6. Graham
CHAPTER 6
graham
Walking through the front door of my house, all the lights are turned off except the small table lamp in the entryway, which illuminates just enough for me to navigate through the house without tripping on anything. It’s much later than it should be, and I feel guilty for missing dinner with Mila again, but at least it doesn’t happen often. Even if it was twice this week.
Pouring a glass of water, I look around the empty, quiet space of the open living room and decide water just isn’t going to cut it tonight. Moving to the liquor cabinet that I keep locked up tight, I pull out a bottle of whiskey and pour a heavy-handed glass over ice. Taking the tumbler to the back door, I head outside and into the balmy Washington air, taking a seat on my patio couch. Nights like this are a reminder of how lonely my life is. Sure, I’ve got Mila, and I love being a dad, but it’s not the same as having a partner to share the quiet stillness of the evenings with. I never thought I wanted kids until a rosy-faced baby girl showed up on my doorstep screaming like a banshee. While I wouldn’t trade Mila for anything in the world, being a single dad has made it nearly impossible for me to date.
Taking a sip of the whiskey, I hold it up in front of my face, the moon shining through the amber liquid—the same color as Hailey’s gorgeous eyes. Our night together flashes like an erotic montage in my mind, the way her body felt under me as I filled her with my cock, her soft skin, the taste of her cum on my lips—so fucking sweet—her moans, the way her lower body arched, her breasts jutting upward as she came.
My dick hardens in my jeans, reminding me of its presence as I let myself relive that night together. It’s been a dirty montage replaying in my mind for the last week. Being forty-two, I’ve had my fair share of hookups, fuck buddies, one-night stands, and girlfriends—mostly in my younger years, pre-Mila—but nothing could have prepared me for sex with Hailey. It was as if she was made for just me. We fit together perfectly, our bodies in sync, not a moment of awkwardness, only pure, unadulterated desire and carnal need.
My palm slinks down to my straining dick, rubbing over the tight fabric of my jeans, hoping for a bit of relief but knowing I’ll ultimately end up going upstairs to jerk off to those pretty whiskey eyes. But then I remember her words and our agreement. Free use.
I nearly spill the contents of my tumbler as I jump to my feet like an eager teenager. This past week has been a long one, and while we’ve shared a few flirty moments, I fell right back into the ease of just living together with Mila in the house. There hasn’t been time to consider taking her up on the offer or seeking her out.
Locking up the house, I make my way down the hallway, my dick throbbing, my hands itching to touch that silky skin, my mouth watering to suck on her sweet little clit.
My hand hovers over her doorknob, hesitating for a split second before remembering her desire to have me sneak into her room while she sleeps. Fuck, she’s goddamn perfect.
Without letting my morals rise to the surface, allowing my lust to take the lead, I slip into Hailey’s room. I’ve never been more thankful that my guest room was on a different floor from my daughter’s. Ever so quietly, I close the door behind me, flicking the lock after it clicks closed. Hailey’s bed sits in the center of the room, her prone body lying peacefully under a blanket. Careful with each of my footfalls, I walk over to the side of the bed, studying her sweet face. Short blonde hair is splayed out across the dark navy blue of the pillow, her supple lips open slightly, breathing so soft and shallow.
She’s lying on her side, the top of her bare shoulder peeking out from under the thick blanket that covers her. My dick is standing at full mast in anticipation of everything to come, but I’m unsure exactly where I want to start with her. My eyes trace over her body, finding her dainty wrist bare of fabric or color—no pink scrunchie means she’s open to play.
Stripping out of my clothes and leaving them in a heap on the floor, I reach for the blanket that’s separating me from her perfect body and slowly pull it down to discover what’s under it. Like unwrapping a highly anticipated present, inch by glorious inch, she’s revealed to me. My cock throbs painfully against my abdomen, my mouth falling slightly open when I realize she’s sleeping completely fucking naked. Pushing the blankets off to the side, leaving her completely exposed, the cool air hits her warm flesh, prickling it with goosebumps that I want to trace with my tongue.
