7. Forest

7

FOREST

" D on't worry, I'll have her back for her afternoon soaps," Mrs. Baker says to me as I help my mother into the passenger seat.

"You act like you're not going to race home to watch the exact same shows," my mom says with all the sass she can manage. The two women break out into laughter, but then my mother grunts in pain.

"Are you okay? I can take you to your appointment in my truck," I offer, thinking it has more room for her to stretch her sore leg out. She waves me off.

"I'm fine, Forest. Judy is going to take good care of me, isn't that right?"

"I haven't let you die or get sent to prison yet, so I'd say my track record is pretty good."

The women laugh again, making me smile. Mrs. Baker and my mom have been friends for decades. They once dyed their hair purple and went on a spontaneous trip to Vegas. With that in mind, I suppose Mrs. Baker is a good caretaker. My mother can go a little overboard on the slot machines.

I close the door and wave as they back out of the driveway. Finally .

I love my mother, but it's good for her to get out. Good for me, too. I'm thankful Judy was willing and able to take her to her post-op check-up, though it took a solid forty-five minutes to get my mom loaded up into the car. The two of them always find something to chat about.

Then again, it was a good distraction from Fiona. She's finishing up a project for another class in her room, and it's taken an immense amount of self-control not to barge in there and toss her down on the bed before climbing in next to her and kissing her senseless.

Back inside the house, I pick up a few things around the living room and dust off the TV as well as the bookshelves on either side.

"Hey," comes the sweetest voice in the entire world. I turn and watch Fiona walk up the hallway and into the living room, leaning against the wall as if uncertain of herself.

"Beautiful." The word slips from my lips before I even think about it.

"What?"

"Uh, hey Fiona," I say, clearing my throat.

She narrows her eyes at me, and fuck, that dark look has me thinking all sorts of filthy things. Fiona smirks and takes a few steps forward, pointing her finger at me. "You called me b-e-a-utiful!" she sing-songs.

I reach for Fiona, wrapping my fingers around her outstretched hand and pulling her into me. "I don't just think you're beautiful," I rasp, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear before kissing her pulse point. "I think you're stunning. Sexy as hell. A siren sent to lure me in. Swear to God, Fiona, I've never felt this way about anyone."

"Me either," she whispers, tilting her head up to expose more of her neck to me.

I nip at her sensitive flesh, then lick the spot and press a kiss over her skin. I repeat the process lower, lower, lower, nuzzling into the side of her neck and breathing her in.

"I want you, Forest. I want you in a terrifying, thrilling, intense way that I don't know what to do with. I ache for you. All the time."

"I want you, too. I know I shouldn't, but I can't think of anything or anyone else."

I wrap her long, dark hair around my fist and pull her head back before sealing my mouth over hers. I slide my tongue past her lips and dive into her depths, tasting every inch of her, claiming every inch of her, whether she knows it or not.

Fiona fists my shirt, whimpering and pulling me closer. She wraps her arms around my neck as I slide my hands down her body and grip her ass, grinding her against my swollen dick.

"Forest," she breathes out, finally pulling away from my punishing kiss to gasp for air.

"Yeah, baby girl?" I ask, scraping my teeth down her neck and sucking on her pulse point.

"Show me," she moans, tipping her head back to give me better access.

"There are a lot of things I want to show you, Fiona. You'll have to be more specific," I mumble into the soft skin of her chest before burying my face in her cleavage.

"Sh-show me how much you want me."

"How do you want me to show you, Fiona? With my fingers?" I brush the back of my knuckles over her cheek and across her jaw, then drop my hand down and wrap my fingers around her throat, in a light hold. "Or maybe my tongue?" I ask, pulling her toward me by her neck so I can lick the seam of her lips. "Or are you ready for more? Do you want me to show you what it means to be mine for good?"

"Yours?" she whispers, her eyes filled with vulnerability.

"Mine," I repeat. "Mine to protect and empower. Mine to cherish and support. Mine to provide for and take care of."

Fiona stares at me as she processes my words. I know she's picking them apart and studying each one. She wants to believe me, but she has to see it for herself.? I wait for her mind to catch up with what the rest of her already knows. Fiona trembles in my arms as the truth finally sinks in. I watch it overwhelm her and fill her up with hope.

"Show me," she whispers.

This time, I don't hesitate. I know exactly what she's asking for.

I lift Fiona in my arms and carry her down the hall, setting her at the foot of the bed. She grabs the hem of her shirt and starts to lift it up, but I stop her movement. She looks up at me, half annoyed, half questioning, but I just pull her hands away and hold them at her sides.

"This is what I mean when I say I'm going to cherish you," I say, kissing her temple and nuzzling into her neck. "Will you let me show you how I'll cherish you?"

