Chapter Ten

Coyote

The evening stretched forward as we talked, petted Ruby, and slowly moved closer to each other on the sofa. I've not felt so lighthearted and happy since Bethany was last part of my life. Ruby, being more used to living with an old lady who preferred early nights, had lost interest in being fussed over and had taken herself off to bed, so we were snuggled up in the corner of the sofa together, kissing and whispering like teenagers.

Well, there was more kissing than talking going on by this stage. And lots of touching in general.

When things started to get hot, I asked, "Do you want to head upstairs. I have a comfortable bed."

She smiled at me and teased, "You're coming up in the world. No more bumpy mattresses for you, right?"

"I don't know how you put up with me back then," I joked. "While it's better now, a few years ago the clubhouse was more like a frat house."

"It was a bit wild, then again, I couldn't complain as I was staying in the back room of Grit's gym. I guess we've both moved up in the world."

My heart aches and my cock throbs at the thought of Bethany being in my bed again at long last.

"You won't regret this. My bed really is ten times better than it used to be." I'm not kidding, my old bed was a mattress on the floor, the prospect who'd had the room before me had broken the frame and it hadn't been replaced. God, I was feral back then. Hopefully now Bethany can see that I'm a responsible adult and not the tearaway I once was.

She slipped her hand into mine as we went upstairs. "I was never there for the mattress. I was there for the company. I've been daydreaming about being back in your bed for years and tonight is my big chance."

My face just about split apart, my grin was so big. This woman really knew how to hit me hard in the feels. She was saying everything I ever hoped she would say to me. It gave me hope that maybe she would want to pick up where we left off three years ago, I just had to show her I was worth the risk.

I was beyond thrilled when she began unbuttoning my shirt the minute we were in my room. I dipped my head and took her lips in a searing kiss.

I remembered to be cautious and not greedy with her. I didn't want to do anything to scare her, not when I just got her back in my life.

I ran my fingers through her dark hair and told her, "This is the first time we've been together in a very long time. Just so you know, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do tonight. If you want, we can cuddle and talk, or just fool around. I'm happy to take this as fast or slow as you want, querida."

"Nope," she stated teasingly. "You've already offered me the big D. No take backs."

I bit back a laugh, because she was being naughty, and I really liked that. The old Bethany was sweet and shy, I liked that too, though I was curious and excited as hell to see whether naughty or nice Bethany would be in bed with me tonight. "You know, men call it the big C."

She ran her hand down my stomach and over the hard bar of my cock which was straining to be released from my pants. "I don't care what we call it, I just want to play with it."

"I'm more than a pretty cock. You know that, right?" My mock indignation got a laugh out of her.

She began unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. "In all seriousness, you are way more than a hot body, so don't go thinking I'm only in it for the sex." Shoving my jeans off my hips, she added, "Wow! You've filled out over the last few years."

I thumped my chest with one hand. "You mean my muscles or my cock? Because I'm pretty sure that fucker is the same monster he's always been."

She grinned up at me. "Of course I mean the muscles. You've bulked up. You look like a movie star."

"You make me sound glamourous. Trust me, I'm not. I got all my muscles from hitting the gym almost every day and doing manual labor for a living."

"It looks good on you, not that the Lucas I used to know didn't have a hot body, too."

I scrambled to talk myself up to her because the opportunity presented itself. "I've got lots of good qualities. For example, I'm honest, loyal, smart enough to take myself from the rain and persevere no matter the circumstance." Easing her back onto the bed, I came down on top of her, "I know that I didn't protect you last time and I won't make that mistake a second time."

Her hands came out to land on my chest, and she murmured, "I never blamed you when things in my life went wrong. I know it's because of me. It's an unfortunate fact that bad men are drawn to me."

I reached up, captured one of her hands in mine and brought it to my lips. "Good men are drawn to you as well. Don't ever forget that, Bethany."

