Rex

I could feel my phone buzzing in my pocket during dinner, but there was no way anyone was going to interrupt our intimate little celebration. Once we leave the restaurant and head across to the hotel, I check to make sure it wasn’t Mom calling with an issue.

“Brix and Daphne have both been calling me,” I tell Felicia with a sigh. “Let’s hope it’s something good. I’ll call them back in the morning,” I add, making our way into the hotel lobby.

“Actually, I’m going to need fifteen minutes or so to take care of these,” she says, glancing down at her breasts, which have grown a couple of sizes in the past few hours. “Why don’t you go have a night cap and give Brix a call? Come up in twenty.”

“That sounds good, if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.” She gives me a quick kiss. “There’s nothing sexy about a breast pump.”

“If you say so,” I reply with a chuckle. I’ll give her some privacy, even though I probably would find the whole breast pump thing a little intriguing. Walking into the bar, I glance up at the top shelf and a bottle of Bushmills 21 catches my eye. “I’ll have a double-shot with a splash of water,” I tell the bartender, ordering it the same way Dad orders his scotch. Then I click Brix’s number, feeling a bit hesitant, not sure if I want to know the reason behind the persistent calls.

“Did you listen to the message?” he asks upon answering.

“No. I guess I didn’t check them.” I glance down to see there are a couple of messages. “Why? What’s up?”

“Richard was a total pervert and he’s in deep shit,” he says with a sense of awe in his voice. “Not only did he have videos of Daphne showering and changing clothes, but there’s a second girl he was doing the same thing to.”

“He was recording Daphne and another girl?” I cringe, having a flash of what it would be like to be in his shoes right now.

“Yeah, that’s probably why he was acting so creepy toward her. Judging by the dates on the videos, he’d been recording her since he started staying there.” He pauses for my reaction, but I’m in the middle of a sip of very fine Irish whiskey. “Daphne is unbelievably upset right now. She never liked his advances, but she was devastated to find out that he had been invading her privacy the entire time.”

“That’s totally crazy.” I’m still trying to wrap my mind around it. “He’s forty years older than her. He’s a good-looking, rich guy, but really?”

“I know,” Brix says, sounding conflicted. “She says he never did anything physical, but I’m not so sure she’s telling the truth.”

“Well, if he did, now is the time for her to come forward,” I tell him.

“Yeah, I know. She’s talking to her mom right now in the other room,” he says in a hushed voice. “It doesn’t sound like a very pleasant conversation.”

“Her mom has to feel like shit.” I glance down at my watch. “I just gave Felicia an engagement ring at dinner tonight, and we’ve got a room downtown for the night. I should get going.”

“Okay, I just wanted you to know that there will be no more uploads from Richard,” he says, sounding relieved. “He’s going to be looking at some tough mandatory sentences.”

“Well, if he’s recording underage girls, he deserves whatever he gets,” I reply, still finding the whole thing hard to believe. Richard had it made, but he still managed to sabotage himself. “I guess you never know what people have going on in their minds.”

“Not at all.” Brix clears his throat. “You’ve turned out to be a much better guy than I thought you’d be,” he says with a chuckle.

“Likewise, buddy. As long as you keep your nose clean,” I reply, glad that he had good news this time. “I was hoping I wasn’t going to have to come bail you out of jail.”

“No, they didn’t even bring up the movies we shot together,” he says, sounding surprised.

“I told her that the only way I was going to lead them to him was if they left you out of it,” I tell him so he can forget about it. “I’ll leave the software running for a few weeks to make sure there aren’t any new copies uploaded. Mom had a good talk with Jessica this morning, so hopefully, she’ll stop being a pain in the ass too.”

“Go have some fun with your new fiancée,” he says, his smile coming right through the phone.

“I’m going to. Mom has Michael, so it’s a good chance for a little adult time. Catch ya later,” I say, ending the call. I tip the glass to my lips, savoring the last couple of sips of Bushmills. I think about giving Mom a call too, but if there were any problems, she would’ve called. I really want to spend a little time with my new fiancée while I can. In fact, by the time I reach the room, my dick is already growing hard just at the thought of getting next to that sexy little body of hers.

