43. SHANE
43
SHANE
A fter Lilly fell back to sleep in my arms, I carried her back to my bed and tucked her in. Sleep still evades me as I sit in the reclining chair in front of the patio doors in the bedroom.
Sunsets from the large window upstairs overlooking the lake are stunning, but a sunrise from this viewpoint, as a new day creeps over the hills, is rejuvenating.
Lilly stirs in the bed, her eyebrows twitching as her head moves from side to side.
I lift from the chair and stroke her face. “Shh.”
She stills, her head dropping to the side. It’s been like this most of the night. I wish I could take all her worries away. If all I can do is stroke her face and tell her it’s gonna be okay, then I’ll stay up all night, stand guard like a soldier, defending his nation and its interests. She’s now my number one priority, her and the treasure she’s carrying.
I sit back in the reclining chair. The sunlight peeking over the hill shines a slither of light through the patio doors, warming my feet as they rise on the electronic foot rest.
Lilly’s eyes flicker, then open. She stretches with a yawn, her t-shirt riding up, reminding me she’s still bare underneath. “Have you slept at all?”
“A little.” I lie with a smile. She doesn’t need to add me and my insomnia to her long list of worries. Though I’ve a feeling that with her, things can only get better. “Have you ever watched the sunrise?”
She shakes her head.
I pat my lap for her to join me on the chair. “Come and see.”
She pushes the duvet off and takes the few feet towards me, sitting on my knees.
I wrap my arms around her, my hand slipping under her t-shirt to fondle her breasts. My other hand caresses the soft skin of her stomach. “Today is a new day.” I press my lips against her neck as she relaxes back against me.
We sit here in silence, watching the sunrise as it bathes us in its warmth, as if cleansing and reviving us both.
“It’s a new beginning for us,” she says as she pushes my hand lower.
I caress the smooth skin of her pussy, stroking her seam as if stroking a pet. “It is. And this is how we’re going to spend our mornings going forward.” My lips kiss along her shoulder, taking my time to map out every inch of her skin with my mouth and tongue.
Her body shivers, but not because she’s cold. The temperature in here is warm, along with the sun’s rays casting a spotlight on the two of us. She tilts her head to capture my lips, her ass shuffling against my groin, waking up my dick.
I slip my hand between her touching thighs, cupping her pussy. “Is your greedy cunt ever satisfied?” With my other hand under her t-shirt, I pinch her nipple.
She arches her back with a moan. “No, I’ll never get enough of you.” She pushes off me, only to turn around and straddle me on the chair, her legs squeezing in the gap either side of my pelvis.
She lifts and pulls my joggers down, my cock springing free. Her palms rest on my chest as she rocks her hips back and forth, slickness pooling from her as she rubs herself against me.
I lie back in the recliner, gazing up at this magnificent woman, hoping I’m gonna be enough for her, but worried she’ll miss doing her adult content. That’s something we’re gonna have to discuss. I don’t want to stop her from doing something she enjoys, but I won’t share her. Not even on a live.
The new dawn behind her glows with a mixture of burning oranges and yellows as if this new day is forged in fire just for us. A majestic backdrop for us to solidify our love for each other.
“Take your t-shirt off. I want your tits in my face while I fuck you.” I tug at her top, but she takes the hem between her fingers and lifts it clean off, discarding it to the floor. “You’re better than any sunrise.” My fingers tweak her nipples as she moans, still rubbing herself against my dick, soaking me in her arousal.
“I want you inside of me.” She places her hands over mine, squeezing and manipulating my fingers to her will, kneading her breasts.
Finding the electronic button at the side of the chair, I lift it up slightly so my face is in front of her gorgeous tits. I open my mouth, like taking a bite out of an apple. Her nipple hard against my tongue sends a rush of electricity straight to my balls. “Want me to get the handcuffs?”
“No.” She runs her fingers through my hair, her nails scratching my scalp, gives me goose bumps at the back of my neck. “I don’t want to fuck the shadow right now, or Shane the police officer, or Shane the hero.”
A small laugh escapes my lips. “That pretty much rules me out then. Shall I get your toy box?”
“I want to make love to the man who’s loved me since I was little.” She slides forward, her pussy seeking the tip of my cock. “The man who’s always been there for me.” Rotating her hips, she inches down a little, her muscles tightening around the head. “The man who loves me unconditionally.”
She leans down to meet my lips hovering above her chest. Her tongue tangles with mine, spelling out all her love and devotion. “Today, I want Shane, my…boyfriend?” She pushes down, impaling herself on my dick with a gasp.
A groan reverberates from deep in my groin, the sensation of her riding me all too consuming. “I’m no boy, Lillian,” I remind her, thrusting from the bottom, my hands gripping the soft flesh on her generous hips. “Only a man can handle you,” I say through gritted teeth, willing myself to fucking last. This woman’s gonna be the death of me. If it’s not her brother wanting to kill me, it’s her voracious pussy milking me for all I’m worth.
I gaze up at her gorgeous red flushed face as she takes her pleasure from me. It’s hers. She can have it all. My heart is hers, my soul, my life. I dig my fingers into the fleshy part of her hips, moving her faster back and forth, and her dripping cunt never felt so good as it grips my cock.
“It’s always been you, Shane,” she says with panting breaths, her tits bouncing in front of my face. Her fingers reach between us to circle her clit.
