“We can do anything you want, sunshine.” I tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, and she slips her hand into mine.
“I want you to take me upstairs. I’ve dreamed about you in my bed so long, I want to make it real.”
I lean down and kiss her lips softly. “Did you dream of me sneaking in your room while you slept?”
“Yes,” she whispers against my lips. I rest my hand against her neck and feel her heartbeat pick up.
“I’ll tell you a secret,” I whisper back as the hand at her neck slides down her chest. “I did.”
Her breath catches as my hand eases down the front of her sweats and into her panties. Her pussy is wet and still a little sticky from all our lovemaking.
“I would walk in your room and close the door behind me. You know I couldn’t help myself.” I push two fingers inside her soaked cunt and feel her clench around me as she moans with desire. “Sometimes I would just stand there. But sometimes I would do more.”
“Wh…” She swallows. “What would you do?”
I move my lips to her ear and lick the shell. “You know what I did, Maggie. It’s why you’re so wet right now. You know, and you liked it.”
She tenses up when I press against her G-spot. I take her mouth, demanding entry with my tongue as her pussy clenches again and her arms cling to me. We stand there in the middle of the living room with my hands down her pants, and I rub her to an orgasm. She cums all over my fingers, hard and loud, and I wrap my arm around her waist when she starts to sag against me.
When I’ve wrung the last of her pleasure from her, I pull my fingers free, lick them clean, and then carry her up the stairs to her room.
“I think it’s time we christened this bed, sunshine,” I say, laying her down and pulling her clothes off of her.
“I’m so sleepy now,” she says with a satisfied smile.
She stretches, pushing her beautiful tits up in the air, and my mouth waters. I strip off my clothes and then pull her legs to the side of her bed as I kneel in between them.
“You can take a nap if you want. I’m going to eat a snack first.” I close my mouth over her naked pussy and suck in her sweetness. I moan at the flavor of her release, at how good it tastes.
Reaching down between my legs, I start to jack off while I eat her out. It’s okay if she wants to sleep, I’ll get off like this.
“Eli, please,” she moans, reaching for me. “Let me do it.”
I look up to see her hand reaching for mine. She wants to jerk me off while I eat her. Fuck, why is that so hot? I push her back on the bed a little and move beside her so we are in a sixty-nine position, but on our sides. I feel her warm hands around my cock, and I groan deep in my chest as my mouth goes back on her pussy.
Suddenly I’m overwhelmed with sensations as her warm tongue licks my shaft and I bury my face between her creamy thighs. I’ve got the taste of sweet pussy in my mouth, and my cock is getting sucked. It’s almost maddening because it feels so good, but I want my cock in her. I want her to focus on her own pleasure instead of mine.
I jerk away from her touch and move between her legs, thrusting my cock into her in one long, hard stroke. We both cry out with pleasure when I’m fully seated inside her. I look down to see disappointment on her face.
“I was having fun.” Maggie almost pouts, and I have to bite back a laugh.
I thrust again, and she moans, closing her eyes as I make love to her.
“Let me take care of you, sunshine. We’ve got all the time in the world.”
Slowly I make love to her on top of her pink comforter. My cock is so hard as I ride her pussy, and every thrust hits her sweet spot. I grip her hips and watch as my cock disappears into her tight channel. Seeing her cream on me has me at the very edge of the peak, and I can’t hold off much longer. I reach between us and thumb her clit until I feel her pulsing around me.
Her body tenses up, and she arches off the bed, shouting my name. I hold myself inside her, emptying my cum and trying to keep from passing out on top of her. The pleasure is so fierce that I have to collapse on my side and take her with me. I pull her to me and keep us connected as we both try to catch our breath.
“Okay, so no making love in this house,” I say, smiling.
“Why do you say that?” she asks as she pushes a sweaty piece of hair out of her face.
“Because I don’t think your dad would appreciate the noise.” I kiss her lips and see a blush spread across her cheeks. “It’s okay, sunshine. We’ve got a house in the woods where we can be as loud as we want.”
We spend the day cleaning up the house and going through Maggie’s room. She doesn’t have a lot of stuff from moving so much, but we pack up things she knows she wants to go to the new house, and I load them up in my truck. No matter what, we’ll live there, and it’s the next step in our lives. It doesn’t take long, and after we’ve done that, we go through the house, seeing what she wants and getting ready for Major to come back tomorrow.
When we get to the guest room, I see that Alice’s stuff is missing.
“Maggie?” I call from the room, and she comes in to see it for herself.
“Yeah, she said she needed some time away. I don’t know what’s going on right now. But I feel like I’ve been a bad friend.”
“Everyone handles grief in different ways, sunshine. You clung to Alice when I was gone because that’s what helped you work through it. I think she’s been through so much trauma in her life that it’s easier for her to deal with her grief on her own.”
“Maybe,” she says, but I can still see something is on the edge there.
“Tell me what’s been bothering you. I know something’s on your mind.” I take her hand, lead her over to the bed, and make her sit on my lap. “Talk to me, Maggie.”
“At school on Friday—God, that seems like a lifetime ago,” she says, shaking her head. “They told me that Major isn’t my biological father.”
All the worry she’s been trying to hide shows on her face, and I wrap my arms around her. “What do you mean?”
“I saw adoption papers. I know they don’t mean anything, but why would he keep it from me? It said he was my uncle. I didn’t even know he had a brother. It’s overwhelming, and I have so many questions.”
I take one of her hands and kiss her wrist, where I feel her pulse thrumming. “Does this change the way you feel about Major?”
“No!” She’s quick to answer as she shakes her head. “It doesn’t change anything. It’s just surprising. I feel like there’s this secret that he kept from me, and I never knew it. I’m kind of pissed actually. He’s my dad, and nothing will ever change that. Especially not a piece of paper.”
“Then when he comes home, you can talk to him about it.” She nods, and I squeeze her hand in reassurance. “Major keeps secrets for a living. There’s no one better at it than him, and it’s for a reason. If he didn’t tell you, he had good reasons. But he’s an honest and honorable man. So if you ask him, he’ll tell you what he can.”