Liz
Her movements were so slow. So deliberate. Every brush of her fingertips against my sensitive skin had me shivering under her touch.
I grabbed her face so I could look at her again.
I couldn’t believe she was here. Couldn’t believe she was finally back.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t visit you, baby girl. Trust me, I wanted to.” I placed a kiss on her lips. Then her right cheek. Then the other one. “But I needed to make sure he bent.”
Hours upon hours of fighting him. His lawyers. Even the police got involved at times.
Only when the video took off online and my ex got dumped by his expensive lawyer and had to settle for a public defendant because his mom and dad stopped footing the bill did we finally get what we wanted.
It was his worst nightmare. People were seeing him for who he truly was. I should've known that something like this would've worked all along, but I couldn't have done it alone back then. Every single person played a part, and because of them I was… free.
Free to live my life. Free to love who I wanted. Free to be.
“And it worked,” she breathed. “I’m so grateful for you.”
“Even if all of this happened because of me?”
She pushed my dress up my thighs and pulled my underwear down far too slowly for my liking.
“Happened to you. To us. Not because of you,” she corrected and slowly kissed down my body. “Fuck, I can’t hold myself back anymore. Can I please taste you, Mommy? If you want to keep talking, I don’t mind, but please don’t keep me away from this sweet pussy any longer.”
All the slowness was gone. She was suddenly kneeling at the edge of the bed and burying her face in my pussy.
But she was a good girl and didn’t take it any further without me saying so.
“Go ahead, baby girl.”
I gasped when her mouth attacked me. My hand gripped the bedsheets so hard I was afraid they’d tear. The guttural moan that fell from me when her tongue pierced me bounced off the walls around us.
I rolled my hips in tandem with her motion.
“Fuck, I missed your mouth,” I moaned, threading my hands in her hair, and her eyes flicked up to mine. “You’re such a good girl, aren’t you?”
She moaned against me, and as the vibration went through me, I moved my hands up, finding my breasts and squeezing them.
When her lips circled my clit and she sucked hard, my back bowed and my orgasm came crashing through me.
I pulled her up and then, as gently as I could, switched our position, so I was straddling her. I loved tasting myself on her as I kissed her hard, our tongues sensually dancing together.
“Let Mommy treat you well.”
She helped me pull her shirt up and over her head. My lips found her neck so I could leave hot open-mouthed kisses all the way until I reached a nipple. I pulled it into my mouth, running my tongue over the sensitive bud.
“Oh, God. Fuck, Mommy.”
My fingers plucked at the other. I looked up to watch her squirm as I brought her pleasure. Her eyes were screwed shut. Her mouth open, moans spilling out. Her neck was taut with how tense she was.
I need to fix that.
I switched to the other nipple and slipped my hand into her underwear, circling her clit. She was already so wet and waiting that my two fingers slipped in with ease.
“My pretty girl,” I cooed against her nipple. I sucked hard on it, earning me a cry.
I pulled away so I could see my baby girl and how she so easily succumbed to pleasure. She was so perfect.
I missed her more than I ever thought possible. Yes, I missed the sex because I wasn’t lying when I said it had never been like this for me… But I missed being with her the most.
“You're everything to me,” I confessed, not able to hold it back anymore.
She helped me pull her pants down so I could fuck her faster. Her cunt was squeezing my fingers so hard it was hard to slip a third in, but her wetness made it possible.
“I don't know how I ever thought I could fight this,” I said, bringing my lips to her open and panting mouth.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Please what?”
“I can’t hold on—”
“Then come for me, baby. You deserve it.”
She threw her head back. “Fuck, Mommy!”
“I love you,” I whispered into her ear. “I love you more than I can say. Nothing and no one is going to take you away from me. I promise.”
She crashed under me as my three fingers kept pounding into her. The sounds she was making only made my own cunt pulse with even more need.
“Pants all the way off.”
After getting rid of my dress, I reached into the drawer to grab the double-sided dildo. By the time I was back, her legs were open for me, just the way I liked it.
I climbed over her, taking one and placing it around my shoulder. She loved this position. I could see how hungry her eyes had become as I slid the dildo into me—not too full, but I knew that once I started fucking her, it would rock nicely inside me.
She watched me intently as I lined it up with her entrance.
“Touch your clit, baby girl. Come as many times as you can.”
