Second Chance Holiday

Author: P Hana

Page 19


“So slick,” he says against my neck, and his fingers slide up and around my clit.

“I need you inside me,” I hiss, feeling my pussy contract.

He removes his hand and places his fingers in his mouth before pulling my chin towards him and taking my mouth in a deep kiss. The taste of myself on his mouth has me grabbing, pulling at the buckle of his belt. When I almost have it undone, his hand covers mine.

“Bed,” he demands, and my eyes go to his.

My knees almost buckle at the hunger I see in his eyes. I nod, and without another word, I rush up the stairs into the bedroom, listening as his footsteps follow me up the stairs. I turn around and face the door. As soon as I reach the bed, my hands go to behind my back and my fingers work quickly to unhook my bra. Once it’s unclasped, I lean forward and let it drop off my shoulders and onto the floor. When my eyes meet his and he smirks, he is pushing his pants down over his hips. I lick my lips as I watch his cock bounce against his stomach. Then I strip of my jeans and panties, quickly kicking them to the side as I watch him stroke himself.

“Climb up on the bed and lay back, spreading your legs, Kitten,” he demands.

I listen, getting up onto the bed and lying back. I sit up on my elbows, watching as he walks towards me, his eyes locked between my legs. I start to scoot back, expecting him to climb up on the bed, but his hand around my ankle stops me. He pulls me back towards the edge of the bed before lowering his face and sucking the skin of my inner thigh deep into his mouth, causing me to whimper and my back to rise off the bed.

“Hmmm,” he breathes, licking up to the crease of my leg right on the edge of my pussy.

I wiggle my hips and grab his hair with one hand. I feel his smile against my skin and whimper as he pulls one pussy lip into his mouth, Then I feel the edge of his tongue slide near my entrance as his fingers dig into my thighs. He spreads my legs farther apart before his lips cover my clit and he pulls it into his mouth. I feel my orgasm building as his fingers fill me, moving slowly as he releases my clit and moves up my body. One arm holds me under my back as he lifts me onto the center of the bed. I pull his face down to mine, kissing him, tasting myself on his mouth. I lift my hips and wrap one leg around his hip as his fingers slide out and he enters me.

“God,” I moan, feeling myself clamp down on him. I scrape my nails down his back as his hand cups my breast and his fingers tug on my nipple.

“Your pussy is so fucking hot,” he growls against my mouth, and I moan into his, placing the heels of my feet into the back of his thighs so I can lift my hips to meet each of his thrusts with one of my own.

My hand travels up his back into his hair before sliding down his neck and over his shoulder and chest. Then I flip it to run over my stomach so my fingers can roll over my clit. He leans back and looks down, watching as I touch myself. His eyes get even darker as he slows his thrusts and sits up on his knees, his thumbs holding my pussy lips apart as he watches himself sink into me.

“I’m so close,” I moan, rolling my fingers over my clit faster as his thrusts speed up. At this angle and with the way he’s hitting my G-spot, my orgasm is building rapidly. When his hand pushes mine away and his finger rolls over my clit, my head digs into the pillow behind me.

“Pull those nipples, baby,” he grunts, and I lift my hands to my breasts and pull my nipples as he pounds into me.

My orgasm is sudden and my body vibrates. White light fills my vision and I feel like I float away. I slowly come back to myself and feel him grow larger as his hips jerk and he groans, planting himself deep inside me. His body comes forward, covering mine while keeping his weight off my lower abdomen. I let out a long breath and run my hands up his back into his hair, listening closely as his breathing evens out.

“Every time I think about my kid inside you, I want to beat my chest,” he says, making me laugh as he presses his face deeper into my neck. “Promise you won’t leave me,” he whispers after a couple of minutes.

I swallow against the lump in my throat and pull his face away from my neck so I can look into his eyes. “You’re stuck with us. We’re not going anywhere,” I tell him and watch relief flash in his eyes before he lowers his mouth back to mine.


“So are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Brandon asks as we sit down for dinner.

I look at Mike, and he squeezes my thigh under the table. “You’re going to be a brother,” I tell him, deciding that I may as well just get it over with.

“What do you mean I’m going to be a brother?” he asks, confused.

I take another breath, thinking that this is much harder than it was when I told Mike. “I mean I’m pregnant.”

“But you’re old,” he blurts, looking at Mike and then me.

“Hey, I’m not that old,” I scold him.

Mike starts to laugh.

“Mom, you’re not young. I’m eighteen. It’s just weird that you’re having a kid after so many years,” he says.

“The doctor assures me that everything will be okay.”

“It’s still weird,” he mumbles, taking a bite of the meatloaf I made for dinner. “I’m happy that my room is in the basement. I don’t want a screaming kid to wake me up in the middle of the night,” he says, not even looking up from his plate.

I look over at Mike, who shrugs and takes a bite of his dinner. I look at my two men then down at my stomach and let out a breath. Things are going to change drastically when the baby gets here. But I am happy that my two men are taking this whole thing so well.

Now we have to see what everyone else thinks about it.

Chapter 8


“Can you believe that he had the nerve to show up and make a spectacle like we were together? Like we’re a couple?” Kat rambles as I pull up to the front of the house. “How could he be so stupid? I mean really, what the hell is wrong with him?”

I don’t say anything. I can’t after the last hour. My blood pressure still hasn’t gone back to normal. I’m at a loss for words as to what just happened.

I’ve never thought that her ex was a smart man, but when he showed up at Brandon’s school, pulled Kat to him, and kissed her, I lost my shit. I’d known that he was coming to town, but what I hadn’t known was his reasoning. Apparently, he broke up with his girlfriend and thought that he was coming back to claim his wife. The fuck now has two black eyes to prove that he isn’t getting anywhere near my woman—ever.