Picture Perfect (22 page)

Holding her hips in a firmer grip, I began pulling her down on me harder and faster.  She screamed as I pierced her harder, my cock lodged deep inside of her as I gave an extra bump and grind. 

"Fuck baby, you feel incredible.  You're so hot and tight."

Our connection was
absolute, the moment pure perfection.  She felt so fucking good against me, my cock delighted to have setup residence inside the hottest and most beautiful pussy I’d ever had the fortune of being within.

Grabbing my hands in hers, she squeezed as we both held onto her hips as I worked her up and down with faster and faster movements.

“Oh fuck, Flynn, you’re so deep.  Come in me baby, mark me as yours.”

“Tessa, fuck…. Tessa! I can’t hold on much longer
and you need to come first.  Come for me baby, fucking come on my cock!”

With a keening wail she did just that, the contractions within her hot wet sheath taking me the rest of the way.

“I’m going to come baby… fuck me… Tessa!”

I came hard, pouring myself into her with a strangled cry.  She reclined against me as I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly.  After a few minutes of recuperation
, I kissed her shoulder as I helped her to her feet.  “Let’s wash up and take this party back to our bed.”

We made quick work of the second part of our shower and within a few minutes we
were both dried off.  Tess spent a few extra minutes in the bathroom drying her hair. While I waited for her to come to bed, I flipped on the TV to watch CNN.  When she came back out, I watched with a smile as she went through her nightly body lotion ritual. These simple moments were some of the most precious to me.  I had no previous experience with what it meant to share my life with someone, but with Tessa it was becoming as necessary as breathing. 

After she set the lotion on her bedside table- yes, I thought of it as hers now- I clicked the TV off and got comfortable while I waited for her to curl up in my arms.  When she settled into her nook in my arms and I smelled the scent that was just her
s, I wanted to have her again right then and there.  I managed to reign myself in because I knew she had to be exhausted from all of the cooking and cleaning we had done, so I settled for what had become my favorite addiction; holding her in my arms.

As usual I slept like the dead since she was in the bed with me.  I woke up to the mattress rocking underneath me and the feeling of my shaft enveloped in slick heat.  Opening my eyes, I found Tessa fully awake with my cock buried inside of her as she rocked back and forth and pinched her nipples.

This was a side to her that I understood was new for her and I loved it.  She was learning to take pleasure when she needed it, and it felt damn good that it I was the lucky bastard that she reached out for.  She was beautiful in the pale dawn light with her back arched and her hair cascading down her back like a waterfall.  She was the sexiest damn thing I’d ever seen and I was in awe of how this one girl managed to make me feel things that I’d never thought I would. 

My romantic thoughts came to a screeching halt as she clenched and unclenched against me at least a dozen times in quick succession.  I let out an involuntary groan as she did it,
before I smiled when she brought her head forward and looked down at me. 

Her face was flushed, her eyes glazed with passion as she smiled at me.  “J
ust checking to make sure you’re awake baby.”

“Buried in the sweetest most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen, I’m sure as shit
not sleeping through that, babe.”

Another dozen clench and releases against my shaft had me breaking out in a sweat.  The irony wasn’t lost on me that I used to be incapable of coming with girls, but with Tessa it took concentrated effort not to come too soon.

Leaning forward she captured my hands in hers and held on as she picked up speed.  Every one of her little clenches was bring me closer to the edge of my control, and I was barely holding on.

“Fuck baby… you keep squeezing like that and I’m going to erupt!”

Instead of slowing down or letting up, she went faster and clenched even tighter.  Her breath caught, her back arched and her head dropped back as she came around me.  I loved watching her come.  I found it to be one of the most beautifully erotic things I’d ever seen.  Letting go of her hands I clasped her hips and started thrusting up into her in mindless ecstasy as my own release claimed me.

Dropping her head onto my chest, Tessa kissed the spot over my heart before l
aying her cheek against the same spot.  I massaged my fingers gently through her hair, causing her to purr appreciatively against my chest.

Looking at the clock I realized that this was the earliest we’d gotten up all week, and that meant we could catch my dad while he was making omelets.  Nudging her shoulder I asked, “Babe, you hungry?”

“Mm… I could eat for sure.  What do you have in mind?”

“I’m thinking you and I jump into the shower, throw on some clothes and head over to my dads.  No joke, my dad makes the best omelets on earth.  You’re not going to want to miss this.”

She sat straight up with a laugh as my cock twitched inside of her.  Pulling off of me she smirked at me.  “Down boy, at least until after we’ve been fed.”

Once we were showered and dressed, we set off for my dads.  As we came to the end of my driveway, I was annoyed to see a bunch of photographers lying in wait.  I gunned the engine and drove off, anxious to be away from that type of shit.  There was an ebb and flow to the paparazzi, and when you did something that put you in the limelight- such as announcing that you were retiring- you woke the beast.  I’d known it would start to get crazy again the closer we got to the tour, but I’d hoped it wouldn’t start this early.

“Jesus Flynn, they know where you live?”

With a frustrated laugh I answered, “Yeah.  Babe, it’s LA.  It’s easy for people to figure it out.  This is the life here, and for the most part, I’m used to it.  It sucks when shit happens like this, but most of the time they leave me alone.  Once we all stopped drinking and fucking around, we weren’t as interesting to the gossip industry so we’ve had a good run these last few years.  It only gets like this when we’ve got something going on with the band.  This will settle down as soon as we get on tour, and once I’m just a boring music executive, it won’t happen much at all.”

Poking me in the side, Tessa laughed.  “You’ll never be a
boring
music executive.”

My dad lived close so we were there in no time.  There was a Lexus SUV parked in his driveway and I assumed one of his friends had also dropped in for omelets.  Everyone that he knew understood that when you wanted an amazing breakfast, you needed to haul as
s to his house before nine in the morning.

