The Perfect Stroke (35 page)

I don’t have long to wait because she slides down and then grabs my cock, positioning it lying down underneath her. Then, she settles on top of the lucky bastard. My dick is instantly enveloped in her sweet cream as it pushes between the lips of her pussy. CC moans above me and I look up to watch her. She’s got her hands on her breasts, holding them and gently teasing her nipples. My hands lock on her knees to stop from giving into the temptation to turn her over and fuck her hard. I want to give this to her. I want her to take what she wants. It’s beautiful to watch.

She begins sliding up and down on my cock, painting him with her desire and riding him.

“God, Gray, that feels so good. I could come just like this,” she whispers above me, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, and her hips moving as she takes her pleasure.

“Do it, baby. Take anything you want,” I urge her. She pulls her head back up to look at me, her eyes glowing with need, desire… and love. It’s always been there. Why didn’t I notice it before this moment?

“There’s something I’ve always been meaning to try,” she says, and fuck if that isn’t something a man loves to hear from a woman. I want to make every one of her thoughts and fantasies come to life.

“What’s that?” I ask her.

She studies my face, her tongue coming out to lick along the bottom of her lip. Her top teeth bite into the flesh and she pulls on her lip. It’s fucking sexy, and my dick tries once again to push into her without success. She has the bastard pinned, but it’s a position I could die a happy man in. CC surprises me next. She lifts up off of me and this time it’s me that has to bite back a cry of disappointment. It doesn’t take me long to figure out what she has in mind though when she turns herself around. I kiss up her back as she settles back down.

“I don’t know how to break it to you, darling, but we’ve done this position before,” I tell her, my voice hoarse as I feel her hand wrap around my dick.

“You’ve taken me from behind, Gray. But I don’t think we’ve done this before,” she says, and then she’s backing up. I lie down as she moves so her pussy is over my face. The sweet aroma of her hits me and I feel pre-cum slide down my cock. Fuck, this won’t last long, and I know it was her show, but there’s only so much a man can handle. I grab her hips and bring her down on my face, hard. I smother myself in her cream that slowly drips from her sweet cunt and covers the sides of her thighs. I drag my tongue through her depths, thrusting up into her, burrowing and wanting more. I growl into her cunt when I feel her tongue sliding against my balls. When she sucks one in her mouth, teasing it with her tongue, I nearly lose it.

I move my hands to grab her ass, biting into the cheeks and pushing her even harder into my face. My fingers push into her skin and move until they find that sweet little entrance. I slip a finger just inside the ring of her ass while bringing my other hand around to thrust a couple fingers in that sweet pussy I’ve been eating. When I turn my attention to her clit and tongue it, her entire body shudders, she squeezes my fingers tight, and her cry gets muffled as she moves from my balls to my cock and swallows him down that hot, slick throat of hers. Her hand stays tight around the base of my cock as she tunnels up and down on my cock, fucking her mouth with it. I know I’m going to blow. I can already feel the heated electric feel spread down my back, but I want her to come first.

I push my finger deeper into that tight, virgin ass. Then I bite her clit before sucking on it hard and lashing my tongue repeatedly over it. The swollen nub is pulsing so hard, I can feel it, even through all of the sensations I’m experiencing. I curve my finger inside of her, scraping against the warm, hot, sugary sweet wall and that’s all it takes. She cries out, though the sound is garbled because she’s choking on my cock, deep-throating me. I explode into her mouth, feeling jet after jet of my cum release. When her orgasm starts, I don’t stop eating her. I lick it all up and keep going until she gives into me again.

When it’s done, we’re both breathing hard. I feel her place a small kiss against my still semi-erect cock, and then burrow her head against my balls and let out a shaky breath. 

“I love you, Gray,” she whispers, already half asleep.

I kiss the inside of her thigh. “I love you, too,” I tell her. I wait for her to say more, but the next thing I hear is a cute little snore. She fell asleep lying on my balls with her hand wrapped around my dick. I smile and kiss her thigh again and she whimpers.

I’ll let her rest and then wake her up with eating her out again. That sounds like a damn good plan. I’m brilliant, really. I’ll make sure she appreciates that fact later.

“Gray, how does it feel to have won golf’s biggest tournament and to now have your name in the record books with some of the greats of the sport?” the blonde reporter I know as Jenn asks.

I look over at my crazy family and CC standing behind the ribbon. “It feels like I’m on top of the world. I have so much respect for the guys who wore this blazer before me. Just to be mentioned among them is a great honor.”

“Gray, that was the most convincing win this tournament has seen in ages and you looked so relaxed out there. Do you think that gave you a leg up on your peers?”

“Jenn, to be honest, I was relaxed. Going into this tournament, I already had everything a man could ask for. I had my health, my family, and the love of my life. This tournament, as important as it was, is just icing on the cake for me. I really am a blessed man.”

“You mean it doesn’t have anything to do with your attire? That’s quite a statement you’re making out there. I can honestly say, I don’t think I’ve seen anything like those pants before.”

