Sweet Little Lies
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It hadn’t been about Heidi. When I had spoken to Jasper I had been very clear about the repercussions that would follow if either he or Portia pursued the DNA test with Heidi. He had backed down. It wasn’t that I didn’t want him to know his sister if that was his true intention. If he’d been sincere I would have helped him work through it with Beulah so that she was secure. But when I had told him that this wasn’t going to bring him closer to Beulah and that he’d be putting more of a wall between them than was already there, he had immediately backed down. He admitted that he missed Beulah. He wanted to be a part of her life. He never mentioned Heidi again.
Jasper was a good guy. I knew that more than anyone. But I also knew he was weak. He had a tendency to act impulsively and regretted his choices later. And when things were tough, he ran. Just like he’d done when his father passed away. He’d returned to Savannah this summer to take responsibility of the empire that was left to him. He needed direction. He relied on me for advice.
Beulah had changed that. He’d decided to leave Savannah without asking me. It was his first move on his own. However, it was also a way of running. I had been waiting for it. Knowing he’d stop fighting for her. It wasn’t his nature.
“Do you want to talk to Jasper?” I asked. Beulah was her own woman. Although I didn’t see a reason she should talk to Jasper I wouldn’t be keeping her from it if she wanted to.
“No. We have nothing more to say. We had our closure.”
I agreed. But the Van Allan closet wasn’t empty just yet. I didn’t know what exactly was still hiding in there but I knew it was there. Lurking. Waiting.
“Do you want me to handle this?”
She shook her head. “No. Just let it go away on its own. There is no reason to cause drama. I don’t want you to lose your friendship with Jasper over me.”
I had already lost it. Mostly. I didn’t tell her that though. Losing what I had with Jasper was worth having Beulah by my side. For the first time in my life I was happy. I was complete.
“I can at least make sure Portia doesn’t get on the property again. I’m sorry that happened.”
“You don’t have to apologize. She surprised me. She’s desperate.”
She was a self-serving bitch. But I didn’t have to say it. Beulah knew. Reminding her that the woman who gave birth to her sister was a horrible person was pointless.
I wasn’t ready to leave Beulah alone yet. I wanted to stay here and watch her relax. Her shoulders hadn’t eased. She was still upset.
“Sit down, Beulah,” I told her as I walked over to where she stood. She tuned to me and I pulled her in my arms and kissed her softly on the lips. “Sit down. I’m making us lunch. I’ll make enough for Gerry too. She can have it when she gets up.”
Beulah frowned. “That’s my job.”
“Don’t care. Sit please. Relax.”
‘She sighed as she walked over to take a seat at the table. “What are you making?”
I wasn’t sure yet. “Depends on what is in the fridge.”
“I can look in the pantry,” she replied.
That caused me to smirk in memory. “You head into that pantry and I’m following you inside.”
Her cheeks turned pink immediately as she smiled.
“Would that make you relax?” I asked her. Wondering if she wanted it. I’d thought after Geraldine busted us last time I’d never convince her to do it again.
She lifted one shoulder. It was shy move. Damn.
“Get in the pantry Beulah and pull your bottoms down to your ankles. Then bend over with your hands on the wall.” As I said it my dick began to stiffen.
She didn’t pretend to be embarrassed. Instead, she moved quickly to the pantry. Fuck. I gave her enough time to get in the exact position I wanted her in. On my way inside I found the light switch and illuminated the dark room before closing the door.
I turned to see Beulah’s bare ass up in the air and her head turned to look back at me. She stood bent at the waist. Her legs far apart and a clear view of her pussy and tiny ass hole.
I kept my eyes on the area as I unzipped my jeans and pulled my dick out to begin rubbing it as I looked at her. Standing behind her, I continued slowly pumping myself and enjoyed the sight of her. She dropped her head and moaned. “Please, Stone.”
Reaching a hand between her legs I found her already slick and ready. I played with her a moment and enjoyed the sounds of pleasure coming from her as her bottom wiggled. “You want to be fucked?” I asked as if it wasn’t obvious.
“You know I do,” she said breathlessly.
I grabbed her hips and eased in slowly. Enjoying the feel of her tight entrance sucking me in. Squeezing me. She began to move back against me anxious for me to bring her to a release. I wasn’t hurrying this. She wouldn’t admit it, but she liked the idea of being caught.
