“Love you, Daddy. I’m going to help Poppy set up now. Bye.” I wait for the phone to click off, and when it doesn’t come, I assume Mom snagged it from Nellie before she could end the call.
“Colt, hold on just a second,” Mom says while I continue my trek back into town. The ride is easy, and hardly any traffic iscoming or going. “There. I wanted to make sure she doesn’t hear this. Anyway, I’m glad you’re dating. I know you’ve been worried about how this will affect Nellie, but have you ever thought that you’re also teaching her to be closed off? Please don’t worry about her. Have a good time, and I’ll keep her from calling you too early in the morning.”
I smirk at the last. As much as I appreciate her doing me a solid, it’ll be hard to sleep in too late with it being a workday. Plus, Nellie has school tomorrow, and while my folks can handle doing the drop-off, I’d at least like to say good morning to my girl.
“Thanks, Mom, I appreciate it. Don’t forget it’s a school night. She also may crash earlier than you think. I kept her up a bit longer last night since Sable was with us.”
“Now you tell me more. I swear it’s like pulling teeth to get you or Kara to give me information freely. It figures, two peas in a pod. But I won’t keep you. Have a good night and try not to worry about our Nellie girl. Love you.” She doesn’t let me reply before hanging up, and I guess it’s good timing since I’m pulling into Oak Haven.
Sable is sitting on the steps of the front porch, a pencil in her hand and a pad of paper on her lap. I put the truck in Park, leaving the keys in the ignition and the engine running, and slide out of the truck. Through it all, she still hasn’t looked up, so completely in the moment without a care in the world. A lot like she was yesterday when Nellie and I happened upon her, drinks and snacks in hand.
Nellie, being the intuitive seven-year-old she is, took a seat beside her, remaining quiet until Sable reached a stopping point before starting a conversation. The two of them talked amongst themselves, making me realize just how perfect she fits in with our family.
“Oh, hey.” She looks up at me once I’m in front of her. My hand reaches out for hers to help her up. She hurriedly shuffles her stuff into a bag by her side.
“Hey, did I keep you waiting long?” I ask, wondering if I somehow managed to screw up the time we initially set.
“Nope. The weather is too pretty to be stuck inside. Plus, this gave me time to work on my sketch some more.” She sends me one of her megawatt smiles, hitting me right in the chest and in my dick. Jesus, keeping my hands to myself is going to be impossible.
“Do you need more time? I can wait, Sable.” I slide the bag from her hand while keeping the other one wrapped around hers.
“I’m good. I do have a favor to ask, or maybe not so much a favor but a request.” Her teeth press down on her plush lower lip, and I can tell whatever she has to say is going to benefit both of us.
“What’s that?” Unable to resist the pull, my head descends, she lifts up, and our lips crash into each other’s. It’s short and sweet, a light tease for both of us.
“Can we pick up dinner and eat back at your place? I know Nellie is with your parents, and, well, I kind of can’t stop thinking about the other night.”
“Fuck yeah.” I untangle our hands, and one travels down the length of her body, cupping the cheek of her ass and lifting her up off the ground. Sable instantly wraps her legs around my waist, and I double-step it back to my truck, secure her in the passenger seat before I do the same for myself. “Food now or later?”
“Later. Much later.” My hand slides to the inside of her thigh once we’re heading down the road. The further it travels upward, the more she wiggles in her seat. It’s only going to get better once we're behind closed doors.
“Off. Need these off,” Sable mutters against my lips once we’re inside without prying eyes or ears. I pull away from her mouth to strip out of my shirt, and she does the same, going further and kicking off her shoes as well.
“Keep going, Sable. Show me what I’ve been dreaming about seeing in the flesh.” She wiggles out of her jeans, leaving her in nothing but a matching purple bra and underwear set.
“Are you going to do the same?” Her hand going behind her back to unclasp the bra. I’m standing in a stupor when realization hits me that she’s nearly naked, while I’m still clothed.
“Fuck yeah.” The minute we're both naked, I’m on her, backing her up until she’s pressed against the front door. My mouth is on hers, her arms are around my neck, her legs wrapping me up, and the underside of my cock meets her wetness.
“Colt,” she breathes against my lips when I gently rock back and forth. My chest hair grazes her hardened nipples.
“Hate like hell I’m about to lose the feel of your pussy on my cock. The only thing holding me over is knowing I’ll have you coming all over my face.” I drop to my knees, move the back of her thighs over my shoulders, and cup her breasts with my hands. Sable’s scent swirls around me, going straight to my fucking head.
“Please don’t make me wait. Please.” She begs so prettily for me, who am I to test her patience? As hard as my cock is for her, there’s no way I’m going to make myself wait.
“Jesus, woman,” I mutter against her folds as she undulates beneath me. Her hips grip either side of my face, nearly smothering me. It’s a goddamn thing of beauty. I lick a path from her clit down her fold and then the other. The spicy taste has me retracing the path. Meanwhile, I keep up the pace I have on her nipples, pinching the tips, figuring out what she likes and doesn’t like. So far, nothing has cooled her down, and there’s been no mention of telling me to back off.
“Colt.” I sink my tongue inside her, feeling the way she pulses around me, wishing like hell it were around my cock but knowing the time for that will be coming as soon as I make her come with my mouth. I pull out to circle the tip of my tongue around her clit. Sable’s hands sink into my hair. Her nails are sharp as she digs in when I draw slow, methodical circles around where she’s pulsing the most. I go back and forth between going inside, licking upwards, and then downwards. The pattern is never the same, so she never knows what’s coming next.
“Oh god, yes, yes, yes.” Her chants are loud to my otherwise muffled ears. I pinch both nipples at the same time as I rasp my teeth along her sensitive skin then go back to working her pussy. It’s only when I take one hand away from her breast and push one finger inside that she pulses around my digit, long and hard, strong and steady. I pump in and out of her, only adding a second one once I’ve stretch her out some. The fit is snug, and from watching her come by herself last night, I know, judging by the way pussy gripped her fingers, that she’ll be tight.
“Hmm.” I blow a puff of air against her heated flesh, then wrap my lips around her clit, sucking greedily, working her nipple, and finger-fucking her all at once.
“Fuck, Colt.” I look up the length of her bod. Her chest heaves, her eyes close, cheeks red, and she’s biting her lower lip as she comes all over me. She coats my face and her thighs, and as much as I try to keep up with cleaning her, by the time shecomes down from her orgasm, I have her wetness dripping down my chin.
“Fucking gorgeous, Sable.” I place a kiss on her center before I stand up, maneuvering her legs so they wrap around my waist, and carry her further into the house. With any luck, I’ll get more than one taste before the night is over.
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