Bates #2
“Tell me what you came to say, baby. Every word out of your mouth is a fucking delight to me. Do you need your notepad or can you remember the list?”
“It wasn’t a long list,” she says quietly, watching me care for her.
“Tell me what you need.”
“Um… Can I stay here tonight?”
I spread her folds and gently kiss her swollen clit. “Yes.”
She shivers and gives me a nervous-looking smile. “How about tomorrow night?”
I keep her most intimate parts open and vulnerable to me, lower my head, and run my tongue through her clean crease, dipping the very tip inside her just-fucked pussy to watch it tremble. “Yes.”
“And what if I were to ask to stay every night? Is it too soon to do that? Or will you help me with my bags once my legs can take my weight again?”
I give her another lick while I’m studying her face. “You want to move in with me? Now?”
“Only if you want to,” she says in a rush. As if I mightn’t want her in my bed every night. As if I might want to grow our child inside of her while keeping her at a distance.
“I’ll collect your bags after I’ve showered,” I promise. “While you stay here on my bed. Forever, if that’s what you want. Am I telling your father about it?” I ask, flicking my tongue at her asshole.
She gives a sharp little gasp, but doesn’t pull away.
“Not yet,” she says breathlessly. “I talked with him this afternoon. Not about anything specific, but I sort of tested the waters and started breaking it to him slowly. It felt kinder to give him a few hints, so he doesn’t get blindsided.
I speak so frankly that he’s always uncomfortable when we talk, regardless of the subject, so in a way, I can say anything I want and get away with it, but for now, I’ve only told him that I like fucking older guys, and that I want a big family so I’ll be trying to get pregnant soon. ”
This girl.
I stare at her.
This ballsy fucking woman is going to be the mother of my children.
I slide two fingers inside her cunt, stirring the baby batter while I suckle at her clit, and hum my fucking joy.
“Ba-ates.”
There she goes, making my name two fucking syllables again.
She thrusts and grabs at me, trying to pull me up on top of her. My dick has perked up again, and she wants it.
“Damn it, Lana.”
I drag myself up her body and push back inside her hot little oven. “You’re too fucking delicious. Every fucking thing. What’d your dad say when you told him fucking older men was going to get you babies?”
“He covered his ears and turned greenish,” she says with a giggle.
My heart stutters. “That’s not a good sign, baby.”
“I know, but I think he’ll come around,” she says, unbothered.
“He wants grand-babies, and I made sure he understood I was his best bet. Plus, he’s in love with a woman my age, and he’s all twisty and ashamed about it, so I gave him my blessing, and a few pointers, and made him feel like it would all work out for the best if he took care of her just right.
I meant every word, but the bonus is that if he can feel good about himself doing it, he’ll be more sympathetic to our situation. ”
I move slowly in and out of her slick cunt, shaking my head as I marvel at her. “You’re so fucking smart, and your balls are as big as mine.”
“These balls?” She reaches down to fondle them.
I grunt and nuzzle into her neck. “Mm. Those are yours, babe. You fucking own them.”
She utters a satisfied little noise and spreads her legs wider to open herself to me more fully.
I rock into her, not wanting to aggravate her swollen pussy, but loving the way she feels tighter than ever around my cock.
“Fuck the shower, and fuck the bags. I’m staying right here.”
“What about dinner?” she asks. “Dad’s cooking steaks on the grill. At least he will be when we show up.”
I groan and pull out of her. “S’pose I can’t arrive smelling like fucking pussy when the only women on site so far are his daughters. You need anything?”
Lana shakes her head. “Just needed to check with you if it was okay to live here, since Dad’s going to keep Sadie Lawrence in my trailer.”
“Sadie Lawrence?” I just about piss myself laughing as I head for the shower.
I leave all curtains and doors open so I can keep my eyes on Lana while we talk, then I turn on the water and get in while it’s cold so I don’t waste any time. “That girl is too sweet for his twisted ass. No wonder he’s fucking in knots about it — wait. Hawk kicked you out of your trailer?”
Lana shrugs and tosses her golden mane over her shoulder in a flirty move that I could happily watch on repeat until I die.
“He was going to force me to share, but I want to fuck you a lot at night, so I told him she could have it and that I’d arrange something else. Which I have.” She pats my bed and then climbs off it to get dressed.
I frown and shower on an angle so I can watch her. “He didn’t ask where you’d end up?”
“I’m not sure he cares that much,” she says, pulling her panties and jeans on at the same time and sliding them up over her fine ass.
“He’s going to care when he finds out,” I growl, turning the other way to help me fight the urge to exit the shower and push inside her again.
“Or he’ll be too busy wetting his dick to worry about yours.” She glances between me and the bathroom mirror while she tidies her hair. “Are you washing that thing or jerking it off?”
I give her a lazy smile. “Depends. Are you going to cover up those gorgeous tits?”
She jiggles on the spot, making them bounce. “These tits?”
I groan and let go of my dick so I can finish scrubbing the rest of my body. “I’m not about to wash good seed down the drain, Lana. I’ll save it for later, when you’re spreading your legs for every drop.”
She shivers. Her skin breaks out in gooseflesh, and her nipples get so fucking perky they could poke an eye out.
I give her a warning growl and direct her away with a pointed finger. “Get out of here and cover up, or you’ll be riding to dinner on my dick, where you’ll have to tell your daddy you’re too full for steak.”
She doesn’t go far, just one step. She slowly turns her shirt back the right way — undoing the buttons she’d been in too much of a hurry to bother with earlier.
“My cervix has a fucking pulse thanks to your soldiers trying to bang down the door with that fucking battering ram of yours. Maybe I should duck out now and tell Dad you’ve already given me all the meat I can handle,” she says with a sexy fucking grin.
“You’re being cute again,” I rumble at her as I grab my dick.
“And we both know you can handle plenty. But you’re right; you should get going.
I can’t stop thinking about how I might get to sleep inside you tonight, and I need this boner to fuck off before Hawk sees it, so please put your clothes on and get to dinner. ”
She drags on her shirt and buttons it up at an achingly slow pace.
“Faster, Lana. And where’s your bra?”
“On your fucking floor where it should be,” she declares with pride.
“I want you sneaking glances at my tits over dinner, to see if you’re making my nips hard and tingly.
” Her nose wrinkles sweetly when she throws me a sexy grin.
“The more you look, the wetter I’m going to get, and I want you thinking about that until you’re inside me, sowing seed again.
This month’s fertility window is getting smaller by the hour, Bates. ”
The saucy little tease intentionally tweaks her nipples through her shirt until the pebbled beauties beneath the fabric are making my mouth water.
“Lana, you’re fucking killing me. Go and eat some dinner. You’re going to need all the energy you can get.”