“Stone, she won’t sleep very much longer. Hurry,” her voice was pleading.
I continued to stroke in and out of her. Easy, slow, as if we had all the time in the world.
“You worried she’ll hear you getting fucked? Or are you worried you won’t get to come?”
“AH! Both.” She was louder this time.
I pulled out of her and went down on my knees. Just before she could beg me to get back inside I covered her needy pussy with my mouth.
“Oh God!” she cried and I smiled as her knees buckled. I licked between the folds then bit down hard on her inner thigh.
“OH,OH,OH!” She was bouncing on my face now. I began flicking her clit with my tongue and she jerked hard then went back to bouncing and moaning. She’d forgotten where we were. Her cries weren’t muffled.
“Oh yes, there, like that. Just, there, AH!” she was bucking wildly. Slapping my face and tongue with her hot wet vagina. All shyness was gone. Her modesty vanished. I pulled her swollen clit into my mouth and sucked. That was her breaking point.
I had to hold both her legs as the gave out and she cried my name. Her body quivered above me. Picking her up, I turned her and picked her up. I sat her on my ready to explode dick. It slid in so quickly that she screamed and I had to cover her mouth with my own to muffle it.
I lifted her up and down on my shaft while she panted my name. Her body was still trembling. Her eyes still lost in the erotic sensation. Pressing her back against the wall I slammed into her harder and lifted her knees to just underneath my armpits. My eyes locked on hers as I saw hers glaze when she shattered yet again.
“STONE! I’m coming again.” She held onto me tightly and I shot my release inside her. We were supposed to be careful waiting for her doctor’s appointment. But I needed to feel this. “YES! It feels so good!”
“That’s right. Take my seed baby,” I said hoarsely as I held her against me jerking with each shot of pleasure.
I wanted forever.
Beulah
I HADN’T TOLD HIM ABOUT Jasper’s text messages. I should have. I don’t know why I didn’t. I’d been thinking about how to tell him and didn’t know if it would hinder rather than be positive. Then Stone had said he was going to fuck me in the pantry and that sounded better. It would be us joined. Close. I would be reassured he was there. With me. In me. No worry of Jasper or Portia. No concern of losing what all I’d found.
My doctor’s appointment wasn’t until Friday and he’d come inside me again. That was three times now. Three times he had taken a chance. I wasn’t scared and I didn’t regret it. When he released in me I felt marked by him. It was a hedonistic feeling and it always pushed me further into my own release. The explosion was so beautiful I forgot everything around me.
Jasper was a good guy. I knew that more than anyone. But I also knew he was weak. He had a tendency to act impulsively and regretted his choices later. And when things were tough, he ran. Just like he’d done when his father passed away. He’d returned to Savannah this summer to take responsibility of the empire that was left to him. He needed direction. He relied on me for advice.
Beulah had changed that. He’d decided to leave Savannah without asking me. It was his first move on his own. However, it was also a way of running. I had been waiting for it. Knowing he’d stop fighting for her. It wasn’t his nature.
“Do you want to talk to Jasper?” I asked. Beulah was her own woman. Although I didn’t see a reason she should talk to Jasper I wouldn’t be keeping her from it if she wanted to.
“No. We have nothing more to say. We had our closure.”
I agreed. But the Van Allan closet wasn’t empty just yet. I didn’t know what exactly was still hiding in there but I knew it was there. Lurking. Waiting.
“Do you want me to handle this?”
She shook her head. “No. Just let it go away on its own. There is no reason to cause drama. I don’t want you to lose your friendship with Jasper over me.”
I had already lost it. Mostly. I didn’t tell her that though. Losing what I had with Jasper was worth having Beulah by my side. For the first time in my life I was happy. I was complete.
“I can at least make sure Portia doesn’t get on the property again. I’m sorry that happened.”
“You don’t have to apologize. She surprised me. She’s desperate.”
She was a self-serving bitch. But I didn’t have to say it. Beulah knew. Reminding her that the woman who gave birth to her sister was a horrible person was pointless.
I wasn’t ready to leave Beulah alone yet. I wanted to stay here and watch her relax. Her shoulders hadn’t eased. She was still upset.
“Sit down, Beulah,” I told her as I walked over to where she stood. She tuned to me and I pulled her in my arms and kissed her softly on the lips. “Sit down. I’m making us lunch. I’ll make enough for Gerry too. She can have it when she gets up.”