Hailey rolls to her back, letting her legs fall open, giving me access to what I came here for—pussy so damn good I’ll never be the same since having it. She doesn’t wake up, and it stirs something inside me. The idea of playing with her while she sleeps, having her wake up while I’m working her body into an orgasm. My cock jumps at the thought.
I trace my fingers up the length of her legs, skin so soft under my rough fingertips—unmarred, so supple, and goddamn delicious. My fingers continue their climb to the inside of her thighs, slowly dragging through the sexy little crease of her pussy. I nearly groan out loud at that first contact and my mouth salivates, wanting another taste.
Fuck getting my dick wet, I want her to slowly wake up with my mouth on her pussy. Getting comfortable on my stomach between her legs, careful not to jostle the bed too much, my face lined up with my new favorite toy, I take a tentative, slow lick over her lips with the flat of my tongue. The moan that rolls out of me comes from somewhere deep as her sweet tang hits my taste buds. She pulls a part of me that has lain dormant for so long to the front, my mind foggy with lust but also clearer than ever before. I place an open-mouthed kiss to her pussy, letting my tongue flick between her lips as I breathe in a deep inhale of her sweet scent.
“Graham?” she whines, her voice groggy and thick with sleep.
“Shh, honey, it’s me,” I whisper as I take another slow swipe of her center.
“This what you want, Graham?”
“Yeah, honey, it’s exactly what I want.”
“Use me, take what you need.”
Fuck. Where did this girl come from and how did I get so lucky?
“Not until I make you come on my tongue, Hailey. That’s what I need.”
Her hands reach down, combing through my hair as I lick through her center, finding my way to her sweet spot—that swollen little clit that’s throbbing for attention. Using my thumbs to spread her open, I take a second to look at her pink center, moisture building at her core.
Using the flat of my tongue, I lick up her arousal, moaning against her skin as I do.
“I love the taste of your pussy,” I mumble as I eat her, finding a rhythm, remembering the things that made her body react the first time I had her like this. “I can’t get enough, honey,” I groan as I press my face in closer to her core. “ Fuck , Hailey.” And just like last time, something snaps. Grabbing her hips, I yank her onto my waiting open mouth, devouring her.
“Oh! Graham!” she cries as her hands grapple for purchase on the bedsheets.
Her body arches further into my mouth, nearly suffocating me. She lets me have my way with her, licking her pussy, sucking on her swollen clit as it throbs against my tongue.
“You’re gonna make me come, Graham. Feels. So. Goooood.”
“Fuck yeah, Hailey. Let me have it.”
Her body starts to shake, her clit pulsing as I suck gently on it. Her lower back arches, just as I remember, and she combusts. I lick her through her orgasm, lapping up the sudden flood of arousal, feeling feral to swallow down every bit of her.
“Too sensitive. Graham . . .” she moans, and I pull back, sitting up between her legs.
“You just taste so fucking good, honey. I’m greedy for you. You like coming on my tongue? Like it when I eat your little pussy until you’re flooding my mouth with your cum?”
“Jesus. Yes. So much.”
“Good girl. Cause I’m gonna want more of it,” I admit.
Flipping her over onto her stomach, I run my hands up the smooth lines of her thighs, using my thumbs to spread the bottom of her cheeks open to reveal the drenched pussy that’s calling to me. My hands continue their climb, squeezing into the plump flesh of her ass, loving the way it feels as I fill my palms with her.
“Goddamn, Hailey, you’re so sexy. So fucking sweet.”
“Mmm. And all yours.”
My head falls back as I groan, her words washing over me in a caress.
“Yeah, you are. I’m gonna fill you up now. Are you ready?”
“God, yes, Graham,” she moans out the words, her hips lifting as she wiggles in my direction, pressing back in search of me.
“Jesus, honey. So needy. So desperate for my cock.”
