Chapter 10
Grant
Supper was average. Nikki tried, but she wasn’t the best of cooks. Some stuff she was amazing at; take for instance her spaghetti and meatballs. Nothing short of amazing, it was one of his favorite dishes of hers. Her steak on the barbeque, however, not so great. But she had been right, it was so much better spending his last night here in the house with her and Jasmine, enjoying the basic life of a family man, as though they were just a normal couple.
There was something to be said about normal that most people didn’t realize. Maybe one day they’d be normal, just not today.
“I’ll put Jasmine to bed if that’s okay.” Grant said getting up from the sofa and scooping the sleepy baby up from her bouncer and holding her tight to his chest as he proceeded through the living room and up the stairs to the second floor and into her room.
He felt a great since of reluctance as he bent and gingerly placed her into her crib. By the time he finished tucking her in, her eyes closed and she was well on her way to a deep sleep. A part of him envied her; she had no worries or cares. She didn’t have to concern herself with the state of the world and juggling career and family. One day she would. But not today, and for that he envied her.
Even though she was asleep without a problem, Grant continued to stand by her crib running a finger along her smooth cheek. She was such a beautiful child, just like her mother. She was going to grow up to be someone amazing, he could feel it in his bones. What, he wasn’t sure, but someone special. With any luck, he’d be alive to find out if he was right or not.
If… That word lingered in his mind. Each time he left on a mission, he rolled the dice on coming back. He’d been lucky thus far, but one day would his luck run out and he’d never get to see his family again? He hoped not.
“Grant?”
He turned at the sound of his wife’s voice at the doorway.
“Are you coming back downstairs or are you going to hang out in here all night. The movie’s over.”
“Seriously?” He looked down at his watch and was surprised to discover that he’d been up here staring at his daughter for over twenty minutes. “Sorry, honey. I was just thinking.”
“About what?”
With one last look, he placed a gentle kiss on Jasmine’s forehead. Turning from the crib, Grant walked over to the woman he promised to spend the rest of his life with, pulling her into his arms. “About our family and our lives together. About Jasmine and what she’ll become when she grows up. Her first boyfriend. When she graduates high school. And when she goes to college, like her mother is going to start doing again.”
Nikki opened her mouth, no doubt to protest, but he stopped her placing an index finger over her lips. “I’m chasing my ambitions and it’s time for you to get back to chasing yours. I won’t accept you saying you can’t go for this or that reason, you’re going. Non-negotiable.”
She nodded.
“Good. The new semester starts next month, you’re going to register for classes and start whether I’m home or not. The number for the nanny from the agency is one the fridge. Use it.”
Another nod.
“I need a verbal confirmation here,” Grant teased leaning down and kissing her lightly on the lips.
“I will. I’ll do it tomorrow.” Slipping her hands up his chest, she pressed herself tight to his chest, staring up at him with love in her eyes.
“Good.” Bowing his head, he kissed her a second time, this time the kiss was deeper, lingering a moment before breaking off. As his lips began to move up and away from her, she pushed up on her tiptoes and claimed his lips, pulling him back down to her.
Sliding his hands around her waist, he pulled her tighter to him, their bodies melding into one. Slipping his hands lower, he grasped her thighs and hoisted her up and onto his hips. She giggled, holding a little tighter to his neck as he carried her from their baby’s room and into their own.
“You have to be up early tomorrow; shouldn’t you conserve your energy?” she asked teasing, as he carried her to the bed and deposited her upon it, falling onto the bed over her, his torso settling between her legs. As they landed, he braced himself with a hand on either side of her head to keep from crushing her small frame under his heavier weight.
“On the contrary. If we don’t do it, I might be jittery due to the blue balls and it’ll put me off my game for the entire mission. I need to fuck you for the safely of our nation, the world even.”
The expression on his face was so serious and genuine that it made her laugh outright. “You can’t be serious.”
“On the contrary, I’m quite serious.” He ground his rapidly thickening cock against her pelvis. Her laugher immediately stopped, and a soft groan passed her lips. The sound of her groan, so sexy and thick with desire, was like throwing gasoline onto a slow burning fire. His dick thickened to its full protentional, probing at her.
“Oh.”
He loved it when she got to the point where her desire took over and her thoughts became limited to the emotions and physical sensations rushing through her. The soft, “oh’s and yes’s were like music to his dick.
Lowering his lips to the side of her neck, he began a trail of nibbles down the side. Her hands gripped at his shoulders, her fingernails digging into the hard muscle. He ground against her again. Again, she moaned, a little louder this time.