“Fuck. It’s always been you, Lillian.” I move my hands around her hips and spread her cheeks, searching for her tight little knot. “I’m gonna need you to come real soon, sweetheart.” My finger massages her ass, driving her wild.
“I won’t be long.” She moans so loud, I think my neighbour down the hill can hear. “Say my name again, Shane.”
“Lillian,” I whisper against her lips. “Lillian. My sweet, sweet Lilly.” I pant against her mouth, our breaths mingling into one. Our souls connect on another plane as we gaze into each other’s eyes. She’s like the missing piece of a jigsaw finally fallen into place, and now the whole picture becomes clear.
My whole life flashes before me. She’s in every chapter. All this time, she was always there, right under my nose. I’ve waited all this time. I just never knew what I was waiting for. But as clear as the sunrise bringing with it a new day, my future has never looked so bright.
I move her hand away from her clit and take over with the pad of my thumb, pressing and circling the little button, waiting for her release so I can shoot my load. My finger pushes through the tight muscles of her ass and she moans louder.
Nails dig into my shoulders. Her hips gyrate as she races to the finish. With my hands playing her like a musical instrument, my nightingale sings for me. Moisture coats her skin. Her red makeup free cheeks have never looked so flushed. Knowing it’s me making her this way only makes her more attractive to me.
I push my finger further in her ass. “Come for me, Lil. I need my girlfriend to come on my dick.” I take a hunch and wonder if she likes it when I call her that. And the way she claws at my shoulders, throws her head back and clamps her pussy around my cock, tells me everything I need to know, but she’s not going to be my girlfriend for long. Enough time has been wasted with us, and I’m not wasting any more time in making her my wife.
She slows the rocking of her hips, and I take over, pumping her from the bottom. My balls draw tight and my stomach burns with all the pent up heat from holding back, needing her to finish first.
The sun, now above the hills, blinds me just as my orgasm crests. On the next thrust, I release, letting go of all my desire. I don’t stop pumping her until every last drop of cum is filling her up.
It may be morning, but I’m seeing stars. Collapsing back into the recliner chair, I wrap my arms around Lilly, my fingers tangling in her long hair, and pull her down with me.
We both catch our breath as we lie entwined together in the chair, my dick still inside her. She places her hand on my chest, and I take her fingers in mine and move it over my heart. “Feel that? My heart was dormant, but you’ve brought it back to life. It beats for you, Lilly. It’s yours.”
“I’ll take good care of it.” She kisses my chest, her fingers playing with the hairs covering the ink there.
Wind blows against the patio doors as the room falls silent. The only sound is the thumping of our hearts until Lilly sniffles against my chest.
I hold her tight. I should have known that’s what she does as an escape. She gets herself off to forget the world and now reality is setting in with the light of day. “It’s all right.” My hand strokes her hair as it falls down her back. “You don’t have to face them alone. I’m here.”
“I know.” She lifts and wipes her nose, then rests her chin on my chest. “I’m not crying about that.”
“What then?” I swipe her hair back off her face, stroking her cheeks. “Have you just realised that you’re only gonna be fucking me now for the rest of your life?”
Her lips hint at a smile. Her fingers trace the ink on my chest, hidden beneath a blanket of hair. “Well, I still have my toys.” Her head bobs as my chest shakes with a small laugh.
“I can work alongside your toys, but I’m not sure I could handle you doing any adult content again.” My palm smoothes over the soft skin on her back, my fingers outlining the creases there. “But I want you to be fulfilled. If you want to discuss it, we can. I know it wasn’t just about the money for you, like I initially thought.”
“The only reason I did that was because I was lonely. Those guys made me feel wanted. Like I had a purpose. I don’t need to do that anymore. Not now I have you.” She pecks my lips. “And I also have my shadow?”
It’s a question rather than a statement. I quirk my lips. “Maybe I can get him to pay you a visit once in a while.”
That seems to satisfy her as lets out a hum.
“So what upset you?”
She exhales, dropping her legs against mine. “I was just thinking about Mama. She’ll never know our son or daughter.”
Pain sears through my chest as if something is squeezing my heart. My hands grip her hair as I clench my fist. This world is a cruel place and Alzheimer's disease is soul destroying for everyone involved.
It hits me that our kid won’t have any doting grandparents, and if Fern and Ash want nothing to do with us, it won’t have an aunty or uncle either, except for the family I’ve found in my brothers. “She might never understand our situation, but this kid is gonna want for nothing.”
I kiss her forehead. “With you for a mother, it’s gonna be the luckiest kid alive.”
She nuzzles into my chest, kissing me there as her fingers play with the hair covering my ink. “Can we do this every morning?”
“That’s my plan.” I stroke my fingers over the creases in her back and down to the dimples above her ass. “We’ll put your house on the market or look at renting, and you can move in with me. The spare bedroom next door will make a great nursery.”
Her head tilts back to gaze into my eyes, worry creasing her brow. “I actually wanted to move Ash into my home for a while. Help him get back on his feet and keep an eye on him. Please don’t be mad.”
My palm cups her rosy cheek. “Whatever he needs, we’ll help him together.”
“I love you,” she whispers against my chest, as if she’s speaking directly to my heart.
I’m sure it hears her as it skips a beat. “I love you, trouble.”