I give my dick a lazy stroke with my hand as I look down at her plump ass, her pussy weeping for me. Wanting her a bit higher, I lift her hips and stuff a pillow under her pelvis. My hand rubs over the soft area of her lower back, following the path of her spine to between her shoulder blades and back down again. My fingers dig into each voluptuous cheek of her ass before sliding down between her legs, finding her wet pussy and slipping my fingers inside, doing my best to prep her to take my cock. Arousal coats my digits as I press two into her heat. She’s warm and slippery as I languidly stroke her with them.
“Graham,” she whines, and I know I can’t wait any longer.
Lining my cock up with her center, I slowly press in, working through the slight resistance of her tight channel. Her wet warmth envelops my length and a groan releases from my lips, my fingertips gripping and massaging into her hips. It takes all my strength to go slow, the primal urge to drive into her in one powerful thrust and rut into her like an animal, strong.
“Shit, honey, you feel so good. So. Damn. Good.”
I sink all the way in, my pelvis flush with her ass as I knead her skin with my hands. Leaning forward over her, I lick up the length of her spine, trailing kisses everywhere I can reach, loving the taste of her skin on my tongue.
A few precious moments pass as she adjusts to me before I sit back up and watch as my dick withdraws, coated in her essence, before slamming back in, my dick disappearing inside her body. Hailey’s pussy spasms, clenching around me like a vise grip. I fuck her hard, keeping her ass in my palms the entire time until she starts to shake, her pussy walls fluttering around me. Damn, she’s so responsive, already so close to orgasm.
Wanting to see her face as she comes on my cock, I pull out abruptly, flipping her over and driving my dick back inside her needy pussy.
Hips grasped tightly in my hand, I move inside her, grinding my pelvis into her clit every time I fill her. Her body jerks as I thrust, perky breasts bouncing, mouth open forming a little ‘o’. She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, and I feel like the luckiest man in the world that she is giving me her body, letting me inside her. It’s a heady fucking feeling, and my heart stutters in my chest. Fuck. What would it be like if this was our life? Coming home from a long day of work to Hailey waiting for me, spending our nights wrapped up together, falling asleep holding her in my arms.
Her hands glide over my wrists and forearms, clenching around me as she starts to unravel.
“That’s it, honey. Come all over my cock. Squeeze me, Hailey, make me come with you.”
“Oh, fuck yes, Graham. Fill me up, let me feel it.”
Her words hit their mark, going straight to my aching, heavy balls, my orgasm rapidly approaching, but I don’t want this to be over yet.
“Shit, Hails. Keep talking like that, I’m gonna blow.”
“Yes! Give it to me! Come with me!”
Hailey strains under my hands, body shaking, lower back arching, and it unleashes something in me. My body responds to her demand, my balls drawing up close, my cock thickening inside her tight cunt as I start to come.
“I’m coming, fuck, yeah, Hailey. Fuck.”
With one final hard thrust, I drive as deep as her channel will allow, filling up her pussy with my cum as she spasms around me. Coming with someone is fairly rare, and this is a first for me, even at my age. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Euphoric. Her orgasm prolongs my own and vice versa. I already want a repeat.
I collapse on top of her, my mouth finding hers, and as if she was waiting for me, she responds naturally, opening up, her tongue meeting mine in the middle. Her hands trail up and down my back and it’s so goddamn comforting. My eyes start to get heavy, and I know I’ve got to get up before I fall asleep in here.
Rolling us to our sides, careful to keep my still-hard dick inside her wet center—not ready to leave her body yet—I pull her back flush against me, maneuvering us so that I’m completely spooning her petite body with mine.
She smells like fresh flowers and strawberries, and I tuck her head onto my bicep as I inhale her sweet scent. Her fingers trail softly over my arm that’s bound across her stomach, running her fingers through the short swath of hair and further relaxing me.
“Thank you. You’re amazing, Hails.”
“Mmm,” she softly hums.
I remind myself to get up, pull on my clothes, and get my ass to my own room, but as her breathing settles and her hand goes limp between us, my eyes close, and I fall asleep holding this beautiful woman in my arms, feeling content for the first time in my life.