “Kane is harmless.”Vivienne snorted.“Says the man who ended up on the ground thanks to the harmless Kane.”“I promise you it's all right,” I insisted, pulling her to me once I was on my feet. “Why don't you stay with Taylor until Silvia gets here? I know you’ll feel better that way.”“Who’s that guy, Jacob?”I couldn't help the look of embarrassment that showed on my face.“Hmm, he’s my best friend.”“Your best friend,”