“Wow, it looks like I’m right on time,” I say, opening the door to the flicker of candlelight. “Mmm, you look amazing.” I slip off my jacket and button down my shirt before moving toward the bed. “I love your gorgeous legs.”

“You look pretty hot yourself.” She smiles, reaching for my belt buckle. “I’ve been craving that beautiful cock of yours all night.” She unzips my pants and slips the waistband of my briefs over my bulge and lets everything drop to my ankles. “Mmm, come closer,” she says, wrapping her hot lips around my head while pulling me to her. I reach down and slide my hand beneath her lingerie, gently cupping one of her breasts. She’s been complaining about her sore nipples so I don’t do anything to further aggravate them. I push her hair back and rest my other hand behind her head, allowing me to watch my cock moving in and out of her sweet mouth.

“My turn,” I whisper after several minutes of deliriously fine cock sucking. I step out of my pants, slip off my socks, and position myself between her legs. The tip of my cock teases her slick lips as I kiss her passionately, our tongues dancing and intertwining with overwhelming lust. My thighs burn at the thought of fucking her, but I want to make this last. I pull back and kiss her chin, working my way along her jawline and down her sensitive neck. I linger in several spots, right beneath her earlobe, the mid-point where she has an ultra-sensitive spot, and the base of her neck, where she has another one. I’m a little bummed that the nipples are off-limits, but I slowly kiss my way down her midsection, dragging my tongue and massaging with my lips. I pause briefly at her belly button, flicking it with my tongue and getting a giggle from her. That giggle is music to my ears and makes me feel even more mischievous. I slip a couple of fingers inside her and begin teasing her G-spot before kissing my way down to her already excited clit.

“God, that feels good,” she murmurs as I lightly trace her most sensitive flesh with the tip of my tongue while moving my finger in small circles deep within her. The sight of her abdomen beginning to twitch lets me know that I’m engaging all the right spots. Sucking her clit between my lips and stroking her with increasing pressure keeps the tension building for both of us. “Oh, my God,” she cries, jamming her fingers into my hair and grabbing hold. The thought of her being my wife flashes through my mind, intensifying the feelings that have been welling up inside me. I want to do everything I can for this woman, including giving her the best orgasm of her life.

Felicia

I’m not sure what has gotten into Rex, but apparently, he wants to make the most of our night together. Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure surges through my core as he continues to work the two areas that always drive me crazy. The fact that I was tired and sore is completely obliterated by the intense sexual impulses that are washing through me. I grip his hair, making fists with my hands, and trying to maintain control of the situation, but he seems oblivious. He continues with an intensity that’s quickly going to send me over the edge.

“Oh, baby, not so—” The words catch in my throat as a surge literally takes my breath away. I hear incoherent noises coming from my open lips as I move through an absolutely intense wave of pleasure. “Oh, man, that’s incredible,” I finally squeak out as it passes. Within seconds, he does the same thing to me a second time, and once again, my breath catches in the back of my throat as my head and upper torso lift from the bed in an uncontrolled reaction.

“Mmm, that was good,” he says, looking up at me with those mischievous eyes. “I love it when I can do that for you.”

“That was crazy.” I pant, trying to catch my breath before his next move. “I want to feel you inside me. Make love to me,” I whisper through my hazy thoughts.

“I’ve been dying to do it all night.” He cracks a smile as he shimmies up my body before kissing me passionately on the lips. “God, I love you,” he breathes between parted lips. “I don’t think I can get enough of you.” My heart melts at the sound of his words. He’s the only one who has ever said things like that, and coming from him, I believe every word.

“I feel the same way,” I reply, feeling an ache within me that doesn’t seem to go away. It’s like I can’t get close enough to him. I can’t get enough of him. It’s actually kind of scary. His rock-hard cock pushes into me and I feel an instant shudder. “God, I love the way you feel.” He begins to flex his hips just slightly, kissing me hard on the mouth. “Mmm, that’s perfect,” I try to say, but the words are muted by his lips.

“I want to stay like this forever,” he whispers, pulling back from my lips and staring into my eyes. “I don’t ever want this to change between us.”

