Chapter 4

Gage

I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out how I was going to tell Ollie that she might have to divide her time again, knowing it was going to hurt her feelings that she might have to go.

As a father, I didn’t like anyone telling me what I had to do with my children. I took care of them, raised them, fed them, clothed them, and provided them safety and shelter. What the hell had Edna done over the past year? And even when she had Ollie, she didn’t do anything but bitch about it and beg me to take her so she could enjoy her retirement. Now that she had nothing but time, she must have realized that she missed her only legacy.

I finished getting ready for bed and then left the steamy bathroom with a freshly-trimmed beard, which I kept to hide the scars I’d gotten in the plane crash. They weren’t too bad, just two long and jagged lines beneath my chin, both of which I was lucky enough for facial hair to hide. Lauren and Ollie had never, and would never, see me without it.

Lauren had the covers turned back and lay on the bed in the silk camisole I’d bought for her just after Wade was born. It was my favorite, and I couldn’t wait to peel it off of her.

“Did you get a chance to talk to Ollie about Edna?” She patted the pillow next to her as I laid down and stretched out beside her.

“No, I was busy telling her a story about a little boy who used to go fishing down at Wade’s Creek and how a pretty little girl used to tag along and scare away all of the fish.” It was the story of us and Ollie’s favorite. I’d take it over performing voices any day of the week.

“I didn’t scare them away. You and Noah were lousy fishermen. I was your excuse.”

“You didn’t help, that’s for sure. But I never minded. Not as much as Noah did. I found it fascinating that he had a little sister.” I turned over and laid my arm on her hip. We fit together nicely, no matter how we lay, and her smile brought forth my own.

“You were jealous he had me, weren’t you?”

“Yes, but I have you now, and I get to have more fun with you.” I slipped my hand down and pulled her across me, and she rose up, straddled my hips, and sat on my thighs, just below my throbbing dick.

“What kind of fun are we going to have tonight, Mr. Riley?”

“I’m not sure, Ms. Patrick.” I gave a teasing smile. “Ms. Patrick of Patrick and Patrick law firm.”

She started to move off of me, but I caught her by her waist and pulled her back in place, only much closer. “I’m teasing!” I laughed, but she gave me the side eye.

“Then answer my question.” Her eyes fixed on mine as she rolled her hips and stripped off the camisole.

“I think you know what kind of fun. Take those panties off.” I reached down and tugged at the elastic of her lace, and she rose up on her knees to take them down and then went over to her side to slip them off. She gave me a smile as she tossed them to me, and then she straddled me again, this time hovering above my knees as she slowly peeled off my shorts and exposed my swollen cock.

“I like this kind of fun. You have my favorite toy.” She took my cock in her firm grip and stood it straight up. Then she leaned forward and licked me from my balls, up my shaft, and to the tip of it, where I was already weeping a tear of salt in anticipation.

She flicked her tongue over it and then spread it around before taking me into her mouth. She closed her lips tightly around my head and licked its tiny hole, darting her tongue against it, before taking me deeper. Her lips felt amazing on my shaft, and as I hit the back of her warm, wet throat, she stopped and pulled it upward.

I hissed through my teeth and gathered her hair up behind her head, and then I closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasure she was giving me. She had always worked so hard to pleasure me, even though a simple look from her was all it took to get me worked up. I wasn’t complaining, though. Hell no. She seemed to love what she was doing, and I was all about her happiness.

She worked her way back down again, slowly this time, pushing herself down, forcing my thick head behind her tonsils. It practically snapped into place, lodging there, and she pulled off and on the spot until I thought I was going to pop. Then she pulled away and smiled, running her lips along the side of my shaft and her tongue along the veins that rippled along the muscular flesh.

“You know the rules, baby. You get to come first.” I reached down and stroked her ass. “Turn around, and let me taste that sweet pussy.”

She blushed every time I talked to her that way, and it didn’t matter how familiar we’d become, she always responded the same. “You’re so dirty, Gage.” She let out her little giggle and then rose to her knees where she repositioned herself to straddle my chest.

I could already see her glistening, and I raked my finger through her juices, pulling a taste into my mouth before I closed my lips around her little, swollen clit. She cried out and then leaned forward to get busy on my cock again, this time taking her time on my cock as she bobbed her head, licking and sucking, matching my motions.

I slipped my fingers into her sweet hole and worked them against her G-spot as I swirled my tongue around her tight star. I pushed my tongue hard against her, and she moaned out and then wiggled as she came. Her head and mouth went still on me as she moaned through her pleasure, but she didn’t dare pull away. Such a good woman.

After the release passed, she went back to work and this time, pushed herself down hard on my cock, taking me to the back of her throat. I felt my balls tighten, and by the time I could think about giving her a warning, my cock exploded inside her mouth. She gulped it down like a pro and continued sucking, keeping me hard for round two.

Once my cock was diamond hard again and her pussy was soaked and ready, she rose up and spun around to meet my eyes. “Now I want that big cock in me, Gage.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I held it up as she straddled it, and once she lowered herself, letting it pierce that sopping slit deeply, I rose up and held her around the waist. “Ride my cock, baby.” I crushed my lips to hers, and we kissed hard as she ground herself into my lap, her tits resting on my chin.

I cupped them and nibbled on her nipples, and she writhed with pleasure and then met my eyes. “Suck them, Gage. Hard. Please.”

I pulled her nipple into my mouth and sucked it hard like I knew she liked, and once I got a taste of her milk, I moved to the other, doing the same. She was still lactating a little from the pregnancy, and she knew how hot it made me to take from her. Her pussy went into spasms, pulsing around my dick as I sucked, and just as she came, I came again, too, filling her deep.

“You’re never going to stop producing if you keep having me do that.” It wasn’t that I minded, but it always made me come so fast. Just thinking of pumping into her as she pumped into me, it got my dick hard thinking about it.

“They’re still so heavy now and then. It feels amazing.” She kissed my lips as she sat there with me still deep inside of her, even as I felt my cock slowly decreasing inside of her.

“All of it feels amazing. Did you get a good come in, baby?” I always liked to make sure that her needs were satisfied, even if it meant round three with my hands and tongue.

“I did. I just want to sit here like this with you.”

“Until the wedding?” I made my cock twitch inside her.

“Forever. I love you.”

“I love you, too. But let’s lay down, okay? My leg’s going numb.” I gave a little laugh and earned one in return.

“Okay, okay.” She reluctantly got off my cock with a huff and then stood. “I need another shower. Come take one with me, and we’ll talk about what to do about our daughter.”

I took her hand and let her lead me. As much as I wanted a hot shower with her, the last thing I wanted to think about was how I might lose full-time custody of my daughter.