Chapter Ten

James

“Good morning, Cherry Blossom,” I greeted Rose as she padded into the kitchen. She was the most energetic person I knew, after a cup of coffee and nine AM.

“What’s got you so perky this morning?” she grumped. “Other than your bedroom acrobatics that I want to know nothing about,” she amended.

I pointed my spatula at her. “We’ve discussed this. Bedroom acrobatics isn’t any better than getting laid. Remember, nun. No such thing as sex and no dating until I die.”

Cookie sniggered from the far counter where she was putting together cinnamon rolls. Her husky sound was joined by the melodious laughter of my fiancée. Lia walked into the kitchen with a wide, satisfied smile on her face and Rose groaned.

“Is this what I have to look forward to for the next two years? You two being overly perky and happy, making it very clear that the thing I’m not supposed to acknowledge does in fact exist and that you are obviously participating in it embarrassingly frequently?

I glared at Rose and then made a funny face which she responded to by sticking out her tongue. It glinted.

Her tongue practically twinkled. The second it was back in her mouth, she clammed up and looked away, trying to brush it off as if nothing had happened.

“Rose Marie Duncan,” I demanded. “Stick your tongue out.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not five, bro. I’m not going to fall for that and let you put something nasty on it.” She giggled nervously.

“Rose.” From my tone of voice, she knew I wasn’t going to let it go.

She sighed and stuck out her tongue again. Sure enough, there was a silver bar piercing the center of it with a rhinestone on each end.

“Cool!”

My head whipped around, and I gave Lia an incredulous look. She was supposed to be on my side.

“Sorry,” she said before beating a hasty path over to Cookie. I wasn’t even sure who she’d been apologizing to, me or Rose.

I turned back to my little sister and she groaned. “I’m sixteen, James.”

“Exactly,” I growled. “Not eighteen. Which means you still have to ask permission to put holes and ink in your body! I can’t believe you got your tongue pierced!”

A door slammed, and both of us whipped our heads around. Garrison was standing just inside the kitchen door, staring at Rose. There was that odd expression again. I sincerely didn’t understand why these two did such a spectacular job of pissing each other off, either.

“How could you get your tongue pierced without an adult?” he asked mildly.

Rose jumped from her chair and threw daggers at him with her eyes. “I’m six-fucking-teen, jackass! Almost seventeen. Not a baby, eight, twelve, or even fourteen! I’m adult enough to do a whole lot of things.”

Oh for the love of...she better not mean S. E. X.

If you want to know why I spelled it in my head . . . you’ll have to pay for my appointment with a shrink.

I wanted to put my hands over my ears and yell. “la la la!” I knew she was just trying to needle him, knowing it would upset him like it did me because she was practically his baby sister too. Only, they were the siblings that people always suspected would kill each other one day.

“Besides, I’m told boys like kissing girls with a tongue piercing.”

“Who the fuck told you that?” Garrison and I both yelled at the same time.

Rose calmly smiled and picked up her cup of coffee. Her eyes lingered over my shoulder and I glanced back to see her having some sort of silent conversation with Lia.

“Well?” Garrison growled. Rose slowly pivoted and walked to the door, before entering the hallway, she tossed a haughty look at him and said, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Garrison stared at the spot she disappeared from for a few awkward seconds then spun around and slammed back out the door he’d come in.

I was completely confused.

Lia appeared at my side and patted my shoulder. “Welcome to parenting a teenage girl.”

“But, she’s always been...”

“You got absurdly lucky, babe,” she informed me. “Her phase came late and will likely end earlier. But no parent can escape teenage hormones mixing with rebellion. It’s a rite of passage.”

I pulled her into my arms and buried my face in the bend between her neck and shoulder, inhaling her delicious scent. “Can we go back to when she was a little princess who worshiped me?”

“Not with Rose. But perhaps you’ll get another one of those someday.” I could hear the smile in her voice and lifted my head because I craved the sight of it.

I made a move to kiss her, but a pop and hiss somewhere in the kitchen made us jump. We both turned toward the sound and saw Cookie laying out bacon on a large griddle. It smelled so good. Lia seemed to disagree. Her face turned green and she slapped a hand over her mouth before taking off.

Cookie and I stood in shock for a heartbeat and then my brain woke up and I hurried after her to make sure she was okay. It hit me just as I reached the bathroom and heard the sound of Lia emptying her stomach. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t keep the smile from cementing itself on my face.