She obeyed, and I pushed into her slowly. She threw her head back against the bed.
“Fuck. I love you too, Liz.”
“Again,” I ordered breathlessly as I picked up my thrusts, the two-way toy moving inside me with each one and sending heat throughout my body.
Seeing her like this, so submissive and willing to be used by me, made me out of control.
I pulled out only to snap into her harder.
“Oh yes! Please, Mommy!”
I picked up the pace even further.
“Tell me again,” I ordered.
“I… Fuck—” I cut her off with a hard thrust.
“I didn’t hear you,” I said with a mischievous grin. She looked at me through hooded eyes, a smile spreading across her face.
“I… Oh God… I love—”
I wasn’t giving her a break. With each thrust of my hips, shared pleasure rocked through both of us.
Together.
“Are you going to come for me, baby girl?”
“Yes!”
“Then scream it while you come,” I said, gripping her thigh.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck… I love you!”
She came with an explosive cry, and I wasn’t too far behind. I rocked us together as we rode out the waves, the wetness between us turning everything into a slippery mess and only making it that much more erotic.
I placed my lips against her thigh and left sweet kisses as she came back to herself.
“Play with that needy little cunt of yours,” I whispered and bit her skin.
“I don’t know if I can take it again,” she confessed.
Her hair was sticking against her forehead from the sweat. Her chest was heaving with her heavy breathing. She’d never looked more beautiful. Or more mine.
I pulled out so I could look at how sinfully her cunt swallowed up the dildo.
“Look at you taking Mommy’s cock so well. I think you have at least one more in you.”
I went slowly, focusing on the rock of our hips instead of harshly pounding into her. My fingers found her clit, and I took over, running quick horizontal strokes against it.
“Does Mommy’s cock feel good, baby girl?”
“So good,” she moaned as we both gripped the sheets, now beginning to bunch up around us.
“Tell me, has anyone ever fucked you as well as I do?”
“No one, Mommy.”
She rolled her hips against mine, and I couldn’t stop looking down at how her cunt stretched around the toy.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this. Turn over for me, baby.”
I pulled out and helped her onto her stomach, her ass up and waiting. I ran my finger down her folds, spreading them so I could see just how needy her pussy was for me.
Giving into my desires, I licked her from clit to entrance, and she jerked against me, letting out a shuddered breath.
I positioned myself behind her and entered her with one thrust.
“Mmm, yes, Mommy. You treat me so good.”
“You deserve it, baby.”
I pulled my hand back and slapped her ass. Her intake of breath had a shiver running down my spine.
“Again?”
“Please.”
I slapped her ass again between thrusts, then kneaded the red, abused flesh. My fingers traveled over the tattoos on the side of her ass, teasing her. My pleasure was a plus from the toy, but the biggest payoff was her.
“One more, baby,” I purred. “One more, then we can call it a day.”
“Oh, thank God. I don’t think I can hold on. Permission to come, Mommy?” she asked, her thighs already shaking.
“Permission granted. Come for me, my love.”
It only took a couple more thrusts before she buried her head in the bed and came with a satisfied, albeit weaker, cry.
When I finally pulled out of her, we fell into a pile on the bed, arms and legs wrapped around each other. She clung to me like she was afraid I’d disappear. I clung to her for the same reason, neither of us able to speak.
But that was fine. The silence said everything that needed to be said.
We’re together.
We’re safe.
It’s over.
In reality, we still had some clean-up to do, but at least for now we could rest.
I pushed myself up onto my elbows and wiped the hair from her face.
“I’m sorry for everything again.”
She gave me a weak smile, and I leaned into her fingers as they traveled my face.
“I got you out of it, so it was more than worth it. And it would be a lie to say that I had no part in it. Remember, I’m the one who bought you.” With that, she sat up, surprising me. “What did you do with the money exactly?”
I gave her a smile.
“Paid off my debts and then, with what was left… Well, you’ll see soon.”
She raised a brow at me. “Keeping secrets?”
“I guess you’ll find a way to get them out of me somehow.” My thumb brushed over her lips. “I love you. I can’t say it enough. Will you still be mine forever?”
“As long as you’ll have me,” she said. “I love you too, Liz.”
This time, when our lips met, I couldn’t pull myself away from her. Not that I’d ever want to.
It might have taken me more than forty years to get here, but now there was no way I was letting anyone take my happiness away from me.
Never again.