Beulah frowned. “That’s my job.”
“Don’t care. Sit please. Relax.”
‘She sighed as she walked over to take a seat at the table. “What are you making?”
I wasn’t sure yet. “Depends on what is in the fridge.”
“I can look in the pantry,” she replied.
That caused me to smirk in memory. “You head into that pantry and I’m following you inside.”
Her cheeks turned pink immediately as she smiled.
“Would that make you relax?” I asked her. Wondering if she wanted it. I’d thought after Geraldine busted us last time I’d never convince her to do it again.
She lifted one shoulder. It was shy move. Damn.
“Get in the pantry Beulah and pull your bottoms down to your ankles. Then bend over with your hands on the wall.” As I said it my dick began to stiffen.
She didn’t pretend to be embarrassed. Instead, she moved quickly to the pantry. Fuck. I gave her enough time to get in the exact position I wanted her in. On my way inside I found the light switch and illuminated the dark room before closing the door.
I turned to see Beulah’s bare ass up in the air and her head turned to look back at me. She stood bent at the waist. Her legs far apart and a clear view of her pussy and tiny ass hole.
I kept my eyes on the area as I unzipped my jeans and pulled my dick out to begin rubbing it as I looked at her. Standing behind her, I continued slowly pumping myself and enjoyed the sight of her. She dropped her head and moaned. “Please, Stone.”
Reaching a hand between her legs I found her already slick and ready. I played with her a moment and enjoyed the sounds of pleasure coming from her as her bottom wiggled. “You want to be fucked?” I asked as if it wasn’t obvious.
“You know I do,” she said breathlessly.
I grabbed her hips and eased in slowly. Enjoying the feel of her tight entrance sucking me in. Squeezing me. She began to move back against me anxious for me to bring her to a release. I wasn’t hurrying this. She wouldn’t admit it, but she liked the idea of being caught.
“Stone, she won’t sleep very much longer. Hurry,” her voice was pleading.
I continued to stroke in and out of her. Easy, slow, as if we had all the time in the world.
“You worried she’ll hear you getting fucked? Or are you worried you won’t get to come?”
“AH! Both.” She was louder this time.
I pulled out of her and went down on my knees. Just before she could beg me to get back inside I covered her needy pussy with my mouth.
“Oh God!” she cried and I smiled as her knees buckled. I licked between the folds then bit down hard on her inner thigh.
“OH,OH,OH!” She was bouncing on my face now. I began flicking her clit with my tongue and she jerked hard then went back to bouncing and moaning. She’d forgotten where we were. Her cries weren’t muffled.
“Oh yes, there, like that. Just, there, AH!” she was bucking wildly. Slapping my face and tongue with her hot wet vagina. All shyness was gone. Her modesty vanished. I pulled her swollen clit into my mouth and sucked. That was her breaking point.
I had to hold both her legs as the gave out and she cried my name. Her body quivered above me. Picking her up, I turned her and picked her up. I sat her on my ready to explode dick. It slid in so quickly that she screamed and I had to cover her mouth with my own to muffle it.
I lifted her up and down on my shaft while she panted my name. Her body was still trembling. Her eyes still lost in the erotic sensation. Pressing her back against the wall I slammed into her harder and lifted her knees to just underneath my armpits. My eyes locked on hers as I saw hers glaze when she shattered yet again.
“STONE! I’m coming again.” She held onto me tightly and I shot my release inside her. We were supposed to be careful waiting for her doctor’s appointment. But I needed to feel this. “YES! It feels so good!”
“That’s right. Take my seed baby,” I said hoarsely as I held her against me jerking with each shot of pleasure.
I wanted forever.
Beulah
I HADN’T TOLD HIM ABOUT Jasper’s text messages. I should have. I don’t know why I didn’t. I’d been thinking about how to tell him and didn’t know if it would hinder rather than be positive. Then Stone had said he was going to fuck me in the pantry and that sounded better. It would be us joined. Close. I would be reassured he was there. With me. In me. No worry of Jasper or Portia. No concern of losing what all I’d found.
My doctor’s appointment wasn’t until Friday and he’d come inside me again. That was three times now. Three times he had taken a chance. I wasn’t scared and I didn’t regret it. When he released in me I felt marked by him. It was a hedonistic feeling and it always pushed me further into my own release. The explosion was so beautiful I forgot everything around me.
