HARD KNOX(53)

I sank deep into Ana and she cried out into my mouth.

I started to f*ck her, forgetting for a split second that we were not alone in our house.

The headboard hit the wall and Ana threw her hands back against it, pushing at me. By doing that, it only rammed my cock harder into her. She then let out a loud scream and hurried to cover her mouth.

Her eyes went wide and I felt myself only a handful of thrusts away from exploding.

Then came the cry from Jayson.

I stopped f*cking Ana and lowered my head. “Damn.”

“Shit, Knox…”

“I got it, darlin’,” I said.

I hated to pull out of her again but I had to. My son needed me.

I grabbed my jeans and stepped into them then went to Jayson’s room. It was dark colors with everything motorcycle we could find. Ana added her touch of baby blue elephants where she could, but we both knew that this baby boy was born to be an outlaw.

Jayson flailed his arms as he cried.

The second I lifted him up and felt his warm body against my bare chest, I smiled. The damn kid always made me smile. Even if he was cock blocking me bad. I couldn’t even sit down because my dick was raging hard still.

So I walked Jayson around the room.

“Son, this is an important lesson to learn in life right now,” I whispered. “When Mom and Dad are having their alone meetings, you have to sleep through that. Can you do that?”

I looked down at the big brown eyes staring at me.

“You’re too cute for me, kid. I’m not built for this.”

Jayson smiled. A quick smile, but it melted me.

I swallowed a lump in my throat, one I’d never tell Ana about, and I held my son, rocking him back to sleep.

He took almost thirty full minutes to get back to sleep. And he was due for another feeding in less than two hours. It was going to be another long night. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I had managed to make all of Ana’s dreams come true. And she had done the same for me just by being her. All I ever wanted was her.

At the crib, I slowly put Jayson back down. He squirmed a little but stayed asleep. I knew my window with Ana was long gone by now. She was probably rolled up and sleeping. That was fine though. I’d get her. I always got her.

I touched Jayson’s head. “I love you, son. Get some rest.”

I slowly shut the door and walked down the hall, feeling like I was the king of the world.

When I turned the corner to enter the bedroom, I was shocked to find my queen waiting for me. She was sitting up on the bed, her feet on the bed, legs spread wide, showing her beautiful pink slit. She slowly licked two of her fingers and then rubbed between her legs.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Knox,” she purred at me.

I shut the door and dropped my jeans.

I walked to the bed and Ana took my thick cock in her small hand. She tugged at me, wanting me to f*ck her again. I leaned forward and we kissed as I started to enter her again. Her hands grabbed my neck and she stayed in an upright position as I f*cked her, finished deep inside her, and then began to touch every inch of her body until we were both ready to go again.

My fingers trailed down her shoulder and I kissed it.

I put my mouth to her ear and whispered, “My darlin’…”

Ana looked back with a smile and whispered, “My outlaw…”

I was hard a minute later.

It was going to be a long night.

It was going to be a long life.

But for the rest of our lives, it was simple: She’d be my darlin’ and I’d be her outlaw.



THE END.