8. Graham
CHAPTER 8
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“How was that date of yours, old man?” Liam asks while we drive the golf cart to one of our rickhouses. We’re meeting with our in-house event coordinator, Blaire, to talk with a couple who requested to meet the master distillers before they consider booking their wedding with us. Odd request, but Liam and I complied—slightly terrified of Blaire if we were to say no. She’s a sweet thing but definitely exudes a “don’t fuck with me” vibe, especially with Liam’s older brother Dallas as her boyfriend. Working for the Hayes family has always been great, and I’ve always been treated with respect, but I definitely get along with Liam the best. His two older brothers, Dallas and Sawyer, are a little rougher around the edges. One of them always seems to have a busted lip or a black eye, and while I know they box weekly at the gym, they just seem a little more unhinged than Liam or their younger brother, Carter.
“Best I ever had.”
“Damn. Gonna repeat it?”
“Already have,” I admit, knowing there’s no damn way he’ll catch on to who it is that’s consuming my time.
My phone buzzing in my pocket pulls my attention from the conversation. Pulling it out, I recognize the number as the elementary school. I click accept, a rush of nerves shooting through me.
“Hello?”
“Hi, is this Mr. Colson, Mila’s dad?”
“Hi, yes it is.”
“Hey, it’s Laura, the school nurse at the elementary school.”
My heart stumbles in my chest.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything is just fine. Mila started her period. She’s doing okay, seemed very calm, and knew exactly what to do but she is uncomfortable and asked if she could go home.”
My brain buzzes with white noise as her words slam into me. Mila started her period ? My Mila?
“Uhm, yes. Of course, I’m on my way.”
I hang up the phone but can’t seem to talk to tell Liam to pull over. My little girl started her period? A steady hand clamps my shoulder, demanding my attention.
“Hey, old man, you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, just a little stunned. Mila started her period and wants to come home. Shit. She probably wouldn’t want that spread around town.”
Liam chuckles.
“Don’t worry, secret’s safe with me. Damn, I’m glad that is years off for Charlotte. You good?”
“No. Yeah. I don’t know. Let me hop out, I’ll jog over to the parking lot. I’ve gotta go pick her up.”
“Nah, I’ll text Dal and let them know I’m gonna be a minute, I’ll drive you,” Liam says as he glances over at me. “You sure you’re okay? Lookin’ a little pale.”
I wipe my sweaty palms over my denim-clad thighs.
“Yeah, I’m fine, just processing. Little bit of a shock.”
“I get it. I’m sure I’ll react the same when Charlie gets hers in a few years. Hell, hopefully it’s more than a few years. Hannah’s periods kick her ass and she’s a tough one. I feel bad for the female population, man.”
“You’re tellin’ me. My poor little girl.”
“You’ve handled everything up until this point like a badass, this is no different. But if you need anything, let us know. Han wouldn’t hesitate to help out. You got Hailey, too, right?”
At the sound of her name, my heart quickens, she’d know exactly what to do.
“Yeah, everything’ll be fine. And Mila is so mature for her age. Just gotta process that my baby isn’t my baby anymore.”
“Bullshit, old man, I refuse to believe that. They’ll always be our babies. Charlotte will always be my baby. I don’t care if she’s 5, 15, or 50.”
I chuckle, and it breaks up some of my nerves. Once I’m in my truck, I call the first person that comes to mind. Hailey picks up on the first ring, her soft, cheerful voice filling the cab.
“Hey, you, how is your day?”
“Mila started her period. I’m on my way to pick her up at school, she wants to come home.”
“Aww! Such a big event! Do you need anything?”
“Hails, I don’t know what I need. I thought we had a few years before this. Thank God I got her that What to Expect: Puberty Edition book, but why the fuck didn’t I read it?”
Hailey’s sweet laugh rings out.
“This isn’t funny. I’m losing it. What do I do? What does she need?”
“Well, Mr. Colson, I have never seen you flustered before. You go pick up Mila and meet me at the house. I’ll run down to the store and get a few things for her. Don’t make it weird for her!”
“Don’t make it weird. How the fuck do I do that?”
She laughs again and it melts some of the tension I’m feeling.
“Just be you. It’s just some blood, and her body is changing. I’ve seen the signs lately and wondered. I should have mentioned it to you.”
“Ya think?” I say with a light chuckle.
“Everything is fine. Go get our girl and meet me at the house. I’ll beat you there.”
Our girl. Man, do I like the sound of that.
After returning home with Mila, Hailey had everything that Mila could possibly need, jumping in and making her feel comfortable. We ate spaghetti with meat sauce, salad, garlic bread, and brownie ice cream sundaes for dessert. Mila was uncomfortable but was otherwise my same little girl she was when she woke up this morning. That doesn’t mean my heart and mind are at peace.
