F*cking Awkward (3 page)

“Maybe later. We’ll have to see. We honestly came here to spend some time alone because our lives have been so hectic,” Colton replied.

“Man, I hear ya. I own my own business, and it keeps me running.”

Not wanting to keep the conversation going any longer than necessary, Colt replied as vaguely as he could. “So you understand.”

“I definitely understand. My lawn-mowing business is crazy busy. Especially down here where it never gets cold enough for grass to stop growing. Lawns need maintenance care. Landscaping needs new mulch. Always something to do. Oh, I’m Tim, by the way.” He stepped more into their space to extend his hand to Colt.

Withholding a groan, Colt sat up and shook the man’s hand. “Colt. Chaise.”
Tim is obviously an idiot
, Colt decided.

“Well, I’ll let you two get back to it then. See y’all later.”

“Inside, woman. Right now. It’s time to barricade the doors, draw all the shades, and have you all to myself. No damn jellyfish stings. No intruding, rude-ass strangers. Just you, me, the bed, and several other places over the course of the night.”

“You know I love it when you get bossy like that.”

“Come on, I’ll show you bossy.”

After locking every door, closing all the blinds, and setting the mood music to drown out any outside sounds, Colt led Chaise to the bedroom. “Finally. No interruptions. If anyone knocks on the door, we’ll just ignore them. If they won’t go away, I’ll shoot them. Let the damn house burn down around us, I don’t care. This is
our
time.”

“You’re overdressed for our date.”

“So are you. But I can fix that right now.”

Colton grabbed his bag of special tricks while Chaise undressed and positioned herself on the bed.

“Uh, babe? I’m not sure how sturdy this bed is.” She scrunched her face up in concern as she tested the vintage bed. The wrought-iron headboard was beautiful, but the entire structure felt a little too shaky when she moved.

He grabbed the iron post of the footboard and shook the bed. “It’s fine. It’s just old and feels different than our bed.”

After quickly shedding his clothes, he climbed on the bed with her and began removing items from his arsenal. With each item, Chaise’s eyes grew wider and so did her smile. “You have been prepping for this.”

“Damn straight. Hope our friendly neighbors don’t need much sleep tonight.” He waggled his eyebrows and picked up the Duotone balls first. “I want to try these on you.”

“What are they?”

“They’re like Ben Wa balls, but these have smaller balls inside that roll around when you move. They’re supposed to increase sensations and stimulation. This string just makes it easier to remove them. Let’s see if they work while I work on you.”

“Death by orgasm. Sounds like heaven.”

Using the lubricant he’d bought with the toy, Colt gently pushed the pleasure balls into her pussy. With a devilish smirk, he settled between her legs and covered her clit with his mouth. The sensation made her back involuntarily arch in pleasure, and she cried out to him.

“Baby, you feel so good,” she moaned. When he pushed his finger inside her, her fingers gripped his short, blond hair and held on tightly. His second finger, in addition to the feel of his mouth on her and the Duotone balls inside her, was all it took to push her over the edge. “Oh fuck, Colton!”

“I’m going to fuck you with these balls inside your sweet pussy,” Colt stated resolutely. “If it hurts at all, tell me and I’ll stop immediately.”

“Okay,” she nodded, her excitement obvious.

Unsure of how she would like the feel of both his cock and the balls inside her, Colt pushed into her slowly at first. Her body adjusted to accept his size, and she soon began moving in time with him. Knowing she wasn’t in pain gave him the push he needed, and his thrusts became more forceful. The more his cock glided across the balls and the more her inner muscles clenched him, the more he had to hold back to make it last longer.

The room grew hotter and hotter, their bodies became slick with sweat, and Chaise drew nearer and nearer to an earth-shattering climax. She gripped his back with her fingers, her nails digging in as he brought her body closer and closer to ecstasy. With his restraint tested to the limits, he surged into her with reckless abandon, and she screamed loudly in pleasure as her orgasm tore through her.

A split second later, her grip slipped off of his back slick with sweat, and her fisted hand flew toward her face, connecting directly with her eye. In the midst of screaming his name in desire, she shouted curses in pain. “Oh my God, Colton! Oh, God! Fuck, that hurt! Shit! Oooooowww!”

“Are you okay, babe?” He unsuccessfully tried to hide his chuckle.

“Yeah. Damn, that hurt.” She laughed at herself. “Rough sex souvenir.”

“Lucky for you, we’re not finished. Turn over and get on your knees for me.”

Eagerly doing as he asked, she turned over and waited on all fours. He pushed inside her, gripping her hips with his fingers, and slammed into her repeatedly. Working up to his own release, his head dropped back and he tuned out everything else except the exquisite feel of her pussy clenched around his cock.

