✨Shelly✨

“Alright there Peanut,” Sy said as he strapped Charlie into the car seat. You two were finally able to leave the hospital and take her home. He’d already loaded all the bags, and made sure you had everything. He threw her backpack style diaper on as a nurse helped you into a wheelchair. “You ready darlin’?,” he asked. “Yeah,” you smiled up at him. He cupped your face and kissed you sweetly before heading out in front of you.

The nurse wheeled you out to a car you didn’t recognize. It was a white, brand new GMC Acadia. “Baby, whose car is this?,” you asked. “Yours darlin’,” he replied with a sheepish grin. “What?,” you asked surprisedly. “Well everybody kept telling me I had to get you a “push present.” Talkin’ about some jewelry or somethin’, but you ain’t about to be worried about jewelry with a brand new baby. You needed a new car,” he said. “Sy,” you said as your lip quivered. “Don’t start crying baby. You deserve it,” he said as he cupped your face tenderly.

He put the car seat in before helping you into the passenger seat. “This is so nice Sy,” you said as you checked it out. “Yeah? You like it?,” he asked. “I love it, and I love you. You’re too good to me,” you told him. “No such thing baby,” he said before leaning across the console to give you a kiss. “Now, let’s go get your meds and head home,” he said. You sat in the car while he stopped at the pharmacy when Charlie started crying. You got out and into the back with her. “Aww what’s the matter?,” you said as you got her out of the seat. “Wet diaper huh baby girl?,” you questioned.

You changed her there in your lap but still she fussed. You figured she was hungry so you lifted your shirt a bit and undid the latch of your nursing tank top to feed her. “Alright,” Sy said as he got into the driver seat. Then looked around confusedly trying to figure out where you were. “Shit baby. I don’t know why I didn’t know where you were,” he laughed. “She needed a fresh diaper and was hungry,” you said softly as you rubbed her little cheek with your thumb. “I think this is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen you be sweetheart,” he breathed.

You looked up and snorted lightly. “What?,” he said as he scrunched his eyebrows together. “I am so tired and I’m positive I look it, I’m bloated, my skin is all pale and dry. I’ve got a diaper on Sy,” you chuckled. “I don’t see any of that,” he told you. “What do you see?,” you asked. “The most beautiful woman in the world. The mother of my child. The love of my life, and everything I’ll ever need,” he said as he looked at you. “You’re just determined to keep me crying today huh?,” you said as tears began falling.

“Baby…,” he said as he got out of the car. He came around and opened the door, taking the both of you in his arms. He tilted your head up so you’d meet his eye. “I wasn’t tryin’ to make you cry little darlin’. It’s just all true,” he said softly. He wiped away a tear before kissing you lovingly. “I love you,” you told him. “I love you too,” he breathed. When Charlie was done eating you put her back in her seat and the three of you headed home.

Sy went ahead of you to make sure Aika wasn’t too riled up before coming back and helping you in as you held Charlie in your arms. You were met by both her and Cookie when you came in the door. You made your way to Sy’s chair before sitting and letting them both sniff at her curiously. The two of them had hardly left your side during your pregnancy, now it would seem they were going to be the same now she was here.

“It’s so good to be home,” Sy said as he sat beside you and held you and Charlie close. “It is,” you agree. The next week the two of you spent time trying to figure things out with your new addition. You loved watching Sy be a dad. He was so sweet. Currently he was walking around shirtless doing a little skin to skin with Charlie while you pumped.

Tomorrow night both your parents were coming to visit. They were going to making dinner and bringing it to your house. Nick, Janie, and the kids were going to wait to visit the next week so things wouldn’t get too overwhelming. “You excited to meet your grandparents tonight Peanut?,” Sy asked her. “I’m going to have to actually put clothes on,” you chuckled. You’d taken to walking around in your nursing tank and mesh bottoms most days. Sy grinned sheepishly. “Yeah that’s the only downside,” he said.

“You find this sexy? The postpartum bod?,” you laughed. “Sexier than ever darlin’,” he said sincerely. You smiled softly as his eyes shone while he looked at you. You knew he meant it even though you felt the farthest thing from sexy right then. “I’ll be glad when I can show you,” he said barely above a whisper. You could feel heat rushing to your face and you suddenly becoming very shy. “Mama’s the prettiest mama in the world ain’t she Peanut?,” he then said to Charlie.

That evening both your parents and Sy’s showed up with so much food it was unreal but you weren’t complaining. They all doted upon Charlie all while making you feel cared for and loved. You were sitting there eating some of your mom’s lasagna while Mamaw held Charlie. “She’s just perfect baby girl,” she told you. “She really is,” you said as you looked at her sweet little face. “Yeah you two did real good,” Kerry Beth added sweetly.

Before leaving they insisted on doing all the cleaning and let you go about your nightly routine with Charlie. “That was fun but I am beat,” you yawned. “Yeah me too darlin’,” you ready to go to sleep?,” Sy asked. “Sure am,” you replied as he curled up behind you. “I love you,” he then told you. “I love you too,” you replied.

The next week Nick, Janie, and all the kids came. Livie was five now and so excited to finally meet “her baby.” They brought food as well all took turns checking on you and holding Charlie. “She’s my little best friend,” Livie said happily as she sat and held her. It was so sweet.

Before the two of you realized an entire month had passed. “I can’t believe she’s a month old now. Where did the time go?,” you said through the tears. “Aw now don’t cry darlin’,” Sy said as he comforted you. “It’s just going so fast already,” you sniffled. “I know baby,” he said softly. That evening you put Charlie to bed and decided you wanted to join Sy for his shower.

“Well this is a nice surprise,” he smiled as he held his arms open. You quickly put yourself between them and embraced him. “I miss…,” you began. “I know darlin’. Me too. You healin’ properly is more important to me, of course, but believe me I know,” he chuckled. “You do?,” you asked softly. Sy’s brows furrowed. “Why wouldn’t I darlin’?,” he asked confusedly. “Well I mean I’m… still a little squishy and I haven’t shaved in forever. Then I feel so tired all the time and feel like I’ve aged. And-,” you said before he cut you off with a kiss.

“Baby I don’t got a clue what you’re talkin’ about. You look just the same as you did before. Hell, to me you don’t even look like you just had a baby. You look… so fuckin’ good,” he rasped as his hands ran down to cup your ass. “Yeah?,” you questioned. “Hell yes,” he reiterated. He kissed you again before spinning you around and putting your back to his chest. “This body…,” he said as he ran his hands all over you, “is perfect. It’s beautiful, strong, capable, and absolutely perfect.” You shuddered as he gently rubbed your clit. You leaned back into him as he continued. He kissed your neck, never stopping his rubbing your sensitive pearl. “You’re gonna come for me ain’t you darlin’? I know it’s been a long time but I’ve gotcha. Just let go when you’re ready,” he said soothingly.

You let it wash over you, trembling there in his arms. It felt a little different being it was your first after giving birth but still felt good all the same. You turned around and kissed Sy hungrily before kissing his neck and chest. You moved to go lower when Sy took your face in his hands. “You ain’t got to baby,” Sy told you. “Please let me. You’ve been so good Sy. Taking care of me and Charlie and everything around this house. Being such a good husband and father,” you said between wet kisses around his nipples. “I’m just doin’ what I’m supposed to darlin’,” he said shakily as you kissed down his stomach. “I know and I really appreciate it,” you said as you stroked him a few times.

You greedily sucked him into your mouth, moaning softly at the taste of him. “Fuck…,” he whined. His hips rocked forward gently, unable to help himself with the way you were taking him. It wasn’t long before you had him crumbling above you. “Just like that baby. Oooh… I’m gonna come. Gonna be so much,” he huffed out. You sucked down harder and reached between his legs to fondle his balls. His fingers dug hard into the flesh of his thighs as he strained to be quiet. You could see actual tears in the corners of his eyes as he came down your throat. He was right too, it was a lot but you graciously swallowed down every last bit.

He slid down the wall of the shower in a crumpled, panting mess as you sat across from him. “Come here,” he managed. You crawled into his lap and let him hold you until he calmed down. “That was so good baby, thank you,” he said as your head rested on his chest. “Anytime,” you smiled softly.

The next week Sy had to go into work a bit and while you knew it was coming sometime, it didn’t mean you had to like it. “Do you really have to go,” you said near tears. “I thought I did but you’re really making me second guess it baby,” he said softly. “I’m sorry,” you pouted. “You ain’t gotta be sorry sweetheart. Believe me I don’t want to go. Leavin’ you two…,” he trailed off as he looked down at Charlie. He took the both of you in his arms and brought you closer. He swapped between kissing your lips and her little head over and over. “I just need to go in and check on things. Make sure the guys are doin’ alright. Hopefully I won’t be gone too long,” he said as he looked down at you.

Finally you two were able to let go of one another and let Sy out the door. “So what are we going to do today huh? Daddy already cleaned everything. I guess just chillin’. What you think little lady?,” you asked Charlie. She smacked her lips softly while she slept. You smiled to yourself as you took in her features. She really did look like Sy. From her little nose to her blue eyes and soft chocolate curls. You decided to lay her down in her bassinet in the living room and watch a little tv.