Lia eyed me with contempt but didn’t comment on my sunny disposition. I could see how it would irritate her when she was on the floor puking her guts out, but if my theory was correct...

“You’re pregnant,” I declared smugly.

Lia snorted in disagreement. “We threw my pills out last night, James. It doesn’t work that way.”

I beat a fist on my chest like a caveman. “It is if you have super-sperm.”

“Oh, good grief,” she muttered. I helped her stand and brush her teeth and by then, she was feeling even better than when she woke up.

“You’re pregnant.” I said it again as I opened the bathroom door. Mostly because saying it out loud made it feel more real.

“Lia’s pregnant?!?!?” Rose’s scream could probably be heard in Fort Mavis. “I’m going to be an aunt! Holy fu—udge!”

“I’m on the pill. We don’t know—” Lia started to protest.

“Yup,” I spoke over her. “Super sperm.”

Rose stopped jumping and her face twisted like she smelled something bitter. “Ew, bro!”

I shrugged and grinned unapologetically.

She rolled her eyes and then skipped toward the front entry, squealing, “I’ll go grab you a test!”

Three hours and twelve positive pregnancy tests later, Lia finally accepted that she was definitely knocked up.

“Are you upset that you’re pregnant?” I asked after we’d gone to bed that night. “Yesterday, it seemed like you wanted this too.” In the past, the vulnerability I was feeling would have caused me to lash out and hurt others to protect myself. But, even though Lia had the most power to hurt me of anyone, she was also my safest place and I didn’t hide it from her.

“Oh, James,” she sighed, turning in my arms to face me. “I’m so sorry if I gave you that impression.” She tipped her head up for a kiss and I happily obliged. “I was so shocked, I didn’t want to even think it might be true because if I hoped and then it wasn’t.” I nodded then, understanding her point of view.

The next instant her jubilant smile was nearly blinding. “You have no idea how happy I am. All I ever wanted in my life was to compete and win a gold medal in the Olympics. Then I was injured and so lost. Red Hill Ranch was my second chance at life. It made me realize I loved ranching too and it made me happy. Then it led me to you and I realized how lonely I’d been. Now, we are having a baby and it makes me admit that I’ve always longed to be a mother. Somehow, I’ve gotten everything I never knew I always wanted.”

She was so beautiful. I captured her mouth with mine, tangling our tongues. My hands drifted down to her stomach and I caressed the flat area. Knowing our baby was tucked safely in her belly was a bigger turn on than I ever imagined. “It’s hot as fuck that you’re carrying my baby, Lia,” I growled while laying her down on her back.

I quickly stripped off her sleep shirt and palmed her tits. “These are going to grow and fill with milk to feed our children. Is it depraved that the image of these gorgeous tits leaking milk gets my cock rock hard?”

Lia giggled. “Whatever creams your Twinkie, babe.”

Her laughter ceased when I licked around her areola a couple of times before sucking on her nipple. She moaned and I played with it for a while before switching to the other. Before long, I was desperate to have more of her taste on my tongue. I worked my way down, lingering over her belly and whispering to my baby how much we loved him or her. Then I continued on until my face was level with her neatly trimmed red curls.

“You’re so pink and pretty here, Lia. So wet and needy. I can’t get enough.”

I could smell how aroused she was, even if the evidence hadn’t been glistening in the moonlight coming through the windows. I dove right in, lapping up all of her cream, making sure not to miss a single drop. I wanted more. I slipped my hands under her ass and lifted her so I could penetrate her with my stiffened tongue. She cried out and bathed my tongue in more of her sweetness which I greedily drank.

Next, I gave her two fingers and curled them up to the spot that I knew would flood my mouth. She seemed even more sensitive than usual, and I eagerly ate her pussy like a starving man. Her hips started bucking, pushing her sex into my mouth, begging for release. I opened my mouth wide and sucked in as much as I could, pulling and releasing, then doing it again.

“Yes! Yes! Don’t stop, James. Oh yes!” She started chanting in rhythm with the movement of her hips and I had to ground my cock into the bed to keep from coming. Selfishly enjoying every ounce of her juices, I drove her to two orgasms with my lips, tongue, and fingers. Each time, my cock leaked even as she gushed into my mouth.