The unexpected cold, wet intrusion in the crack of his ass made him immediately jump to his feet without conscious thought. There behind him, on the bed, stood Harper, the gender-confused black Lab overgrown puppy. Her mouth was parted, her tongue hanging out, and she genuinely seemed to be smiling at him. “What the fuck? How’d you get in here?”

“What?” Chaise turned her head and locked eyes with the dog. “What? How? I don’t understand.”

Colt jumped down, grabbed Harper’s collar, and led her to the carport door. “The damn doggie door wasn’t locked. She just came in on her own.”

He rejoined Chaise on the bed. “Now, where were we?” His fingers glided up her legs to her pussy, where the string from the balls hung. Giving it a light tug, he tried to remove them. But they wouldn’t budge.

“Relax, babe.”

“I am relaxed.”

He pulled again. But they wouldn’t move. “Lie down on your stomach for me.”

She glanced over her shoulder at him, giving him a dubious look, but lay flat on her stomach just the same. With another pull, he felt them shift slightly, but he still couldn’t remove them without pulling harder and possibly hurting his wife.

“Colt. What the hell is going on?”

“They won’t come out.”

“What? What do you mean they won’t come out?”

“I mean, they won’t come out. They’re stuck.”

She buried her face in the pillow and shouted obscenities into it. “You have to get them out, Colt. I refuse to go to the emergency room with Ben Wa balls in my hoo-ha and become the poster child of the hospital for a safe-sex campaign.”

“They’re not Ben Wa. They’re Duotone.”

“I don’t care. I do not care. Do you hear me? Get them out.”

“I’ll try more lube. Hang on a second.” He searched for the lubricant he’d used to insert them, but he couldn’t find the tube. “Shit. Just give me a minute. I’ll open the other bottle. I can’t find the one I used a few minutes ago.”

After rattling around in his bag, he pulled out another tube and squirted a generous amount on his fingertips. Gently inserting his fingers inside her, he coated her insides with the slick substance, making sure to cover the balls as well. He gently tugged on the string but with no luck. Giving it a harder tug proved even less helpful, as the string broke in his hand.

“Oh, shit,” he murmured, more to himself than to her.

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit!” she screamed.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“I’m on fire! Holy shit, what did you do?” Chaise jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, her hands cupping her sex as she ran, yelling curse words every step of the way. “What the hell kind of lube is that?”

Colt’s jaw fell slack, and he picked up the bottle. “
Wickedly ultra-warming lube with ultra-wicked sensations
” was the tag line he’d failed to read before he so generously applied it. “Just everyday, normal lube, babe. You must have sensitive skin.”

“The hell you say,” she yelled from the bathroom, over the rush of water flowing into the tub. After several minutes of soaking in the tub, she rejoined him in the bedroom and pitched the Duotone balls at him. “Seems like the string was longer when you first showed them to me.”

“It may have snapped in two when I pulled on it too hard.”

“Uh-huh. Let’s see that bottle of lube now.”

“I lost it.”

“Both bottles?”

“Yep,” he lied. “Ready to finish now?”

Her stare bored holes into him at first, but she finally relented, remembering the reason why they arranged the getaway in the first place. “Okay, but no more toys. No more lube made by the habanero farmers. No more public, indecent-exposure sexcapades. Just you, me, and the bed. At this point, I’m even afraid of trying shower sex.”

“You can be on top and in control. I’ll just lie here and please you.”

“Deal.”

After a repeat of the foreplay, without the added toys, Chaise straddled Colt and eased herself onto his cock until he was fully inside her. She began rocking her hips, moving them up and down, and relishing in the sensations as he thrust his hips upward to meet hers. With the recent events forgotten, they once again moved rapidly in tandem and became lost in their passion-fueled frenzy. Colt grabbed the wrought-iron headboard in an attempt to stop it from banging against the wall as Chaise continued to ride him, milking every last drop from him.

“Babe.” Colt hated to interrupt her bliss, especially with the beautiful expression of complete satisfaction on her face and her head thrown back in fervor. But he had to tell her.

As if on cue, the corner of the bed frame broke the moment he started to warn her about the headboard banging against the wall. With both of his hands holding the headboard up, he could only watch as Chaise toppled over with the momentum of the mattresses suddenly falling to the side. He released the headboard, but he was too late to stop her as she fell headfirst into the nightstand. After hitting her forehead on the corner of the table, she landed on the hard floor in a complete daze.

Her stunned expression, coupled with her naked body lying on the floor, nursing a quickly growing bump on her forehead, pushed Colt into action. He jumped out of the broken bed and scooped her up in his arms. “Baby, are you okay?”