You nursed her periodically as she was hungry and around ten you got a snack then decided to spread out on the couch. You didn’t realize you’d dozed off until Sy came in a shook you gently. “Darlin’,” he said softly. You smiled up at him sleepily. “Hey. I didn’t mean to fall asleep. What time is it?,” you asked. “It’s twelve. Baby you’re leakin’,” he said as he pointed at your boobs. That’s when you noticed he had the pump in his hands. “Oh crap,” you said noticing your soaked nursing tank. He set up the pump up for you as you removed your shirt.

“I didn’t think to put pads on, which I didn’t plan on falling asleep either,” you said as you began pumping. “Shit happens baby plus you needed that rest. I’ll go grab you another top,” he said before giving you a kiss. “Thanks,” you said when he returned. He sat beside you and held you close while you let the pump run. “I missed you so much today,” he told you. “I missed so much too Sy. You have no idea,” you said as he cupped your face. He began to kiss you softly when Charlie stirred. “Well look who’s awake,” he smiled as he scooped her up. He kissed her cheeks and rocked her a bit when you two heard something unmistakable.

“I see how you feel little girl. Poop on Daddy, huh? Well I missed you so I’ll take the poop and all,” he chuckled as he left went to her room to change her. When he returned you were done pumping and had put your top on along with a sweater on the back of the couch. “You cold baby?,” he asked. “Just got a little chilly being topless,” you replied. “I think she’s hungry now. You want me to feed her or you alright to nurse her since you just pumped?,” he asked. “I’m good baby. Would you mind putting those bags in the freezer for now?,” you asked. “Of course,” he replied.

So far your supply had been doing well but you tried to pump a few times a day just to have a stash just in case. “I got us some food from Rusty’s on the way in,” he said as he brought you a plate. “Oh thank you,” you said as your stomach growled loudly. You situated Charlie on the nursing pillow so she’d be able to continue nursing while you ate as well. “Mmm,” you said as you bit into your sandwich. “Good?,” he asked as he ate his burger. “Yes. I haven’t ate much today since I slept. I’m starving,” you told him. “Well I’m glad I got this then,” he smiled.

“Yeah me too because I didn’t think to tell you, we need groceries,” you said. “That’s alright. I can go after we eat,” Sy said. “Well… I was wondering if we could all go. I haven’t been outside the house in so long,” you replied. “If you think you’re ready baby, I’m totally fine with that,” he said. “I am,” you told him. “Alright then. We gotta make a list,” he said.

You two got a list together before getting everything ready to go. When you arrived at the store you opted for baby wearing so you could keep Charlie close. “This is so cute. Next time can I wear the carrier?,” Sy asked. “Of course,” you smiled. You two were in the produce just minding your business. Sy was over by the potatoes while you picked a few bell peppers when you got the crap scared out of you. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doin’?,” Sy barked. You turned to see him holding this middle aged woman by the wrist.

“I was just going to touch the baby’s little head,” she said. You hadn’t even noticed her come up behind you. “You go up touching adult’s heads without their consent?,” he said as he let her go but still kept himself between you two and the woman. “Well… no, but I mean it’s a baby and she looks so cute,” she said. “She’s a human being, and you’ll do best to carry your ass on somewhere,” he said sternly. “Well I never,” she muttered as she walked away. Seeing Sy go all Papa Bear did something unexpected to you.

“That was hot as hell,” you breathed. “What?,” he chuckled. “I want to make out with you in this grocery store right now,” you said making him laugh uproariously. “Well, Mrs. Syverson, you’re makin’ me blush,” he said as he put his arms around you. You smiled up at him before giving him a kiss. “I’ll keep it PG for now Papa Bear,” you winked before going to bag up your bell peppers. The rest of the trip to the store was relatively uneventful thankfully and you were able to get everything you needed before heading back home.

The week came and went and the time for your six week checkup was upon you. You were so nervous which was silly. You wanted to get your birth control and be cleared for sex, but damn were you anxious. You wanted Sy so bad but what if things weren’t the same, didn’t feel the same. You waited anxiously in the exam room while Sy held Charlie. Your doctor came in a cooed over the baby and did your exam.

“Everything looks great. You want birth control?,” she asked. “Yes, I do,” you replied. “Okay while nursing you’ll have to take the mini pill. It’s important to take it the same time each day, alright? Seven days on then you’ll be protected from pregnancy. I’ll send that in right when I leave out of here,” she said. “Sounds good,” you replied. The next week you could really tell Sy was chomping at the bit. He could hardly keep his hands to himself and you yourself were becoming quite restless but still a bit nervous.

It was finally the big night and after Sy went to put Charlie to bed he came back and put himself between your legs and over top of you. He kissed you hungrily but seemed to notice your hesitance. “What’s wrong darlin?,” he asked concernedly. “W- what if it… what if I-,” you stammered. “Hey,” he said as he caressed your face. “Yeah?,” you said softly. “We ain’t in any hurry. Let me take care of you,” he whispered. He ran his hands under your shirt and went to push it up. “I’ll get milk on you,” you told him. “I don’t care. I’ll bathe in that shit baby. Please. I wanna see,” he begged.

You let him take your shirt off and run his hands over your breast. “Pretty titties,” he mumbled before bending down to kiss them. At first he steered clear of your nipples but couldn’t help himself. He sucked one into his mouth and hummed. “Sy,” you gasped. He then gave your other breast the same treatment. “You… you just…,” you said in shock. He shrugged with a smirk. “Tastes pretty good actually,” he said before kissing down your body.

He quickly put his mouth on your clit and groaned deeply. You mewled at the feeling of him absolutely slurping on you. “Sy… fuck,” you moaned softly before he slid his fingers inside you. You began grinding down on his face and fingers chasing release. You bit down on your lip to keep yourself quiet as you came. You sandwiched Sy’s head between your legs as you huffed through your nose and trembled while he worked you through your orgasm. “Fuck yes,” he rasped before kissing up your body. “That was beautiful baby. YOU are beautiful,” he said as he teased your entrance with the tip of his cock.

“I’m ready Sy. Give it to me,” you told him. “You can have whatever you want baby,” he said as he eased into you. He kissed you softly as he moved forward. “Oooh shit,” he shuddered once he was fully set. “Mmmm,” you whimpered. “You alright baby? Feel okay?, he asked. “Yeah it’s just…,” you trailed off. “Fucking tight,” he strained. “Yeah,” you whispered. He began moving his hips slowly and with time you started loosening up.

“Harder,” you said as you clung to him. “Baby I- I don’t wanna hurt you,” he said. “You won’t Sy. It feels so good I just need really need it. Please,” you begged. He kissed you fiercely as he moved his hips faster. “Mmhmm,” you whined against his lips. “Fuckin’ so good and tight.. not gonna last much longer baby,” he said huskily. “Don’t stop… I’m so close. Don’t-,” you gasped as your orgasm hit you full force. “Oh my God,” you groaned as your eyes rolled back. Your legs shook at the intensity of it, while Sy began unloading inside of you. A shiver overtook his body making him shake with his last thrust.

He took your face in his hands and kissed you lovingly. “Mmmm. You alright baby?,” he asked as brushed the hair away from your face. “I’m great,” you smiled. He had a goofy grin on his face as well before he kissed you again. “We better get cleaned up real quick in case Charlie wakes up,” he said as he carried you to the shower. You looked at him dreamily as he sat you on your feet. “What baby?,” he chuckled lightly. “I just love you,” you sighed. “I love you too,” he replied with a kiss.

2 Years Later

It was a warm summer day. You, Sy, Charlie, and Aika were out in the yard having a fun time playing in the sprinkler. For a moment you were sat back on your towel while Sy chased Charlie around. “I’m gonna get you,” he growled, making her squeal. “No Dada!,” she giggled. You watched them and felt so much love in your heart. You couldn’t believe this way your life, your family. You felt like your heart could just burst as Sy scooped Charlie up in his big arms.

He was grinning from ear to ear as he tickled her little tummy. “Mama! Help!,” she called out. “Mama’s coming!,” you said as you got up. She reached out to you as you came close and took her in your arms. “Haha Dada!,” she said. “Haha?,” he said as he arched an eyebrow before scooping the both of you up. “Sy,” you laughed. “Oh no!,” Charlie yelled.

“Now Daddy has both of us. What are we gonna do?,” you asked her. “I not know Mama!,” she laughed. He kissed you then her before sitting you on your feet. She wiggled until you put her down so she could go back to the sprinkler. Sy took you in his arms and gave you a kiss before you two watched her play. “Gah we made a cute baby,” he said. “Yeah. I think it’s about time to make another,” you said sheepishly. “Oh darlin. You’re serious?,” he asked. “Yeah of course, why?,” you asked. “Because I’ve been hopin’ you’d tell me that,” he smiled. “Yeah?,” you questioned. “Hell yeah,” he said as he picked you up and spun you around.

“I sure do love you,” he said with a kiss. “And I love you,” you replied. “Uh oh!,” Charlie said as she managed to turn the sprinkler over sideways. “Hold on baby, Daddy can fix that,” he said as he went over to her. She clapped her tiny hands happily as he set the sprinkler right for her to play. You looked at him and smiled. From the moment you two met he’d been fixing things, and now he was your forever. He’d always been there, just like he’d been from the moment you met, and definitely after you agreed to let him love you. You couldn’t believe how incredibly lucky you were to have him. Just the thought brought tears to your eyes.