Cupping my face in her hands, she pulled me down for a kiss. There wasn't nothing in the world better than the woman I had loved all those years ago and who I'd never forgotten wanting me back, opening herself to sharing intimacy with me again after all this time.

"I still think about your scent and taste. About how soft your skin is and just having you close."

She tugged me closer and said, "Believe it or not, I've spent a lot of time daydreaming about that tongue of yours as well."

I moved down to run my lips over her neck. "You know what they say, great minds think alike."

Bethany melted into my touch. "I'm glad we carved out a little time to spend together. Your grand opening has been keeping you pretty busy, and I've taken on far too many events lately."

My hand slid down to caress the soft skin of her stomach and I felt her tense up.

"My body has changed," she said sounding wistful or maybe even sad.

"You've blossomed. You're a mom now, it suits you."

She bit her lip and looked like she was about to say something, but was undecided.

"Are you really okay with us going all the way tonight, Bethany?" I could hear the neediness in my own voice when I spoke, but I wanted to make sure that she wanted this and wasn't doing what she thought I expected.

She leaned in to give me a kiss, I could feel the swell of her breasts against my chest and my cock jumped in appreciation. "I'm sure. If we both want to spend a night together, what's the harm?"

Happiness and anxiety warred for top place in my emotions. I was thrilled that she wanted me, but I didn't like the remark about us being together for a night. I wanted far more than one night with Bethany. Instead of arguing the point, I decided to convince her with my touch "Trust me, I know just what you need. I've always known. Just let me take care of you tonight."

She opened her legs, bringing them up on either side of my body. I settled down in the space she created for me and got down to the business of pleasuring the woman I loved. She arched her back displaying her luscious breasts for me to see. I could see the changes in her body now. Her breasts were fuller and her hips were a little wider which made my mouth water as I thought about tasting what lay between her legs. Her newfound lush body came from carrying another man's child. I would have given anything for that baby to have been mine, but luck was not on my side.

When I licked and sucked her nipples, she arched her back, practically shoving her breasts in my face. I eagerly went to town, nipping, teasing, and sucking on those nipples until she was aroused and needy.

Her hand came up to run through my hair. "I always did love the way you touch me, Lucas."

Something about her using my given name when we were intimate felt right.

I wrapped my lips around her nipple and redoubled my efforts at seduction. Licking, flicking the tip with my tongue and gently squeezing them made her moan and writhe beneath me. I licked where my teeth had touched her skin before I pulled down her panties exposing her glorious pussy. "Show me where you want my mouth next, querida."

Her cheeks heated for a brief second as she squirmed to get comfortable. I wondered what she was thinking right now. I knew from when were together that she was shy but liked showing herself to me. Right now, she looked excited and aroused as she slowly parted her legs for me. Seeing her wet and ready for me was such a turn on. This woman was everything any man could possibly hope for. It made me want to wife her up in the worst way.

I slid down and dropped a kiss onto her stomach. "Just relax and let me give you the pleasure you deserve tonight."

"I've missed this," she whispered.

I kissed my way down her lush body, enjoying every soft dip and curve and I rubbed my cheek across her stomach. I realized somewhere along the way that I'd never known anything as luxurious as her soft skin.

"I've missed you so much, Bethany."

She wove her fingers thought my hair and pressed my head down between her legs. "Not Bethany. Tonight, I'm your querida."

"You'll always be my querida. Never doubt that for a second," I growled as my tongue slid along her slit, teasing and tasting her sweet body once more.

Bethany just kept running her finger through my hair and telling me how great I was at oral. Emboldened by her praise, I drove my tongue straight into her core and reveled in the taste of her body. It was salty with a hint of sweetness. In an instant it came flooding back. I remembered exactly how she liked her clit touched. She liked small, firm, tight circles around her tender bud. The one thing that had always sent her soaring over the edge was having her clit sucked. So I did that until she pressed her body against my mouth, and she moaned, "Yes, just like that. You're fucking amazing."

