9. Mark
Waking up to the feel of Faye’s lips wrap around my cock is something I never knew I needed until this morning.
Talk about a wake-up call. Fuck, this woman is insatiable, and I’m here for it.
“Hmmmm... Good morning,” I moan, fisting my hand into her soft blonde hair.
When her beautiful blue eyes meet mine, my heart skips a beat.
She gives me a knowing smirk and mumbles something that sounds like a greeting. However, with her mouth otherwise occupied, I don’t understand her exact words.
Even though I came only a few hours ago, my dick clearly didn’t get the message that we’re supposed to be sated. He’s roaring and ready to start the day off right. Watching Faye fist the base and pump along my length as her tongue swirls around the tip only makes him grow bigger.
When she cups my balls and presses the sensitive skin behind them with one hand, as she strokes me with the other, I nearly rocket off the bed. Throw in watching those sexy pink lips sucking me off, and I may as well just die and go to heaven.
“Fuuuck…” I groan in satisfaction, and my need to make her feel just as good intensifies. “Why don’t you come up here and let me satisfy both of us?”
With a shake of her head, she moans and doubles down on her efforts.
I should’ve known better. This woman loves a challenge.
Before I know it, I’m on the brink of blowing my load.
“I…” I gasp. “I’m already close.”
Faye doesn’t say anything but simply squeezes me tighter as her head bobs faster.
As I barrel toward the point of no return, I warn with desperation, “Pull off, Faye. I’m about to…”
Her cheeks hollow out and suck even harder as this sexy vixen presses firmer on that spot that drives me crazy.
That’s all it takes.
Pulse after pulse, I explode into her.
She sucks and strokes until I truly can’t take it any longer.
Tugging her off my cock, I plead, “Too sensitive.”
Running the back of her palm over her lips, a wicked grin forms. “You didn’t let me use that as an excuse when you went down on me a few hours ago.” Arching a brow, she asks, “Why should I let you use it now?”
“Women are made for multiples,” I point out. “Men… Not so much. I need a bit of time to recover.”
Pulling her up to snuggle against my chest, a light laugh escapes. “Fair point.”
Glancing at the clock, I’m shocked to see it’s nearly seven.
“Have you been up long?”
“Not really.” Pointing to my cock, she grins, “He woke me up with an apparent need to come out and play.”
“It’s a dick. They do that,” I deadpan. Running a hand up her spine, I add, “I find if you just ignore it, it’ll settle down if you don’t want it.”
Running a finger along my pecks, she says, “Oh, I wanted. You were stingy last night and never let me taste you.”
“I was rather preoccupied,” I point out. “Besides,” I add, kissing her temple, “you taste better.”
Before she can reply, my phone rings from the pocket of my jeans.
Knowing it’s likely one of the girls, I scramble to the end of the bed in search of where I left it.
Fishing it out of my pocket, I see the caller and apologize to Faye. “Sorry. This is Sloane.”
Pulling the blanket closer to her chest, she shrugs. “Take it. I don’t mind.”
On the fourth ring, I crawl back up the bed to sit beside her and answer, “Hey, Sloane,” as I settle against my headboard.
“Hey, Dad.” From her tone alone, I sense something is up.
“What’s going on?” I ask, sitting straighter.
Sloane lets out a huff of frustration. “Jax just had to change his flight from LA this afternoon, and I’m due to fly out to New York in a few hours.”
“Okay…” I draw out. That doesn’t seem this stressful.
Then she adds, “And my sitter just cancelled due to a family emergency. Any chance you can watch the boys until Jax returns?”
“Uhhh…” I draw out as disappointment sets in. There goes any plans I could’ve made with Faye today.
Giving Faye an apologetic smile, I return my attention to the phone. “Sure… I’ll uh… Just need to shower and get ready. Want me to pick them up from your place in about an hour?”
“Shower?” Sloane’s voice rises as if I just told her I had three heads.
“Yeah… I… Uh… got a late start this morning,” I admit.
Reaching for Faye’s hand, I mouth, "Sorry," to assure her I’m not blowing her off.
“Oh, my… Has hell frozen over?” Sloane sputters in disbelief.
Faye must hear her because she covers her mouth to hold back a laugh.
“Shut it, smartass!” There’s no way in hell I’m telling my daughter why I’m still in bed at this hour, so I do what I do best: deflect. “If you want my help, it’s best you stop picking on me. How long will you need me to watch the twins?”
Regardless of how long she needs, Sloane knows she can count on me.
After my retirement, I vowed to myself to make up for lost time. If given a choice, I will always be here when my girls need me most. That’s the entire reason I returned to Seaside in the first place.