“You comin’ back to play Mama?,” he asked with that lopsided grin you loved so much. “Comin’ Mama?,” Charlie asked as well. “Yeah my babies. Here I come,” you smiled.

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You weren’t sure what exactly possessed you to move out to Texas in the middle of summer of all times but you just knew you had to get the fuck out of Georgia. That’s where your ex fiancé and your cousin that he had cheated on you with were and you couldn’t stay there. 

Your favorite great aunt had left you a house out there and you weren’t totally sure of the condition of the place but you didn’t care, anything would do. When you arrived early Monday morning you were pleased to see it wasn’t too bad. It seemed like someone had been tending the yard. The house could use a fresh coat of paint and the steps at the front porch sagged a bit but you’d get around to fixing it all. 

When you went inside things weren’t too terrible either. Nothing a good deep clean couldn’t fix, which you decided to start on immediately. You grabbed your cleaning supplies out of your Trail Blazer and got to work. You cleaned and clean then brought in your things. You didn’t have a lot, but you’d start the unpacking soon.  

Before you realized it was 3:00 in the afternoon. Your stomach growled ferociously. “Gotta find food,” you said. You rode into town and on the way you noticed a local furniture and appliance store. You needed all of the above so it was perfect. 

“Hello ma’am, can I help you?,” asked the cashier. His name tag read Nathan. “Sure. I need like every home item possible so I’d like to buy some things. Do y’all deliver?,” you asked. “We sure do. What exactly are you looking for?,” he asked. “Living room set, bedroom set, desk and chair for a home office, maybe a bed and dresser for a guest room, kitchen table, washer and dryer, fridge, and maybe a dishwasher,” you told them. “Jeez you weren’t lying, huh?,” he said with a laugh. 

“Nope,” you laughed, “I just moved into my great aunt’s old house and everything is gone. “Oh you mean Ms. Millie’s old place?,” he asked. “Yeah that’s it,” you said. “Well, welcome to town. I’ll be glad to help you pick out some things,” he replied. He walked around with you, making a delivery order for all the items you picked out. 

“Not trying to pry but are you rich or something? This is gonna get expensive quick” he asked. “Not rich. I’d been saving for a house for awhile and that fell through so I’ve got some extra funds,” you told him. “Gotcha,” he replied. “Do y’all have small appliances too? Like toasters and such?,” you asked. “Right this way,” he motioned. 

After getting everything you needed you went to pay. “They’re anywhere good to eat around here, Nathan?,” you asked. “Yes ma’am. Right across the street, Rusty’s Diner. Got the best burger around,” he replied. “Thanks so much for everything,” you said. You made your way across the street and ordered a bacon cheese burger and fries to go. You were a disheveled mess after your long day and decided you didn’t want to stick around town any longer than you had to. 

The rest of the week you kept working on making the house your own. You had your furniture and appliances so that was set and by Thursday you mostly had the house the way you wanted. You decided to spruce up the flower beds so you went into town and bought what was needed. 

You got some hanging plants for the porch and flowers for the beds then went home and got everything looking nice. Saturday morning you were out on the porch watering your hanging plants when you noticed your neighbor. You hadn’t yet met him, but this morning he was in his yard cutting the grass. 

His hulking frame seemed to barely fit on the mower. From what you could tell he was pretty massive all over, he had a full beard, and possibly a shaved head beneath his floppy hat. When he turned he noticed you there and waved with a smile, which you returned. He had sunglasses on but from what you could tell he had a handsome face. 

You were going down the front porch steps to water your flowers when the middle saggy step gave way beneath you. “Mother fucker!,” you shouted with gritted teeth. Your right foot was undoubtedly broken and completely stuck within the step. “Shit,” you said, with tears in your eyes. 

Just then you heard heavy footsteps quickly approaching. It was your neighbor. “Hey sweetheart, you-,” he started. “Shit. I saw you fall and I was gonna ask if you were alright but clearly not,” he said. “It hurts and I’m stuck,” you managed. “Alright, alright. Sy’s gotcha. Just hold on,” he said. 

He grabbed the board at the break and carefully pulled at it until it came loose. “Alright, I’m gonna lift you outta there now, if that’s okay,” he said. “Yeah,” you told him. He lifted you as if you weighed nothing and sat you down on the front lawn. He sat back on his heels across from you examining your foot. 

“Not looking too good, sweetheart. I’m Eric Syverson by the way. Most people call me Sy,” he said. You told him your name. “Well it’s nice to finally meet my new neighbor but I definitely wish it was under different circumstances,” he said with a smile. “I agree,” you said with a laugh. You looked up and noticed he’d removed his sunglasses. He had the bluest eyes you’d ever seen. 

“Look, if you want I can take you to the hospital. I’m pretty sure that’s broken so you shouldn’t drive yourself,” he told you. “I don’t want to be a bother,” you told him. “Honey, you ain’t no bother. Come on,” he said, lifting you off the ground. He carried you over to his house and sat you in the front seat of his red and white Bronco before going in and grabbing the two of you bottles of water and an ice pack for your foot. 

He gingerly lifted your feet so they sat across the bench seat against his thick leg, then he held the ice pack in place with one hand as he drove with the other. “So what brought you way out here darlin’?,” he asked. “Well I needed a new beginning, you know?,” you said. “Something bad?,” he questioned. You didn’t know why but you felt pretty comfortable with him. 

“You want the truth?,” you asked, not sure if he was ready for you to unload what the real reason was. “Nothin but,” he replied. “I was engaged. I’d been with the man three years and I thought things were great. That was until I found out he was going behind my back with my cousin,” you said. “Ouch,” he replied with a wince. “Yeah. Double betrayal. She was my closest cousin too,” you replied. 

“Well she’s obviously got some issues but that man clearly has to be a fuckin idiot for letting you go,” he said. “Why do you think that?,” you asked curiously. “I mean you’re clearly a strong, self sufficient woman. You’ve moved all the way out here, whipped that house most of the way into shape all on your own. You seem sweet and you’re real pretty, if you don’t mind my saying,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’ll take the compliment,” you said with a soft smile. 

“But really, I’m sorry you went through all that. Nobody deserves that,” he said. “Thanks, so what about you? What’s your story?,” you asked. “Well, I’m third generation military. Special forces actually. I’m home now and have been a few years. I own a little home repair company. We work on homes and small businesses,” he said. You couldn’t help but burst into laughter. 

Sy gave you a strange look. “I’m sorry but I just can’t get over the irony that my literal neighbor is a home repair guy and I just fell through my front fucking steps,” you chuckled. He smiled. “If only we’d met earlier in the week. I can fix that by the way, your steps,” he told you as the two of you pulled up to the emergency room. “That would be greatly appreciated,” you replied. 

“What do you do for work?,” he asked before coming around to scoop you up once again “I’m an accountant. I quit my office job back home but I plan on finding a work from home job as soon as I get internet. I’ve got people coming to install next week,” you told him. He nodded. 

He carried you through the front door and the ladies at the front desk’s heads snapped up immediately. “Eric? What’s happened?,” a lady asked. “Well, Mama, my new neighbor here fell through her front steps. Had to go in for a rescue,” he said. “Well ain’t that just like you,” she said. He smiled. “I’m Kerry Beth,” she said to you. “Hello,” you said, then telling her your name. 

“Well you can have a seat over there and I’ll bring you the paperwork, alright sweetie?,” she asked. You nodded as Sy carried you to a seat then pulled one across you so you could elevate your foot. “Here you go,” Kerry Beth said, handing you a clipboard. You realized then that you didn’t have any of your information with you. “I don’t have my wallet,” you said. “Just fill out what you can, sweetie. You can either come by or call back later with any missing information,” she told you. 

You filled out what you could then waited until the nurse called your name. Sy carried you back to the room then sat in the chair beside you. He didn’t have to stay but you were kind of glad he did. “Alright so what happened here?,” a nurse named Gina asked. 

“Well I was going down my saggy front steps and I fell through. I’ve just been in my house a week and hadn’t gotten around to fixing them much to my regret,” you told her. “I see. You staying at Ms. Millie’s old place right?,” she asked. “Yes,” you replied. “And Sy here came and helped you after you fell?,” she continued. “Yeah?,” you said, unsure where she was going. “Too bad you hadn’t met him earlier in the week. He could’ve fixed that right up for you girl. I’m his first cousin, only reason I know,” she said with a smile. 

“Oooh okay! Yeah he told me the same thing when we were on the way over. I wish. Would’ve avoided all this drama. I’m pretty sure it’s broken,” you told her. “Well I’ll get an X-ray tech down here and get it checked out,” she said. “Thanks,” you replied. 

They came in and got an X-ray of your foot and your ankle was indeed broken. They gave you the option between a cast or boot and you chose the boot just so you could still wash your foot in this heat. After showing you how to put it on properly and grabbing you some crutches you were set to be discharged. 

“I’ll carry you back out sweetheart, since you ain’t got any shoes on,” Sy told you. You didn’t argue. He loaded you back up into his Bronco and headed into town. “Where we going?,” you asked. “Figured I’d grab the supplies to rebuild your steps and grab us some lunch real quick,” he said. 

He went into the hardware store as you looked over the menu he had from Rusty’s. “Whatcha thinking darlin’?,” he asked. “This chicken Philly and some spicy fries with a lemonade sounds good,” you told him. “Alright,” he said before heading in. He came back and handed you your food. 