Before starting our episode of Gilmore Girls , Mila headed to her room to talk to one of her friends, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I lean against the wall, letting my head fall back, taking a deep breath. Hailey’s scent hits me before I see her. So soft and sweet. Her hand reaches out and runs down the length of my arm while she looks up at me with concern.
“Graham, it’s fine, I promise she’s okay. This is normal.”
“Isn’t she too young? She’s just a little girl. She’s ten, Hails! Could something be wrong?”
“She’s young but not too young. It’s usually based on when the mother started, which I suppose you don’t know, right?”
I give her a face that says, really ? But I’m still not at ease, even if I had access to that information. “When did my little girl grow up?”
“I’m sure it feels like overnight, but she’s perfectly healthy and this is absolutely normal. We can call the pediatrician tomorrow if it will make you feel better.”
“Does she need to be seen by her doctor?” I say, suddenly panicking.
“Graham, calm down, breathe. She’s okay.”
I work on steadying my breathing.
“What do we do now?”
“Well, I was the last to get mine out of my sisters, and Hannah made it a big thing. We went out for dinner, got ice cream, and then watched a movie. She celebrated me becoming a woman. The alien inhabiting Harlow’s body even evacuated for the night and the three of us had a great time together.”
“Shit. A woman,” I repeat, running my hands through my hair.
“Hey, come here . . .” Hailey whispers as she grabs my wrist and pulls me down the hallway and into her bedroom where she shuts the door behind us. Her hands move to my face, framing it as those beautiful whiskey-amber eyes look up at me.
“She is fine. What she needs is her dad to not make things weird. At the end of the day, she has you, Graham, that’s it. I’m here for her always, but you’re her dad and she needs you.”
“It’s not that I think it’s weird, Hails, I’m not worried about blood or needing to normalize it, it’s just that I thought we had so much time before this step. It’s such a huge milestone for her. I’m not ready for my little girl to grow up.” I swat at the rogue tear that escapes my eye, unsure where the influx of emotion came from so suddenly. “I’m thankful for you. Thank you for being here to help take care of my girl.”
And I mean it. For the first time in a decade, I have someone to share these events with, to talk through them with. I have someone who has my back and can ground me when I spiral. I didn’t realize until now that even though I’ve enjoyed every moment of being Mila’s dad, I’ve been in survival mode this entire time. And right now? I don’t have to be. I have someone to share the hardships of parenting with.
“Always and anytime. I feel so honored to be here for both of you. You two are incredible, Graham. I love the family you’ve created just the two of you and feel so grateful I get to be a small part of it for a bit.”
Her words shouldn’t hurt, but they do, a sharp pain right in the center of my heart. A small part? For a bit? The thought of this arrangement ending someday makes my heart want to claw out of my chest to get to hers, to bury myself so deep that I’m a permanent part of her.
Fuck. Shit is getting complicated.
After saying good night to Mila, I collapse onto the couch next to Hailey, my heavy body sinking into the soft cushions.
“What a goddamn day. I’ve never felt so underprepared for anything in my life.”
Except for each of these two women and how they barreled into my life unexpectedly and without shame.
“What can I do?” Hailey asks, so genuinely sweet. She’s so damn caring. I roll my head to the side, meeting the beautiful woman next to me. She’s wearing a pair of leggings, a slouchy sweatshirt that is five times too large for her small frame, and her hair is pulled back, little wisps escaping the clip and falling around the face that I’ve come to crave seeing. Hailey gets up, dropping a pillow between my legs and kneeling on top of it.
“Hails, what are you doing?”
“Taking your mind off of everything.”
“Wait. What if Mila gets up and sees us?”
“Oh my god, you’re right, come with me.”
Hailey takes my hand and leads me down the hall to her bedroom, locking the door behind us. She sits me down on the edge of her bed and whispers in my ear, “Just relax.”
Her fingers work the button on my pants, deftly pulling down my zipper. I lift my hips for her as she works my jeans down my thighs. My cock springs free, already hard for her. Always hard for her. She’s consumed my thoughts for weeks now, giving me something else to live for. I was happy and content before Hailey moved in and took things over to lessen my workload, but it’s become so much more than having a live-in nanny. I’ve always raced home to get to Mila, but now, instead of only being a master distiller and a father, I’m able to tap into Graham again, let myself just be me. But fuck if I don’t like the sound of being Hailey’s man too.
