15. Chapter 14

Richard

“Now relax for me.” I kissed my way down her luscious body. My fingers gliding along to feel every soft inch.

“Can we turn off the light?” Her voice trembled quietly. “Please?”

I rose up over, looking into her baby blue eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”

She shook her head, and I narrowed my eyes with one eyebrow raised.

She closed her eyes tightly. “Only you see me that way.”

I waited until she opened her eyes back up. “Jo, I’m good with that if you are.”

A small smile crept across her face, and she nodded. Reaching over to my left, I shut the light off. “I’m only doing that in case the kids wake up. They don’t need to see me muff divin’.”

“Richie!” Her voice shot up an octave, and I felt her thighs try to close.

“Where was I?” I propped myself over her while my dick teased her entrance.

“Are you trying to infuriate me?” She arched her back, trying to draw me in.

“Me?” I reassured her as I resumed my kisses down her body. “I’m an angel.”

A nip here, a kiss there, and my fingers were dancing along her curves again. She moaned softly making me smile.

She’s finally relaxed.

I moved my kisses and fingers lower, nuzzling the top of her pussy. My mouth watered as I moved my nose further down and inhaled deeply. Lifting her legs up, I placed them over my shoulders, pressing more kisses onto her inner thighs.

A soft giggle made me nip her sensitive skin gently. “What’s so funny?”

“Your face is scruffy, and it tickles.”

“When I do this?” I rubbed my cheek on her thigh, causing her to squirm.

“Yes.” She hissed. “It feels good.”

“I’m about to make you feel better.” I nuzzled her core, inhaling her sweet scent. “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too.” Her legs fell open just enough to let me get comfy. “Less talking.” She joked as she wiggled her hips.

“Yes, ma’am.” I buried my face in her wetness before lapping up through the center. My fingers spread her lips, giving me better access as I drilled my tongue deep inside. I rubbed my nose against her clit and felt like a kid in a candy store. I wanted to taste and touch it all!

“Mmm, Richie.”

Her hips pushed against my face and I slid two fingers in, allowing my mouth to latch on and suckle her clit. Her heels dug into my back, urging me on.

Fuck, I hope I’m better at this now than I was ten years ago. This pussy is the best I’ve ever tasted.

Pumping my fingers in and out, I shut my mind off and opened my ears. One of us needed to be listening for the kids.

The sounds in our room were pornographic, all on super low. My sweet Jo panted and tried to keep her moans muted, but when one slipped out, my dick twitched harder. I’m writing her a love note with my tongue. She can decipher the words. Maybe it’s in morse code? Maybe it’s cursive? Who knows?

She met every finger thrust, rocking her hips to ride my face.

It didn’t take long to feel her body tense. I took a deep breath and suckled harder, adding another finger to her core. Her thighs snapped around my head, pulling me deeper, flooding my face with her juice.

Good god damn, I made her squirt!

I lapped up as much as I could, still working her with my fingers until I heard her begging for me to stop. She twisted her hips, pulling me with, and I had to fight against her to break free from her hold.

Not that I want to.

I nuzzled her wet core, pressing soft kisses on my way out. I lapped at any juice I missed, feeling proud as I watched her stretch and moan.

She opened her legs to release me, allowing me to move up her body. I kissed my way back up, suckling her nipples again. This time my mouth filled with a warm, mildly sweet liquid, making me moan long and low.

I released her nipple with a pop and moved up to her lips. She lifted her head to meet me and instead of the graceful sexy kiss we both were going for; we bashed heads and fell apart laughing.

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m so sorry.”

We laughed a little harder after the apologies spilled out and I scooted over to be next to her. Cupping her face, I brought it to mine, kissing her softly.

“I need my hands, honey.”

Reaching up, I untwisted the nightshirt, freeing her hands, and tossed it behind me. “Better?”

“Jesus.” She panted.

“He’s not here.” I laughed. “I am.”

“That was … whew.” She grabbed my head and kissed me hard. “I don’t want to know where you learned how to do what you did. But fuck me running. I’ve never cum so hard in my life!”

“You tasted so good. I don’t know how I’ll stay away.”

“There’s always the treehouse.”

Chuckling, I put my forehead to hers and rubbed our noses together.

“Richie?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Make love to me?”

“ With baby girl. I want you to be an active participant.”

Her hand reached down and grabbed on to my hard cock, stroking it. I never pulled my pants up earlier, and now she’s pushing me over on my back as I try moving my pants further off.

She straddled my hips, her nether lips embraced me, and she slid up slowly, letting it get slick and in position.

Her tongue traced my lips with a gentle nip at the end and she moved back, letting me fill her. My hands grabbed her hips, pulling her down more before she moved.

“Fuck.” She moaned softly. “I feel so full.”

“You feel so tight.”

She sighed with pleasure. “Not bad for birthin’ six babies, naturally.”

“Hell no!” I groaned. “You feel so good.”

Bracing her hands on my chest, she moved her hips all around, riding me slow and hard. I had to keep chanting over and over in my head.

Don’t nut yet. Don’t nut yet. Don’t nut yet.

“Mama.” A soft voice broke the moment.

Jo stopped moving. “What’s wrong, Grady?”

“He was in my dream.”

“Awww, baby. I’ll be right there. You go to the bathroom, and I’ll bring you a drink of water.”

“Okay.” He sniffled, and I heard him shuffle off.

“I’m so sorry.” She half whispered to me.

“Don’t be.”