“Uh…” Sloane draws out, and I can hear the wheels spinning in her head as she mentally goes through their crazy schedules. She’s working her way up the chain at the record label. Thanks to her and Jax’s talent, his band, Ruby Frax, keeps topping the charts, and they’re as popular as ever.
“Jax and the guys’ music video got delayed due to weather.
He should be home by tomorrow, or the next day, tops.
I’m meeting with a new artist in New York after catching them live at their concert tomorrow night, then following up with another the next day.
If we weren’t so close to the music festival here in Seaside next month, I’d cancel my trip.
But I’d really like this act to perform. ”
“I’ve got you,” I assure her. “I’ll pick the boys up and bring them to my place. You just take your time and do what you need to do back east.”
“Thanks, Dad.” She sighs heavily into the phone. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Oh, you’d manage,” I assure her. That girl has always been so goal-driven. She has more determination in her little toe than people have in a lifetime. If she so much as thinks it, Sloane will find a way to make her desires happen.
“What about Raven? Will she need help on the home front if Finn’s stuck in LA?”
“I don’t think so. Her girls have a special day camp this week for dance, and she’s been working from home. She’s got a big design she’s working on, so I’m sure she’s busy with that, but it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.”
“I’ll reach out and see how things are doing later today. Maybe I’ll invite them over for some cousin time this evening.”
“You know if you do that, you’ll end up with the whole lot of them, right?” Sloane warns with a laugh. “Only you don’t get to send Jason and Josh home after you’ve wound them up.”
Her boys are spunky and full of energy as it is, but I’ll never turn down any time I get with my grandchildren. “I’ve commanded thousands of airmen. I’m sure I can handle my rowdy squadron.”
“Ha…” she snorts loudly into the phone. “But your troops never batted their eyelashes or had you wrapped around their fingers. I swear, my boys practically get away with murder, compared to what you let us do as kids.”
This time, Faye can’t contain her low laughter.
Christ, I can’t win for losing on this front.
Rolling my eyes, I quickly spit out, “Hey now… Don’t be kickin’ a gift horse in the mouth,” I warn. “If you want me there within the hour, I’d better get movin’.”
“Okay… Okay…” Sloane’s laughter is barely contained. “I still can’t believe you’re not up and moving. This must be a record for you to sleep in this late.”
Looking at Faye, who’s giving me the she’s got you there look, I can only shake my head.
My silence prompts Sloane to playfully add, “I wonder if pigs are flying somewhere.”
Locking eyes with my reason for letting Sloane get the best of me, I shrug. “Miracles do happen.” Before Sloane can make anything of it, I quickly add, “See you in a bit, Sloane. Tell Jax I’ve got you both covered and to just take care of business.”
“Love you, Dad.” She sighs into the phone.
“Love you, too, kiddo. Now, get moving.” Not sure which of us needs that reminder more, but as I look at Faye, I’m hoping I can make some of the next hour count.
With a laugh, Sloane disconnects the call.
Turning my attention to the beautiful woman beside me, I give her by best apologetic smile. “Sorry about that.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for, Mark.”
“I was hoping to spend more time with you today,” I admit.
“It’s not a problem.” Reaching for my hand, she quickly squeezes it. “Besides, some of us aren’t retired and still have to work.”
“Can I at least make you some breakfast before I go?” I offer as consolation.
Glancing at the clock, she asks, “Do you have time?”
“It might not be elaborate, but I can whip us up some eggs and toast.”
“What about a shower?” she points out.
“As in you’d rather shower than eat?” I could get on board with that.
Shoving my shoulder, she sighs. “No, you insatiable fool… You and I both know if we showered together, there’s no way you’ll get there on time. I meant, do you need to shower?”
“That takes seven minutes, tops,” I point out.
Rolling her eyes, she snorts. “You are such a guy.”
“That includes getting dressed,” I add for good measure, puffing out my chest.
“Yeah… I could never do that.”
“I’ll tell you what… You go shower, and I’ll get dressed. Is there another bathroom I could use to freshen up in?”
Standing, I head to my dresser to grab my clothes for the day.
“Since I didn’t really get around to giving you a proper tour of the place, you can use this one and do whatever you need, and I’ll use the one down the hall.
If you turn right out of my door, it will lead you to the stairs.
I’ll meet you in the kitchen. Coffee is on a timer, so help yourself to some if I’m not there when you arrive. ”
Needing to taste this gorgeous woman again, I quickly return to where she’s propped against the headboard and kiss her once more.
Well, that was my intention.