Page 68 of Serving my Dragon
Kayleigh and I went to bed, stripping to our underclothes and literally falling onto the mattress, sleeping deeply until well past dawn. I woke to Kayleigh snuggled against me.
Being a man, I noticed her lack of garments.
Being her, she giggled. “Someone’s happy to see me.”
I definitely was.
“Mind if we shower first?” she asked.
Not one bit, although I was less than impressed when she insisted I sit on the stool she dragged from my kitchen so I wouldn’t put undue stress on my leg.
I stopped worrying about the emasculation of seeming weak when she started soaping me, her hands stroking over my upper body and lingering as she rubbed over my swelling cock.
She sprayed the suds clear, and my day got a whole lot better as she then proceeded to ensure the cleanliness of my shaft by licking it. Swirling her tongue up and down its length. Teasing the tip with her lips and teeth.
I wanted nothing more than to press her against the wall of my shower and show her my appreciation. Instead, I got spoiled. She straddled me, her hands on my shoulders, her legs astride mine, her pussy—the sweetest treasure—sheathing my cock. She rocked on me, uttering small pants of pleasure.
Me, I remained more manly in my sounds, grunting and breathing hard. My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her buttocks. We kissed at the moment of climax, a lingering embrace as pleasure exploded in us both, leaving us shaking but satisfied.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I think I’ve loved you from the moment you stumbled into my life. Stay with me.”
“For as long as you want.”
“How’s forever sound?”
A kiss was my reply.
We emerged from the bathroom smiling, and with tummies rumbling as we smelled something cooking. The kitchen held my mother and Pollita, the latter sitting at the table and already eating the breakfast Mama prepared.
“There you are,” Mama said, brandishing a wooden spoon. “Sit. Eat.” Nice to know she’d not forgotten about me now that she had a dragon to spoil.
Apparently, she’d cooked to soften her news.
“Just so you know, I’ll be leaving within the hour. I’ll be accompanying Pollita to the citadel and will be staying there a few days.”
“Hold on, you’re really going to live in the cave?”
“Not a cave once I’m done with it,” Mama stated. “Once I see the space, I’ll be able to make a list of things we’ll need to make it a proper home.”
“But how will you get there? It’s like a mile hike through the jungle.”
“Santiago and Juan have gone to buy an ATV and a wagon to pull behind it.”
“When I get bigger, I will fly my Lola,” Pollita stated between gulping bites.
My Lola?
I almost blurted, what about me? Since that sounded a tad needy for a grown man, I settled on, “What of your sewing business?”
“I will bring the pieces I’m working on with me.” And then because Mama knew her son, she added, “Since I won’t be here to make meals for you, your cousins will bring over some groceries so you won’t go hungry.” She glanced at Kayleigh. “Let them know if you need anything special for cooking.” Mama already assumed she’d be staying.
“I will make a list.”
“I’ll miss you.” Yeah, it slipped out.
“Me, too, mijo, but let’s be truthful. You are a busy man, even more so now that you’ve finally found a woman who makes you happy. I will still be around. Your aunts and I have already discussed taking turns staying there to ensure our special Pollita always has someone cooking and caring for her. But I’m thinking once things are settled, I might move in more permanently.”