“Yeah. That hurt like hell, though.” She began to laugh hysterically when her gaze landed on the bed. “I’m kind of proud of that, in a strange way.”

Colton began to laugh along with her and kissed the throbbing knot on her forehead. “I’m kind of proud of my wife, too. I can’t wait to tell the guys this story. Well, part of it anyway.”

She smacked his chest playfully. “Leave out the part where I hit my head.”

“Oh no, I’m sharing that part. I’ll just add that it didn’t stop you in the least bit.”

After he checked her head to make sure she was really okay, they took a quick shower and Colt fixed the bed. “No big deal. The screw just came loose from the frame.”

“Colton, I know we have this place for the next several days, but I think I’d really like to go home tomorrow.”

“I’m so fucking glad you said that. I don’t know if we’ll survive another night here. Don’t worry, we’ll still have four days alone at home. No one has to know we’re back.”

“That sounds like the perfect getaway to me. No more adventures for a while!”

“The only adventure I want is to plan our revenge against Liz for sending us here in the first place,” Colton deadpanned. “I think she’s about to win an all-expense paid vacation to a place of our choice, with activities hand-picked just for her, and every moment captured on video for our amusement.”

A
.D
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R
eed

“
A
ri
?” I shout, walking through the house and looking for my family. The rooms are silent so I go to the patio and repeat, “Ari, are you out here?”

There’s a splashing in the pool and I see my son, Davis, and daughter, Katy, playing quietly. Katy’s grinning wide as she jumps into Davis’s arms and then swims back to the stairs.

I see movement under the cabana before I spot Ari holding our eighteen- month old son, Corbin, in the shade. She looks up and gives me a blinding smile and then starts to sway in place in a move I recognize well. Corbin’s molars are breaking though, and he hasn’t been sleeping well. But now he’s passed out in her arms as she pats his back soothingly.

There’s a twist in my gut and I take a minute to soak in the sight. My Ari, my children… my fucking family. Some nights, I wake up and walk through the house to watch them all sleep and thank God Ari came back into my life.

She kisses his head gently and puts him in his pack n’ play, then locks eyes with me as she slowly pulls her cover up over her head. My dick hardens instantly as she deliberately shimmies to the side of the pool and sits, her legs hanging in the water.

Her bright green bikini sparkles in the sun, and images flood my mind of the last time she wore it. My eyes undress her slowly and my mind fills with fantasies of fucking her on the outdoor bar… again; having her spread out before me as I kiss every inch of her skin until I run my tongue along her pussy and taste her greedily. My cock jerks in my shorts and grows even harder as I picture her legs wrapped around my neck when I suck her clit as she comes against my lips. I’d fuck her hard on top of that bar, and she’d scream my name until she was hoarse.

Jesus! What the fuck is wrong with me? I cup my dick to try to stop the ache and force myself to think of anything but being buried deep inside Ari.

We wouldn’t change our life for anything in the world, but lately, I’ve felt the need to be alone with my wife and show her over and over how much I fucking need her. It’s more than the sex; it’s the comfort I get with her naked and writhing in my arms.

It’s hard to find the time get away with her during football season, but I talked her into coming to Chicago this weekend for my game. For four nights, I’ll have her all to myself with no interruptions. I can’t fucking wait.

She locks eyes with me and starts to blush, undoubtedly knowing what I’m thinking. The stare is broken when Katy paddles over and clings to her legs. She says something and Ari laughs, rubbing her wet hair out of her face. My little girl looks so much like her mother it scares the shit out of me. She has Ari’s dark hair, green eyes, and the signature dimples that will make any man melt. I’ve decided she’s going to an all-girls school until she’s eighteen and then possibly college.

I walk through the yard, picking up the football laying on the ground and chuck it at Davis, who leaps to catch it.

“Hey, honey, how was practice?” Ari asks when I get closer.

“Good. How was your day?” I squat behind her and rub along her shoulders, kissing her neck, then blow a kiss to Katy.

“I cheated and picked up Davis early from school.” She looks back at me and bites her lip nervously. “I have mommy guilt.”

I’m not surprised. She usually only travels to a few of my away football games, and it kills her to leave the kids with my mom for a whole weekend. It’s not unusual for her to get Davis early from school the night before we leave.

“Sure he enjoyed it.”

A text dings on my phone and I groan when I see it’s from the security gate.

“Angel, you expecting company?”

She leans down to whisper something in Katy’s ear and then helps her to the side. Ari leans back then swings around, standing and pulling me with her. Linking our hands, she tugs me to the edge of the cabana and wraps her arms around my neck. My hands grip her hips gently and pull her in close. I drop my mouth to hers, slipping my tongue between her lips, and taste her briefly before breaking away to kiss along her mouth.