“You mind if we just eat right here? I’m starving,” he said. “Not at all,” you replied. The two of you ate in comfortable silence before heading to your house. You were about to let yourself out before Sy came around and started to lift you once more. “I don’t want you tryin’ those steps just yet sweetheart,” he said. “Will they hold the both of us though?,” you asked worriedly. 

“We’ll take them slow,” he said. “If you’re sure. I would gladly drive you to the E.R. but I can’t carry you,” you said, making him laugh. The laughter rumbled through his chest and into you as he held you close. “Well at least I know you’ve got my back,” he replied. He started up the steps carefully, skipping the broken one. 

Once you made it to the porch he sat you in one of the chairs you’d gotten for it before going back and grabbing your crutches. “Now, let’s get this fixed,” he said as he began pulling tools out of the back of his truck. You sat out there awhile, brining him water as needed. He had sweat pouring down his face so badly he finally removed his shirt so that he could wipe his face with it. 

You couldn’t help but admit to yourself he had an impressive body. He somehow seemed even more broad shirtless. Muscles rippled with his every move as sweat glistened across his chest hairs. You blinked a few times as you realized you were staring. Thankfully he hadn’t noticed or if he did, he didn’t say anything. 

When you noticed the time you decided to hobble inside and start some supper. You made sure to make enough for Sy as well. It was the least you could do after everything he’d done for you today. About the time you were finished he was coming inside. “Hey sweetheart, I’m all finished up now… Wait, what you doin? You should be off your feet” he asked. 

“Making us some supper,” you replied innocently. “You didn’t have to do that,” he said. “Well I mean you’ve done so much for me today, I figured it was the least I could do,” you told him. “It does smell good. Whatcha got?,” he asked after a moment’s hesitation. “Hamburger steak and gravy, mashed potatoes, and rolls was the original plan, but then I decided some broccoli and mac and cheese would be good too,” you told him. 

“Well if you don’t mind having a stinky man at your table how could I say no to that,” he told you. “You could smell like anything right now I wouldn’t care. You’ve been my hero today, really. Come get a plate,” you said. “You go sit,” he told you. “Sy I can-,” you started. “Sit,” he said a second time. You relented, taking a seat at the table. 

He washed his hands and then fixed the both of you a plate. He brought them to the table. “Whatcha want to drink, sweetheart?,” he asked. “Some water please,” you told him. He grabbed you a glass of water before helping himself to some of the sweet tea in your fridge. 

When he sat down, you watched him as he began eating. Cooking for others always made you nervous. “Mmm,” he hummed as he chewed. “Good?,” you asked. “Delicious. Best home cooked meal I’ve had since I was last at my Mama’s,” he said, making you blush. “You blushin’ sweetheart?,” he said with a grin. “Maybe,” you said shyly. 

Before it was over Sy had seconds so there was no doubt he enjoyed the food. “What do I owe you for the steps?,” you asked when the two of you were finished. “That meal was payment enough darlin’. I promise,” he said with a smile. “If you’re sure,” you said. “I am. I want you to come try these steps out before I head home,” he said. 

You made your way out to the porch with Sy close by. “I’m just gonna stand right here in case. Don’t want you falling a second time today,” he said, keeping his arms out and ready. You managed to make it to the bottom and back up unscathed. 

“Oh here darlin’,” he said handing you his phone, “Put your number in there and I’ll text you mine so we can get in touch if we need to.” You did as he asked before asking, “Does your company do painting Sy?” “Sure do. You thinking about painting the house?,” he asked. “Yeah it could use a fresh coat and I’m thinking a change of color,” you said. 

“Alright. Well you just figure out what color you’re wantin’ and let me know. I’ll be glad to do it”, he replied. He typed at his phone and you felt yours buzzing in your back pocket. “Good deal,” you replied. “Well I’m gonna get on home, sweetheart. I need a shower somethin’ fierce. If you need anything don’t hesitate to call, you hear?,” he said. “I won’t and thanks again so much for everything, Sy, really. I dunno what I would’ve done had you not been here,” you said. 

“Anytime, darlin. See you later. G’night,” he said. “Night,” you replied before watching him drive away. You pulled out your phone and opened the text. “Just Sy, darlin’,” it read. You smiled before saving his contact. 

Part Two

The next few months pass in a blur of good times and great sex between Sy and Sarah. One night she’s laid back on the couch, Sy between her legs with his head resting on her stomach. She’s mindlessly running her fingers through his hair, but still he seems oddly tense. “What’s wrong Daddy?,” she asks worriedly. Sy’s blue eyes find her gaze. “It’s been three months Sugar. I— I really wanna keep seein’ you, but I know it’s ultimately your decision,” he says.

“I didn’t even realize it’d had been three months already,” she ponders. “Yeah,” he breathes. “Guess it’s true what they say, time flies when you’re having fun. I wanna keep seeing you too Sy,” she tells him while caressing his face. “Thank God,” he says releasing a breath. He scoots up further so he can crash his lips into hers. He kisses her breathless before taking her face in his hands. “You’re so beautiful, you know that? I don’t think I tell you enough,” he then says. “You tell me all the time,” Sarah replies, light blush painting her cheeks.

He kisses her once again before getting up and scooping her up into his arms. “Where are we going?,” she giggles. “Bed darlin’. I wanna hold you,” he tells her. When they get settled Sarah is tucked tight into Sy’s chest, fingers curled into his chest hair per usual. Sy cups her face to give her another tender kiss before pulling her impossibly closer. “Night baby girl,” he murmurs into her hair. “Night Sy,” she replies.

The next week is hectic for Sy, and he’s tense not being able to see Sarah as much as he’d like. Thursday evening they get to talk on the phone a bit. “Are you alright?,” she asks softly. “I’m just tired. I— I miss you,” he admits. “I could come see you at work tomorrow. Bring some lunch?,” she questions. “I’d like that. Would you stay with me this weekend? I wanna take you out to dinner. Somewhere nice,” he comments. “Of course,” she replies.

The next day Sy anxiously awaits Sarah’s arrival. It’s been too long (four and a half days) since he’s got to see her pretty face. When she arrives, food in hand, Sy’s on her before she realizes. “Oh,” she squeaks as he wraps her up in his arms and gives her a kiss. “Mmm,” he hums contentedly. “You did miss me,” she teases before discretely locking the door. She kisses him again, letting it linger. “You have no idea,” he says when she pulls away. “I think I might,” she says cheekily as she brushes against his erection.

She moves away from him, sitting the food on a table in his office. She’s got on a pretty little sundress that Sy wants to push up around her waist. “Sugar,” he says as he comes up behind her. His arms wrap around her middle before inching up to her breasts. He begins kneading at them before kissing her neck. “We… can’t have sex here Daddy. I’ll make a mess,” she tells him. “You gonna deny your daddy, darlin’?,” he asks before kissing her some more. “I didn’t say that,” she tells him before spinning around in his arms.

She kisses him hard before guiding him back to his seat. “Sugar what—,” he says as she pulls him down until he sits. When she kneels down between his legs, his eyes darken. “Fuck,” he gasps as she undoes his pants and pulls his cock out. She pumps him a few times, admiring how bead after bead of precum comes dribbling out before wrapping her lips around the head. She laps at his slit, humming at the taste of him.

She can’t take much of him, being that he’s so thick, but she starts bobbing her head up and down, letting drool run down his shaft so she can wrap both hands around it and stroke what she can’t take. Sy’s head is thrown back, him biting his lip so hard to keep from moaning. It feels so damn good his legs are shaking. When he looks down at Sarah he sees she’s pulled the top of her dress down to expose her breasts. She continues sucking him off and stroking him with one hand while the other wanders.

She lightly tweaks at her nipples before reaching under her dress. She dips her fingers into her pussy just to gather a bit of her slick, before rubbing at her clit. “Mmm,” she whines against him. “Fuck Sugar. You touching yourself?,” he asks, knowing the answer. He can hear how wet she is. “Mmhmm,” she whimpers. He cups her face and pulls her off of him for a kiss. “You needy for me darlin’?,” he questions. “Yes Daddy. I want your cum” she says, still stroking his cock. When she focuses on the head he shudders.

She can feel his cock tensing and quickly puts her mouth back on him. She jerks him off into her mouth, eagerly swallowing down every drop he has to give. His entire body tenses as he cums. He lets her suck at him until his cock becomes oversensitive, when he gently pulls her off. She pouts lightly. “I can’t take no more Sugar,” he pants before tucking himself back into his pants. “Your turn,” he then growls. He helps Sarah up off the floor before pushing her dress up and sitting her on his desk.

He lays her back before pushing her breasts together and lapping at them. “O—,” she begins before his hand covers her mouth. “Gotta keep quiet baby girl,” he tells her before making his way down her body. He groans when he sees how soaked the gusset of her panties are. “You got this wet from sucking me off darlin’? You’re so good for me,” he says before moving her panties to the side. He laps greedily at her cunt, wanting to taste her arousal.

