Her mouth parts in awe, but I ignore her to push down her leggings. She lifts one knee so I can pull it off one of her legs before I shove my pants down and fist my hard cock, lining myself up at her entrance.
One solid stroke, then I bury my whole length in her warm, tight channel. Kayla moans, her hands dropping to claw at my shoulders. I grab her arms, slamming them into the ground as I rut into her. It’s rough, a little animalistic, but I don’t care.
She’s just as wild under me, cries spilling from her mouth, her body rocking against mine as I shove my cock harder and harder into her.
I grunt, willing her body to open farther for me. I need more, I need to be deeper inside her. To push my cum directly into her womb, plant my baby so my claim on her is undeniable.
“Oh fuck,” Kayla screams, her body trembling as her cunt flutters around me. The tight hole squeezes me over and over, practically begging me to give her what she wants.
I succumb to the demand, thrusting once more and keeping myself buried as I unleash my load. It almost hurts, how hard my cock pumps wave after wave of my cum inside her. I catch myself from collapsing on her, shifting us onto our sides while we catch our breath.
Chapter 8
Kayla
After we get back insideand shower, Beau gets the fire going again while I make us breakfast.
My whole body is deliciously sore, but I feel alive. I didn’t realize how much of myself I’ve lost being a mom. Every day has been about Theo and his needs, and while I thought I still made time to do small things for myself, the past day with Beau has made me realize how much I was kidding myself. Or maybe I just desperately needed to get laid.
I’m just finishing up scrambling the eggs and pulling the bacon out of the oven when Beau walks in.
“If you’re still hungry, I can make some muffins after,” I tell him.
He moves to me, kissing me. “No need to dote on me. I’ve managed to be a well-rounded adult by my lonesome for a while now. How are you feeling?”
“A little sore.”
He moves to check my elbow, which was bleeding earlier, then kisses the small wound. “Maybe no more chasing through the woods for us.”
I give him a small grin. “It was kind of fun though.”
His eyebrows rise. “Yeah? And here I thought I might have traumatized you.”
With a shrug, I turn out of his arms to make a plate of food. “I think the fear, or I guess anticipation, because I’ve never been afraid of you, turned me on more than I ever thought it would.”
He chuckles under his breath. “It did make me a little feral. I didn’t mean to hurt you, though. Just got a little carried away.”
I nod, handing him the plate and then carrying mine to the stools under the island. “That was definitely a first. And here I thought we would never top fucking in the cabana. This time was just blatantly out in the open.”
Beau smirks. “I’m sure we weren’t as inconspicuous as we thought in the cabana. Hopefully, your neighbors were sleeping.”
Rolling my eyes, I point my fork at him. “Thankfully, we had the canopy of trees to block their sight from your wild ways.”
He leans toward me with heated eyes. “You’ve never come as hard on my cock as you did on that forest floor, baby.”
A blush builds on my cheeks as I turn back to my food. “Anyway… We have a few hours to ourselves. We can’t just spend it fucking?—”
“I mean, we could, but something tells me I need to give your poor pussy a break.”
I glare at him playfully. “You’re so kind. I was thinking, do you want to see some more videos and photos of Theo?”
His face drops a bit, and a more somber feeling thickens the air. “Always, Kayla. I’ll probably feel like I’m catching up for the rest of his life.”
“I’m sorry you feel like that. I wish it weren’t that way.”
He shrugs. “We can’t change it now, but we can work toward a brighter future. I’m just glad I’m not missing another Christmas and New Year and get to spend it with you guys.”
I smile. “He’s not a fan of the fireworks, and I’m not sure he understands the point of the tree and presents just yet. So technically you haven’t missed much.”
