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He takes it to mean move and my god, every nerve ending comes alive as his thick cock hits all the pleasure points inside me. His groan is low and gravelly as he pumps long and slow into me. The steady thrusts driving me to madness.
“Leo, more, harder,” I manage to grit out.
He grunts once, moving his hands under my ass, angling my hips up just a little before powering into me.
“Holy fuck!”
Chapter 14
Judge
Kaia screams as I bottom out deep inside her, her perfect pussy gripping me like she never wants to let me go. The memories of the times we made love all come rushing back in a flood of emotion. Never has it felt this good with anyone but Kaia. The connection between us is unreal as I power in and out of her. Her pleas and cries for more and harder bounce around the walls along with the sound of our skin slapping, coming together as one. I want this to last forever, for as long as I live, and yet I know from the telltale tingle in my spine that it’ll be over soon. I can only hope that once the post orgasmic glow has worn off that she doesn’t run. But I have a plan for that. I will chase her and fuck her into submission.
Pulling out of her and pinching the base of my dick, I roll to my back and lift her limp body over mine, her back to my chest, her short legs flopping on either side of mine. Reaching down I grip my hard cock, nestle it into her dripping hole, and power up into her from below. Her head lolls on my shoulder as I nibble her ear lobe, her moans turning into cries as I hold her to me, one arm banded around her waist, the other wrapped across her chest, hand resting gently at her throat.
“Give me one more baby, just one more and I’ll fill you with my cum.” She gasps, her feet finding purchase on the bed so she can bear that hot little pussy down on me.
I power into her over and over again until her thighs lock tight and her body trembles in ecstasy. Only then do I release with a long, low groan, my body joining hers in rhythmic shudders.
“I’ve never,” she swallows. “It’s never been like that with anyone but you,” she whispers, and then whimpers, a sob ripping from deep inside her, her tears tracking down the side of her face, pooling on my chest.
“I know, Kai. It’s the same for me.” I press kisses to the side of her head, her tears salty on my lips.
We lie like this for long moments, my softening cock still warm and wet inside her, as she lays in my arms, back to my chest. I breathe her in, all her scents. The green apple of her shampoo, the drying sweat on her skin, the sweet tang of her pussy still lingering in my beard.
She rolls off me, and I instantly feel the loss of our connection. I reach for her, but she sniffles and shimmies off the bed, thighs clenched as she runs to the next room to clean up. My lips twitch as I’m hurtled back to the past, the very first time I made fumbling love to her so we could lose our virginities to someone we trusted. I ran a bath and prepared a washcloth to clean her up, after reading about it in one of my mom’s romance novels I snuck from her collection. I wanted Kai to have the full romance experience. Instead, she screwed up her face, told me to keep that washcloth away from her and ran, thighs clenched to the bathroom, just like now.
“Why are you smiling like that?” she grumbles at me, arms crossed at the foot of the bed.
Ah, she’s back. Any whiff of vulnerability and Kaia’s claws will come out.
“Just remembering. Come here, I want to hold you a little more.”
She lets out a huff, but does as I say, climbing up with very little grace, then flopping down on her side. As soon as she’s still I pull her into my arms, tucking her head under my chin. She’s stiff for a split second, then melts into me, one arm tucked against me, the other thrown over my waist. Her lips press a soft kiss to the base of my throat and I know that I can’t let this woman go. Not again. She’s my heart, my soul, and I’ve not felt peace like this since she left without a word when we were eighteen years old.
“There are things you should know,” she starts, and I know there are. I’ve felt it. But I’m also a coward.
“Shhh, baby. We have plenty of time for that. Let’s just lie here and be with each other.”
She nods, her curls catching in my beard. I brush her hair back out of her face, pressing my lips to the top of her head.
“You’re mine, Kai,” I whisper into her hair.
“Yeah, I think I am.”
I wake when I feel rummaging in the bed. “Mm, what’s going on?” After another two rounds with Kaia, I’m exhausted. Depleted. Especially after she sucked my soul right out of my balls that third time.
“Get up, lazy bones. We got kids to pick up.” Something rough lands on my face, and I don’t have to open my eyes to know it’s my jeans.
Groaning, I roll up to sit, rubbing my hands over my face while Kaia laughs. “The joys of having kids buddy.”
“I’m sure mom and dad will be happy to keep them a little longer,” I grumble, looking for my shirt.
“I’m sure they could, but you’re the dad and they’re your kids so you gotta look after ‘em. Come on, chop chop!” Kaia jokes butI know that she probably hasn’t really spent much time away from the kids at all. An overnighter without them probably feels like she’s missing a limb.
“OK, OK, I’m up.”
I throw my clothes on, tucking my half mast dick into my pants. It doesn’t seem to matter how many times I cum inside Kaia, he just keeps wanting more. I make my way out of the bedroom, freezing momentarily when she grins at me from the doorway. She’s so fucking beautiful, and she’s mine. She crosses her eyes and pokes her tongue at me, then squeals when I slap her ass, hurrying her out the door.