He wants so badly to slip a finger in, but he knows penetration is a sure fire way to have her spraying him down. Later… he thinks. He slides up to her clit, so desperate for his attention. “You want Daddy to suck on this pretty little clit of yours Sugar? She’s so pretty and puffy for me,” he murmurs. “Yes,” she mumbles into his hand while nodding her head furiously. He’s barely even done anything and already Sarah has tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

“Poor needy little thing. Fingers just aren’t as good are they?,” he sighs before taking her clit into his mouth. Sarah shakes her head in response before crying out against Sy’s hand. “Little pussy tastes so fuckin’ good,” he says against her skin. He gently sucks at her clit while letting his tongue flit against it. It doesn’t take long for Sarah to go taut and cum. He keeps licking her clit before popping off and running his tongue up her pulsing slit, making her thighs shake. He kisses her clit lightly before fixing her underwear.

When he stands up, he removes his hand and presses his lips to hers. “Thanks for bringin’ me lunch Sugar,” he then smirks. “Thanks for feeding me,” she replies with a smirk of her own. “Gonna kill me woman,” he laughs before helping her up. “I got burgers,” she says, bringing them over to his desk. Just then the door handle rattles. “Mr. Syverson?,” his assistant, Melanie calls out. Sarah looks at Sy sheepishly. “Did you lock the door Sugar?,” Sy teases. “Maybe,” Sarah replies. Sy shakes his head and opens the door to grab the file he’d asked for.

After eating their lunch Sy brings Sarah into his lap and showers her with kisses, making her giggle. “I got something for you,” he tells her. “Really?,” she asks. He opens the top drawer to his desk, pulls out a key, and hands it to her. “What’s this to?,” she asks. “My house,” he replies simply. “You’re sure?,” Sarah asks. “Of course. I want you to be able to come and go as you please. Honestly I want you there waitin’ for me when I get home this evenin’,” he says. “Okay,” she says before getting quiet.

“What’s wrong?,” he questions. “Nothing. I just need to ask you something,” she tells him. “Ask darlin’. Anything you want, you know it’s yours,” he tells her. “My mom wants to meet you. She mentioned the three of us having breakfast Sunday morning at the Huddle House,” Sarah says nervously. “That’s all? What’s got you frettin’ Sugar?,” he asks. “I dunno. I just didn’t know if you’d want to,” Sarah shrugs. “I’d be glad to. I mean you met my parents. It’s only fair, and I’m not worried darlin’,” he tells her.

“She’s a little concerned about our age gap,” Sarah says as she worries her lip. Sy gently pulls her lip from her teeth with his thumb. “I’m ready to ease any worry she’s got. You wanna be with me dontcha darlin’?,” Sy asks. “Of course I do,” Sarah says softly. Sy kisses her tenderly. “Then we don’t got a thing to worry about, okay?,” he says. “Alright,” she replies before kissing him again.

After leaving Sarah decides to go on to Sy’s. Honestly she likes that he trust her so much and wants her around that badly. It oddly makes her feel good, like she’s important to him, which maybe she is. He’d assured her their friendship mattered, but still. The fact this was an arrangement always lingered at the fringes of her mind because she didn’t want to get too attached and make a fool of herself.

Right now she had one goal in mind. What they’d done in his office was amazing, but it was a far cry from what they both actually wanted. She went inside, promptly changed into the pink lace lingerie set he’d picked, then threw the matching robe on, just not to be completely bare when Greta showed up to make dinner. She lounged around relaxing, and when Greta came and went she shed her robe.

She had her head in the fridge, rummaging for a drink when Sy came up behind her. “All this for me,” he asks as he wraps his arm around her. “Of course, Daddy,” she says as she leans into him and takes a sip of her water. She places it back into the fridge and shuts it before grinding her ass into his hard cock. Sy lets out a growl before lifting her off her feet and maneuvering her so that she’s bent over the counter. He doesn’t waste time in pulling her tiny panties down and ridding himself of his clothes.

“Uhhh,” he groans as he slips into her. He stills trying to give her time to adjust, but is surprised where Sarah starts pushing back onto his cock. “Fuck me Daddy. I want it,” she whines. He starts thrusting into her and her body goes lax against the counter as she moans wantonly. “I want it too Sugar. Been thinkin’ about burying myself inside this sweet pussy all fuckin’ day,” he tells her. He unlatches her bra before pulling her back flush to his chest. He rubs her breasts, her stomach, her clit, anywhere he can be, he’s there.

Sarah’s a sobbing, mumbling mess as he fucks into her. She runs her hand down to her lower stomach and feels his cock moving beneath her skin. “You like feelin’ me all they way up there in your tummy darlin’?,” Sy asks before kissing her neck. Sarah nods feebly as her eyes roll back and her orgasms pulls her under. Sy quickly rubs her clit from left to right with his fingers to prolong her squirting. Just the knowledge that he makes her cum so hard, makes his cock throb.

When she’s finished he pulls out so he can carry her over to the dining table. He wants to see her face, see what he’s doing to her, and how his cock slips in and out of her. He eases back in, watching the way her little pussy sucks him in. “Y— you like watching Daddy?,” Sarah stammers. “Fuck yes. Pretty little pussy’s so greedy. Sucks me right in. You like this cock Sugar?,” he asks as he begins pounding into her. “I love your cock Daddy. Mmmm,” she whines as he fondles her breasts. “You take it so well baby girl, like you were made for it,” he tells her.

His words have her gripping down on him so tight, it’s making it hard for Sy to move. “Cum Sugar. Fuckin’ cum all over me,” he tells her, and she does. Her back arches, and her toes curl as she showers him with her nectar. She reaches down and plays with her clit while Sy continues gently pinching at her nipples. Her mouth is formed into that little pout Sy can’t get enough of as her hips rock against his thrusts.

“You make me feel so damn good darlin’. Gonna load you up. You ready?,” he asks as his cock begins to tense. “Please. I want it,” she whines. “It’s yours. It’s all yours,” he grunts as he starts to cum. Sy doesn’t know what it is, but there’s something about sex with Sarah that makes him cum so damn much, tonight even more so than usual. “Can’t stop fuckin’ cummin’,” he nearly whimpers. It’s sloshing up her pussy and down the seam of her ass. “Don’t stop. Give it all to me,” she says as she uses it as lubricant while rubbing her clit again.

“All yours darlin’. Only yours,” he pants as he continues to hammer into her. His cock catches just the right spot and has Sarah cumming again. “Fuuuuck,” she screams as she writhes. Her body turns to the side of its own volition and Sy pulls her closer and continues to fuck his cum into her. She’s trembling as his powerful strokes draw out the both of their pleasure. The feeling of his thick seed all over her makes her feel so hot, she wishes he’d never stop, but finally he’s spent.

Sarah looks up at him, seeing the thin sheen of sweat over his entire body as his chest heaves, and doesn’t know if she’s seen anything hotter in her life. Sy feels the same when he turns her to her back and spreads her legs. She’s painted up from front to back with him, and he can’t believe it’s making him hard again so fast. Sarah sits up and brings him down for a passionate kiss. “Please say you’ll take me again in the shower. Please,” she begs. “I’ll give you anything you want darlin’,” he says before carrying her away.

After dinner they have a peaceful night’s rest. Sy awakes before Sarah and immediately notices something’s off. He pulls back the cover, trying to figure out why he’s wet, when he realizes Sarah’s started her period. “Sugar,” he says as he gently wakes her. “Hmm?,” she hums sleepily. “Darlin’ you started your period,” he tells her. “What?,” she says as she quickly sits up. She looks at Sy’s boxers and the bedsheets and bursts into tears. “I’m sorry. I— it’s three days early,” she sobs.

“Hey,” he says as Sarah shakes her head. “I got you all gross and messed up the bed,” she wails, thoroughly embarrassed. “Sarah,” he says sternly. Her eyes snap up to meet his. “I am a grown man Sugar. I can handle a little blood. It’s alright. You’re alright darlin,” he tells her. Her chin wobbles as more tears fall, and he’s not sure if he’s ever seen anything he likes less. He scoots closer and takes her in his arms, cupping her face in one hand. “Please don’t cry baby girl. My heart can’t take it. I promise it’s alright. We can get a shower. I’ll wash the sheets then I’ll order whatever you want to eat. It’s fine,” he says soothingly.

Then they do just that. They get a nice hot shower as Sy holds her close, gently massaging her sore body, as she sniffles against his chest. “Are you okay Sugar,” he asks worriedly. “Yeah. Just mortified,” she says as she looks up at him. “Blood don’t bother me darlin’. I promise it don’t. If you felt better I’d prove it to you,” he tells her. She looks up at him surprisedly. “What?,” he chuckles. “Period sex?,” she questions. “I never have before honestly. Opportunity never presented itself, but I would with you,” he shrugs. “Well aren’t I special,” Sarah smiles softly. “You are,” he says before giving her a kiss.

When they finish their shower, Sy gives Sarah some privacy so she can take care of herself. Meanwhile he goes and finds her a comfy sweatsuit to wear. He takes it along with some comfortable underwear and socks and lays them on the bed for her. When she comes out he asks her what she’d like to eat. “Chocolate… and pizza. Maybe some Parmesan garlic knots too,” she tells him. “I gotcha Sugar,” he tells her.

