Chapter Nineteen
Tyler
I groan as I wake up, throwing my arms over my face to block out the sun streaming through the window.
“Still not a morning person,” Lucy says as she takes a seat on the bed beside me, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. She looks beautiful, wearing one of my shirts, the neck fitting loosely, showing off her shoulder. “You weren’t kidding when you said you eat mostly takeout, I barely found cream for my coffee.”
“If I’m not here, I’m at the track. What’s the point in having food here that will never get eaten?” I reach for the cup and take a healthy sip. “All I need in the morning is a good cup of coffee and you.”
I reach past Lucy and place the cup on the end table before gripping her arm and pulling her toward me. Lucy giggles before straddling my waist, and my cock instantly hardens in excitement. “Didn’t you get enough last night?” She slides her bare pussy along my length causing us both to moan.
“I’ll never get enough of you,” she almost growls as she reaches under my shirt and I grip her waist as I enter her in one swift motion.
Lucy’s hair cascades down her back, tickling my thighs slightly as she rides my cock in slow languid motions. “That’s it, baby, take what you want. Cover my cock in your cum.” She has never looked more beautiful as the sun filters into the room, casting a pale-yellow glow on her skin.
“I’m close,” she moans, leaning forward to capture my mouth with her own. In one swift motion, I flip us over without pulling out, quickening the pace.
Her walls grip my cock in a vice grip, as I piston my hips faster. Ribbons of cum fill her pussy as we come together. I slow down to a languid pace as we both recover from our orgasms.
I pull out slowly, both of us groaning at the loss of connection, and I slide to the edge of the bed. I grab my cup of coffee and take another healthily sip. “Best wakeup call I’ve had in years.”
“I guess you had one more in you, old man,” Lucy says as she slides off the bed and heads toward the bathroom. Something shifted in our relationship last night, but I’m not exactly sure what it was.
“Shower?” I give her ass a pinch as I slide by and head into the bathroom.
“Yeah, I need to get home to Colt.” Her face immediately clouds as she mentions his name. “I’m sure he was confused when he woke up this morning and I wasn’t there.”
“I’m sure Rylee has everything under control, but we can shower quickly and then head back to your place.” I reach in and turn on the shower.
“You’re coming with me?” she questions as she pulls my shirt over her head and places her hands on her hips. I groan as my cock hardens again. Just looking at her standing there in all her glory, I’m unable to keep my hands off her.
“If you plan on leaving this house, you better get your ass in that shower.” I suck her bottom lip into my mouth as I grind my hard cock into her hip.
“Down boy,” she gives me a playful shove before stepping around me into the shower.
I quickly follow behind her. “And yes, I’m coming with you. I promised little man we would do guys things today.” Suddenly aware that I’m inserting myself into her life, “Unless you have other plans for the day?”
Lucy steps under the shower head, water cascading down her body before reaching for the bottle of shampoo beside her. “No plans for the day. Besides, you said something to him about a treehouse in the backyard. He is never going to leave either of us alone until it happens.”
I laugh as I step closer to her, helping her rinse the shampoo from her hair before reaching down and grabbing the conditioner and running it through her long blonde hair. “I have every intention of building that with him. Maybe we can call Colton and see if he could give us a hand.” I rinse the conditioner out of her hair quickly before shoving her against the tile wall of the shower. “But first I need to have you again.”
I lift her leg and wrap it around my waist before slamming my cock inside her. “Hang on, Lu. This will be fast and hard.”
“Your wish is my command,” she moans as I take her again. I swear I will never get enough of this woman.
“Don’t we need some type of instructions before we start working on something like this?” Colton asks as we head into Home Depot.
“Lu got some instructions off Pinterest and sent us with a list. I’m sure whatever she found is reliable,” I grumble as we turn left and head toward the lumber.
“I’m more worried about us messing something up than being able to build something.”
“Ye of little faith.”
Lucy and I finally made it back to her place a few hours ago and were greeted by an extremely excited little boy. As she predicted he began bombarding both of us with questions about his treehouse with a slide.
After searching the internet, Lucy said she found the perfect one and wasted no time having Ry call Colton in for backup. Now here we are in Home Depot with a list of supplies.
I read off the list to Colton as he grabs what we need and we search for an employee to cut the wood. Working smarter not harder is my motto and the last thing we need is a trip to the emergency room.
As we wait for the wood to be cut to size, Colton asks, “So did you and Lucy talk things out last night?”
“Yeah, we got a few things straight.” I smirk, not wanting to tell Colton what
