Page 86 of The Yips

“Well past that point.”

“Don’t you dare let me get attached and lose them,” Josie begged, remembering the losses from our parents’ brief attempts at remarrying.

“Are you taking a walk this morning?” I asked, changing the subject. I could not even think about a life without Kelsey and Crew, but I also knew that Josie’s morning walk was non-negotiable. She walked in all weather and without fail. It was one of the ways she had learned to cope with her anxiety.

“I am. Do you want me to bring him with me?”

“Sure,” I said, thinking about having a few stolen moments with Kelsey before we rushed back to Boston. I changed Crew and got him dressed before sending him off with Josie, ensuring she knew how to operate the wheel locks on the stroller before they set off outside.

When I slipped back into the guest room, Kelsey only started to stir. She looked from me to the bassinet, questioning the quiet.

“He had a bottle left over from last night. He’s eaten, and Josie is bringing him for a walk,” I said, stalking over to the edge of the bed.

“Oh, no one is home?”

“Just us,” I answered, and her face broke out in a wicked grin as she threw the covers off, revealing those tiny sleep shorts and a bralette that barely covered her swollen breasts. Fuck me.

“What are you thinking, Sam?”

“I’m wondering if you want to come on my face or my cock.”

“Oh, easy. Both,” she said confidently, slipped her thumbs into her waistband as she slid her shorts down her legs and tossed them aside.

I dragged her hips to the edge of the bed,dropping to my knees in front of her. I searched her eyes; sex with Kelsey was always like this, part filthy, lustful need, but intimate with emotions bared. I spread her legs, propping one on my shoulder, maintaining eye contact as I circled her clit with my thumb. Her chest rose and fell faster. Her lips parted as she watched me in anticipation.

“Love you so much, Kelsey,” I said just before drawing her clit into my mouth, sucking and laving it with my tongue, and eliciting a garbled whine and groan from Kelsey. When I slipped two fingers inside her heat, she bucked against my hands, greedily working herself toward release.

“Oh, God. Sam. Please, don’t stop.” My erection strained painfully against my compression shorts, begging for release. I curved my finger, finding the spot deep inside her that I knew would send her over the edge.

“Right there?” I asked, eyes locked on hers. “Don’t you dare look away, baby.”

“Yes,” she huffed out breathlessly. She continued with her pleas, her fingers intertwined in my hair, fuck if this wasn’t the best-goddammed reason to keep my hair longer. Her pale pink skin flushed, and her thighs trembled as I felt the start of that deep pulsing around my fingers. Her orgasm built as I worked her through it, coaxing it out of her with my fingers and mouth.

When the muscles in her thighs relaxed, I stood, removing my clothes as she used her elbows to crawl backward up the bed, making room for me. I palmed my cock, pumping it, “Still want this?” I asked.

“Yes! My God, Sam. Fuck me, now.”

I laughed, “You know, Kelsey, you’re going to give me a God complex. I’m not quite sure you want this badly enough.”

“Oh, Sam, do you need me to stroke your ego?” she asked.

“Among other things.”

“Come here, bury your cock so deep inside me that I forget my name. Let me see you lose control. I need that, Sam. I need you so much.”

I gripped my cock tight, notched at her entrance. “What do you need me for? You need me inside you?”

“Mhmmm, yes.”

I rewarded her by pressing just the tip inside her, feeling her stretch to accommodate me. I battled my raging desire and fought the urge to bury myself deep inside her. “You need me to make you come?”

“Mhmm, God, please. Sam,” she moaned in frustration as I teased her, not giving her the fullness she desperately wanted.

“What else do you need me for?”

With that, her control snapped. Her hands grabbed my ass. She arched her hips and pulled me towards her and left me no option but to sink into her fully. As I gave her what she needed, her eyes closed briefly, and her forehead rested against mine.

“I need you to be my everything, Sam.”

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