Lyon's Heart (33 page)

“I can’t punish you for
making what you thought was the right decision but I can’t reward
you right now either. I came in here to tell you it was okay to see
your little friend after I’ve vetted him. And of course there will
be some rules to follow. But I’m going to hold off on that for now
until you understand why you were wrong not to come to me with
this. We talked about this. Remember the kid last summer that hung
herself in the closet because of bullying?” She nodded her head in
silence.

“She thought she could
handle it too. You messed up baby. I know you weren’t thinking
along those lines but that’s not what this is about. You’re
supposed to come to me with this stuff no matter how big or small.
You’re the child. I’m the parent. It’s my job, my responsibility to
keep you safe. I can’t do that if I don’t know what’s going on.” I
didn’t wait to hear what she had to say, if anything. That shit
hurt, knowing that some little fuck had messed with my girl. Of
course, first thing Monday morning it’s going to be the teacher’s
ass.

Kat was in our room waiting
for me.

“Did you know?”

“No, the boys just told
me.”

“Don’t look like that. I’ll
handle it.”

“I want to go kick their
asses.”

“Way ahead of you
babe.”

She sniffled and wiped her
face. “Colt, you can’t go after kids.”

“I give a fuck, they old
enough to know words hurt, they old enough to take my foot up their
ass for fucking with my kid. I’d burn that fuck to the ground if I
find out they hit my kid.”

“I don’t think it got that
far. Aiden and Quint said that it was just words. But she was in
her room crying Colt, and I didn’t even know. Some mother I
am.”

“Don’t start that shit. I
didn’t know either, and I’ll be fucked if I’m a bad dad. This one
was on your daughter she shoulda come to us. Don’t roll your eyes,
that’s some Kat Lyon shit right there she didn’t get it from me.” I
was trying to ward off the tears I saw gathering in her eyes. I’ve
had enough of that shit for one day.

Kat had hired Carol to work
with her at her firm after the twins were born because she’d
decided that she preferred to stay home with the kids. Anything
happens, she takes it personally. Like she’d failed because she was
the one who’d stayed home. I keep telling her that’s a shit fuck
way to think, but she never listens. She’s going to stress over
this news now for the next couple of weeks, which is only going to
fuck with my head.

“Daddy.”

Shit, it’s the spawn. That’s
all I need to round this shit out.

“Yes Catalina?”

“How come Caitie can have a
boyfriend and I can’t?”

What the fuck?

“Say what now?”

She walked over and sat in
her mother’s lap, thumb in her mouth.

“You heard me daddy.”
Fucking Elena reincarnated, except the other one was still with us.
I don’t know how that shit works.

“Your sister does not have a
boyfriend, and even if she did, you can’t have one because you’re
five.”

“Hah, I’ve got
three.”

This one is going to put me
in the grave for sure.

“Three Catalina, are you
sure?”

“Yes mommy, I’m sure.” Oh
Kat thought this shit was funny. She was fighting hard not to laugh
while I wanted to pull every hair out of my head.

“Well, what’re their
names?”

“Okay, Josh is my play
boyfriend. He likes to play on the swings with me aaaannnnndd Brian
is my homework boyfriend, he does all my homework if I forget.”
Fuck me my daughter is a player.

“And then there’s Cris. He’s
my boyfriend boyfriend because we hold hands and stuff, he’s
seven.”

“HE’S WHAT?”

“Daddy, don’t yell. Grandpa
Dan says only scrubs yell at women. What does that
mean?”

“Your grandpa need to lay
off the pipe.” I mumbled that shit under my breath and waited to
hear what else my little darling had to say.

“So see, I have three whole
boyfriends.”

“Kat you better look into
homeschooling for this one too.”

“Colt, the kids aren’t going
to be homeschooled sheesh.”

“Daddy can I have
my….”

“No, whatever it is,
no.”

“But you didn’t let me
finish?”

“What is it
pumpkin?”

“Can I have a ring here like
mommy?” She pointed to her navel.

“For the love of…go to bed
Catalina.”

“It’s not bedtime yet silly,
it’s the weekend. I get to stay up a whole hour more you
said.”

My shit has come back to
bite me in the ass.

Kat

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, all these 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 of 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 hips 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 cock 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 cock 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 fuck, 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 lust. His dick
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 lust. I played
with my clit as his eyes followed my finger’s movements all the
while fucking his cock nice and slow.

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

“Uh uh, this is my show.” I
rolled my ass around and backward and forward, massaging his cock
with my pussy walls. He dug his fingers into my hips trying to
speed me along, but I wasn’t budging. I wanted him blind with lust
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
ass 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. 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 pussy 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 cock, and I found myself at the brink just as
he pushed his fingers back into my ass. I came long and hard with a
moan 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
fucking 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
cock with my juices.

LYON

She’s up to some shit I just
know it. She thinks she’s slick but I know her. I waited until she
was wailing from the pounding of my cock and stopped.

“What’re you up to
Katarina?”

“Nothing, I’m not up to
anything. Why’d you stop, you can’t stop now. Fuck me.”

“Tell me.”

“Colt…”

I started to tease her with
short jabs in between longer strokes but the little sneak pulled a
fast one. She tightened her pussy and did those damn exercises that
she’d perfected over the years, squeeze and release, squeeze and
release. Shit, she knew that shit would get to me, and then she
went for the gusto.

“Fuck my pussy harder Colt.
I want to feel you in my womb, I love when you go there.” Shit,
pussy exercise, dirty talk, and now she’s fucking back at me hard.
Yeah, her pussy owns me and she knows it. She pulled my head down
and whispered in my ear before biting into it. I came with a growl,
emptying my seed inside her until there was none left, not a drip.
She was right there with me, her pussy locked down.

“Whatever you were after, I
think you bit off more than you can chew. I just nailed you
Kat.”

“Colton, no.”

“Well, you asked for it. Now
you want to tell me why you were trying to fuck my dick
off?”