Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
Nolan
She tasted like the best damn treat I’d ever had. I lapped up her orgasm, delighting in the way she easily came undone for me.
But before I could slide inside her, she wagged her finger at me to come closer to her head, from where she lay on the floor.
She undid my button and unzipped my fly, her small hot hand sliding inside and wrapping around my semi-hard dick.
She pulled it out and licked her lips, admiring it before motioning for me to get lower.
“Fuck my mouth,” Lyra said as I moved my dick closer to her mouth, running the head of it over her lips.
I gently pushed my way inside, her lips parting and spreading wide open for me, my dick thickening by the second.
Her pretty red lips encircled my dick, and she looked so fucking gorgeous spread out beneath me, in her full nakedness.
When her mouth closed around the head of my dick, it was all I could do not to come right then and there, the ache of desire overtaking my body, needing a release.
Lyra sucked my dick into her mouth greedily and took her time licking and sucking and exploring with both her hands and her mouth, my dick and balls getting all the attention.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I grabbed her head and fucked her mouth, growling as I watched her slurp my cock down like a damn fucking champion.
“Fuck yeah, baby girl, that’s it. Take my cock down your throat. Be a good girl.”
Lyra smiled around my cock, and I must’ve died and gone to heaven. She was the most perfect fucking woman for me, and I was madly in love with her. I had been since the first time we kissed under the mistletoe.
She kept up with my thrusts like a champ, and before I knew it, I came hard down her throat, my thunderous roars shaking her whole damn cabin.
But I wasn’t done with her yet. Oh hell no.
I gently slapped her mouth with my dick before sliding down her sexy body and gently laying her back against the floor. I kissed her sexy lips and rubbed my semi-hard cock against her thigh. It wouldn’t take long before I was hard and ready for her again.
My hands ran over her soft, fleshy curves, loving the feel of her body beneath mine, her soft to my hard, her curves to my ridges. Hands and mouths explored as our bodies tangled together into one, and my dick slowly came back to life.
Lyra’s breasts fit perfectly in my hands, my rough palms scraping against her hard nipples, replaced by my mouth sucking and licking, and back to my hands. She arched her back and rubbed her wet pussy against my dick.
“How bad do you want it, princess?”
“So fucking bad. I waited too long.” She panted as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I rubbed my dick against her wet slit, teasing her with the tip. I pushed in only to take it back out, teasing her again and again. “I want to hear you scream my name. Beg me for it.”
“Please, Nolan. Please fuck me.”
“Say it again,” I demanded louder.
“Fuck me. Now. Please.”
I buried my dick deep inside, pushing in balls deep, pausing as we adjusted to each other, her hands clinging to my neck. “Are you okay?” I asked her.
She nodded, and I kissed her before asking again.
“I’m okay. Just fuck me already. The naughty way.”
I chuckled, the sound low and deep, and delivered exactly what she asked for.
In and out, I thrusted hard, delivering each movement with precision as I moved my hands around and around, circles and side to side, loving how she came undone beneath me.
I grabbed her waist and flipped us over, her now on top, facing away from me, with a stunning view of her ass.
I held her and fucked her hard, thrusting upward as one hand rubbed her clit.
Minutes later, Lyra came hard, screaming my name out as orgasm after orgasm overtook her body, her body convulsing as her pussy squeezed my cock.
Every orgasm pulsated on my dick, and soon I came hard again, filling her with my hot cum.
“Wow, that was amazing.” I breathed, kissing the top of her head.
“Mmhmm.”
“I love you, Lyra. So much.”
“I love you too, Nolan. I’m so glad we found each other.”
“In the last place I would’ve expected.” I teased.
“I knew I attended the tree lighting ceremony every year for a good reason. I just had to wait to find you.” Lyra kissed me, and I swept her into a deeper kiss before standing and taking her with me, carrying her up to bed.
We didn’t have much sleep that night.
But that was okay.
We had plenty of nights to catch up on sleep.
For now, we were going to enjoy it.
After spending the night together, our relationship moved fast, but I welcomed it with open arms. I’d spent plenty of years alone, and I didn’t want to be alone anymore.
Lyra moved into my cabin a month later and left her job at the daycare to focus on completing her master’s degree.
She couldn’t stay away from the kids, though, often visiting during the day and stopping by for story time.
I was now their official character costume guy, at the ready whenever they needed someone to dress up.
When springtime rolled around, I got down on one knee and asked Lyra to marry me. She immediately said yes and suggested we not wait. She wasn’t into a large wedding and would rather elope.
So, like a couple straight out of a Hollywood movie, we eloped to Hawaii and got married, then spent two blissful weeks on a honeymoon, just the two of us.
After my mom passed, my days looked bleaker and bleaker. I never thought I’d find a love like the one I had with Lyra, and a part of me thought maybe my mom had a special hand in fate bringing us together. Did she somehow nudge me to go to the tree lighting that year?
Did she know I’d need to get out of the house to find someone to spend my life with?
I’d never know, but one thing I knew for sure was that I’d always love my girl.