“Sophie and Jack are coming for dinner,” she whispers.

I freeze and she lets out a soft giggle.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. I have plans tonight, and they don’t include our best friends.” I thrust my hips to hers.

“Baby, there’s more.”

I close my eyes and breathe deeply. Whatever comes out of her mouth next is no doubt going to piss me off. Because I already know it could fuck with my weekend.

My
kids-free
,
fuck-against-every-surface in the hotel suite, and set the record for mind-blowing orgasms
, weekend with my wife.

“Tell me now, Ari, so I can squash the plans before they walk in.”

“Sophie is surprising Jack with a weekend in Chicago for his birthday.”

“No, no, no,” I say, over and over, trying to erase the idea. I love my best friend, but I’d rather give him a thousand dollar bottle of scotch than share my weekend with him.

“Reed!” Ari slaps me on my chest and raises an eyebrow. “Stop it!”

“Ari, I got us a suite… We leave tomorrow and don’t come back until Tuesday morning. I have plans for us that don’t include anyone but you and me naked.”

“They’re not staying with us. I think it will be fun.”

I don’t get a chance to argue when the back door opens and Katy takes off running for Jack, who comes out of the house carrying his two-year old daughter. He puts her down and the two girls collide, rolling in the grass as they screech in excitement.

Sophie steps out, followed by Ari’s other best friend, Luke, and his fiancée, Gretchen.

I moan and drop my head. It’s going to be a long night.

“I swear I didn’t know they were coming, too,” Ari says softly.

The adults join us at the pool, Luke yanking off his shirt and shoes and jumping in to dunk Davis before greeting anyone. Davis tries to wrestle with him, but it’s useless and he ends up on Luke’s shoulders.

“Dad! Get on your suit and come in!”

“Yes, why don’t you have on your suit?” Sophie pinches my side, and slides between Ari and me to give her a hug.

An idea pops into my head, and I jerk my chin at Jack. He grins and nods, then lifts the little girls in both arms and gets in the pool.

“Actually, Soph, the suit I want is in the boat. Since you’re here, maybe you can help watch the kids while Ari helps me change.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hear Ari suck in a breath.

“You two are ridiculous! Do I look like your babysitter?”

Gretchen giggles as I sidestep Sophie and bend to lift Ari over my shoulders. “Sophie, Corbin’s asleep. He should be fine for at least thirty minutes. The other two are occupied. We’ll be back in a bit.” I tune out Sophie’s protest and make our way down the dock to the boat with Ari trying to get loose from my grip.

When we get inside the cabin, I place Ari on her feet and crush my mouth to hers to drown out her squeaks of irritation. One hand goes to her head and caresses her neck, while the other grabs her ass and pulls her close. She gives up her resistance and tilts her head, allowing me full access.

Our tongues twirl together as her hands glide up my sides, bringing my shirt with them. I break away just to rip it over my head then go back to kissing her. She braces her forearms on my shoulders and hops up, wrapping her legs around my waist.

A thrill shoots up my spine when her body is fully plastered to mine. Her skin is warm and her tits poke into my chest, causing my mouth to water.

“I want you now.” One hand grazes around her hipbone and then down, pinching her clit gently. “I’m thinking you need a preview of what I have planned for this weekend.”

“God, yes,” She tosses her head back when I slide two fingers into her slick heat. Her legs tighten as she clenches my fingers and thrusts against my hand.

I back her into the small door and bend my head to suck her nipples through the fabric while stroking my fingers inside her. I pick up the pace when she starts to whimper and grind. My dick is straining, begging me to finish so he can slide in. Blood rushes and rings in my ears when Ari’s nails dig into the back of my scalp and she rocks faster.

“Come for me, Angel. Let go.”

“Reed, oh God, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

“Never.” I slip another finger in and tweak her clit with my thumb. She shoots off, throwing her head to my shoulder and clutching me tighter.

I keep her balanced while removing my hand, shoving my shorts down. The cool air hitting my cock does nothing to stop the pulsing.

I move her bathing suit back to the side and slide in easily, swallowing the urge to cry at the sensations flooding me. Her warmth sucks me in, and I pause when our hips are pressed together.

My body stills and I breathe deeply, trying to control the urge to blow. Ari’s soft lips nip along my jawline until they reach my ear.

“Reed?” she whispers seductively, nibbling on my earlobe.

“Yes?”

“You need to start moving.”

“Give me a sec. I want this to last more than ten seconds.”