“Let me get him settled and I’ll be back.” She leaned in and kissed me. “Will you wait for me?”

“Always.”

She whimpered as she pulled off my cock and picked up her nightshirt before going to the other room. I stretched out in bed, waiting for her to come back.

Jolynn

My mind spun a thousand miles an hour.

Well, he didn’t say anything when I slipped up about the number of births. Maybe he didn’t catch it.

I got a cup of water for Grady and tucked him back in with his brothers. Looking around, I saw Briar in a make-shift bed away from the boys and Emma in her playpen. The other bed was neat and cleaned up.

“You’re safe, Grady. He can’t hurt you anymore.”

He nodded and took another drink of water. “Thank you, mama.”

“You’re welcome.” I kissed his head. “Want me to stay in here?”

He shook his whole body. “I’m okay now.”

“Good night, baby boy.”

“Night, mama.”

I went back to the other room, and it looked like Richard fell asleep in the middle of the bed.

Well, nothing like a kid to be a buzzkill.

I climbed into bed on the dry side and before I got all the way in, his arms snaked out and pulled me to him in an embrace. My back was against his front.

“Grady okay?” His soft voice gave me goosebumps.

“He will be.”

“What’s his nightmare about?”

“The boys have been opening up and they sometimes have nightmares about how their dad choked them.”

“That mother fucker did what?” His voice was low and deadly.

“The, uh, worst instance was when he choked Grady until his lips turned a blue and then he threw him to the floor. It was meant for Harrison, but Grady stepped in.”

He kissed my shoulder. “That was really brave of Grady.”

“It was. But it shouldn’t have happened.”

“Can’t change it.”

“How did I let that happen?”

“I don’t know, baby.” His arms tightened around me. “Why did you stay so long?”

“I kept telling myself it would get better. That he meant it when he said he was sorry and would change. Then when Harrison came along. It got better for a bit, then Grady came along, and it got worse, then Tyler and things declined more.”

“Why didn’t you leave then?”

“Fear.”

Richard squeezed me tight.

“Then Briar came along. And women started coming out of the woodwork, telling me he was sleeping with them. One woman told me he was the father of her son. That was great. We ended up fighting, and it ended with sex, and poof ! Here comes Emma and my mom was sick and that’s when I found a way out.”

“Do you want to go back?”

“God no.” I laughed sardonically.

“Good.” He nuzzled my neck. “Let’s get some sleep, baby.”

“But …”

“But what?”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“I left you hangin’.”

He chuckled in my ear. “I’m a grown ass man. I can wait.”

“G’night, Richie.”

“Night, beautiful.”

Emma’s wail woke me up, followed by Briar’s. Richard’s arms weren’t around me, and I didn’t feel him behind me. I sat and looked around the room, and realized I was alone.

I rolled out of bed and went into the other room to find the boys still asleep, and Richie in the spare bed.

He moved so the kids wouldn’t know.

I got Briar out of the playpen and then picked up Emma. We went back to the other room for diaper changes, baby food, and a nursing. I’d just settled Emma on my lap when Richard stumbled in, scratching his belly and morning wood, standing proud.

“That’s attractive.” I joked.

“That’s right. This fuzzy body right here needs scratches.” He did an exaggerated hip dance.

Briar jumped around happily singing her own song and head-butted his morning wood, making him gasp and bend forward. “Oof.”

“Briar, come here.” My body went rigid with fear. “Are you okay?”

His nostrils flared with irritation. “I was until you reacted like I was that jackass.”

My mouth opened, and no words came out.

“I’m not him , Jolynn.”

“It’s going to take some time, Richard.” I snapped and tried to relax. “It’s going to take us all some time.”.

He turned his back and shook his head, then turned back to me while Briar reached for him.

“Her food …”

He picked her up and walked over to the microwave. “I know, Jojo. I got this. You take care of little bit.”

He took a seat in the big plush chair by the window and talked softly to Briar as she ate.

Looking down at Emma breastfeeding happily, I whispered, “I wish he was your father.”

“Morning, mama!” The boys trickled into the room and jumped up on the king-size bed.

“The sun is out!” Tyler bounced up and down, crashing on Harrison.

“We get to go camp now, right?”

“Yes, sir.” Richard told Harrison, smiling. “The girls are eating now. We can pack up and then head to grab some breakfast at a diner. We need to eat before we get there, so we have our strength to put up the tent and set up.”

“Can I help with the tent?” Harrison scratched his chest.

“Absolutely. All three of you can.”

“What ‘bout mama?” Grady asked.

“How about if we let her set up a play place for the girls?”

“Yeah!” All three cheered.

I watched as he cleaned Briar up and then let her down to play.

“I’m gonna shower and get dressed for the day.” He high fived each boy and then pressed a kiss to my head before leaving the room.

“I like him, mama.” Harrison bit at his lip. “Can he be our dad?”

“Let’s keep him.” Grady gave me a thumb’s up.

“We can’t just keep him.” I lifted Emma to my shoulder to burp.

“But hims likes us.” Tyler nodded.

“He don’t yell.” Grady added in.

“He understands me.” Harrison spoke thoughtfully.

“I know guys. I know.” I rolled my eyes up to stop the tears. “We need to all get showered. So, ditch the clothes and hop in the shower.”

“Okay mom.” They all ran into the other room.

I put my boob away and then got up, setting Emma on the floor so I could go get the water ready for the boys, when I heard Richard yell.

“Whoa!”

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