to the blanket. She tried to inch herself down to my legs to resume her special skills when I grabbed her hips and swung them over me so that she was sitting reverse cowgirl on my face.
We had never tried this, and Lil's was trying to gather her bearings from being tossed around. There were so many things we hadn't tried yet, but after last night the flood gates had been opened. I wanted to teach Lil's everything I knew, wanted her to feel everything that I could do to her.
She was moaning pretty damn loudly and I was grateful we were in a secluded area. She was starting to go a little wild. I smoothed my hand up her back and gently pressed her forward, bending her to meet my aching cock while pinning her to me around her waist. She took my dick immediately and followed the rhythm I set on her own opening. I controlled how fast or slow she assaulted me by how I tended to her.
Her juices were so sweet, I could practically taste the want and need oozing from her. I couldn't last much longer and she still hadn't come, so I reached around her and slid my fingers down the front of her slit until I found the tiny little bunch of nerves, massaging my way to her orgasm. She doubled her efforts on me, ferocious in her need to come. I got her there shortly and followed immediately after, unable to give her any warning of my own.
She held on to me, practically deep throating as she took every bit of what I had given her, before releasing my shrinking dick to spring down to its resting place. I could feel the pulsing from deep within her, as I moved my mouth to her inner thighs and massaged them with my lips. She was spent, completely wiped out and laying limp over me.
We managed to compose ourselves enough to eat a bit of lunch and then pack it up and hit the road. Lil's fell asleep for the remainder of the ride with the biggest shit-eating grin on her face and practically purring like a kitten.
NOW
These were the things I needed to think of now. Happy memories. Good times. How she makes me feel. I needed to hold onto these thoughts because they're what's going to get me through this. I needed to see her, feel her, touch her, even if it could only be when I closed my eyes. If I let myself feel her absence, the void left behind while she's still out there alone, I can't even predict the amount of damage it's going to do to my soul.
CHAPTER FOUR
The clubhouse was overflowing, and way past its maximum occupancy. Almost all of the extra muscle was here, with only a few stragglers left to arrive. It was good to see these guys again, and it felt real damn good to know they had my back.
Ma had set up a cookout in the main lot to feed the ever-growing crowd and several kegs had been brought in. Under normal circumstances a crowd like this would be ready to tear shit up and party, but tonight it was solemn and laid back. We were all on high alert, tense, waiting for the slightest signal to fall out and get this shit going.
Ma was a great cook and the food looked amazing, but I was in no mood to eat. If I tried to force anything I knew it wouldn't stay down long. There would be plenty of time to eat when this nightmare was over. I hope Lil's is given food. She is a picky eater and not one to remember to eat when she's stressed out. When she was thirteen and Butch was doing some light time for forgery, she and Tiny stayed with us for a month or so. The kid was so worked up about her pop, ma had to practically beg Lil's to eat. I was never a huge fan of spicy food but Mexican food and Tex- mex was the only thing that Lil's would eat without fail. Ma ordered it at least a few times a week for Lil's, so Tiny and I started calling her “Mamacita”.
I swear I will take Lil's out for Mexican food as soon as I get her back. I wonder if it's safe for pregnant women to eat that stuff? God, I hope the baby doesn't inherit her taste in food.
“I'm not gonna ask how you're holding up. Hell... you'd probably just lie to
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