ROWDY
After losing interest in Kat and me once he realized we weren’t injured, Goblin danced at the front door. I didn’t want to put on my pants, forcing me to find someone to take him out. When Clint showed up to do me the favor, I hid my naked ass behind the door.
“Feel free to keep him for a while,” I suggested as Ivy showed up behind Clint. “Kat and I were apparently too loud for the little beast’s tastes.”
“We’ll keep him overnight,” Clint said, grinning at Ivy. “Enjoy your date night.”
After they left, I turned to find a naked Kat standing in front of the open fridge.
“I need to hydrate,” she said as the cats ran around the condo in search of their missing friend. “I plan to ride you at least one more time before we drive to your parents. Do you think my goal is a feasible one, or have I worn you out?”
Smirking at her sly taunt, I reached into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of juice. Rather than respond, I sucked on her bottom lip.
We kissed in between chugging liquids. Soon, I guided her to the couch, where she straddled my hips. I nuzzled my face between her full tits. My thumbs stroked her soft nipples, tempting them into stiff peaks.
Kat’s fingers slid into my hair and stroked my scalp. Her hips rolled reflexively, bringing her wet pussy over my hard cock.
“Rowdy,” she moaned, making my name sound naughty.
As I filled her again, Kat leaned back and sighed. Her soft hair swayed against my arms holding her. I sucked her left nipple into my mouth and sucked possessively.
Our moans echoed in the condo, sounding like music. Kat’s body was addictive. I couldn’t get enough. Hell, I never wanted to get enough. I hoped to feed this addiction until I was an old man popping dick pills to keep up with my lust.
Kat seemed just as obsessed. Every orgasm only made her want me more. We were the same way back in her SUV. Once was never enough.
Tonight, three times satisfied us enough to finally get dressed and head to the minivan. Kat flinched when she sat in the passenger seat. Adjusting my jeans, I grinned at how her pussy had gotten a workout.
“You nearly sprained my dick.”
“I’m pretty sure I bruised my pussy.”
Snickering, I pulled out of the garage while admitting, “I really should have taken the time to eat you out. We’ll need to do that at my parents’ place.”
“Or we can do it tomorrow night. It’ll be another first experience for us.”
I grinned at Kat’s excited tone. She was so crazy about me. After those long months with me waiting for her to respond to my texts, my banged-up ego was soothed by her devotion.
We arrived at my parents’ house after ten to find Bebe and Pax in bed, the twins asleep, and Vanessa watching “The Hound of the Baskervilles.”
“Did she break your dick?” Vanessa asked after pausing the gothic horror movie.
“A little, yeah. Thanks for asking.”
Vanessa grinned. “Do you want me to help with the early morning feeding?”
“Sure, but will you be ready to wake up in a few hours?”
Vanessa shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out when you wake me up.”
Leaving my sister to her old movie, I tiptoed with Kat into the nursery to check on Colson and Cavan. The twins slept on their backs in the same crib. We were past the point of needing their color-coordinated caps to keep them straight. I admired my sons, understanding why they seemed so perfect.
My arm wrapped around Kat. She smiled at me like I was magic. That’s how I felt about her. We had clicked in a way I never thought I could with another person. That magic between us had created these perfect little boys.
As we retired to the guest room, Kat no longer tried to hide her body. She stripped down to her panties before sliding on one of my old T-shirts. We settled into bed, silent and content in the way I’d seen with my parents growing up.