If I could spend the rest of my life with my face between Bethany's legs, I'd die a happy man. Making her come not once, but twice on my tongue, filled my chest with pride. I craved all the little sounds she made. When she screamed my name and pushed my head away, I went grudgingly, not understanding how I could enjoy licking her more than she could stand being licked. It seemed like some immutable but wholly unfair anomaly that God was using to punish me.

I crawled back up her body and braced my weight on my arms to keep from crushing her smaller form. Her expression was dreamy and pleased. I moved a strand of hair out of her face and enjoyed the sight of my woman. Without even thinking, I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked them clean of her juices.

She reached out and playfully smacked my hand away. "Don't do that."

I laughed at her antics. "If you had any idea how good you taste, you wouldn't deprive me."

"I don't know why I'm surprised. You were always totally into licking my pussy. I can't imagine mine is all that different from every other woman's."

"See, that's where you're wrong. Nothing in my world has ever tasted better than you, querida."

She grinned up me. "I bet you say that to all the girls."

"I fucking well do not. Don't get me riled up. We're supposed to be reconnecting."

"Riled up for you is sassing back, like a little schoolboy. I can't imagine you ever going off on a woman."

"Well, you're right about that. I would never act out against a woman or child for that matter. I just don't have it in me to terrorize people weaker than me."

A slight frown crossed her pretty face. "I'm not weak if that's what you've been thinking."

My head snapped up, "Of course I don't think you're weak. You've survived on your own in rough circumstances and managed to grow a whole new human inside of that magnificent and resilient body of yours. When I say weaker, I only mean physically. I work out and spar with the brothers regularly. I can't imagine many women who could take me on." Stopping to think about it for a second, I add, "Maybe a female kickboxer. Those women are tough."

"What about those mixed martial arts champions?"

"Champions. I don't think that's what they're called."

She laughed. "I was going to say martial artist but that made them sound more artistic and less badass."

"I see where you're going with that. Just, please don't ever think that I see you as weak."

"I won't but right now we're only half finished. You promised me the big D, remember?"

Grinning like a mad fool, I replied, "Yeah, I remember all about promising you my big, thick, juicy cock."

A mischievous grin ate up her face. "I like the way you say it better."

"I gotta talk up my cock if I want you to like it." Bringing her hand down to grasp it, I add, "It's nice and thick to fill you up, and long enough to hit all the right spots. He remembers what you like too."

When she notched the head of my cock at her entrance, I felt like I was about to enter paradise.

Moving forward slightly, I began to push myself into her soaking core. Her nails dug into my chest, alerting me that I needed to slow down and give her time to adjust to my generous endowment. "You're gonna have to open up if you want all of me, bring those legs up and wrap them around my hips."

She brought her legs up high around my ribs with gratifying speed. It opened her up a little more and I made use of the extra space by slowly impaling her on my cock. This was exactly where I wanted to live the rest of my natural life. Between Bethany's legs, giving her all the pleasure my hefty cock had to offer.

Her hands came down to part her pussy lips I almost forgot how much she liked feeling me slide in and out of her body that way. It's almost like feeling me inside her wasn't enough. She wanted her hands feeling the glide of my cock as well, even though it was wet with her juices.

I looked down between our bodies and watched my cock moving in and out. I loved the way her fingers fluttered around the length of me each time I pulled out.

"Fuck, babe, that feels so good," I gasped.

I loved the way she met me thrust for thrust and moaned lustily when I hit the right spot. The woman of my dreams loved the way I fucked just as much as she ever did. The harder I moved, the louder she got until she was going wild beneath me. She scratched and clawed my chest, leaving marks on my body. I looked down at my chest and smiled. I looked forward to proudly wearing my new marks of honor. Each time my shirt caused one of them to burn, it would remind me of how well I pleased her tonight.

Plus, I'm the kind of sick fucker who gets off on the tiny bite of pain while my cock is getting some play. It just makes the pleasure all the more potent.

