Chapter 11
Mary
The kids are having a great time. They are so stinkin’ smart. I enjoy how they are with each other and everyone else. They like to have fun, are super competitive, but they always take care of each other and make sure to be nice. Their manners are great.
“Kaylynn, you have done an amazing job with these two,” I tell her.
“It’s not me, honestly. They are the sweetest kids, always mindful of everyone’s feelings. It’s like they aren’t four years old. I know we haven’t had them for more than a few months, but I can’t imagine my life without them.”
“They are great. And the way they act shows how comfortable they are with you, and the rest of us.”
“So, when are you bringing my little brother around?” Gemini asks. “I’m getting a little impatient to meet him.”
“I know, honey. I am too. If I don’t hear anything soon, I will call Julie to see what’s going on. Also, if you ever need a babysitter, Kaylynn, I am happy to watch these two. And, of course, whenever you have any Gemini. I can’t wait to be a grandma, even if I’m not your real mom.”
“Nonsense, Mom. You are as real as it gets. I know Kaylynn doesn’t have a ‘real’ mom in her life, or any mom. She appreciates you just like I do. I’m sure that Peter will feel the same way when he gets here.”
Looking over at Kaylynn, I see she is a little misty-eyed. I go over and give her a hug.
“She’s right. I’ve never had a mom. I appreciate all the help and advice you have provided. You’re like the compound mom around here. I know the guys appreciate you as well.”
Now they want to make me a bit misty-eyed, huh? Whatever. I will take it.
“I am happy to be here for all of you. And I can’t wait to get Peter here. I know I can make him so happy.”
“Mom, have you thought about work?” Gemini asks.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, have you thought about maybe staying home for a while? Peter might need to have you here for support for a while. What if you didn’t go back just yet?”
It’s funny she is mentioning this. It’s been on my mind a lot since Jameson said anything about it.
“Actually, Jameson and I were going to talk about that after we got back home from my doctor’s appointment. But then they had to go off and do whatever needs doing. I’ve been thinking about it, though. It sounds appealing to stay home and help Peter get acclimated.”
“Then you should do it. It’s not like you must work with these guys of ours. And your nursing skills could come in handy, also with these guys of ours,” Kaylynn says.
Before I get to answer, the kids start a game and drag us into it. I don’t think any of us understands what they are playing, but we laugh and play along anyway.
Soon enough, Jameson walks in with Hydra and Cutter. The boys gather up their families and leave us alone.
Jameson has a strange look on his face. I wonder if he was overwhelmed when he came in with all the noise in here.
“Are you OK, honey? You’re looking a little strange.”
“I’m great, babe. I was just thinking about how I didn’t hate all the noise and laughter when I came in. I was sure it would be a challenge I would gladly put up with. But I find that I actually did like it.”
“That’s good. That’s very good. I’m glad it didn’t cause you any stress. I would never ask you to have a bunch of kids around if it made you uncomfortable.”
“I don’t think that will be a worry. I enjoyed watching you interact with the girls and kids. It made me see how much of a great mom you are.”
Getting up, I walk to him, stretching up to give him a kiss. He winds his arms around me, lifting me up. Instantly, I wrap my legs around him as he deepens the kiss.
This is what I’ve been craving. This closeness, the heat. Although I will say that it never felt like this before. George was nothing in comparison. Totally different stratospheres.
Jameson carries me to our room, maintaining the kiss as we go. Breaking the kiss, he slowly lowers me to the floor next to the bed. He studies me for a moment, gaze intent, and so hot my nipples pebble.
I rub my hands up his chest, loving the feel of his strength. Trailing them back down, I tuck my hands under his shirt before going back up again. His eyes go electric.
Leaning down, Jameson takes my mouth in another searing kiss before his hands go to the hem of my shirt. He pulls back just enough to question, “Are you sure you want this?”
In answer, I help him remove it. I’m momentarily worried about the scars, but his lips go back to mine, and I’m so turned on that I forget to be self-conscious.
Jameson makes quick work of my clothes before easing me down on the bed. He steps back, just looking at me before slowly removing his clothes. Piece by piece, he reveals his perfect form.
I can feel how slick I am. He’s absolutely gorgeous, and all mine.
“See something you like, babe?”
“I do. You are so gorgeous.”
“That’s my line, babe. You are so gorgeous it hurts sometimes. How did I get so lucky to get the most beautiful woman in the world to be mine? I won’t ever let you go. Stuck with me now, and I’m one lucky bastard for it.”
