Lyon
Chapter 130

He about killed himself trying to make Caitie’s first Xmas the best ever and that whole thing with that girl trying to kill me just made my life a whole lot more complicated. After that first Xmas and the dust had settled Colt did everything but hire bodyguards, which according to my father he had given some serious thought to.

By the time I was confirmed pregnant with the twins three months later he was doing better. We’d had three months of nothing out of the ordinary happening. I guess he figured he’d done all he could when it came to security so he could actually relax and enjoy his family.

That pregnancy wasn’t as smooth as the first one though and that threatened to derail my newfound peace but we made it through. We hit a little snag when the ultra sound showed we were having twins but the blow was softened when it showed that they were both boys.

He still did his crazy stuff but at least it wasn’t as confining as the first time, I pretty much knew what to look for so I just took it in stride. Now here we are thirteen years later and my poor husband has had a trying day.

I’m trying not to laugh at the fish out of water look he’s wearing while our youngest prattle on about her boyfriends. Poor Colt, he had everything planned out so nicely but it looks like his kids were too much like him.

This too shall pass, that’s how I’ve learned to deal with the craziness. I have yet to tell Colt the latest news, I’ve been putting it off for a whole week now and I’m not sure with the day’s events that it was a good idea to drop that bombshell on him.

There was no doubt in my mind that there was going to be trouble. I’ve been dreading this day for the past two years, I knew it was coming that it had to because there’s no way to stop it, but boy am I not prepared to tell him.

He’s going to be so pissed, first because I didn’t share the news with him right away and then because of the situation. I listened to him try to reason with our youngest and my heart still smiled at his presence. He was still the same strong capable man I’d married and he’d grown better with age if that were possible.

His hair hadn’t gone grey but he wore it shorter these days and sometimes he let his beard grow a little. I have lots of fun with that. He’s had more tattoos done over the years of course and now that the babies were all grown and there was no more breast feeding to be done I had my nipple piercings back in.

It was a little harder to have afternoon quickies the way we used to with a houseful of kids but he still surprises me with a lunch break at least once a week while the kids were still in school or sometimes I’d be the one visiting him.

I listened as he argued with our daughter about why she couldn’t have her belly button pierced and as she finally gave up and flounced out the room in high dudgeon I decided on the best way to break the news to him.

That night after the kids were in bed and I was sure we weren’t going to be disturbed anymore for the rest of the night I set my plan in motion.

“What’re you up to Angel?”

“Nothing just giving my husband a massage what’s wrong with that?”

“Uh huh.” He’s so suspicious sometimes.

I took the towel he’d just wrapped around him after his shower from his h**s and led him to the massage table. I had the room lit up with candles and the scented oil was heating nicely in preparation.

“Lay back and relax babe.” He climbed onto the table still giving me the beady eye which I staunchly ignored as I rubbed some oil between my palms. Starting at his shoulders I worked my way down across his chest taking my time and making sure to tease his nipples with each pass of my hands.

By the time I reached his abs he was showing some minimal interest down south so I turned up the heat a little massaging his pelvis and groin area.

“Ooh what do we have here?” I moved onto his balls massaging them gently in my oiled palm while stroking his c**k from top to bottom with my other hand. I teased him unmercifully until he gritted his teeth and little beads of pre cum formed at the tip of his meat.

That wasn’t good enough for what I had in mind though so I lowered my head and licked him, making sure to tease the barbell back and forth in my mouth before taking him into my mouth.

I massaged his c**k head with my throat as I continued playing with his nuts. His hand coming down to grip my hair was just the sign I was waiting for and when he started thrusting up into my mouth I knew I had him just where I wanted him.

“Kat f**k, I’m about to cum.” Oh no you don’t, not yet. I eased off the suction and went back to teasing with my bare fingertips trying my best to drive him insane with l**t.

His d**k stood up hard and long in my hand and I straddled him on the table sinking down on his length until he was buried deep inside me. I started a slow grind back and forth making sure to rub my clit and my tits into him with each glide.

Sitting back up I pulled on my nipples as he watched, his eyes glazed over with l**t. I played with my clit as his eyes followed my finger’s movements all the while f*****g his c**k nice and slow.

“Babe you’re killing me you’ve got to move faster.”

“Uh uh, this is my show.” I rolled my a*s around and backward and forward, massaging his c**k with my p***y walls as he dug his fingers into my h**s trying to speed me along but I wasn’t budging.

I wanted him blind with l**t the way only I could make him. When he jackknifed and took first one and then the other nipple into his hot mouth while fingering my a*s the tables were turned.

I felt the world shift as he turned us over holding me tight against him as he stroked into me. Taking my hands in his he pulled them over my head and looked down at me as he made my body sing.

I felt him throb and pulse inside me as he bit down hard on my pierced nipple while rubbing against my clit and I saw stars. I loved this slow dance as much as I enjoyed the poundings, loved the closeness we now shared as I freed my hands and used them to pull him deeper into me spreading my legs wider to give him all the room he needed to give me what I wanted.

“Make me cum Colt.”

“Not yet.”

The fiend pulled out on the next stroke and worked his way off the table so he could lift me up to his mouth and eat my p***y the way he knew I liked. His long thick tongue rubbed inside of me in a whole different way than the smooth ridges of his c**k and I found myself at the brink just as he pushed his fingers back into my a*s.

I came long and hard with a m**n that I had to bite back to keep from becoming a scream. He wasn’t done with me yet though as he dragged me to the edge of the table and plunged back into me. He was wild and untamed and so f*****g hot I couldn’t stop cumming.

“Scream.”

“The children”

“They can’t hear you in here, scream.” When his fingers found my clit the decision was taken away from me and I screamed out my pleasure covering his c**k with my juices.