Her soft hand wraps around my cock, pulling it up from where it rests heavily against my abdomen, plump lips circling around the head. She teases me for a moment, her wet tongue lapping at the enlarged tip before dropping down my length until I hit the back of her throat. She holds nothing back, just like every other time she’s gone down on me. My hips jerk forward of their own accord.
“Jesus, honey. You suck my dick like it’s your favorite thing in the world,” I whisper as I thread my fingers through her hair.
She pops off, licking her way back up from base to tip, swirling her tongue around my head.
“Mmm. It is.”
“Shit, baby. Touch yourself for me. Show me how wet it makes you to have my cock in your mouth.”
I watch as her cheeks hollow out around my shaft, her hand moving beneath the fabric of her leggings. She’s so damn perfect. I’ve never had such heated sexual chemistry with someone before. Why the hell does it have to be my friend’s daughter? Why does she have to be so damn young? Fuck, the guilt should be eating me alive, but I can’t stop. I’m in too deep. The moment I had my first taste, I was a goner.
Hailey moans around my cock as her fingers reach her pussy, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body, forcing my thoughts back to her. My hips instinctually buck into her throat, but she doesn’t pull back.
“Let me see how wet you are. Show me,” I demand.
She pulls her hand free from its confines, holding her fingers up—coated in her glossy arousal. I snatch her wrist as she starts to pull it back down, sucking her fingers into my mouth, her sweet, musky taste exploding on my tongue. I lick them clean, but it’s not good enough. I also don’t want to come in her mouth tonight. I want to fill her pussy up and watch as it leaks out of her.
Pulling her head back gently, even though she resists at first, she meets my eyes.
“What?” she asks, her lips swollen and red, tears rimming her pretty whiskey eyes.
“I’m going to lick your pretty pussy until you come, and then you’re going to come again around my cock.”
“Yes, please,” she squeaks. She’s so fucking cute. Even with her face flushed and lips bruised from sucking my cock. I can’t get enough of this girl. She’s so perfect. Hailey crosses her arms in front of her body, gripping the sweatshirt and pulling it up and over her head, blonde waves lifting and then falling around her face.
“Fuuuuck,” I say on a rough exhale. She was naked under it.
Her thumbs hook into the band of her leggings, a smile filling her pretty face as she pushes them down her hips. My hand rubs against the rough, coarse stubble of my beard as I watch this stunning woman undress for me. How the fuck did I get so lucky?
Once she’s completely naked, she crawls onto the bed, tossing me a sexy, seductive look over her shoulder that has me groaning out loud. Little tease. I palm my cock as Hailey rolls over, laying back on her elbows, and she meets my eyes as she slowly spreads her legs, letting them fall open. Her pink pussy is on full display and already glistening where she’s spread open.
“You’re so goddamn sexy,” I confess honestly. Her cheeks blush as she curls her finger in the air, beckoning me to her. Quickly undressing, I toss my clothes haphazardly into a pile on the wood floor and sink my knees onto the mattress at her feet. Her breathing hitches as my hands circle her delicate ankles, lightly running my hands up the length of her smooth legs. Once I reach her knees, I push them open further to make room for my wide shoulders before I sink down between her legs.
Grabbing her thighs, I keep her spread open but push them up toward her chest, giving me complete access to her perfect center.
“Hold ’em for me, baby, I’m going to need my hands,” I say with a wink. She complies, and my hands find their home under her ass, propping her up a little so I can easily devour the pretty pussy in front of me. Leaning into her, I run my nose through her center, inhaling her scent deep into my lungs. It’s heady and intoxicating, flowing through my bloodstream like a hit of the most potent drug. A drug I’ll never stop craving. One hit is never enough.
Dragging the flat of my tongue from hole to clit, her taste explodes in my mouth, another hit of the finest drug I’ve ever sampled, surely making an addict out of me. Focusing on her clit, I use the tip of my tongue to swirl around the tight little bud, her hips bucking into my face. Hailey’s moans are soft and muffled as she works to hold her cries at bay. Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to be back in that hotel room with her. Somewhere my name could be screamed from her precious mouth, echoing off the walls without a worry or care in the world.
Working my way back down, I lick into the tight heat of her center, pressing my tongue in and fucking her with it. She tastes like nothing I’ve ever had before. She tastes like mine . But she never will be. All I have are these fleeting moments with her, and because I’m a greedy bastard when it comes to Hailey Haven, I’m going to take my time and soak up every single one of them.
Her arousal floods my mouth as I work her closer and closer to an orgasm. Sitting up, I look down at her—she’s spread completely open, not able to hide a damn thing from me. Her swollen clit, her weeping pussy, and her tight little asshole. Fuck. Unable to help myself, I lean in, licking tentatively against the puckered rim of her ass. Something I haven’t done since our first night together.