He eases onto the bed, carefully covering me, pressing his lips to mine. He’s slow and methodical about it. Like he is learning the shape and contour of my mouth.
His lips leave mine, trailing down my neck to the hollow of my throat. Slowly, he continues to kiss and lick his way down before latching onto my nipple. He scraps his teeth over it, eliciting a gasp from me.
He doesn’t stay there for long. Instead, he moves down to settle between my legs. I’m spread wide to accommodate his shoulders. He takes a moment to study my core, using his thumbs to open me up.
I’m slightly uncomfortable with how wet I am down there. But that all disappears when he leans in and licks some of my wetness.
He moans, saying, “You taste incredible. This is my new favorite treat. Are you ready, babe?”
I nod my head. “So ready,” I tell him.
Jameson dives in like he’s a starving man who hasn’t seen food in weeks. I find myself on the edge so fast my head spins. He doesn’t let up, and over I go.
Jameson continues licking and sucking on me through my orgasm. But he doesn’t stop. He just says, “Another.”
Another orgasm quickly builds. He thrust two fingers in me, slowly moving them in and out.
I’m mindless as the intensity of it keeps building.
Then he curls his fingers in a come-hither motion while sucking hard on my clit, and I detonate.
The orgasm washes over me like a tsunami.
Wave after wave of pleasure continues to rock me as my essence floods out.
Jameson gentles his assault, easing me through it, before leaning up to look at me. He slowly climbs up my body, sealing my lips with his. Tasting myself on his tongue is more of a turn-on than I ever thought possible. My body is primed and waiting for his.
His body covers mine, his weight a comfort, his cock like velvet between us. I start squirming, ready to have him inside of me.
“Patience, baby. Making sure you’re good,” he says.
“Jameson, I am more than good. I need you desperately!”
That must be all the permission he requires, because he brings the head of his cock to my entrance and slowly pushes in.
First, he’s huge. Second, I feel stuffed full when he bottoms out. Third, did I mention he’s huge? Oh my God! I’m breathless.
“You good, babe? You feel so fucking good. You are gripping my cock so perfectly.”
“I’m, uh, I’m going to need you to move, honey. Like now!” His dirty talk makes me wetter than I’ve ever been.
Jameson chuckles. But he does move. Oh, how he moves. Slow pulling out, hard and deep coming in. Every drag of his cock on my delicate tissue sends shock waves through me.
He continues this way, building me up so high that there will be nowhere else to go but down. Then he switches his angle and hits the perfect spot before speeding up.
He starts slamming into me, and for one second, I teeter on the edge. Then, I’m soaring as my orgasm breaks, making me fly so high, I never want to come down. I scream his name.
Jameson takes two more strokes before he roars out his release.
Planting himself deep inside me, I feel the heat of his come coating my insides.
We lay there just breathing. My mind is floating here and there, not really catching onto anything specific.
Jameson rolls us to the side to keep from crushing me with his big body.
Leaning in, I kiss his lips softly. “I love you, Jameson.”
“I love you too, babe. So much. I can’t wait to get Peter here where he will have the best life with the best mom around.”
“And he will have the best dad in you.”
He looks stunned and a little doubtful at that. My poor man doesn’t think he’s good enough to be considered a great role model. He thinks that because he has autism, it means he is defective when dealing with people. But I think he’s amazing. And I will just make sure I tell him every day.
“You will be so amazing with Peter and anyone else we may foster. I know you will, and you’ll never convince me otherwise.”
“Okay, babe. I will trust your instincts because mine seem to be telling me something different.”
“I’ll remind you anytime you need it! Also, we didn’t get to have that conversation we were going to have. I’ve been thinking about it a lot.”
“And what are your thoughts on working right now?”
“Well, it’s funny, actually. Gemini brought it up earlier.”
“Great minds, huh?”
Laughing, I share my thoughts on the idea.
“I think it’s a great idea. I like that I can be here to help get Peter situated and comfortable.
It can be hard on kids being placed in a new and strange environment.
Some lash out while others may turn quiet.
If I can ease just a little of the stress he will, no doubt, be under, I’m all for it. ”
“That’s great. I already know you will be amazing with him.”
“Kaylynn also mentioned something. She said that you guys might need my services occasionally.”
“Well, I’m sure Doc could always use the help. We can figure out if that’s something you’d be interested in pursuing.”
Settling more firmly against Jameson, I slowly let some of the stresses go, knowing I’m not alone anymore. It feels nice. A bit like freedom with my biker. Now all we have to do is settle in with Peter.