After opening Tessa’s door for her, the two of us linked hands as I walked her down the side of the house and we entered through the kitchen door.  I’d been raised as a gentleman, so I let her walk in first while I brought up the rear. When she stopped abruptly, I walked right into her with a grunt. 

Looking over her shoulder, I saw the reason she had stopped walking, and it took everything I had not to applaud.  My dad and Sandra Thomas had clearly been kissing, and when Tess walked through the door they’d jumped apart like there was a fire.  What really made me happy was that my dad was only wearing a pair of flannel pajama bottoms… and Sandra was wearing one of his tee shirts.  It was obvious they’d only recently gotten out of bed, and I had to stifle a laugh.  I never thought I’d see the day that I’d be cock-blocking my dad, but here I was, and that shit just happened. Sandra looked mortified and my dad looked upset about that, and that was the only reason I was uncomfortable.  Otherwise, I was great with finding them like that. 

Wringing her hands in front of her, Sandra addressed me.  “Oh my god… I’m so embarrassed.  I’m sorry Flynn, Tessa.  We were… I’m…  Um… I’m late for something.  I’m going to get dressed and go.  Please, don’t tell your sisters about this!”

With that, she turned and ran from the room.  Giving me a ‘what the hell am I going to do’ look, my dad went after her.  That left Tess and I to stare at each other wide eyed as we tried not to laugh.  I’d sensed that my dad and Sandra were attracted to each other, big time, and I was pleased that they were acting on it. I knew my dad well enough to know that if he didn’t really have feelings for her, he wouldn’t be doing anything with the woman that was, for all intents and purposes, the mother of his daughters.  He’d never take the chance that things would go badly if he wasn’t pretty damn sure they could go the distance.

Turning to me Tess asked, “Should we go, or?”

Shaking my head, I walked to the kitchen table and gestured for her to sit down.  “No, it will just upset him if we leave, and it will make him feel guilty that he did something for himself.  No matter how many times I’ve told him that I wish he would get married again, he still believes that it upsets me to see him with someone that isn’t my mom.  My dad’s stubborn.”

Gesturing to me, Tessa laughed.  “So… the apple didn’t fall far from the tree?”

“Busted, babe.  So busted.”

A few minutes later
Sandra and my dad came back into the room.  He was now wearing a pair of jeans and a button down shirt, while Sandra had changed into a summer dress.  I couldn’t help but notice that my dad had a flowery overnight bag in his hand, and I knew that meant they’d planned to stay together.  How cute was that?

Standing from the table, I walked over to Sandra and smiled down at her.  “Please don’t be uncomfortable about this.  I’m actually thrilled about it.  This is a good thing Sandra.”

She looked relieved, and for the first time since I’d walked in, she smiled.  “Really, you’re okay with your father and I getting together?”

“Yeah! I think it’s great.  I’ll bet you money that the girls will love this as well.  They just want you to be happy.”

Now she didn’t look so relieved.  Instead, she looked anxious. “Flynn, you know your sisters weren’t raised normally… but none of us can really understand all of the things that they saw and heard.  I give thanks every single day that something horrible didn’t happen to any one of those children.  The five of them lived through hell on earth and had to fear for their physical safety every day. I made a promise the day I met them that I would never, ever behave like that, and that they’d always be safe with me. During the entire time they lived with me, I never dated because they needed to know that they came first.  Too much of their lives were destroyed by my sister and her husband being promiscuous.  I would never do that to my girls.  Until I know for sure that Todd and I are solid, I can’t have this touching them.  I’ve always been their only female influence, and I don’t want them to think I’m some kind of… anything like my sister or some…
loose
woman
.  I also don’t want them to feel like they are less of a priority to your father because of me.”

“Sandra… no one thinks you’re loose.  Dominique and Delilah both already know that you and my dad are attracted to each other.  I know this because
they
mentioned it to me, and they were excited about it.  To them, hell, to all of us, the two of you being together would be a good thing.  They already love dad and they don’t think that they aren’t a priority for him.  They know that they are.  It’s obvious that they mean the world to him.  You’ve raised some very smart, very kind girls.  They just want their Mama San to be happy.  Don’t put so much pressure on yourself.”

My dad was nodding his approval at everything I’
d said, and Sandra seemed touched.  “Thank you for that Flynn, it means a lot.  I’m glad to hear that the girls are okay with this.  Just… give me a little time to figure out how to talk to them about this before you say anything, okay?”

“Of course I won’t say anything.  That’s for you and dad to do.  Now how about instead of running off you stay and have omelets with us?  Dad’s are the best, and they’re why I brought Tess over this morning.”

“Ah, your father was bragging about his omelet skill.  I take it they’re really good?”

“
They really, really are.  Dad’s omelets are one of my favorite things to eat.”

Turning to dad, she smiled.  “Well now I have to taste one.  Let’s do this!”

We all worked together chopping vegetables while dad cooked bacon and sausage.  When it came time for him to start making the omelets, we all sat down.  According to my dad, the magic with the omelets only happened if put them together himself. 

Once he had plated the food, we all gathered around the table and dug in.
  Tessa and Sandra both made sounds of appreciation when they took their first bites.  Gesturing to my dad I said, “You’d never suspect that this guy could make eggs taste like the best things on earth, am I right?”

Breakfast
passed quickly, and I was happy that Sandra had calmed down and enjoyed the meal.  We all said our goodbyes and agreed that we’d meet up at Dante’s later.  Tess and I left first, in order to give my dad and Sandra time to say their goodbye in private.  It had been a great morning and I was lighthearted as we came out the side door and headed into the driveway.

My good mood evaporated pretty quickly when I saw
a few dozen photographers right outside my father’s gate.  Questions were yelled out to me rapid fire, one after the other.