Her breath catches in her throat as she nods her head.

I press my lips to hers, kissing her softly while slipping my hands barely underneath the hem of her shirt. My fingers play with the waistband of her leggings, dipping inside and caressing her sensitive skin and then pulling away. Fiona shudders, but I just keep kissing and teasing her, working her up, and letting her know she's worth me taking the time.

Slowly, I continue my exploration, inching her shirt up higher and higher while I kiss down her neck, lower and lower. Finally, I pull back just enough to slip the fabric over her head, revealing her perfect breasts. I kiss them too.

My mouth never leaves her skin as I kneel in front of her, catching the elastic waistband of her leggings between my teeth. I pull it and release it, letting it snap against her soft belly. Fiona inhales sharply and rests her hands on my shoulders to help keep her balance.

I peel off her pants, kissing every new inch of smooth skin as it's exposed to me. All that's left is a scrap of pink cotton covering her hot little pussy. I can see she's already dripping, and fuck if that doesn't have the beast in me roaring to life. I want to fuck that cunt. I want to shred the offending garment and shove my dick so deep inside that she'll never want anyone else.

I watch the wet spot on her panties grow bigger, and I can't stop myself from leaning forward and sucking her essence from the fabric.

"Forest!" Fiona whimpers, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

I grunt and grip her hips, stopping her from squirming. I know I need to pull back to get the last piece of fabric off her, but it feels physically impossible for me to be separated from her even that much.

With a growl, I lean back just enough to rip the panties off her body, and then I push her backward, watching her fall onto the bed. I have my face buried between her legs before her back even hits the mattress. My tongue flicks across her clit once, twice, three times, and then Fiona chokes out a scream as she comes on my tongue.

I don't back down. I suck her sensitive bundle of nerves in between my lips and lap at her relentlessly, feeling her warm release drip down my chin. Her thighs snap around my head, but I pry them open, making her take what I give her.

I slide one finger inside her entrance, groaning at her greedy little pussy trying to suck me in deeper. She's so fucking tight, I'll need to stretch her out first. I add a second finger, massaging her silky walls while continuing to draw circles over her clit with the tip of my tongue.

Fiona bows her back off the mattress and claws the back of my head, her pleasure almost too much to contain. Good. I don't want her to contain it. I want it all.

The pads of my fingers rub against her G-spot, making her entire body twitch and spasm. Over and over, I tap her sensitive spot while strumming her clit with my tongue. Fiona pants and whines and shivers beneath me, but I hold her in place as I wind her up, tighter and tighter until her muscles tense, her back stretches, and her mouth opens in a silent scream.

I scrape my teeth across her swollen clit and watch her orgasm ruin her completely. She tries to twist away from me, but I lay my arm over her lower belly and drink down her sweet cum. Only when I feel her start to relax do I tear my mouth away from her.

I place a kiss on one thigh, and then the other, before trailing my lips up her body, licking away the sweat where it pools on her supple skin. When I finally reach her tits, I rub my fingers over her hard nipples, coating them with her own juices.

I pause briefly, just long enough to take in the sight before me. Fiona's lips are parted slightly, her eyes are closed, and her brow is furrowed as if she's concentrating on feeling every single ounce of bliss before it leaves her. She won't have to worry. I'll always give her more.

My eyes travel down to her breasts, now glistening with her own release. I suck on one pebbled peak, swirling my tongue and biting down softly, before turning my attention to the other. Her body arches into my mouth, and I run my hand between her back and the bed, pushing her chest further into my mouth so I can lick and suck her hard little nipples.

I only lift my head up when she's shaking again and carving up my back with her fingernails. "Are you ready for more, Fiona?"

"God, yes," she moans, making me chuckle. I try to sit up, but she clings to me and pulls me back down on top of her. I smile and reward her eagerness with a lingering kiss. "I gotta get up to take my clothes off," I whisper onto her lips before kissing her one last time. Fiona pouts, which is ten kinds of adorable, but she lets go of me.

I scramble out of my clothes as if they are on fire, ripping them off, and flinging them away from me. Fiona giggles and props herself up on her elbows, watching the show. The way her eyes light up with excitement has me leaking precum like a fucking faucet.

I crawl onto the bed again, hovering my naked body over hers. Fiona looks up at me with her beautiful eyes, letting me see how much she trusts me. Then my woman spreads her legs open, inviting me to take all of her, forever. I settle between her thighs and take her lips in a scorching kiss, not letting up until she rocks her hips, trying to get me where she needs me most.

In one quick move, I roll on my back, taking Fiona with me so she's straddling me.