It took her no time at all to come all over my cock. I slowed my thrusts and let her ride out her orgasm on my hard cock. She loved it when I did this. All her little quirks were coming back to mind now that she was naked in my bed.

Looking down into her lovely face, I could tell when she got her second wind. Her hand flexed around my cock. "You didn't come, yet."

"I never do. You know I always save it for the grand finale."

She smiled up at me. "Actually, I do remember that about you. You were always pretty disciplined about that. Why's that?"

"It's because once I come, I'll usually get hard again. But it's no guarantee. I decided early on to make sure you were completely comatose from getting fucked on my cock before I allowed myself to come."

Her mouth dropped open and her expression turned a bit bewildered. "I can't believe that's your reasoning. In a fair world, we'd been having equal numbers of orgasms. You know that, right?"

I brought up one hand to cup the side of her face before murmuring, "I thank God we don't live in a fair world, querida. Because if we did, there is no way in hell that I'd ever have ever caught the notice of a woman like you."

My comment must have hit her in the feels because she teared up a bit. "I think you have that backwards, babe." Glancing down at my still hard cock, stuffed balls deep inside her welcoming body, she asked, "I could definitely go again. What's next?"

Leaning over her, I give her a hot kiss. "We could do that thing you love where you fuck yourself on my cock."

Her eyes lit up. "Oh, that's one of my favs."

When I back up and got off her, she scrambled into place with an eagerness I wasn't anticipating for a woman that had already came two or three times. I moved into position behind her, put my cockhead into position and waited for her to do her thing. Bethany was an absolutely beautiful woman with the loveliest ass I'd ever seen. I ran my hand appreciatively over her ass cheek, letting my fingers trail along her slit to her clit.

When she moaned and pressed herself back onto my cock, I held firm. If I'm being honest with myself, I'd admit that it was incredibly difficult not to take her from behind. I'd have loved that, but my Bethany loved doing it herself. This way she got to set the pace, decide how deeply she wanted me and even control the angle of the thrust. Tonight, my woman was having it all her own way. My free hand closed over of her shoulder and I jerked her back onto my cock repeatedly.

Bethany worked my cock like she owned it, along with my heart. And I loved every single minute of it. I was always there for whatever she wanted, but it was moments like this that made me realize just how lucky I was to have her back in my life and made me want to double my efforts to make sure she stayed there.

Within moments, she exploded all over again, creaming enough to make any man proud. When I saw that she was getting tired, I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her back flush with my chest and pounded into her with abandon.

I heard her gasp breathlessly "Oh God!"

My heart thumped a steady beat in my chest as Bethany's moans got loader.

I moved slightly, intent on finding her g-spot and made sure my cock rubbed her just how she liked. I reached around and stroked her clit with my free hand, feeling her juices coat my fingers.

"Come for me, querida. I'm gonna shoot my load in your pussy and I wanna feel you clench me as you come." I redoubled my efforts and soon she was screaming as I impaled her with my cock and rubbed her clit at the same time.

When I felt her flutter around my cock as she came, I kept the pressure steady until she finally tapped out. I pulled out one time and slammed back in, feeling my balls tighten, then letting out a shout as I emptied my ball sack in one long, forceful stream. I came with such force that it made my balls ache.

When she collapsed back onto my chest, I laid us down and curled protectively around her body.

She whispered breathlessly, "That was unbelievable."

"Hands down the best sex we've ever had, right?"

Looking over her shoulder at me, she smiled. "I'm not sure it was the best ever because you have given me some outstanding sex before. But I'd say it's in the top three at least."

I responded playfully, "Then I'll have to try harder next time."

"Maybe next time I can return the favor and suck your cock."

Next time.

So, she wasn't discounting the fact that we had something that might last longer than a night.

We talked a little more and tumbled off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms. As darkness claimed me, I could feel raw emotions of love and hope settle down in my heart.