I look down at the pants I’m wearing. They have this horrible combination of pink, turquoise, and bright yellow diamonds interlocking on them. CC gave them to me this morning as a good luck gift. She honestly didn’t think I would wear them. I figure I’ll make sure she shows me her appreciation tonight.

“These? You like these, Jenn?” I joke, motioning CC over to me. She’s all smiles as she runs to my side. I pull her in close.

“They’re definitely making a bold statement,” she says, trying to be nice.

“These were a gift from someone I love. I couldn’t not wear them in the most important tournament of my career.”

“I see. Well, before I let you go to your victory party, can you tell your fans out there what’s next for golf’s most notorious bad boy?” 

I look down at CC, and I can’t resist kissing her. When I look back up at Jenn, it feels as if my heart might burst it’s so full.

“That’s easy, Jenn. I’m getting married,” I tell her, and after kissing CC again, we walk back towards my family.

“You okay in here?” I ask CC, knowing she’s not. The poor thing looks like she’s about to faint. She looks beautiful. It is a simple, strapless, white silk dress that hugs her, yet somehow makes her look innocent at the same time.

“I’m a nervous wreck, Ida Sue,” she whispers and her eyes are glowing with tears.

“Now, now, none of that. You’re beautiful and Gray is one lucky son of a gun,” I tell her, but that seems like something I shouldn’t have said, because the tears slip from her eyes. I reach over and grab a napkin and dry them up.

“C! Stop that crying. This is a happy day! My best friend is getting married to a three-peater and is going to live the dream. Today, we celebrate!” CC’s best friend Mer says from beside us. Mer is a pretty girl, despite that name. It doesn’t even stand for mermaid, which is kind of sad, and if my old body was still able, I’d have another girl just to name her that. She has this pretty pale skin, and blue eyes that remind me of my girl Petal’s. She’s much too skinny, though. A good, stiff wind would blow her over.

“What’s a three-peater?” I ask out of curiosity.

“Don’t ask, please?” begs CC. I look to Mer, who grins from ear to ear.

“What? I think Gray’s Momma would like to know how special her son is,” Mer says with a saucy grin. I think I like this one; she has a little fire. She definitely needs to fatten up, though. One of my boys would clearly break her in half. Maybe Green. He needs a good woman. Lord knows the sour one he got a hold of has done nothing but poison him. I’m going to have to keep my eye on this one.

“I think I would,” I tell them just as someone knocks on the door.

“I’m supposed to escort my best girl down the aisle,” Jansen says, coming in. Damn, that man cleans up good. He may have some miles on him, but he’s the best damn ride I’ve ever had. In fact, I may have to ride him now. 

I lean in and kiss CC’s cheek, handing her the note I fixed for her earlier.

“You look beautiful. I’ve never been more proud of my son. He did great.”

“Ida Sue… I don’t know how to… you’ve done so much for me,” she whispers.

“That’s what family does, sweet cheeks. And you’re family. You’re my daughter.”

“Ida…”

“My beautiful, amazing daughter. If your name was Chrysanthemum, you’d be perfect.” She laughs, just like I intended for her to.

“I’m not changing my name,” she insists. “Well, I guess after today, I will be a Lucas.” She blushes.

“Dang straight! The sooner, the better. So let’s get this show on the road,” Jansen says. “Besides, Ida Sue made chicken salad for the reception. I want my hands on that.”

“That’s how you got such a fine catch, Ida Sue?” asks Mer. “I always heard the way to a man’s heart was his stomach.”

“Honey, that’s just horseradish. The way to lock in your man is definitely wrangling him by the milk snake.”

“Milk snake?” Mer asks, already laughing along with CC.

“Good Lord, woman,” Jansen says, and I wink at my new daughter. “Let’s go before you say something else I’ll have to spank you for.”

“Okay, sweetheart.  See you outside, girls,” I tell them just as there’s another knock on the door. Jackson comes in looking hot as the Arizona heat in the dead of summer. “Jackson dear, you clean up real nice. If I was a little younger, Jansen might have reason to be worried.”

“Ms. Ida,” Jackson says with that sexy little grin of his. “I say we give him reason to worry now.”

“On that note, we’re out of here,” Jansen grumbles just as I reach up to kiss Jackson’s cheek.

“I wouldn’t mind taking a ride on the J train,” Mer says. 

Definitely going to have to keep an eye on that girl. 

I take Jansen’s hand and we walk out of the room together. When we get to the front door of my ranch house, Jansen looks at me with a grin. “I know today is all about the bride, but I have to tell you Lovey, there’s never been a more beautiful woman than you are right now.”

I move into him, letting him hold me close. “Much more of that sweet talking and I’m going to have to take a ride on the J train before the
I do’s.
”

“The shindig is set up at the end of the yard. We do pass the little one’s playhouse on the way.”

“I do love a man who thinks on his feet.”

“And here I thought you liked it best when I was off my feet,” he says, sneaking me out and towards the small playhouse. 

A new daughter, a happy son,
and
a ride on the J train.

Life is damn good.