Thirty minutes later they’re in the kitchen eating a Philly cheese steak pizza, Parmesan bread bites, and some cookie brownies. “Thank you Daddy,” she says before leaning over to give him a kiss. “Anything for my girl,” he says making her smile. “I was thinkin’ about taking some steaks out for supper. Maybe makin’ steak and shrimp, some veggie and chicken skewers, salad, and some kinda bread,” he then tells her. “I thought you wanted to go out?,” she asks. “Well now I wanna cook for you instead. Tell me honestly, do you feel like going out Sugar?,” he asks.

“Not really,” she says as she takes another bite. “Then it’s settled. You need to get some rest before we go to have breakfast with your mama in the mornin’ anyway,” he says before kissing her forehead. After lunch they settle in to watch some tv. Sy pulls Sarah to lay on top of him before covering the both of them and putting a hand under her hoodie. She melts into him, his warmth soothing her sore body.

The movie they’d been watching ended and Sy hadn’t realized Sarah was asleep. Pretty little lips parted slightly as she breathed. He looked at her fondly before leaning back to nap himself. A few hours later Sy was awoken to movement. “Where you goin’,” he mumbles as his arms tightened around her. “Bathroom,” she says before placing a small kiss to his lips. He reluctantly let her go, before stretching and getting up himself.

When she finished Sarah found Sy in the kitchen cutting up vegetables. “I can help,” she offers. “No darlin’ you just keep me company,” he tells her. “When’s the last time you’ve been to the zoo?,” Sarah asks randomly. “Shit Sugar I dunno. Maybe when I was a kid,” Sy tells her. “Yeah me too. I’ve been thinking about going. Is it weird to go as an adult?,” Sarah asks. “I don’t see why it would be. Next weekend when your period’s gone and you’re feelin’ better, we’ll go together if you want,” he tells her. “What about our date?,” she asks. “We can do both baby girl,” he says with a smile. “Okay,” she says happily.

After Sy’s done cooking they both eat way too much. “Oh my God,” Sarah groans as she rubs her stomach. “You okay?,” he asks. “I ate too much and a cramp just hit. Feels I’m being stabbed,” she winces. “I’ll get you some ibuprofen,” he says. After taking her pain relief, carries her up to his bed before stripping her down to her underwear and pulling her into him. “Mmm,” she sighs. “Yeah?,” Sy chuckles. “You’re so warm. Feels good,” she tells him. “Good,” he says before giving her a kiss.

The next morning Sarah is a bundle of nerves. She’s still not feeling her best but her she’d already told her mom they were coming. She huffs as she ties her hair back before Sy wraps his arms around her from behind. He kisses her cheek a few times and makes her smile. “You look cute,” he tells her. “It’s just a T-shirt and biker shorts,” she chuckles, having opted for the comfortable option today. “Doesn’t matter,” he says before cupping her jaw and turning her face to his for a proper kiss.

The finish getting ready and Sarah loads up a small purse with her period products before going to the garage. Sy lifts her up into his truck and kisses her again before getting in the driver seat. When they arrive her mom is already there waiting for them. Sy takes her by the hand before leading her to the door. He opens it for her, of course, ever the gentlemen.

“Hey baby,” Diane smiles before embracing Sarah. “Hey Momma,” she replies. “You alright? You don’t look well,” Diane then says. “Gee thanks,” Sarah teases. “You know what I mean,” Diane fusses. “I’m fine. Got my period yesterday. This is Sy,” Sarah then tells her. “Nice to meet you ma’am,” Sy says as he holds out his hand. They all sit, Sy holding Sarah close as they look over the menu. After they order Diane starts in.

“So tell me about yourself,” she tells Sy, so he does. He gives her all the necessary details. “I didn’t know you were a veteran,” she then says. “Yes ma’am. Went until I couldn’t,” he tells her. Finally the food is brought and they all take a reprieve from conversation as they eat. When they’re done Diane gets a glint in her eye that Sarah doesn’t care for. “Mom,” she warns. “I’ve gotta ask honey,” Diane starts. “Sarah told me you were concerned about our age difference,” he says.

“I am. My daughter is a young woman, and it’s not only that. You’re in a position of power, you know? You’re wealthy. I just don’t… want her being taken advantage of in that sense,” Diane admits. “Ma’am I’d never do anything like that to your daughter. She means too much to me. Honestly in this relationship… she’s in the driver’s seat. She don’t ask for nothin’, but if she wants it, it’s hers, and I mean that when it comes to material things or anything else. My time, my care. Anything she needs I’ll gladly give it to her, not expecting anything she’s not willing to give of her own free will in return” he replies.

“Do you love her?,” Diane then asks, stoping Sy dead. “Mom… come on. It’s only been three months. Don’t put him on the spot like that,” Sarah says. “Sorry,” Diane says. They part ways with hugs, and a mention of seeing each other again soon. What Sarah doesn’t know is that the entire time Sy’s heart is trying to leap out of his chest, all while he’s trying to keep cool. Diane’s question… it sent him into a spiral. It absolutely hit him like a ton of bricks.

He does love Sarah. He loves her so much it makes him ache. She’s all he’s ever wanted and so much more, but he can’t tell her that. He made it clear in their contract that they weren’t to fall in love, now here he is breaking his own damn rule. This information startles the shit out of him as much as it enthralls him but the worst part is, he has no idea what to do with it. On one hand it’s only fair for her to know, but on the other he’s terrified if he admits it to her, he’ll lose her.

It’s selfish of him, but for now he decides to keep it to himself. He can’t stand the thought of his… feelings he’s not even supposed to have causing him to lose the best thing in his life. When they get back Sarah plops down on the couch where Aika quickly joins her. “Aww. She’s finally warming up to me,” she tells Sy while rubbing her ears. The sight makes his heart squeeze in his chest. “I’m glad Sugar,” he replies as he stands there.

Sarah looks up, taking in his expression. “Hey, I’m really sorry about my mom. So inappropriate, but she doesn’t mean any harm. Are you… okay?,” she asks. “Yeah darlin’ I’m fine,” he lies as he sits beside her on the couch. He wraps an arm around her and feels her small frame melt into his touch. She looks up at him and smiles sweetly, making him smile as well. “Gimme kiss,” she then says, puckering up her lips. Obediently he leans down and places the tenderest of kisses to her lips. He can hear her exhale contentedly and he melts, deepening the kiss between the two of them until they’re both breathless.

The weekend ends with Sarah having the knowledge the Rose Ball is the following weekend, and she’s nervous. Sy’s had a lot of work to do but Wednesday he convinced Sarah to come stay with him. They’ve eaten dinner and are currently cuddled up on his couch, Aika resting peacefully on her doggy bed across the room. She’d warmed up to Sarah in her time there, but she still wasn’t much of a cuddler.

“What the matter little darlin’?,” Sy asks. She looks up at him with a pout. He runs his thumb across her lower lip before leaning down to give her a kiss. “What is it,” he reiterates. “I— I don’t know about going to your mom’s ball Sy. She probably won’t like me being there,” Sarah says softly. “Why would you think that?,” he asks. “Because I’m— I’m nobody and you’re living in this big fancy world. I’m sure she wants you with some rich girl and—,” Sarah says before Sy cuts her off with another kiss.

“I don’t give a damn what she wants. If I did I’d already be married to one of those rich girls you mentioned Sugar. If she’s got too much to say about you, I’ll put her in her place. I’m a grown man. I don’t need my mama’s approval,” he tells her. “But—,” Sarah begins. “No buts. Now. I think you could use a distraction. I’ve been thinkin’ about getting my mouth back on that sweet little pussy of yours since the first time I tasted it. Lay back and take your shorts off,” he tells her. Sarah does as she’s told before spreading her legs, putting herself on display for Sy.

“I’ll ruin your couch Daddy,” she says as he turns to face her. “Good thing I could give a damn less about this couch,” he murmurs before burying his tongue in her cunt. “Oooh,” she gasps. He slowly draws it out before latching onto her clit. He nurses on it before slipping a finger into her. “Sy,” she moans as she tangles her fingers into his hair. “Yeah? That feel good baby girl?,” he asks before putting his mouth back on her. “Yessss,” she groans as she gushes around his finger. He slips his finger out and begins lapping up her juices, making her body shake.

“Daddy please. Please. Ahhh,” she cries out. “Tell me what you need,” he says before continuing eating her out. “Need you inside me,” she whines. He sits back and takes his clothes off before beckoning to her. “Come sit on my cock Sugar,” he instructs. Sarah shakily makes her way to him before squatting over his girth. She grabs him and lines him up, while bracing herself on his shoulder with the other, and eases down on Sy’s cock little by little.

When she finally hits bottom she’s shaking in his arms. “You alright darlin’?,” Sy asks. Sarah has her head resting against Sy’s shoulder as she clings to him. “Sarah,” he says, cupping her face in his hands. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how thick you are,” she pants. “Fuck,” he breathes before kissing her fiercely. He caresses and paws at her body until he can feel the trembling stop. “Come on darlin’. Ride me,” he pleads.

She keeps her hands draped around his neck as she begins to bounce up and down. She can’t achieve the same pace Sy can but he doesn’t care. For the moment he just wants her to use him for her own pleasure. He wants all that worry she has to slowly slip away. “Mmm,” she pouts. “That’s it. That’s my girl. Take it how you want it,” he encourages. “You feel so good Daddy,” she whimpers. “Gonna cum for me?,” he says as he starts thumbing at her clit.