“Oh, shiiiit . . . Graham . . .”
“You like that, honey? You want me to eat your ass?”
“Oh, Jesus Christ.”
“You can pray all you want, baby, but it’s just me between your legs.” I lick harder, a brush of my tongue across her, arousal dripping from her pussy into her ass, helping prep her for what I want to do next. “You like it when I use my tongue on your ass, Hails?” I circle the area more, pressing harder on each pass.
“Graham . . . Oh!”
“Say red if you want me to stop, honey. No questions asked,” I reassure her as I pepper the inside of her thighs with open-mouthed kisses, dragging my tongue back to her ass and licking hard up her entire center—ass to clit—repeatedly. Her body shakes under me, and when I feel like she can’t take much more, I settle in against her clit, teasing her pussy with two of my fingers before pressing inside her. She immediately tightens against the intrusion, and I love it. Forcing my fingers into her, I get them nice and coated before slipping them out and dragging them down to her ass.
“Remember the word, Hailey. Use it if you don’t like anything I’m doing.”
“I want it, Graham, I want all of it.”
Christ. This goddamn woman. Lapping at her clit, I press one finger into her ass, slipping past the tight muscle, her body clenching hard around it. Giving her a moment to adjust to the sensation, I concentrate on her clit, winding her up, loving her moans, the way her legs shake as she struggles to hold them up. After a moment, I press in to my knuckle, giving her just a second before I pull back out and begin a steady pace of fucking her with my fingers.
“Damn, your ass is so tight, Hails. You going to let me fuck it?”
“I’ll let you do whatever you want, Graham. I’m yours.”
Fuck yes she is. At least for right now.
My cock aches painfully, hanging heavy between my legs, leaking precum like a bitch. The image of Hailey leaking my cum has me eager to get inside her. Renewing my effort on her pussy, I stop edging her and focus on her swollen clit. It throbs against my tongue as I lash at it, fucking her ass with two of my fingers, slipping my thumb into her pussy. It takes just another moment before she falls off the cliff, her body going rigid before shaking like a leaf in autumn, my name on her tongue as she comes.
“You are so goddamn beautiful when you come for me.”
“Graham, my god, you’re so good at that,” she pants.
My chest swells at her praise, loving that I can make her feel so good. Her body relaxes as I sit back on my knees, looking down at her satiated body. Her porcelain skin is flushed with heat, a red hue making her glow ethereally. Heavily lidded eyes drink me in, roaming over my body. She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, holding it hostage, and the sight is so fucking sexy I almost lose it right here.
“Tell me you have a toy in here, honey.”
Her head jerks up, eyes wide as she looks at me. Say yes, baby. Fuck, I want to fill her completely. Finding whatever she was looking for in my eyes, she nods her head yes, motioning for the bedside table. Hell yes.
Easily finding her toy—a purple dildo that looks a whole helluva lot like a real cock—I line up with her dripping pussy, pressing into the warm heat, jealous of a fucking fake dick. It’ll be worth it though, and since I don’t have any lube, I need to get it ready so that I don’t hurt her.
I run my free hand over her body, caressing her tight stomach, over her ribs, until I’m grabbing a handful of her breast. She fits perfectly in my palm, just the right size, the soft pink rosebud tips about to be an angry red after I’m done playing with them. She gasps as I pinch her nipples, sliding the dildo in further, starting a slow tempo of fucking her with it.
Hailey’s arms stretch out above her head, her lower back arching under me as I look between us, watching as I pull the glistening toy out of her pussy and push back in. There’s nothing fast about sex with Hailey, it’s passionate, hard, and consuming. She hands herself over to me completely, taking everything I give her, accepting it and moaning for more.
Gladly. Pulling the toy out of her heat, I flip her over onto her knees, using the flat of my hand to press the top of her back so that she lays her head down on the bed, her ass in the air. I don’t waste any more time, lining up my cock with her pussy and thrusting home.
We moan in unison, my eyes nearly rolling to the back of my head as pleasure courses through me. Being inside Hailey is a fucking gift I will always be grateful for. I slip out for a moment, pressing two of my fingers in to wet them, and then quickly replacing them with my cock before pressing them into her ass. She squirms, breathing heavily as she clenches around me.
“Safeword, honey?”
“Red. Please don’t stop. Please,” she practically whines.
I fuck her with my fingers, scissoring them, working her open to get her ready. After a few minutes, both of us panting and impatient, I slip out of her one last time, fucking her with the toy for a moment to get it nice and wet before slamming back inside her with my cock.