Her giggle fills the room, and she swivels her hips to tease me. The friction lights a fire, and I start to move, rocking back and forth. Her earlier giggle turns into a long, sexy, moan of approval.

From the first time I had sex with Ari, I’ve memorized her sounds and the way her body responds to me. Hearing her now tells me she’s going to come again. Pride surges through me that my girl loves my dick.

My thrusts increase and my release coils in the pit of my stomach. I lick along her collarbone, nipping at the sensitive skin at the base of her neck. She scrapes her nails down my back, and I lose control, pounding into her. Our bodies bang into the door, and the air around us heats with sexual energy.

“Reed…”

“Angel, don’t hold back.”

“I’m going to come again. Oh God. It feels so good.”

“Your pussy is gripping me so hard. Wet, hot, slick, I feel it in my balls. Baby, give it to me. I want to hear you scream my name while I fuck you hard.”

I know the dirty talk has done the trick when she lets out a throaty whimper and then starts to push into me, her muscles going tight.

“R-R-R EEED!” she screams and flies apart in my arms.

I’m ready, my own orgasm peeking and my vision getting spotty.

Then it happens… one of my worst fears.

“Mommy? Daddy?”

I freeze and pray I’m not hearing what I think I am. Ari tenses and whips her head up, eyes locking on mine. Fear and panic wash over her face.

“Please, no,” she whispers.

“Mommy? Are you okay?” Davis’s voice floats through the door, this time louder. Followed by my baby girl.

“Daddddyyyyy, where are you?”

There’s a light banging at the door and then the sounds of feet skittering.

“Fuck! You’ve got to be kidding me,” I hiss, trying to swallow the pain in my dick.

“Let me down… I can’t believe this.” Ari starts to wiggle, trying to step out of my arms.

Even the shock of my kids on the other side of the door doesn’t stop the thundering pulse of my dick begging for release.

“Ari, you have to stop moving.”

“Oh God… oh God… How the hell are we going to explain this? Davis already has questions about how Corbin and Katy got here.”

I set her on her feet and slide out right as another knock on the door comes. “Dad?”

“Be right there, Davis.” I tuck myself in my shorts and wince as my swollen balls rub against the fabric.

Ari arranges her bathing suit, but the rest of her body is harder to disguise. Scruff marks from my face are all along her neckline, and her face is completely flushed. Her slick ponytail is now completely messy. She goes into the small bathroom and throws me my shirt.

“Tell them I’m in the bathroom.”

“I’m pretty sure they heard you.”

“Reed! That’s not funny!” she whisper-shouts.

“Fuck no, it’s not funny. Look at this.” I point to the bulge in my shorts. “Nothing about this is funny.”

She gives me a sympathetic look then shuts herself in, leaving me to face our children, who probably heard me tell their mom I wanted to hear her scream while I fucked her hard.”

I take a few deep breaths as the banging starts again. Squaring my shoulders, I open it casually, expecting to see my children with worried expressions.

Instead, my blood starts to boil.

Jack and Sophie lean against the railing with conniving smirks. Jack waves his phone at me, and I clearly hear the sound of my children’s recorded voices.

“If you just did what I think you did, I’m going to KILL YOU!” I growl.

Sophie bursts into laughter and bends over, holding on to Jack for support. His grin dies and he gives me a guilty look.

“Sorry, man, but I was coerced.”

“Coerced? You want to explain?”

“What’s going on? Where are the kids?” Ari comes up, sliding an arm around my waist.

“These assholes thought it would be funny to play a practical joke. The kids aren’t here. I assume they’re still in the pool with Luke?”

Jack nods.

Ari lets out a low whistle and tightens her grip on me. “Sophie, was this your idea? Even for you, this is going a little far. ”

“I plead the fifth.”

“Fifth my ass! Payback is fucking hell, Jack.”

He throws his arms in the air in an act of innocence. “I was bribed. There was no choice.”

“Sexual bribery,” Ari mutters.

“What the fuck?”

“It was too tempting, serves you right. You should learn to behave when you have company.” Sophie smirks.

My face starts to heat, and I open my mouth to reply, when Davis calls for us and I turn to see him waving from the edge of the lawn. “You coming, Dad?”

Shit!
I wish I was coming
, I think to myself and shake the thought out of my head.

“Be right there!” I yell, knowing there’s no way Ari will let me take her back into the cabin.

“Don’t you need to change into your suit, Reed?” Sophie teases, still clearly happy with herself for interrupting.

I kiss Ari on the forehead and step away before I throw her best friend over the side of the boat. An idea hits me, and I walk back into the cabin and shut the door halfway before looking back and locking eyes with Sophie.