Jett
Iblink my eyes open, feeling like I’m a minute away from detonation. As things come into focus, I see the reason why. My fiancée is in another world, going to town on top of me. Is there any better way to wake up in the morning?
She gets off on taking me inside her when I’m asleep. It’s sexy as hell.
I look down and stare at the place where my body disappears into hers over and over again. Her eyes are closed as if she’s savoring the sensation. Without opening them, she breathes, “I know you’re awake. I can feel you getting bigger inside me.”
Grabbing her hips, I thrust up into her, and she lets out a loud moan.
“Shh,” I scold, “you’ll wake the kids.”
“Don’t care,” she breathes as her tits bounce up and down like the goddess she is. “I’m already close. I need a Super Bowl Sunday Smackdown.” She licks her lips. “Go deep, Daddy Jett. Make sure to hit the hole hard.”
I let out a growl as I flip us over until I’m on top, quickly pinning her wrists above her head.
“Yes,” she shouts. “Fill my pussy with your Super Bowl come. I need it.”
I hold her wrists in one hand while I cover her mouth with the other. “You’d better shut your dirty mouth, naughty girl. Maybe I should fill that with my come.”
Her eyes light up with excitement as she nods in agreement. Fuck, she’s so hot.
I drive into her like a madman over and over again until she’s screaming her orgasm into my hand, leaving me with bitemarks on my palm.
As soon as I know my fiancée is satisfied, I climb up her body and thrust my cock into her mouth, coming the second her lips and tongue touch me. Per my promise, I fill that naughty mouth until she can’t yell anymore.
As we lay tangled and sweaty together in the aftermath, we hear voices in the living room of our hotel suite. Fallon smiles up at me. “It’s both of them.”
She means both Pierce and Harper. Once we got engaged, I introduced Fallon to Pierce right away.
I wouldn’t say he welcomed her with open arms at first, but Kennedy being there to tell him how supportive she is of our union went a long way.
Pierce was anxious, but I watched him as he observed Kennedy and Fallon interact like the close friends they’ve become. More than friends. Family.
Fallon was patient. She asked him questions and showed genuine interest in his life. He gradually began to soften. How can anyone not love Fallon? She’s magnetic.
When he met Harper, it sealed the deal. She’s a breath of fresh air. He’s so excited about having a little sister. He dotes on her the way he wished Kennedy had doted on him when he was Harper’s age.
It’s as if Fallon gives Kennedy what she’s been needing, and Harper gives Pierce what he’s been needing. They’re all giving me what I need.
Despite the Camels being in the playoffs, Fallon and I have been inseparable for the past six weeks, unwilling to spend even a single night apart. The two-month separation took its toll on both of us. We needed this time to reconnect. Clinging to each other all night has become our norm.
We get into the shower, where she lets me wash her body. There’s nothing I love more than taking care of her. I think it’s the intimacy of it I enjoy so much. The outside world ceases to exist when we’re in here. Just the two of us, madly in love, worshiping each other’s bodies.
My soapy hands run all over her beautiful breasts, giving them the attention they deserve. I could do this for hours. Sometimes I do, but we don’t have time for that today.
Her soapy hands run up and down my cock, letting me know she wants another round.
I grab her by the back of her hair and watch as her nipples harden at the aggressive move.
I bite her lower lip before pulling it out until it snaps back into place.
“I want to see your eyes roll back and know I’m the reason. ”
She releases a whimper as her strokes over my cock intensify.
It turns into more than washing, as always, with me fucking her against the tile wall. I will never get enough of this woman and will never take for granted that she’s allowed me back into her life.
We eventually get out. I’m dressed in my team-issued apparel while Fallon is wearing one of my Camels’ sweatshirts, which falls nearly to her knees. I love it when she wears my clothes. She’s so sexy in them.
We walk into the living room of the hotel suite. Harper and Pierce are playing cards while chatting away. Fallon and I smile at each other, happy they get along so well.
“Good morning,” I announce cheerily.
They both offer the same without turning their heads away from their cards.
“What are you playing?” I ask, assuming it’s something like Go Fish or War.
“Poker,” Pierce answers. “Harper is teaching me about an aggressive pre-flop raise.”
I widen my eyes at Fallon, but she just smirks. “She’s a card shark. Kam and Bailey are poker savants, and they taught Harper. She took to it very quickly and regularly beats Tanner and his friends.”
Harper nods. “Uncle Daylen still owes me a case of Skittles.” She lets out a laugh. “He was so excited about his full house, but I had four of a kind. What a sucker.”
I chuckle and look at Fallon. “Why am I not surprised?” Turning my attention back to the kids, I say, “I ordered breakfast for all of you. It should be here any minute. I have to go to my team breakfast and walk through before we head over to the stadium. Pierce, stay with Fallon today. Keep an eye on your sister.”
He nods. “I am right now.”
I inwardly cheer the fact that he already thinks of Harper as his sister. “I meant your other sister. I’ll tell her to come over for breakfast. She’s not to be left alone today.”
Kennedy is staying in the suite across the hallway from us.
She’s still a few weeks from her due date, but she looks ready to pop at any moment.
She went against her doctor’s advice to travel here.
It’s been a challenge keeping Daylen focused this week because he’s worried about her.
I promised him she wouldn’t be alone for a single second.
“Kk, bruh,” Pierce annoyingly responds.