I would have given her another, but my dick was clearly angry at being ignored and I was worried he might revolt. I licked my way back up Lia’s body until I sunk balls deep inside her.

“The only thing better than eating your sweet pussy is being buried inside it,” I gritted out with a clenched jaw.

“The only thing better than hearing you talk about dirty things, is having you do them,” she purred.

Fucking hell I loved her. I pulled out and rose up on my knees before flipping her over and lifting her ass into the air. Then I thrust back in, hard and pulsing.

“If you’re in the mood for dirty, baby, I’m happy to oblige.”

I slapped each ass cheek hard and groaned when her walls clamped down. It wasn’t possible for her pussy to break it off right? I hoped not, but fuck, what a way to go...

Running my hands up her back, I circled her neck and pulled her up so her back was against my chest. I started moving my hips as my fingers teased her nipples. “Love these tits, Lia. Your fat nipples are my favorite sucking candy,” I growled in her ear as I pinched them hard.

“Faster,” she whimpered, and I quickly alternated slapping each cheek of her ass again before returning to tormenting her tits.

“I’m in charge, Ophelia!” I snapped. Her hands were headed down and I snarled, smacking them away. “Mine.” I put them on the headboard and curled them around the edge. “These stay here unless I tell you different, understand?”

“But—oh! Oh, shit!” Her argument turned into cries of pleasure/pain when I spanked her even harder, leaving a beautiful red hand print on each lily white cheek.

My cock became cement and started leaking. I wasn’t going to last a whole lot longer, but my girl asked for dirty. I squeezed the base for a second, relieving only a sliver of the pressure.

I started pumping at a punishing pace, then drew a single finger up the crack of her ass. She gasped but pushed back against me. “My sweet Lia,” I grinned. “You’ve been holding back some of that filthy side.”

“S—saving,” she panted. “Not holding back.”

I continued to piston my hips back and forth so hard the bed began banging into the wall with each forward thrust. “So good,” I grunted. “You feel so fucking good.”

But, I also used my fingers to tease Lia, touching everything for enough time to bring her close to her orgasm, then backing off and finding somewhere else to play. “I love fucking you. You’re so responsive. Every time I pinch your nipples, suck your little clit, lick your juicy pussy. I’m fucking addicted to the sounds you make. Your cream is dripping from inside you, baby. I feel it all over my cock. Fuck! That’s right, baby. Take it hard. You’re so good at taking my cock! Fuck!”

I tortured her a little more until I pulled my thumb from her puckered ring and she cried out “You’re going to kill me, James!”

“You can take it, baby,” I encouraged breathlessly. “Just a little more and then I promise, I’ll give you what you want. What we both want.” I finally leaned forward, pressing my body against hers and focused on nothing but fucking the hell out of her pussy. Sweat dripped from my chest onto her back, making us slick, so I slid along her skin easily, even as it slapped together where our groins met.

“More, James!” she shouted. “Harder! Harder!”

I wasn’t sure we’d ever fucked that hard and the wall was going to show evidence of that after we were done. Not that I cared one bit.

Lia shoved her ass back at me every time I slammed into her, giving as good as she got. A tingling at the base of my spine and the tightening of my balls warned me that I had only seconds before I blew. Letting go of the headboard with one hand, I whispered, “I want you to squeeze your walls hard when I tell you to, okay? I’m going to spank your pussy, baby. And I want you to come. Come fucking hard.”

“Yes!” she cried. “Yes! Do it! Oh, James! Ah! Ah!”

“You’re so fucking sexy, Lia. Keep screaming, baby. I love it. Do what I said now. Grip my cock like it’s a fist, oh, fuck yes! Tighter, Lia! Yes! Good girl! Shit!”

I spanked her pussy with a loud crack and on the second strike, it set us both off on a series of explosions like none others. Lia’s core clenched so hard I saw stars, and my peripherals started to go black. I gripped the headboard to keep from falling over. I couldn’t even thrust anymore because she was holding me in so fucking tight.

Lia’s head lolled back on my shoulder and as the edges of my peripheral vision came back, I looked down to make sure she was alright. Her body was limp. She’d passed the fuck out.

If I hadn’t been so utterly spent, I might have found the energy to laugh but I didn’t even have it in me to think smug thoughts. I collapsed on the bed and rolled so we were spooned on our sides and fell asleep still tight inside her.