“We’re going to do this again later with you fully naked,” he said as he lined himself up with me. “But now, you’re going tobe so good for me and take my cock with everyone you know waiting downstairs.” He slapped his cock against my ass a few times. “I can’t decide whether I’ll finish here, or come inside you and make you go back to the party with my cum spilling down your thighs.”
“The second one,” I begged. I shouldn’t have wanted it. It was my son’s graduation party. My friends, coworkers, Liam’s classmates, Jeff and his family, truly everyone important in my life or Liam’s was downstairs.
But the thought of how that would feel, having a physical reminder that Harlan was mine and I was his, made everything inside me tingle.
He drove into me, the percussion of the piercings on my entrance making my toes curl and my heels edge wider. “Yeah? You want to be the perfect little slut who has Daddy’s cum all over her thighs? You want everyone to guess that you were up here taking Daddy’s cock like you were born to do it? That you let me pump you full of cum while you held onto the hardest trophy to win in sports?”
I looked back to find him immersed in me, gripping my hips, staring at how he moved in and out of me. “You earned it, Daddy.”
His wild eyes met mine, and he bent over my back, sending a hand up my front to grab my breast. “You’re fucking right I did, princess.” He slowed, slamming into me with more force. He kissed the nape of my neck and my upper spine. “And you earned it too.”
The metal of the cup bit into my elbows. I’d probably have a mark when I went back outside. “I should be out there,” I protested.
“No. You should be in here getting your treat.” His pace was hypnotizing, his hand dropping to my clit to take me higher. “Because while everybody out there is celebrating your boy, youdeserve some spoiling too. Say it. You worked hard for eighteen years. You deserve it.”
“I . . .” I started.
“Say it, princess.”
“I deserve it.”
“That’s right you do. You deserve everything you want. You know why that is?”
A cold sweat broke out along my spine, the intensity of his cock and his hands sending me into a trance-like state. My orgasm loomed, just a few well-placed strokes away from oblivion. “Why?”
“Because you’re Daddy’s,” his hips snapped, “perfect,” again, “little,” another maddening time, “princess.” Harlan’s cock pulsed inside me right as my pussy contracted, a peak that reverberated through my legs and my stomach and burned my lungs. Harlan held my hips and kissed between my shoulders. “Such a good girl for me.”
We were back outside,pleasant warmth flowing through every part of me. Harlan was off chatting with his teammates, while Cindy, Miguel, and I analyzed the best plan of attack for cutting Liam’s cake. We were about to have cake and the famous Cup ice cream sundae when Jeff called me to come stand with Liam.
“I’m not much of a public speaker, but I’ll do my best for these two,” Jeff said. “We’re here to salute Liam as he closes one chapter of his life and heads into the next. Liam, I’m so proud of the man you’ve become, and I know no matter what adventures and challenges lie ahead for you, you’ll handle them with the grace and quiet strength that you bring to every part of your life.”Jeff chuckled. “I can’t imagine what challenges and adventures you’ll have living with an NHL player.”
“I’ve already had a taste with Royce around,” Liam joked.
My eyes were misty, but I laughed through my tears. Jeff went on.
“But I also want to give kudos to his mom, for being such a good partner in raising Liam. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a co-parent like Emma, with a collaborative spirit and an unabashed protection of Liam’s needs. Em, you really put in the work shaping Liam into who he is today, in letting him find out who he is and becoming the best version of himself. I’m glad that if I had to get divorced from someone at the tender age of twenty-five and raise a kid together, it was with you.”
Everyone laughed as Liam, Jeff, and I exchanged hugs, and Harlan’s voice was heard above the crowd.
“To Liam and Emma!”
Slices of cake were passed around and I made a killer ice cream cone for our graduate. Then, Harlan and I leaned over the now-cooled Cup, feeding each other massive spoonfuls of ice cream, chocolate sauce, sprinkles, and whipped cream. Harlan stole the cherry off the top of the sundae, popping it into his mouth before I even had a chance to claim it.
But as I looked around, I realized I had my cherry on top.
My team had a Cup title.
My son had a world full of opportunities waiting ahead for him.
I had a backyard full of friends and family.
And I had the annoying goalie from work spoonfeeding me the sweetest things life had to offer.
EPILOGUE
HARLAN
“Test,”Emma said into the microphone clipped to her shirt.
