Chapter 29
Sierra glanced around the room and lit the last candle, setting up the romantic scene. She blew out the match, the burnt smell of the smoke filling her nose.
Tonight was the night. They had worked past the near disaster caused by his father, and she had been delighted and proud when Jacob had kept his word and attended an open AA meeting with her.
He had sat and listened as she spoke about her addiction and what it had done to her.
His eyes were shining with encouragement and love.
Mik had been in attendance and was now speaking at the podium. When she sat back down next to him, he leaned in and whispered to her. “I thought Mik was a guy, and that voice of hers.”
She turned slightly to face him and whispered back. “Sexy as hell, right… And she is beautiful too.”
He took her hand, engulfing it with his warmth. “Yes, she is, but you are beautiful too and the only woman I have eyes for.”
She squeezed his hand in thanks and smiled. He didn’t have to mention the last part because she was now secure in his love for her. But she didn’t mind hearing all the time now how he felt about her. She felt loved and treasured.
Mik had come over to stand beside them when they were hanging around after the meeting chatting with the other attendees. She then clasped Sierra's hand and pulled her to the side while Jacob drank the coffee that had been provided on the table.
“Everything all right now?” Mik regarded her with a serious expression.
Her dark brown skin was smooth without a blemish to mark it, not even a wrinkle despite her age of fifty.
Her hair was in tight, long twists that she pulled back into a long ponytail.
She was a full-bodied woman wearing dark blue jeans and a peach-colored sweater. Her feet were encased in sneakers.
She glanced at Jacob and saw that he was watching them, a curious look in his eyes, but she gave him a wink and a smile before turning back to face her sponsor and friend.
She reached out to touch her arm. “Yes, everything is going okay. Will you be coming to my wedding and bringing your son?”
The worried expression disappeared from Mik’s face, and she smiled. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, but Rudy can’t make it, as he will be away mentoring at a young kids’ sports camp.”
Sierra pursed her lips in disappointment and then nodded in understanding before asking, “Anyone else special you want to bring to my wedding?” Sierra had probed because the last she heard, Mik had met someone, and she hoped to meet him.
Mik scowled. “No, not anymore.” She sighed, pulling at the tip of her hair in the ponytail. “I am going to swear off men for a little while. I can’t take the drama. But I do have some good news to share.”
Mik smiled happily. “I will be substituting at a college in Boston for a professor who had to go on medical leave.”
“Oh, that is amazing! Which college?” Her attention shifted to Jacob for a second, and she could see that he'd finished his coffee and was inspecting the sugar.
“Oh, it’s—”
“Mik, sorry to interrupt you both, but I have a question for you, and would like to talk to you in private.” They both turned to see an older man standing beside them now.
“Umm, okay, sorry Sierra. We can chat back in a minute.” It was Mik’s turn to touch her arm, pressing against it before she lifted her hand away.
“It’s okay; Jacob and I should be heading out. Soon it will be time for Kaitlyn to go to bed, and we want to say good night.” She glanced back at Jacob to see him watching and jerked her head in the direction of the door, indicating it was time to go.
As Mik began to move away with the man, she looked over her shoulder. “Okay, I will call you later.”
But after getting home, she was preoccupied with Kaitlyn and then spent the rest of the night with Jacob watching a movie. The next week flew by as she became focused on getting everything ready for their up-and-coming nuptials.
Both Jacob and Sierra had been busy with their wedding planning, house hunting, her writing, and his work that had left little time for anything else until tonight.
She felt his eyes on her before she heard. “What is all this?”
Before she could turn and face him, she felt his arms wrap around her waist and pull her body into the heat of his.
She sighed and then shivered as he leaned down and nuzzled her neck.
“I love this two-piece tank and thong that you are wearing, and have I told you how much I have missed you today?” He said huskily.
She turned in his arms and rose up on her toes, giving his lips a welcoming kiss.
“I miss you too.”
She then took his hand and led him to the bed.
“Kaitlyn?”
“With my dad tonight, so it is just us.” She smiled up at him as she sat on the bed.
Jacob moved to sit down next to her, and she shook her head, guiding him to stand between her legs.
She reached for his belt buckle, and felt his hands grasp and stop hers. “Baby, are you sure? I can still wait, even though it is getting harder to not want to be with you.” He said huskily.
“Just because we are about to make love, don’t think that you can stop courting me, Jacob Paul Norris. I love and appreciate those times.” She smiled and then leaned forward, kissing his stomach through his clothes.
He reached down and tilted up her chin, his gaze dark with emotions. “Those times are precious to me too, and I promise I won’t; Sierra Hilary Clarence Norris.” They both broke out laughing.
The laughter slowed down as the heat began to build between them.
Their gaze locked; Jacob leaned down while she craned her head slightly back to receive his kiss.
She grasped the back of his head as his mouth moved over hers, teasing her until she bit down on his bottom lip, pulling it slightly away, and he opened himself up to her, angling his head as their tongues met, sliding across each other.
She raked her nails down his neck hard, and he groaned, his hands now on her breasts, kneading them, and then his fingers pinched and pulled on the erect nipples.
She moaned into his mouth. Her hands began to move down his back to the front of his stomach and to the belt buckle.
She maneuvered it open, sliding it from the rings in his pants and letting it drop heavily to the floor.
His button and zipper opened, and she cupped him inside his pants, feeling the length of him.
He widened his stance a little for her to get a better grip on his hardening cock.
