I was never so happy to hear thesnapof the lube bottle opening as I was right then. So much had been building up inside me, and I needed intimacy with Jag to feel centered again. My ass clenched tightly in anticipation and excitement as he drizzled the lube along my crack. Jag chuckled darkly when I raised my ass in search of friction and penetration.
“Slow down, Bones. We have plenty of time. I don’t want to hurt you.” I preferred a smaller amount of lube so I felt more friction and a little more bite when he penetrated me. Jag always worried he would hurt me, so he took his time stretching me open beforehand.
“I need to feel you, Jag. Please.” I wasn’t ashamed of begging for his cock. Given the chance, I’d beg for it daily. “I want it hard, long, and rough.” Jag began to tease my hole before he stretched me with one finger, then two.
The images I’d had earlier of riding him in a frenzy returned, and I took what I needed. I rolled away from him and looked up into his chocolate eyes. I tackled him to the bed and caught his surprised gasp in my mouth as I ravished his lips. I blindly searched for the condom packet while I sucked his tongue into my mouth. I pulled away from his kiss and held up the condom in victory once I found it.
“What are you up to?” Jag asked as I kissed a path down to the cock I couldn’t get enough of. “Bones…Oh my…Christ that feels good.” I loved when I turned him on so much his words came out jumbled and incoherent, which was usually the case when I sucked his dick as far into my mouth as I could take him. “Fuck, Bones. I won’t last.” He reached down to pull my head off his cock, but instead, he gripped my hair and thrust his hips upward, rubbing himself against my tongue. His words indicated he wanted me to stop, but his actions were the exact opposite. I tasted his precum on my tongue and could tell he was right on the edge. “Evil bastard,” he grouched when I wrapped my hand tightly around the base of his cock to prevent him from coming.
I crawled on top of Jag and kissed him until he came back from the edge and only then did I roll the condom down his hard length. We kept our eyes locked on one another as I positioned myself above him and lined his dick up with my opening. I felt greedy and hungry for him, so I wasted no time taking Jag inside me. I groaned loudly as the bite and slight burn of his penetration sent thrills throughout my body. I welcomed the contradiction of feelings that he always gave me because any brief discomfort was followed by the highest pleasure I had ever known.
That night was no different as I started my ride at a slow, leisurely pace while my body adjusted to his girth and length. Worries and concerns about the future were the furthest thing from my mind when I placed my hands on his shoulders for leverage and raised and lowered myself on his dick at a quicker pace. My head felt so heavy I wanted to close my eyes and let it fall back as pleasure rippled through me, but I didn’t want to look away from him.
“Take what you need, Bones. Ride me. Use me.” Jag’s words were raw as they escaped through gritted teeth.
I pinned his arms above his head, leaned my body over him, and adjusted the angle of his penetration. I took Jag’s mouth in a kiss as rough as the wild ride I took us on, only separating long enough to shout in pleasure as I came all over his stomach. I collapsed against Jag’s chest, not caring that I was lying in my own cum. Jag grabbed my hips and thrust upward a few more times before he bit my shoulder and filled the condom.
We lay there, holding one another for a while longer, before showering together. Even there, I didn’t want to be separated from him for longer than it took to wash off. I was afraid I was becoming too needy and would drive him away. The soft look in Jag’s eyes said differently, and I decided to quit worrying about our relationship because it seemed like the one solid thing I could count on.
“You’re better for me than any drug or mixed drink,” I said as I snuggled closer to him as the shower rained down on us.
“I do what I can,” he said with false bravado, which made me laugh.
“Save your bragging until after we’ve eaten the food you prepared.” He slapped my ass hard in retaliation for doubting his kitchen skills. The sound of a wet hand smacking wet taut flesh and my responding yelp echoed through the shower.
It felt so good to have that carefree moment with him, regardless of how short it would be. I had no regrets about accepting guardianship of Lily and Lucas. None. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t exhausted most of the time nor did it mean I wasn’t grateful for the break.
“I’m starving,” I admitted. As much as I wanted to continue our bedroom Olympics, I hadn’t eaten since breakfast.
“Let’s feed you, then.” Jag gave me a long kiss before he turned off the water and grabbed our towels off the hooks outside the shower.
Once dressed, I helped him put together the rest of the simple meal. It might not have been five-star quality, but it was delicious. It was better than any tacos I’d ever had, except for the ones I’d eaten at authentic Mexican restaurants.
“This guacamole is delicious,” I said as I spooned more onto a third taco. “This is so much better than I expected. I can’t wait to see what else Liam teaches you.”
“Us,” Jag corrected. “You’re going to learn some skills too.” The look he gave me dared me to argue with him.
“Fine,” I said huffily, “but don’t get pissed if my food turns out better than yours.” There was absolutely no chance of that happening, but I could at least try not to poison us with undercooked meat.
“Not likely.” I launched a tortilla chip at him across the table. “Someone wants to get rough, huh?”
I was about to accept the offer I heard in his words and saw in his dark eyes, but my cellphone vibrated with an incoming text from my mom.
This is your ten-minute warning. The prince and princess are ready to come home so we left the movie early. Put your clothes on and be ready.She followed her warning with a smiley face emoji.
My mom has jokes.“Playtime is over,” I said to Jag, then relayed the message. “Thank you for a wonderful night.”
“It was hot sex and tacos,” he said to downplay his role in my peaceful mood. He was never comfortable accepting compliments or praise.
“It was so much more than that, and you know it.” I stood from the table and reached for his hand. I led us to the living room and pulled him down to sit beside me on the couch. I angled my body to lean into him and threw my legs over his. Jag wrapped me in his arms and laid his head on top of mine. “This is what I want to do for the next ten minutes.”
“You got it, Bones.”
One thing always pierced through the heartbreak and sorrow of losing Destiny and Darryl, followed by the riotous emotions of trying to comfort two shattered, innocent hearts—Jag’s unwavering love for all of us.
JJ
Two very important things happened on the same day in the middle of January—one was expected but disappointing while the other was beautiful and heartwarming. Miller was notified by certified mail that Destiny’s parents, Herbert and Joann Candless, were challenging Miller’s guardianship appointment of Lucas and Lily, and Gray and Chase’s little girl arrived safely into the world. We chose to focus on the beautiful gift the Wrights had received that day instead of the forthcoming custody battle with Destiny’s parents.