She nods while seeming to gasp for air. “Let go baby girl. Can feel you gripping me so tight. Doin’ so good. Gonna have to reward you for bein’ so good for me,” he tells her, sending her right past the edge. Her pussy gushes between them. Sending her juices up Sy’s stomach, down his pelvis, onto his thighs. It nearly drives him crazy. Her fingernails bite into the meat of his shoulders as she works herself through the aftershocks of her orgasm.

She lays feebly against his chest once she’s finished, and Sy waits until she’s caught her breath before speaking. “What do you want now Sugar? Whatever you want, just ask,” he tells her. She raises her head and kisses him before looking into his eyes. “I want you on top of me, holding me close, fucking me so good I forget my own name until you cum inside of me,” she tells him. It makes Sy feral. Before Sarah can blink he’s flipped her beneath him.

His hips begin moving rapidly as he wraps his arms around Sarah. “Closer,” she says as she tries to pull him down. “Sugar I’m too heavy,” he says with a furrowed brow. “I don’t care,” she pouts. He lowers his body until it’s flush to hers and she lets out a contented sigh. The feeling of her small body beneath his is short circuiting Sy’s brain. He should be worried he’s making it hard for her to breathe but he can’t get past how much bigger he is than her.

It’s making his cock throb. “I’m gonna cum again Daddy,” she mewls into his ear. “I’m right there with you darlin’,” he strains. “You fuck me so good Sy,” she squeals right before cumming. Her body writhes in his arms just as his cock explodes. His hips speed up as he does his best to draw out his release. It feels so good he doesn’t want it to end but inevitably it does. When it does Sy leans down and gives Sarah a kiss. “All better now?,” he asks. “Mmhmm,” she says sleepily, making Sy chuckle. “Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed,” he says as he carries her off.

The week passes and Saturday Sarah is back at Sy’s. She’s standing there in her towel, looking down at the gorgeous regency era dress Sy’s picked for her. It’s blush pink of course with a pearl colored pair of gloves and shoes. “You gonna put it on for me?,” Sy asks as he wraps his arms around her from behind. “Yeah,” she says softly. “Do we need to go back to the shower?,” he asks, alluding to the mind blowing sex they’d just had in there. “No Daddy,” she giggles. “We’ll be late but we can,” he says mischievously.

She turns in his arms and gives him and gives lingering kiss. “As nice as that would be, I won’t be able to walk if you take me like that again,” she says sultrily. “Don’t threaten me with a good time Sugar. Would definitely be a better time than goin’ to this damn thing…,” he trails off. “If you don’t want to go we don’t have to Sy,” she tells him. “It’s expected of me little darlin’,” he shrugs before moving to get ready. Sarah does the same. Slipping on her clothes before going back to the bathroom to fix her hair.

When she comes out of the bathroom Sy takes in her stunning form. She’s so beautiful it nearly hurts him to look at her. “Are you— are you alright?,” she asks him. “Yeah Sugar. You just look… so amazin’. Come here,” he tells her. She makes her way to him and sees some jewelry cases sat out. “Oh Sy I can’t,” she says as he opens the rose gold set. “You can darlin’. Please just for tonight?,” he questions. “Alright,” she acquiesces.

Tonight they have a driver take them to The Monument. Sarah sits, wringing her fingers until Sy takes them in his. “I’m glad you’re comin’ with me Sugar. Thank you,” he tells her. “I’m sorry you have to go and don’t want to,” she says softly. “You bein’ with me’ll make it so much better,” he says. “You mean it?,” she asks. “Course I do,” he says before leaning over and giving her a kiss.

They arrive and like the first time Sy signs in, adding Sarah as his guest before heading into the ballroom. It’s extravagant to say the least. Flowers adorning every surface, people dancing and drinking, and the elite of the town filling the room. “Eric! Eric!,” a feminine voice rang out across the room. A tall, slim woman with dark curly hair makes her way across the room. “So glad you could make it dear,” she says as she hugs Sy. “Of course Mama. Wouldn’t miss it,” he tells her.

“And who is this lovely young lady?,” she asks, dark eyes roaming over Sarah. “This is my date, Sarah Kincaid,” he replies. “Lovely to meet you. I’m Suzanne. Kincaid… that sounds familiar. Are your family here tonight?,” she then asked. “Oh… no ma’am. My family isn’t… of the same social standing as you all,” Sarah says meekly. “Well, no matter. I’m just glad to see my Eric with someone. I’ve been trying to get him to date for the longest time, and you two do look nice together,” she says. “Thank you ma’am,” Sarah replies.

“Well help yourself to whatever you like. There’s plenty of food, drinks. Wait… how old are you?,” Suzanne asks, studying Sarah more closely. “Twenty three,” she replies nervously. “I thought you looked a bit young. Your motives are pure with my son, yes?,” she then asks. “Mama I perused her. You ain’t got nothin’ to worry about,” Sy tells her. “Alright. Just looking out for my baby boy. You two have fun,” she says with a smile before walking away.

Sarah releases a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. “Well that went better than expected,” Sarah says. “She ain’t so bad. She is high society these days, don’t get me wrong, but honestly people gave her shit when she married my dad too. She was a waitress at his favorite spot. Knew he had to have her when he saw her so he went after her,” Sy tells her as they move towards the bar. “Sounds familiar,” Sarah smirks as Sy orders the two of them a drink. “Yeah well,” Sy smiles back.

Just then August approaches the bar with a large, curly headed man and another dark haired guy that looked to be around Sarah’s age. “Sy. Miss Kincaid. You both look just dashing tonight,” August says in a mock English accent. “That was terrible,” the curly man says in a true English accent. “Sugar you’ve met this oaf, but this is Detective Walter Marshall and his nephew Mike Danvers. This is my date, Sarah,” Sy says proudly.

“Nice to meet you,” Walter says as he shakes her hand. “You’re here with this old man?,” Mike teases before shaking her hand as well. “He’s not old where it counts,” she says with a wink before leaning back and giving Sy a kiss. “I’m going to go to the ladies room. I’ll be right back,” she says. He gives her another quick kiss before letting her go. “Man… where’d you meet her?,” Mike then asks. “The dentist. This fucker broke my tooth and now I can’t even be mad,” he chuckles while watching Sarah cross the room.

“You’re welcome,” August says before downing a shot. “She is a young one though, no? Can’t be older than Mike,” Walter comments. “She’s twenty three, but I mean… we’re happy. Ain’t that what matters?,” Sy asks. “I suppose so. I’m glad to see you’ve found someone. I know the dating pool in this circle leaves much to be desired… although I do think I’ll take that blonde over there into the bathroom in a bit. She keeps looking at me like she wants to eat me alive, and it’s been a while” Walter comments.

“Better get to her before I do. That ass is… well it doesn’t leave much to be desired,” August smirks. “You should just go for Amelia. She’s been wanting to fuck you for months now man. Won’t even give me a chance,” Mike quips. “Might be a good idea,” August shrugs. “You have good ideas?,” Sarah teases as she returns. “High five on that,” Mike says, holding his hand up. Sarah fives him and they all laugh. “You tell him darlin’,” Sy says as he wraps an arm around her from behind and pulls her to his chest.

He places a kiss to her cheek before handing her another drink. “I can’t have many of these. You’ll have to carry me out of here,” Sarah giggles. “I’d be glad to,” Sy smiles down at her. “I want to dance,” she then says. “Your wish is my command,” he says, pulling her out onto the dance floor. “He’s got it bad,” Mike says as they watch Sy and Sarah dance. “I thought you said it was an arranged thing August?,” Walter questions. “It was supposed to be, but I do believe little Mikey is right. Big man is totally taken with her, which there are worse things. She seems like a good person,” August comments.

After a night full of drinking, dancing, and eating to their heart’s content Sy and Sarah decide to call it a night. They make sure to tell his parents goodbye before getting in the car and going back to Sy’s. “When we get home I wanna fuck you. I want you so bad. Cock is so hard for you Sugar,” he rasps as he paws at her thighs. “I want you too,” she replies.

Luckily the drive isn’t too long to Sy’s. As soon as they’re in the driveway he scoops her up and carries her inside, directly to his bedroom. He tosses her on the bed before positioning her face down ass up. He rucks her dress up before sliding her tights down. She’s dripping with arousal for him, just as he is for her. He takes the sticky end of his cock and rubs it against her aching clit, making her cry out. “Stop teasing Daddy,” she whines. “I ain’t darlin’. Want you to cum like this. Wanna see your pretty pussy pulse for me,” he tells her.

He applies more pressure, making her gasp. “Just like that,” she keens. He rubs her until her pussy starts pulsing wildly for him. “That’s it,” he praises before leaning down to lap at her. “Ahhh. Fuck,” she screams as he reaches down and grabs at her nipples. He teases them while eating her out until she cums again. “Please Daddy. I need you,” she begs. He pulls her up to rid her of the rest of her clothes before laying her back on her stomach.

He gives her ass a light smack before pulling her hips up slightly and putting a pillow beneath her. “This alright?,” he asks. “Yes. Now please—,” she chokes out before he straddles her hips and eases into her. He leans over top of her, laces his fingers into hers, and begins to move. Within the first few moments Sarah is sobbing. “Feels so good Sy. Please don’t stop. I’m gonna—,” she babbles. “Darlin’ I wouldn’t dream of stoppin’. Let me fuckin’ have it,” he groans. Her body shakes and tries to curl into itself as she cums hard.