She ran her hand along its hard length and to the tip of his head that she could feel through the material.
She pulled it free, and his staff stood straight and hard, feeling warm underneath her palm.
Sierra shifted slightly away and wet the tip of her fingers with her saliva, running it around his head.
She could feel his heated gaze on the top of her head as she stared in awe at his magnificent cock, wanting it in her mouth so she could lick and suck and taste the part of him that brought her so much pleasure.
“Fed your cock into my mouth.” She raised her eyes and licked her lips. His jaw clenched, and he looked flushed with fever. His eyes were dark and hooded.
He took himself into his hand and pumped it before gently grabbing her head and lowering it down, her mouth touching the tip. Her tongue traced his head, and she could taste the saltiness of his precum.
She gently slapped his balls and demanded again. “Feed me your cock.”
He groaned and shuddered when she did that, and then she felt the head part her lips; he took his time as his length entered her mouth.
She gripped the back of his buttocks when he paused and gave them both a hard slap.
He pressed further into her mouth, and she felt more liquid hit her tongue.
She slowly breathed through her nose and sucked on his head.
He groaned, and his fingers tightened in her hair.
He pulled back, and she moved her hands in between his legs, her hands cupping and lightly squeezing his balls.
He pushed himself across her tongue and deeper into the cavern of her mouth.
She used her teeth to lightly rake across his staff as he moved in and out of her mouth, while the tip of her tongue teased his head.
She could feel his length expand in her mouth, and she knew he was near. Sierra was about to slap his balls again when he suddenly pulled himself all the way out. His flesh, wet and glistening from her saliva and his precum.
Sierra raised her eyes bewildered. “Jacob, why did you stop? I want you to come inside my mouth. I want to swallow your cum.” She knew when she said that it got him excited, and he groaned. She reached for him again to continue. But instead, he gently pushed her down on the bed.
“You want this cock….” He held it out to her like a treat, and she nodded. “Well, I want that pussy.”
If she wasn’t wet before, her thong was wet now.
“Okay, but let me finish first.” She raised herself on her elbows, giving him a sultry look.
He shook his head, his gaze heated. “Move back more into the bed and lie on your side.”
She frowned but did his bidding and then scooted back some more when he kneeled on the bed, moving closer to her.
No other words were said as he laid down on his side, his head now beside her wet and now very needy pussy; he raised her bent leg over and onto his head as his breath caressed her hardened clit, waiting for his kiss.
He moved his hips and aligned his stiff cock to her mouth; his knees were bent beside her head.
She felt the first swipe of his tongue at her entrance as her hand reached across to grip his butt cheek as she suckled his cock back into her mouth.
The sensation of him being in her mouth and Jacob pleasuring her at the same time made her wetter than before; she could feel and hear the sucking and licking sounds as he ate and teased her pussy.
He groaned when she licked, sucked, and raked her teeth along his length and his tip.
Her tongue delving into his slit to take the salty wetness from him.
She stuck one and then two fingers into his ass, stretching him.
His stead rhythm of thrusting into her mouth became jerky, and she knew he was near.
She pressed her fingers into him and then pulled out before pressing them back in.
His tongue slid between her folds and entered her sopping wet core; her heart raced.
Sierra felt the tightening of her walls, and she let go, squirting more of her liquid onto his tongue as she sucked and swallowed his orgasm.
Licking up the last drop of his semen, she shuddered as his tongue moved across her sensitive flesh and outer thigh.
His tongue traced the path of her wetness.
Once he was done, she collapsed onto her back. Her breathing settled down, and she felt him move across the bed. He once again gently moved her and placed her at the edge of the bed, her back on the mattress and her ass supported by his hands and his arms underneath her legs.
Sierra began to play with her nipples, and he watched for a second, his gaze burning over her skin as they travelled over her and then refocused to her licking the tip of her fingers and then rubbing them over the distended peaks.
“Have I told you how much I love you?” He said gutturally.
Sierra smiled and said wantonly. “Show me.”
He raised her slightly and entered her in one thrust. Small tremors raked across her inner walls, and then he began to thrust inside her, picking up the pace as needy sounds passed her lips.
She closed her eyes, lost to the feeling of his hardened cock filling her completely.
She moved her hips up and back into his hands as he continued to drive himself home.
She squeezed him as she began to feel flush all over her body—the fluttering in her walls signaling her orgasm.
She began her dirty talk, just the way they both liked it, and his eyes glazed over as sweat beaded on his forehead.
He began to fuck her harder, triggered by her erotic words.
“Come on, fuck this pussy, take it; it is all yours. Damn, baby, so good, yes, so good. Make my pussy come for you. See how wet I am. Yes, baby, yes!” She screamed.
Jacob's cock hit her in the right spot, and she couldn’t hold off any longer, letting out sounds of ecstasy as her orgasm came.
He gave a shout and jerked hard into her, holding her pelvis tight against his as she felt his warmth spread inside of her.
They smiled at each other through their labored breathing, and then he leaned over at the waist and gave her a loving and gentle kiss before he pulled away and left her body.
Jacob carried her to the shower, where they both got into a warm tub filled with Epsom salts, and he massaged her legs and shoulders in the water before rinsing them off and carrying her back to bed; pulling the covers and sheets over them and turning off the lights.
He pulled her into his arms, tucking her head underneath his chin. “This is going into your book, isn’t it?” Sierra responded with a laugh.