Rushing out the door, I hoped to quiet him before he woke her. I should’ve known that wasn’t even possible. As soon as I entered his room, I found Tegyn kneeling beside his bed. “It’s okay, Keyon. It was just a bad dream. I’m here.” She reached out and hauled him into her arms where he soon had her in a hug that looked remarkably like a choke hold. Standing, Tegyn sat on his bed and began rubbing his back while whispering words of comfort. “You’re okay. Daddy won’t let anything happen to you.” She pressed her lips to his forehead. “He loves you so very much.” When I moved closer, she glanced up and smiled sadly at him. “Sorry, he was calling for me.”
“I know. I heard while I was trying to get in here.” I shrugged, as I noticed Tegyn was staring at me, completely drinking me in. Her eyes traveled down my muscular chest, past my washboard stomach, and on to the package on display in my underwear. I grinned when I heard her inhale sharply.
Keyon shifted in her arms when he heard my voice and knocked her bathrobe off her shoulder, exposing the top of her breast and all of her shoulder. In my mind, I thanked him while suffering miserably.
“Daddy? I sleep with you?” he asked quietly.
“Of course, little man. Let’s go.” I reached out to him, but he held onto Tegyn even more tightly.
“T too. T sleep too.” He seemed adamant.
I swallowed hard. “Okay, we’ll all go sleep in Daddy’s bed.” I looked at her and watched for a reaction.
“What if I just stay until you fall asleep? Then you and Daddy can sleep in the big bed without being squished.” She glanced at me for approval.
I nodded. “We need to get you some pajamas,” I murmured as I helped her off the bed with Keyon in her arms.
Even in the dim lighting, I could tell she had gone pink. “I forgot to pack any.”
“How do you forget a thing like that?” I teased.
She huffed. “I’m going with…because I don’t normally wear any.” Her brow arched and I wanted to slip my hands under that robe and cup her breasts so bad, I was about aching again.
“Okay. So, I’ll lend you some boxers and a t-shirt.” I couldn’t have her in my bed wearing almost nothing. That would be nothing but trouble, even with Keyon here.
Once inside my room, we tucked Keyon into the middle of the bed. “Rest. I’ll be ready to snuggle in a minute,” Tegyn whispered. Then she stood and followed me into my closet.
“This shirt. I think it’s the biggest one I have.” I passed her a black crew neck t-shirt.
“Did you just call me fat?” She smirked.
I shook my head. “No, but I have no idea how you’re going to hide the girls in anything smaller.” I stared at her chest through the bathrobe. And then, because she seemed determined to torture me, Tegyn dropped the robe and my cock shot to attention. I covered my face. “Dammit, girl.”
“Incentive,” she teased.
When I finally opened my eyes again, she was wearing the shirt, but I’d never be able to use it again. The chest was all stretched out. My eyes traveled down the length of her body. Tegyn turned and peeked out the door to check on Keyon, which gave me time to admire the sexy thong she had on.
Immediately, I was reminded of one night at her apartment when I took her in the kitchen. She had turned like this, bent over to peer in the fridge, wearing nothing but a tank top and panties. I don’t know what came over me, but I’d been hard instantly, and by the time she stood up, I had pulled down her panties, yanked out my penis, and she smiled at me over her shoulder while I slid into her over and over again. That had been one of our best times. Later, I’d asked her why she thought that was so good. “Because it was spontaneous, born of need.”
“I can’t believe you were ready for me,” I had mumbled, trying to hide my shame for being so rough with someone who was so special to me.
“DeSean,” she began, her voice low and sexy. “Don’t you know I’m always ready for you?”
I wondered if it was still true. Without thinking, my hands found her hips and I pulled her against me. Tegyn gasped in response.
“Keyon is right there,” she whimpered.
“That’s the only reason you have for staying away, huh.” My hands slid down her hips and cupped her ass cheeks. They were cool to the touch, but fit perfectly in my hands. I watched her, ready to stop in an instant if she objected. When she didn’t, I grew bolder. One hand slid up the t-shirt until I was holding her breast and playing with her marbled nipple. The other hand slid under her panties, slipping around until I found her opening, which was warm and wet. “I guess you’re still always ready for me,” I murmured against her neck, while kissing my way to her ear.
Tegyn whimpered and pressed against the palm of my hand. “Yes, dammit. You happy?”
“So fucking happy,” I admitted as I drew her closer and rubbed my erection against her ass.
“Daddy? T? Where you go?” Keyon asked from the bedroom.
I sighed. Tegyn giggled. Tonight might just kill me.