Keeping himself braced with one hand, the other slid down her side and up under her skirt. Grasping the thin string of her panties, he gave it a tug, pulling the dainty garment down her hips and thighs. She lifted her hips assisting his effort, the bucking rubbing his erection and sending a jolt of yearning through him.
It was his turn to groan as his lips reached her collarbone. He nipped at her collarbone as he undid the button and fly on his pants and pulled it down. A moment later his throbbing cock was unleashed. Sliding it between her legs, he let his shaft slid between her soft folds, resting it there.
“Grant!” she sighed, bucking against him. “Why do you do this to me?”
“To you? I’m a fucking rock.” Slipping from her, he began to strip off his clothing, watching as she pulled herself further up on the bed until she was dead center. She braced herself back on her elbows, her chest heaving as she watched him undress. She wasn’t shy about leaving her skirt high up on her thighs, her knees bent and legs spread wide so he could get a magnificent view of her swollen, pink pussy. He was determined he was going to devour her core with his tongue until her juices greeted his lips and tongue.
His buttons on his shirt fell away quickly under his nimble fingers. Shrugging out of his shirt, he pulled the t-shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor with the shirt. With a wiggle of his hips, his pants and boxer briefs slid down to puddle at his feet. Two socks later he was completely nude, his cock pointing at her and watching her with heat and desire in his eyes.
She ran her tongue along her lower lip and then got to her knees. Not saying a word, but the wicked look in her eyes said it all as she crawled over to the edge of the bed. Cocking her index finger at him, she beckoned for him to come closer.
“Yes, baby.” He took a few stepped and stopped at the foot of the bed, the tip of his cock, just inches from her luscious lips.
Reaching out, she grasped his shaft in her hand and began to slowly stroke him. He groaned softly, closing his eyes and savouring the feel of her hand. It was so soft and she knew exactly how to touch him to drive him insane in the matter of minutes. Tension began to build within him as he slipped his hand into her silken hair and fisted the locks.
She moaned softly, so soft that he barely heard her as she leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue along the underside of his shaft. As her tongue began to torture his dick, her free hand gently grasped his balls, massaging them and sending his head spinning with pleasure.
Her tongue was back at the tip of his cock once more, but instead of moving back down the length, her tongue began to swirl around the underside of the mushroom head, periodically moving up, to lash at the pearl of cum that formed at the tip.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“Mmm-hmm, that’s the point.” Her voice sounded deeper than normal and heavy with lust.
With his free hand, he began to unbutton the tiny pearl buttons on the bodice of her dress, allowing her bare breasts to spring free. “Then you’re achieving your goal.”
He’d barely finished speaking when her hand slid to the bottom of his shaft as her mouth slipped the head in fully, her mouth taking in close to three-quarters of his length.
“Oh, God,” he murmured. More to himself to her, but considering the gurgling sound she made in response, she must have heard.
Her hand and mouth began to work in perfect harmony, up and down, in and out. With each stroke he began more enthralled in the need that was surrounding him, keeping him in a suspended state of bliss.
He had been planning on devouring her core with his mouth. That had been the intention, but as usual she’d taken his plan and turned it on its ear. If she didn’t stop soon, he’d explode in her mouth and it would be over. He’d have lost out on the opportunity to indulge in her quivering core one last time before he left.
But, dammit, it felt so good!
He was weak, he couldn’t have stopped her expert mouth if he wanted to as she began to increase the speed of her movements, her hand and mouth working in unison and driving him to insanity. Each time he attempted to push her away, another surge of pleasure would race through him, making it impossible to stop her.
His hips began to thrust against her mouth, working with her. Though the act began to take a turn from her giving him pleasure to him taking it. The hand in her hair gripped a little tighter as he increased the speed of his thrusts, a mixture of her saliva and his pre-cum began to slide down his shaft and onto his scrotum.
“Nik-“ He couldn’t even get her full name out as the sensations that had him wound so tightly broke and his entire mind went blank for a split second as the release came to him. One, two, three jolts of pre-cum escape him and sought refuge in her greedy mouth.
She drank down his seed as if it were the finest of wines. She even moaned a little, as if she were savouring the taste of his offering. His body gyrated once more, before he was able to gather himself and watch as he slowly removed himself from her lush lips.
“Fuck, if it was possible to die of pleasure, I’d be dead right now sweetheart.”
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her from the bed and began to remove the dress from her. She looked beautiful in the dress, but her naked body was perfection as far as he was concerned. He took a step back from her, his eyes taking in every inch of her nakedness.
She smiled, a hint of a blush coloring her cheeks. “What are you looking at?”
“You. You’re the most perfect woman I’ve ever met, Nikki, in every single way.”