Page 70 of Constantine: Britain's Story: Part 2
I laugh at her. “Yeah, Liam designed it himself. It used to be just a basic log cabin, but he re-built the entire thing a couple years ago.”
“Wow, that’s really cool.” Caroline chimes in, surprising me. “Can we go down to the dock after lunch?”
“Definitely, you absolutely can.” God, please let them fall in love with Spearhead, too.
“I’m really starting to see the appeal,” Jess says to me, making me smile.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, gorgeous house, private chef, on the lake, and, bonus, he has a nice ass.”
“Thanks, Jess.” Liam says as he comes to take the seat beside me, dropping a kiss on the side of my head. “Carly! You and James should come eat with us!” he calls out into the kitchen.
After Carly finishes whipping her cream and James brings in Eden’s high chair, we all share an enjoyable family meal. There’s laughter, and teasing, and the food is insanely good. For the first time in months, my cup is starting to feel full. I look at Liam and then at the rest of my family, and I’m in awe. I didn’t know it could be like this, butfuck, I’m so happy it is. Even if it’s just for this moment, I’m going to savor it.
TWENTY-FOUR
Liam
“You’re spoiling us,” Britain says, like it’s a bad thing. She’s sitting in our bed, against a wall of pillows, with her Kindle in her lap.I’m never going to get tired of that view. I drop the towel from my shower over the tub and make my way back into our room, and this time, I make sure to lock the door.
I crawl into the bed next to her and say, “Yeah, so what if I am? You all deserve it. I’m here to take care of you and I’m not going to let you forget it.” I place a kiss on her forehead before settling back with the TV remote. I’d rather be crawling all over her, but I’m trying not to smother her. She’s also made it very clear: We. Are. Not. Together.But we will be.
“Do you want to watch something? Or if you want the sound off, I can just read, too.” I stop flipping through Netflix and look over to her. She’s smiling at me.Damn, I want her smiling at me, for me, forever. “What is it, baby?”
“I was happy today.” She gets teary eyed a second later.
“Hey,” I reach over and pull her into my side. “That’s great, baby.”
“Youmade me happy.”
I chuckle. “Again, you’re saying it like it’s a bad thing.”
“Well, I just…there’s just this part of me that wants to stay mad at you, but you’re making it hard.” I start running my fingers through her hair. I get it. It’s hard to let the go of the anger sometimes.
“I know, baby. I’m sorry.” We just cuddle for a little while until the TV auto turns off and the room gets thrown into darkness.
“You ready to go to sleep?” I whisper over her in case she already is. She doesn’t respond, so I start to move gently out from underneath her when she stops me.
She whispers back, “No,” then sits up, pulling off her oversized t-shirt and sliding her underwear away. That’s all it takes for me to get rock hard. I don’t make a move, though. Maybe she just wants to sleep naked. I’m fully prepared for this morning to be a one-off. I have no expectation that we’ll fall back into our twice-a-day routine, as unbelievably amazing as it was.
But then she surprises me when she gets on top of me, straddling me. She leans down to kiss me and I reach for her, slipping my hands into her hair. I want her so bad. My dick, my body, mybeingaches for her. I crave it. Ineedto be inside her. She breaks the kiss and starts to make her way down my chest, kissing me.
“I love you so much, Britain,” I whisper to her. She looks back up at me, but doesn’t say anything in return. That’s okay, I don’t need her to. At least not yet.
My fingers trail through her hair in her descent. “Baby, you don’t have to. I’m the one who should be taking care of you.”
She silences me with a finger to my lips. “I want to, Liam. I miss doing this for you…I love doing this.”Fucking hell.I won’t last 30 seconds. When she finally makes her way down and slips her lips around my cock, I have to fight not to bust in her mouth.How does she do this to me?It doesn’t seem fair that I’ve met the person who is so right for me in every way. Her body, her mind, her voice, her laugh. Everything about her life blends into mine seamlessly. She swirls her tongue around my head and heat floods my groin. I’m burning for her.
“Baby, I don’t want to come in your mouth tonight.” She nods in understanding, releasing me, then crawls back over to straddle me again.
“Do you want me to ride you, daddy?”Fuck. Daddy.Sparks fly in my head at the sound of her voice calling me daddy. My head and my heart feel like they’ll explode if I don’t get inside her.
“Yes. Be my good little girl and ride it.” She slides down on me, her tight pussy pulsing already. She wants this, too.Thank fuck she wants this, too.“Britain, I fucking love you.” I place my hands on her hips and help her grind as I thrust. She lets out the sexiest little moan when I hit her in the right spot. So we keep at it, but not for long. She slams down onto me, her pussy pulling me in tight as she tilts her head back and moans my name. Loudly.Fuck.
“Baby, shhh…” Sex with kids in the house is going to be a struggle with this one. She bites her lip to prevent any more sounds from coming out as she rides out her orgasm. As soon as she’s passed it, I flip her on to her back and slam back into her.
“I’m going to have to get you a gag, Bambi.” She laughs at me, then lifts her hips to meet me as I thrust. Every thrust brings me closer, but I keep holding back. I want her to come again. I want us to come together. I want to feel my girl take what’s hers. My thrusts, my cum, my love. It’s all hers. So I slow the pace and grind with her.
