cock.
Despite
all the women throwing themselves at him, he hadn’t felt the need to jerk off
in what seemed like forever, but Hannah had made him suddenly aware that he
hadn’t had sex in almost a year. He rested his forehead against the tiles in
the stall, seeing her face and her body all while his hand moved at such a fast
speed that his release, his reward, was imminent.
Bear
curled his toes up and then down, crying out as his climax took control of his
body, also shaking it, and making him tingle from head to toe. Damn that had
felt good, but it would feel even better with his dick buried deep inside a
woman.
Hannah.
****
Hannah
closed the book, seeing that Sam had fallen asleep somewhere between the fifth
and sixth chapter. Sometimes she worried that he was maybe too big for a bedtime
story time, but he seemed to come alive as she shared these make believe
stories with him. Something in his eyes always told her he found joy in hearing
her voice and listening to the adventures of the characters on the pages.
Placing
the book on the bookshelf by his bed, she turned back to face him, leaned over,
and kissed him on the cheek. She’d always told herself that she wouldn’t bring
a child into the world because of her own upbringing, but then she’d discovered
she was pregnant and alone. Sam touched his head and his nose twitched, making
her smile. He might not have been planned, but she loved him more than words
could ever describe. They were all one another had in this big sometimes scary
world. She couldn’t think about life without him now, even though some days
were downright tough on both of them.
Hannah
stood, flicked off the light, and tiptoed out of the room. She yawned. It had
been a long day at the café and she was dead on her feet. She’d snuggle down in
her bed and read before turning in for the night.
She
walked to her room and left the door open as she always did just in case Sam
needed her. Most of the time he slept through the night, but sometimes when he
woke, it was almost like he became disorientated about where he was at and
she’d wake up to find him curled up beside her.
Stripping
off, she remembered what she’d witnessed at the café. Sam and
Bear interacting. Maybe that’s what her son needed. A
man around. However, she’d sworn off those eight years ago, but if it
helped her son maybe she’d have to bite the bullet.
Hannah
got under the blankets, scolding herself for pretending her interest in Bear
was purely for her son’s welfare. She found Bear gorgeous, those big eyes, the
wide shoulders, and those powerful looking legs.
She
was rubbing her clit and hadn’t realized it until she started to feel a
stirring in her pussy. Pulling her hand away, she reprimanded herself for the
second time in the last few minutes.
But
damn, it felt so good. Self-pleasuring and thinking about Bear was doubly
devilish.
She
pulled out her paperback book from the drawer in the cabinet beside the bed and
opened it to the page she’d dog-eared.
Why
she read romances she didn’t know. Things always worked out for the characters
in the books. Prince Charming always seemed to save the day. Hers hadn’t
arrived yet. Maybe he never would.
She
felt her pussy pulling again, luring her to touch her clit again. She’d bought
herself a vibrator last year but had then been too scared to use it just in
case the buzzing noise woke Sam. New noises sometimes scared him and other
times they fascinated so she’d be mortified if he ever found it in her bedside
drawer.
However,
right now this was an itch she had to scratch. Might as well get it over and done with . While continuing to read, she pushed her hand under the covers, her finger
quickly finding her clit again. She rubbed it, trying to read but she could no
longer see words, but Bear’s face on each page.
Sliding
down farther in the bed, Hannah put her mouth around the top of the sheet,
feeling and knowing she was going to come any time now. She