"Forest!" she gasps, steadying herself with her hands spread out on my chest. "What are you doing?"

I slide my hands up her spread legs and grip her hips, positioning her soaking-wet entrance above my cock. "I'm showing you how I'll empower you. I'll give you anything and everything, all you have to do is take it. So, go ahead, Fiona. Take what you want from me. It's all for you."

She holds her breath and locks her eyes on mine as she slowly slides down my dick. It takes a monumental effort not to shove her down and pound into her mercilessly, but that's not what my Fiona needs right now.

Her eyes never leave mine as I fill her up, little by little. I swear I can feel everything she's feeling as our bodies become one. When I bump up against her barrier, Fiona hitches her breath and freezes. This is it. There's no going back after this, and she knows it.

Her jaw clenches and her nostrils flare. "Mine," she growls, dropping down on me completely, fusing us together, body and soul.

"Fiona," I groan, holding her in place so we can feel this together. Her snug little pussy squeezes me so goddamn good. Fuck, I feel every inch of her silky heat and the way her muscles stretch to accommodate me.

"Forest," she answers, her nails biting into my chest as she wiggles her hips, lodging me deeper inside her sweet heaven. "Forest, you feel so good," she moans.

I can't form words right now, so I reach out and rub her clit with my thumb. Her pussy clamps around me, making us both hiss out a breath. Fiona rolls her hips and lifts her ass up, finding what feels good for her.

I hold her steady until she grows confident in her rhythm, and then my hands wander up her gorgeous body, on display just for me. I palm her breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh and pinching her nipples. I begin rocking my hips, thrusting up into her as she slides down on me.

"Jesus, you feel so good," I grit out, already holding back my orgasm. I release her tits and trail my hands down her sides and around to her ass, gripping tightly and angling her hips as I grind into her.

"There! Oh! Fuck, right there," she yells, her muscles locking up as I find her special spot once again. "Yes, yes, yes…" she moans over and over, throwing her head back and bouncing on my cock like a fucking goddess.

"That's it, baby girl. Feels good, doesn't it?"

"M-mm-mmhm," she whimpers.

"I will always make you feel this good," I vow, reaching out and cupping the back of her neck. I pull Fiona down so we're chest to chest, and I take her lips in an all-consuming kiss. I feel her pussy knot around me as her heart pounds against mine.

I hold her closer, feeling her orgasm claw its way out and rip her to shreds. She jerks and twists and gasps for air, but I don't give her any time to recover.

I flip us over, my dick still buried inside his new home, and pound her little pussy into the mattress. I want her to experience pleasure so deep, so addicting, that she'll never doubt our connection.

Our foreheads touch as our hips snap together, both of us wanting to be connected in any way possible. I watch in awe as her pupils dilate and her jaw drops open. Her body tightens around mine and she looks at me almost like she can't believe what is happening.

Fiona comes viciously, one orgasm splintering into another. The hitches and gasps in her breathing turn into moans and whimpers of pleasure that blend together until she's screaming, crying out endlessly as I make her come and hold her there.

I stare at her swollen lips, unable to stop myself from kissing her as I stroke into her again and again. The base of my spine burns as fire flashes through my body all at once, then leaves in a rush of ecstasy. I spill my seed deep inside Fiona's tender, swollen pussy.? She takes all of it, every last drop, clinging to me as we ride out the last of our orgasms together.

Fiona goes limp in my arms as a satisfied sigh leaves her lips. Fuck, I love that I'm the one who did that to her. I roll onto my back and drape Fiona over my chest, wrapping my arms around her. She cuddles even closer and presses a kiss over my heart.

"You okay, Fiona?" I whisper after a few moments of silence.

"I'm…" She sighs, her breath tickling my beard. "I'm incredible."

"I couldn't agree more," I smile, tucking her sweat-slicked hair behind her ear so I can kiss her forehead.

We stay like that for a while, until I feel her start to shiver from the slight chill in the air. I slip out of bed and wet down a washcloth before coming back and kneeling in front of the half-asleep kitten all curled up on the mattress.

"What are you doing?" she slurs, her eyes still closed.

"I'm showing you how I'll take care of you," I murmur, as I gently wipe between her legs. The sight of her blood mixed with our releases should make me feel like an asshole for fucking her so hard, but I can't bring myself to regret anything about what we just shared. It was perfect. One look at my sleepy, satisfied woman, and I know she thinks so, too.

After that's taken care of, I crawl in bed behind Fiona and pull the blankets over us. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her closer, and curl around her body, wanting to cover as much of her body with mine as possible.

She snuggles deeper into my embrace and relaxes completely, letting go of every single thing. I can feel her doubts float away until there's just us.