“Me either.” A wave of pleasure grips me and my focus shifts to the little area he’s hitting with that beautiful head of his. I can already feel my legs trembling as he reaches back and hooks them with his arms. I brace myself as he plunges deep within me, gripping me tightly and immediately pushing me over the edge. God, I love the way he does that. He taunts, teases, and tantalizes before suddenly giving me everything he’s got. It works every single time. As the intense pleasure begins to fade, he begins stoking me firmly, methodically, and deeply. Then a different type of tension begins to build. This one’s my favorite. It’s like a slow burn. At first it feels really good, but as my insides become more and more excited, the feeling becomes increasingly raw and intense. Within a matter of minutes, it becomes so overwhelming that it’s almost unbearable. That’s when things get a little crazy.

Rex

Making love to her tonight, my heart is so full, that it almost feels like it’s going to explode. I’ve expressed my feelings in words, but it isn’t enough. I dig down deep, drawing upon every bit of strength and intensity that I can muster, giving her everything I have to offer. Her pussy begins to grip me as if it’s clinging on for dear life. The sensations become increasingly intense with each stroke, which is exactly what I desired. She’s quiet now except for the jagged breaths and an occasional moan. We’re both suspended in a state of absolute bliss. This is where I want to stay for as long as possible, right here in this moment. I continue to rock my hips, trying not to change a thing because this is absolute perfection.

“Oh, God!” Is the only thing that escapes her lips as her body tenses beneath me, her legs become rigid, and her pussy clamps down upon my dick. I continue to move through it, and she contorts beneath me as a result. I grasp the sheets with my fingers and grip them tightly, pinning her to the bed, and begin fucking her with all the intensity that I’m feeling inside.

“God, I love you.” The words pour from my lips as I suck the side of her neck and fuck her with an almost animalistic intensity. Never has someone driven me to near-madness the way that she does. These feelings inside me are absolutely insane. I continue to deliver one intense stroke after another as she moves through several stages of orgasm before gasping loudly. “I’m almost there,” I assure her as she begins to giggle from an overload of sensations and endorphins. I reach for her mouth and kiss her hard while I reach my own climax. She twitches once again as I explode deep within her before I pull back to give her a series of soft kisses.

“That’s amazing how you do that,” she whispers with a dazed expression. “I thought I was going to die.”

“What a way to die,” I reply, giving her my standard answer. Both of our mouths curl as we giggle and go back to giving each other soft, gentle kisses. “I don’t know how I could go back to life before you.”

“There’s no need to think about it,” she says, narrowing her eyes. “You’re stuck with me now,” she adds, holding up her hand to display the engagement ring. “I can’t imagine life without you either.” A hesitant smile settles on her lips and she turns those gorgeous blue eyes my way. “I still can’t believe I’m getting married and we have a little boy.”

“You and me both.” My head still spins when I think about it all.

“Yeah, for someone who was never going to get married or have any kids, you’ve had quite a year,” she teases while both of our phones buzz simultaneously.

“I’ll bet that’s Mom.” I roll over and stretch for my cellphone on the other side of the nightstand. “She wants you to give her a call when you have a chance. Michael’s fussing quite a bit.”

“The poor little guy was just getting adjusted to his new home and then we abandoned him,” she says, reaching for a robe at the end of the bed. “That’s why I was worried.”

“Should we go home?” I ask, feeling the same guilty pangs.

“Are you okay with wasting a night in this beautiful suite?” she asks, looking at me with longing eyes while slipping on the robe.

“It definitely wasn’t wasted.” I wink with a satisfied smile. “After sex like that, we can go home to sleep if that’s what you want. I’m fine to drive.”

“I only had one small glass of wine and that was a couple of hours ago, so I’ll drive,” she replies with a conviction that implies the topic has been settled. “Call your mom and tell her we’ll be on our way shortly. I’ll get dressed.”

I simply reply to Mom’s text, letting her know we’ll be home within the hour. I chuckle upon looking at the time and seeing it’s only nine fifteen. I guess this is how our life is going to be for the next several years. Then by the time we’re done raising kids, I’ll be in my mid-fifties and I’ll be shutting it down early just out of habit. After a momentary feeling of loss, I picture those little blue eyes and that cute little face smiling up at me. It’ll be worth it. I’d better get up and get dressed.