Where I Belong

She sits back on her hands, pushing her perfect tits out and teasing me with them. “I’m waiting.”

I practically rip my shirt off, and when I start loosening my belt, she lies back and slips her hand into the front of her panties. “Jesus, Mia.” I step out of my pants and move over her, letting my cock drag up the length of her body.

“Get in me,” she pleads, her hand still working between us and her eyes rolling closed.

“Not yet. I need to taste you first.”

Her eyes shoot open with that flirtatious glint and her hand wraps around my cock. “So do I.”

Her panties are torn from her body before I pick her up and position her over me so that she’s straddling my face. I feel her warm breath tickling my cock as I nip at the soft skin of her inner thigh. “Those pretty lips of yours better find themselves wrapped around my dick in two seconds.”

Her soft laugh fills the room. “And if they don’t?”

I lick up her length, not being able to hold out any longer. Her taste fills my mouth and her moan vibrates against my lips. I savor her with my tongue, letting everything fade out around me. I’m a junkie getting his fix. But instead of the hit dulling out my senses, I feel my pulse quicken and my bones begin to vibrate. I’m a f*cking king between her legs and when she finally swallows my cock, I grab onto her hips and bury my face into her p-ssy.

She releases it with a pop and presses down on my pelvis with her hands, her back bowing in pleasure. “Oh my God. I’m not going to be able to focus if you keep doing that.” Her voice breaks with another moan when I don’t let up and her hand takes over where her mouth was.

I groan against her * before biting down on it gently. She gasps and I release it. “Bend down and suck my dick, Mia. I’m coming in that mouth tonight.”

“Then you’re going to have to let up a little.”

Yeah, that’s not happening. I smile against her. “Nothing could pull me away from your p-ssy, angel. Put my dick in your mouth and don’t be f*cking gentle about it. I want to feel the back of your throat when I’m coming.”

I feel her weight shift and her tongue licks the head of my cock. I’m about to tell her not to tease me when she deep throats me like a f*cking champion and scraps her teeth along my shaft.

“Mia!” I grunt out, digging my fingers into her ass. She sucks me like her life depends on it and I flatten my tongue against her *, stroking it in a rhythm that makes her lips vibrate against my cock. And then it’s about getting her off before me. I alternate between sucking on her * and f*cking her with my tongue, pulling her hips down so hard I’m practically being smothered. I feel her pulse against my tongue and when she releases my cock and digs her nails into my hip, I know I have her. She rocks against me, f*cking my face and riding out her orgasm while she softly chants my name. I press my lips once more to her * before she collapses on top of me, her face now resting on my thigh.

“Sorry. Just give me a minute,” she pants, sliding off my stomach and settling between my legs. She glances up at the smug face I’m wearing and wraps her hand around my cock. “Still want to come in my mouth?” she questions before pressing her lips to my shaft.

I groan as she slides down. “Stop talking and suck my cock, baby.”

Her cheek twitches with a smile. “Yes, Officer Kelly.”





Chapter Eighteen


Mia

The bed is jolting underneath me, bringing me out of my dream. A tiny laugh fills the room and prompts me to open my eyes. Nolan is jumping on the bed and giggling at himself, and when he sees my eyes on him he hops over toward me and collapses on my stomach.

I grunt as his elbow connects with a few of my ribs. Jeez. How can such a tiny body inflict so much pain? After recovering, I rustle his hair with my hand, rubbing his back with the other. “You are a little ball of energy in the morning. Are you hungry?”

He slides off me and scoots off the bed. “I want pamcakes.” His husky little voice is hoarser in the morning. That and his crazy hair are the only thing giving away that he has just woken up. He certainly isn’t moving as slow as I know I will be. Even off the bed, he is jumping around like a jack rabbit.

I sit up and rub my eyes with both hands. “Go wake up Aunt Tessa and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.” His little feet quickly take him out of the room and down the hallway while I get dressed for the day. My phone beeps on the nightstand just as I am pulling my hair back into a pony.

Ben: Is the maniac awake yet?

Me: Are you kidding? He’s running on full speed already. :) We’re getting ready to make pancakes.

Ben: He’s probably psyched out of his mind getting to spend the day with you. I’m jealous.

Me: You’ll get me tonight, don’t worry.

Ben: Bet your ass I will. I’ll see you around six.

Me: Can’t wait.

I tuck my phone into my pocket and walk out into the kitchen. Tessa is rummaging through the cabinets while Nolan is playing with her phone on the couch. I snicker at the sight of him browsing ITunes like he’s done it a million times.

“Crapola. We don’t have any pancake mix,” she says, closing the doors she had opened and turning toward me. “My parents really should have stocked up before they decided to take a six month trip to Europe. I’m extremely disappointed in them.”

I chuckle and grab my keys off the counter. “Yes, how dare they not provide you with food for half the year while they go on vacation.” She scowls at me playfully, pulling the orange juice out of the fridge. “I’ll run to the store and get some. Do we need anything else?”

“We’ll need some more milk with Nolan here. Other than that, I think we’re good.” She walks over to the couch and plops down next to him. “Can you not buy apps please? How do you even know my password?” She leans her head into his and monitors his actions on her phone.

I laugh under my breath as I walk toward the door. “Alright. I’ll be back in a little while. Hold down the fort, Sir Nolan.” He shoots his dimples at me before returning to purchasing apps on Tessa’s phone.

**

I’m waiting in the checkout line at the grocery story after having grabbed the pancake mix, some milk, and a dragon coloring book I found near the greeting cards when my phone starts ringing. I pull it out of my pocket and place my basket at my feet, seeing my aunt’s name flashing on the screen.

“Hey, Aunt Mae.”

“Mia, sweetie, you need to come home.” She sniffs loudly and my heart immediately drops to the floor next to my basket.

I’m out the door, running across the parking lot within seconds. “What’s happened? Is it that stupid cold she had? Does she have a fever now or something?” I knew it was more than a cold. F*ck! My tires screech as I pull out of my parking space and drive toward the exit for the highway. My aunt sobs through the phone. “Aunt Mae, tell me what’s going on. Can I talk to her?” I hear a faint beeping sound through the phone in between my aunt’s cries. She’s in the hospital. That’s what that sound is.

“She was fine. I don’t know what happened. I went to wake her up this morning and she wouldn’t respond to me.” Her voice cracks and she starts crying harder. “She won’t wake up, Mia. The doctors are waiting for you to get here. Oh, sweetheart. I’m so sorry.”

I’m crying now, sobbing uncontrollably. I have to keep wiping my eyes to be able to see the road in front of me. The hand holding the phone to my ear is shaking so badly, my aunt’s cries are fading in and out. I know what she means. My mom has a DNR. The doctors are waiting for me to get there before they take her off the machines. My mom is dying and I’m not there. I haven’t been there for her. “I’m on my way. Tell her I’m on my way!”