After a few thrusts, I line up the dildo with her tight ass and start to press in. She’s tense at first, but the head of the toy slips past the tight barrier as she starts to relax. Hell, she’s so goddamn perfect, her body doing exactly what I need it to do, knowing I’ll come through for her and make her feel better than she’s ever felt before.
Once I’m more than halfway in, I stop, giving her a moment to adjust. Fuck. I need a moment to adjust. I can feel the toy in her ass through the thin barrier that separates us, and it’s made her feel so much fucking tighter—if that’s even possible. I won’t last long like this, she feels too damn good.
“Please move, Graham, I need-god, I need you to move.”
“How do you feel, honey?”
“Full. I’m so damn full. Fuck me, please.”
“Yeah, baby. Brace yourself.”
I pull my hips out before pistoning them back in just as I pull the dildo out, finding a rhythm so that she’s filled the entire time, either by my cock or the toy. It’s so fucking good, it’s not going to take me long to bust. Her pussy is easily the best I’ve ever had, but fuck if having her filled in both holes doesn’t add something. Hailey’s moans flit through the air, a little louder than they should be, which causes me to slow my pace.
“Shh, honey, or we have to stop. I need you to stay quiet for me so I can fill this pretty pussy with my cum.”
“Ohh, please, yes!”
I pick up my pace again, watching her ass swallow the toy like she was made for it.
“You like that? You want my cum, Hails?”
“Give it to me, Graham. Fill me up.”
Fuck.
“Play with yourself, honey, don’t stop until you’re coming all over my dick.”
Her arm moves beneath her, playing with her clit and helping bring her closer to taking us both over the edge. It’s not a moment later that her body starts to quake, her pussy tightening around me, her ass clenching.
“That’s it, give it to me. Take me with you.”
“I’m coming! Ohmygod, I’m coming! Graham!”
My balls draw up, my orgasm starting at the base of my spine and rapidly spiraling outward as her pussy flutters around my cock, squeezing the shit out of me. I fumble with the dildo, pulling it from her ass and tossing it to the side. I erupt inside her, filling her with my seed.
After I’m spent, I slowly pull from her body, admiring how open her holes are. I run my fingers over the swollen pink lips of her pussy, watching as my cum slowly starts to drip from her hole. I swipe my finger through the mess, gathering it up on two fingers before watching them disappear as I push it back inside her.
“My cum stays right here, Hailey,” I tell her, my voice deep and unrecognizable, feral and unhinged.
Pulling my fingers free from her, I press my still-hard cock back inside, guaranteeing my cum won’t leak out, and roll us onto our sides. Gathering her up in my arms, I hold her, loving having her naked, satiated body in my arms. I just wish we were in my bed, in my room, and that I could wake up just like this—her naked in my arms, my dick locking my cum inside her little pussy.
“Are you alright?”
“Perfect.” Her words put me at ease.
After a few moments, while we catch our breaths, I lean up on my elbow, my head resting on my hand to look at her. Using my fingertips, I lightly brush her hair out of her eyes so that I can see those whiskey browns that I love so much. She’s so beautiful that it makes my heart ache.
“Tell me something that I don’t already know,” I whisper.
“I’ve had a crush on you since I knew what a crush was.”
My head bops back like she smacked me, her confession stunning me silent. I should be alarmed, I’m so much older than her and she was so young, and while I did notice how beautiful Hailey grew up to be, I never once looked at her as anything other than my friend’s daughter until recently.
“Does that upset you?” she asks.
“No, not at all, just surprised.”
“Did I make things weird?”
“Honey, no, hell no. You did pursue me, so I guess it tracks now that I’m thinking about it.”
“I kinda did, huh?”
“Your confidence and how you came on to me was so sexy, Hails. I love that you take charge and go after what you want. I’m a strong man, but I never stood a chance saying no to you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. In fact, I went out that night for a hookup because I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”
Her eyes widen, shock flickering across the features of her face.
“You heard me, baby.”
“You aren’t lying?”
“Would never lie to you. I’d come home to you looking so sexy and I couldn’t concentrate on anything else, couldn’t keep my eyes off you. You know how many times I jerked off to thoughts of you?”
“I had no idea . . . I thought it was one-sided. At least until the night at the hotel.”
“That night was the culmination of plenty of weeks of pent-up desire, Hails, and it was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
She releases a breath, her pussy clenching around my semi-hard dick where it stays sheathed inside her. I fucking love cockwarming with her after sex. It’s not something I’ve ever done before, or hell, even thought to do, but the desire to stay connected to Hailey like this is near primal.
She’s the first to doze off, and as much as I try to convince myself, I can’t pull out and leave her. So, I do the one thing I know I shouldn’t—fall asleep, exactly where I want to be without an ounce of guilt this time.