“Shit,” he says as he pulls out and turns her on her back. He pushes her thighs back and watches as he renters her. “God damn. You have no idea how good you look split open on my cock baby girl,” Sy tells her before fucking her harder. “Mmm. Oh fuck. Oh fuuuuck,” she screams as she cums again. Sy watches as she gushes everywhere, then notices the little frothy ring of cream on the root of his cock. It sends him into a frenzy. He scoops Sarah up, legs over his shoulders, gets up, and stands up with her. She holds on as he fucks her with abandon.

“You and this juicy little pussy of yours are drivin’ me crazy. I can’t get enough,” he pants. “Have… all you want Daddy,” she hiccups. He thrusts up while simultaneously slamming her down on his thick cock. “Fat cock’s… gonna make me cum again,” she huffs out right before blowing. He puts her back in the bed and fucks her in the spooning position. “You alright darlin’. I— I’m sorry. I’m so fuckin’ hard,” he pants. “I can take it Daddy,” she says as she reaches down to play with her clit. He watches, completely entranced with her.

“Gimme those tittes,” he grunts before fondling at them. Without warning she cums again, body jerking in his arms. He reaches down and moves her hand out of the way before taking his cock out and slapping her clit with it. “Ahhhhh,” she whines, as she keeps gushing. Before either she or Sy realize, he starts to cum all over her pussy. He hurriedly shoves himself back inside of her as he finishes unloading.

He knows Sarah is spent so he tenderly cleans her up before cleaning himself. He leaves her soaking in the tub while cleaning up the ruined sheets and the mess on the floor. “You ready baby girl?,” he asks when he returns to find a nearly sleeping Sarah. “Yes Daddy,” she says softly, letting him help her up. He helps her into a comfy sleep set before pulling her into the bed in his arms.

“I really am grateful you went with me tonight Sugar. That was my best Rose Ball yet,” he tells her before giving her a tender kiss. “Thanks for taking me, although I think coming back here was the best part of the night,” she said with a smile that Sy returns. “Oh really?,” he asks. “Mmhmm. Never been dicked down so good in my life,” she said, making him laugh uproariously. “Well anytime you need it, I’m your man,” he replies. “Yeah you are,” she says with big yawn. “Night darlin’,” he then says. “Night Sy,” she says, snuggling in closer.

Collins Cooke stood at five foot one inch, and that had always made people underestimate her. But, her entire life her parents had really reinforced the “tiny but mighty” mantra. They taught her to be strong, and tough, and not to take anyone’s shit, which was helpful in her line of work.

She had been a bartender most of her 20’s, and now at 26, she was moving to an all new workplace. The Lasso was owned by the same guy she’d been working for, but had suddenly become severely understaffed when August had to fire several of the people working there.

“This place?,” Collins asked incredulously. “I know, but it’s a fucking redneck’s paradise,” he answers. The last place she was working was called Seasons and waaay more upscale than this place. Hardwood floors along with exposed hardwood everywhere, simple tables, a fucking mechanical bull. Collins laughed to herself with a shake of her head.

“Well I guess most of us round here are a little redneck. That why you chose me boss man?,” she asks. “No. I chose you because you don’t take any shit. A lot of the girls here either couldn’t cope with the more rowdy crowd, or they let every dick that walks in here into their pants. Some of them were stealing and on drugs too and I know you don’t touch the stuff,” he tells her.

“Well I’ll do my best not to let you down,” she says firmly. “Good. You already know what you’re doing when it comes to bartending, but I’m going to let Rita take you under her wing. She’ll make sure you know what you need to know about the people who come in here. Come on,” he motions.

“This the new one?,” a woman of maybe forty with deep, auburn hair asks. “Rita this is Collins. She’s as good as they come and tough as nails,” August assures her. “Well we need a bit of that around here. Come on, honey. I’ll get you all set,” she says with a smile. Collins nods and gets behind the bar with her.

“So August has talked you up real good, and I’m inclined to believe him because he’s not a bullshitter in the least,” Rita tells her, making Collins laugh. “Well neither am I, just so you know. Anytime there’s an issue you just let me know,” Collins replies. “I think we’re gonna be just fine little miss. Now how much has he told you about this place?,” Rita asks.

Collins goes over what she’s been told while they set up the bar. “Sounds like you’ve heard a lot, but August forgot to tell you one very important detail,” she says. “What’s that?,” Collins asks. “Do. Not. By any means, let the bull riders sweet talk you. ESPECIALLY that Syverson,” she says with a huff. “Oh yeah?,” Collins questions.

“Yes little ma’am. They’re all alright looks wise, but he is one handsome son of a bitch and he knows it. The worst kind of silver tongued devil you can imagine. Runs through the women in here like a freight train,” she scoffs. “Hmm. Well I’ll definitely look out for that one then,” Collins assures her.

Collins works the bar with Rita for about a month and has really caught on. “Told you she’d do fine,” August tells Rita. “Yeah. She still hasn’t faced the bull riders yet, but I think she’ll be alright,” Rita replies. Within a few nights Rita and August are able to find out.

The saunter in, loud and boisterous as usual, which catches Collins’s attention. When she turns to look she gets an eye full. Thick is the first word that comes to mind. Thick beard, thick body. Bright blue eyes under his black Stetson, and a mischievous smile. “That’s him,” Rita says as Collins stares. “Of course it is,” Collins replies with an eye roll. Because who else would it be? He had heads turning from the moment he stepped into the room.

Sy scans the room before the petite bartender catches his eye. Sy has never been one to discriminate when it came to women. Short or tall, plus sized or thin, blondes, brunettes, or redheads. He didn’t care. He simply loved the female form. Everything about it. But every now and then a woman would bring out a certain craving for him, and this woman had brought out his impulse to manhandle.

He could do that with the most of them being he was strong as an ox, but something about this sweet little thing had his cock chubbing up as he approached the bar. Probably the visual of her up on his shoulders, his face buried in her pussy, but who could really say?

When he gets there he gives her his signature smile and is met with an unimpressed look. Her dirty blonde hair just reaches her delicate collar bones, half up it pulled up on top of her head, and her bright green eyes shine despite the dull lighting and her dead set mean mug. It makes him chuckle. “What can I getcha?,” she asks flatly. “Well—,” he begins before she stops him short. Collins watched his lip drag between his teeth and knew what was about to come out of his mouth.

“And before you try and get cute I ain’t on the menu,” she quips. “You sure? Because honestly you’re what I want,” he drawls. “We can’t always get what we want,” she says with a shrug. “I’ll take him if you don’t want him CC,” another bartender, Kaitlin jokes. “CC huh?,” he smirks. “Seriously… what do you want Sy? You’re holding me up,” she says. “You know who I am?,” he questions, amusement furthering. “Yeah she’s been warned, now order or get away from the bar Syverson,” Rita interjects.

“You ain’t no fun Rita. I’ll have a Michelob, CC,” Sy tells her. She nods before handing him a bottle and moving on. The entire night he sits in the corner, watching Collins. Women try to get his attention, hang off of him even, but he can’t be bothered. “What the hell is wrong with you?,” his cousin, and manager, Walter asks. “Huh?,” he says, finally snapping out of it. “You’ve been watching that mean little bartender all night,” Walter chuckles.

“I want her but… she don’t want me?,” Sy says with a tinge of confusion. “Imagine that,” Walter replies. “Don’t be a fuckin’ asshole. This ain’t normal,” Sy insists. “Rita said she’d been warned. Maybe she’s not impressed by the cocky persona… or all the fucking you do,” Walter shrugs. “Ain’t you supposed to be on my side here?,” Sy asks with an incredulous huff. “I am. Just being honest,” Walter replies, unbothered.

Sy contemplates that. His ways had never been a bother to anyone before, and even if a woman had been a bit apprehensive at the start, he’d usually won them over with very little effort. He wasn’t afraid of a challenge though, so he’d just have to try to crack through this frosty exterior this woman… CC, had.

“I’m about to go darlin’, get out of your pretty hair. You sure you ain’t interested?,” he asks. “I’m sure,” she replies with the same nonchalance she’d had the entire night. “Your loss,” he shrugs, earning a scoff. “I’m sure the whole eight seconds, because that’s all it takes to bull ride right, that you’re talking up here is such a loss. Eight seconds. I’m so sad,” she deadpans. “Damn you’re a mean one,” he laughs dryly. “Is it makin’ you hard?,” Collins replies, catching him off guard.

Sy seems to choke on air as this wicked woman stares him down. She licks her full lips, and her pert breasts heave with her breaths. “Seems like I’ve got the bull by the horns,” she smirks. Sy still can’t speak, never having been so dumbfounded in his life. The shocked look on his face makes Collins burst into laughter. “Get the fuck outta here Sy,” she manages between her gasps. “Little bitch,” he finally spits out before walking away. “Best bitch you’ll ever meet,” she calls after him.

That night Sy goes home alone and fucks his fist hard to the thought of slamming into a mean, smart little mouth attached to a particular bartender. When he cums it wracks through him so hard he falls to the floor of his shower with a spasm. “Fuck,” he huffs out as he catches his breath. He’s never been so conflicted in his life after masturbating. She’d pissed him off so bad at the bar, yet… It turn him on more than he’d ever remembered. What was this woman doing to him?