Nine
Erica
“Colt, Christmas is in four days, and I still don’t have a tree!” I tell him while undressing from work.
“Let's go get a tree then.” He calls from the closet, where he just locked up our service weapons.
“That’s not what I mean.” I’m sitting on the bed in nothing but my granny panties and my bra. I look up as my shirtless man walks in and stands in front of me. I can’t help but stare at his beautiful body. I shake my head, knowing I need to make it through this conversation without him distracting me.
“I haven’t been home since the other night. Some things need my attention there. I can’t keep staying at your place every night.”
He walks between my spread thighs and rakes his fingers through my hair, pulling lightly, so I’m looking up at him. “What do you need to do at the townhouse that you can’t do here?”
I sigh, he’s not getting it. “I need a tree. I need to decorate my house. I need to go home.”
“You are home. You said it yourself this afternoon.” He smiles at me. Every time he pulls out that damn smile I can’t remember what I’m talking about. He’s like a female version of a siren, pulling me in with a sexy body and gorgeous smiles. I’m so screwed.
“What? No, I didn’t. I’d think I would remember if I called your house ours.”
“Oh, you did baby girl. You said, and I quote, ‘See you at home, Daddy.’ And you know what baby?”
Can I die from embarrassment? “Hmm?”
He kneels between my legs on both knees, at this level we’re about the same height. He’s rubbing his hands up and down my thighs, eyes locked with mine, giving me all his attention.
“That’s exactly what this house is. It’s our home. It’s the place we are going to fight and make up in. This is the bed I’ll love you in each and every night. The house we’ll raise our babies in. The kitchen where we’ll have millions of family dinners. This house, Erica. This house is the foundation we’ll build our life together upon. And if not this one, we’ll choose another, because at the end of the day the only thing that fucking matters is that you and I are together. You understand me baby girl?”
I nod. He’s right, and he knows he’s right. He’s the man I never thought I’d find. My king that shines in the darkness leading me to safety and love. He’s my light that I’m never going to let go of.
“I love you, Colten.”
He’s on me before I get the end of his name off my lips. Laying kiss over kiss against my mouth.
“Those are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard Erica. You don’t know how happy you just made me. Scoot up baby.”
I crawl backward until I’m laying on the pillows. I watch as he undresses the rest of the way. I’ll never get tired of looking at my man, my Daddy. He’s the sexiest man I have ever seen with a tall, lean body he’s a quiet storm of destruction. When he walks towards me, his thick cock bobs against his stomach pointing straight up. I salivate, needing his taste on my tongue.
“Spread your legs baby girl. Show your Daddy what he’s waiting for.”
My pussy is already throbbing when I open my legs. The cool air against my wet panties has me wondering if he can see how wet I am for him.
“Baby girl you’ve drenched your panties. Pull them up tight against your clit.” He moans while steadily stroking his cock.
I don’t take my eyes from his hand while I do as he tells me. I spread my legs wider, and pull my panties up. My lips peek out from the sides, and the wet fabric against my clit feels unbelievable. I’ve never touched myself before now, never knew that was something I’d want to do. I can’t help myself from moving the fabric up and down against my aching clit. I give up and push my hand under my panties and strum my clit with two fingers in a circular motion. Biting my lip, I suppress the need to cry out the closer my orgasm gets. I don’t notice colt has stopped touching himself.
Suddenly my panties are ripped from me and are in shreds on the floor. Colten is holding one of my legs in one hand and stroking his dick with the other.
“Keep touching yourself my precious baby girl. I’m going to watch you get yourself off and then lick up every single drop. When I’m done, I’ll give us both what we’re dying for.”
I don’t hesitate to spread my lips with two fingers and use my other hand to rub my clit vigorously. My orgasm is close, but I need more. I need something else to get me there.
“Come on baby girl. You’re so close to it. Your pink pussy is drenching our bed.”
I start to convulse, and then he shoves three fingers into my soaked pussy. “Daddy! I’m coming. I’m coming, Daddy.”
He doesn’t move his fingers, just impales me. The feel of his fingers inside me is more than I can take, and I’m done for. I’m spent. I’ve never come without his dick inside me, and it’s a different kind of high that satisfies a darker, more indulgent side I didn’t know existed within me. Laying down at my center, my Daddy does as he promised and licks me clean.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, baby girl. What do you need?” He licks me from one end to the other and holds my stare.
“Please. I need you.”
“You have me. You’ve had me for years, Erica. You’ll have me for many more.” He says as he joins us together.
My eyes roll to the back of my head in sheer pleasure. Just having him inside me is bliss.
With his elbows on my shoulders, he grasps my face in his large warm hands, tracing my lips with his thumb.
“Erica, look at me precious.”
When I open my eyes, I’m not ready for the look he’s giving me. I assumed I’d see desire, passion, interest. Never in a million years would I have thought to see devotion and love. He said it the other night but hasn’t said anything since. He’s shown me every moment of our time together how he feels. This is different, deeper than before.
“I love you, Erica. I fell in love with you the day you walked into my department ready to take on the world, just to live out your brother’s dreams. Every time the world knocked you on your ass you got back up. You’re the quiet angel saving the day in the most unsuspecting ways. I’ve seen it all and baby you are everything I need in my life. I’m going to love you for the rest of our lives.”
“I love you too Colt. I couldn’t figure it out. Why you treated me different than everyone else. You were always harder on me, more distant, always pushing me to be better. I can see now why you had to hold back. Thank you for making me the cop my brother would have been proud to be. Thank you for loving me silently until we could be together.”
I pull his mouth to mine and show him how much I love him. I express with my tongue the words I’m not so good at saying. He knows because he gives them right back.
Grabbing my hands from his hair, he pulls them above my head into one of his fists and grabs my aching breast with the other. He hammers into me until all I can feel is the euphoria of our connection.
“Are you ready for me to give you our baby? Are you hoping for a daughter or a son? Maybe I should give you two. Do you want that? Can I keep you filled with our babies?”
His words shouldn’t get me off, but just the thought of being pregnant with one of his children has my pussy pulsing and begging for more. He drives into me harder and faster. I hang onto him needing his cum.
“I love you baby girl. I love you so much. Fuck, I’m coming. I’m going to fill you up. You ready for that baby girl. Tell Daddy you want his cum.”
“I’m coming Daddy! Daddy, fill me up with your cum. I can’t wait for you to give me our baby. Please Daddy.” I whine.
We finish together with our foreheads touching and breathing hard against one another. Colt kisses my forehead and pulls out of me. He’s had me dozens of times, but it still feels like the first time when he’s sliding out of me.