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I lifted her off the ground and her long legs wrapped around my waist as I pinned her against the wall. The heat from her pussy sent a jolt directly to my cock and it started to thicken and press against my pants.
“Bear,” she giggled against my mouth. “Stop it. Our mothers are still here.”
“I know but sometimes I can’t help myself when I’m around you. The moment rushes me…” I slid my tongue along her neck and she gasped. “And I need to have you on my tongue or feel my stiff dick stabbing inside of you.” I pinched her skin between my teeth and her body tensed as a whimper slid from her mouth.
“Bear, oh my god.” She let out the sweetest moan. It was dipped in sugar just for me.
Cecily made me so fucking ravenous it should have been a sin. I gave into my carnal desires and slid the strap of her dress off her shoulder then slipped my hand inside so that I was cupping her soft warm breast. “I promise I won’t fuck you right now but I can’t make any promises for tonight.”
“Isn’t your father going to be here?”
“Yeah. He is. So I’ll try not to make you scream too loud.” I kissed my way from her neck to her lips and slipped my tongue in her mouth just a little. My dick was so hard it hurt. I had to pull away from her before I pulled her panties to the side and fucked her on the wall.
I set her on her feet and tugged on her hair a little while her brown eyes traced my forearms. “You know…the veins in your arms turn me on more than almost anything in the fucking world?” She let her fingers skate over my skin then she bit her bottom lip.
“Is that right?”
“Uh huh. I love watching the way they bulge against your skin especially when you choke me.” Her eyes screamed sex and lust and I wanted to answer their call.
“Cecily, don’t make me bend you over and punish your tight little pussy for saying shit like that.”
“I want you to. Punish my pussy until it hurts,” she purred, tugging on my shirt. I gripped my cock through my pants and smirked at her. I loved how nasty her mouth was. I wrapped my fingers around her throat and squeezed while she slipped her hand in my pants and stroked my thick erection.
We were addicted to each other and neither one of us wanted to kick the habit. The fire in her eyes seared through my chest into my thumping heart. Her smooth hand felt amazing working my shaft up and down. Every time she stroked the head of my cock, I fought the urge to groan out loud. She was about to make me come in my goddamn pants like a teenager.
Our intense session was broken up abruptly when we heard Luanne and Lane talking. Cecily yanked her hand out of my pants and I let her throat go just in time. Well…kind of in time. My dick was still hard as steel. I had to angle my body toward the wall while Cecily stood in front of me.
“Think about something non-sexual,” she told me under her breath.
“Yeah, that’s not easy to do with a perfect view of your ass in that sundress, baby doll.”
“Cecily, are you back?” Luanne’s voice worked expertly to turn my dick flaccid again.
“Yeah, Mom. I’m in the foyer with Bear.” By the time I saw Luanne and Lane, my cock was docile and calm. I had to keep my eyes and my mind off Cecily and how sexy she was.
“I think I should leave before Griffon comes. I still have to get liquor and pick up some of the food but most of that stuff can be done tomorrow. I never realized how uneasy being around him makes me feel,” Luanne said with a shudder. I hated that she didn’t feel welcome in what I considered to be her own fucking house.
“I understand, Luanne. Let me know if there’s anything I can do before Dad gets back and I’ll take care of it.” I glanced at Lane and she offered me a soft smile.
“We’ll all get through this and come out on the other side, Bear.” She rubbed my shoulder and I wanted so badly to wrap my arms around her in a hug. I didn’t want to let Luanne know that Lane and I were aware of everything though.
So I watched the two women who loved me more than anything in the world leave before my father got back home and disrupted everybody’s fucking peace. Cecily and I found our way into the study and I sat behind the desk, pulling out a cigar from the drawer.
“Did I ever tell you that I have a love-hate relationship with you and those damn cigars?” Cecily’s cute face scrunched into a frown as she regarded me.
“Nah, you never told me that.” I pulled out my golden bear lighter and lit the cigar after clipping the tip.
“You look extremely sexy and badass when you smoke but I hate how unhealthy it is.” She toyed with her hair nervously and I realized that’s what love looked like. It wasn’t all about those three words. It was about the worry and the heartache too. I blew out a puff of thin gray smoke and sighed a little bit.
“How about this…when you get pregnant, I’ll stop cold turkey. I’ll never pick up another cigar. Deal?” I winked at her through the hazy smoke and she couldn’t hide her grin.
“Deal.” She lifted her gaze to mine and slid her full lips to the side. “Wait, you just know you’re going to knock me up, huh?”
“That’s my goal. Hopefully, you’re already pregnant and we don’t even know it.”
“How do you know I’ll be a good mother?” She asked. It was meant to be playful but I heard the weight her words carried.
“Cecily, you’re an angel. You couldn’t be more perfect in my eyes if I saw God creating you myself. You’re patient, kind, and smart as hell. I know that our kids will adore you. I know you’ll be an amazing mother. I can’t wait to prove it to you.”
