Chapter 226

That night when Tori entered her old bedroom she found Richie, naked, inspecting the mirror on her dresser. “What are you doing?”

“Hmmm? Nothing.” His lips twitched when he saw her in her nightshirt – his t-shirt. He had gotten used to her coming to bed naked. Of course, at home the bathroom was an ensuite, not down the hall like it was here. He climbed into bed beside her, but when he tried to take her in his arms, she stopped him. “What’s the matter?” She hadn’t had her daily quota and he knew she must be hungry.

She shrugged and actually blushed. “I know it’s silly, but it is my parent’s house, and I feel like a teenager again, afraid we’ll get caught.”

He chuckled. “Angel, we’re married! Your husband wants to make love with his wife. Are you going to say no? That you don’t want it? Have the cravings gone away already?”

“No. God, no. I want you so bad I ache! It’s just….”

“I know. It’s our first time under your father’s roof, and it feels a little weird. It’ll get easier after this.” He lifted her face up to his. “You know that there is nothing legally or morally wrong with us making love right?”

She sighed. “I know, but….”

His mouth crashing down on hers stilled her protest. While his tongue played with hers, his hands played with her body. He knew just the right spots to drive her wild. She didn’t even notice when her nightshirt went flying across the room. Within minutes she was writhing beneath him, her body humming with desire. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore he stopped and pulled away.

“What…?” She reached for him.

He turned himself around so that he was laying on his back, his head at the foot of the bed. He beckoned her with one hand. “Come here babe. Straddle me.”

Smirking, she obeyed, sat up and swung one leg over his waist. He gripped her hips and shook his head. “No not there.” Her brow rose. He stuck his tongue out. “Here.”

A shiver ran down her spine as she realized what he wanted. Her heart began to pound as she positioned herself as per his request, and felt his lips press against her damp flesh. His hands came up over her hips and long fingers pulled open her swollen folds, exposing her throbbing core to his questing tongue. She groaned and watched as he licked a path the length of her cleft. He tilted his head slightly until he could see the mirror. “Watch.”

Tori glanced in the mirror and gasped. “Oh God!” She stared, riveted at the sight of his lips and tongue exploring and tasting her most intimate flesh. Her first climax hit when she saw – and felt – his tongue push deep inside her. Her hands clenched on her thighs to keep from collapsing on him. He wasn’t done, and she didn’t have the will to stop him, or move away. All she could do was watch helplessly as he feasted.

When he felt her thighs quivering, his hands rose to cup and knead her breasts, squeezing the hard tips. But moving his hands hid the actions of his mouth from her view. “No!” She blushed, but was too far gone to let her embarrassment stop her. “I…I want to see!”

He grinned and eased back slightly. “Then use your own hands.”

She frowned. “I…I can’t.”

He shrugged. “It’s up to you.” He nuzzled her, and flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue.

With a ravaged moan she gave in and reached down to pull back the soft folds. He let her watch his tongue circle and lick her clit for several minutes, drinking her free flowing juices, before finally closing his mouth around the pulsing nub and sucking. She barely managed to stifle her scream as she shattered.

He caught her as she collapsed and helped her down onto the bed beside him. Sitting up, he sat back on his heels and watched her come back to earth. She turned her head, her chest heaving as she sucked in oxygen. Her eyes were dark and glowing as she took in the sight of him in all his glory, the evidence of his desire standing tall and proud.

She grinned and crawled towards him. “My turn.” Bracing one hand on his thigh, she used the other to tease and stroke his hard shaft. Unable to resist, she leaned forward and set her mouth to his flesh, licking, kissing and sucking her way up and down his erection. His hands slid into her hair, lifting it out of the way so that her actions were clearly visible. A glance at the mirror had her mouth watering and her arousal building again. Oh yeah I want that inside me, and soon! Her eyes met his in the mirror and she watched the heat increase in the chocolate depths with each swipe of her tongue over his flesh. Opening her mouth wide, she took as much of him as she could and quickly settled into a slow rhythm.

Richie alternated between watching the scene in the mirror and looking down to see his shaft slide in and out of her mouth, her tongue a teasing hot flame. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore, and he gently pulled her away. She pouted. He chuckled in his throat and brushed his thumb over her bottom lip. “Look at me.” His voice was deep and gravely. “Look at how big you’ve made me with your mouth.” He dropped to a whisper. “Do you think I’ll fit?”

She felt her insides melt as though to make room for him. The sight of him made her shiver. She hadn’t thought it was possible, but he looked bigger than ever.

“Do you want it?” He brought her attention back to their situation. She nodded. “Then turn around.”

She was turned half way away from him when she thought to wonder what he had in mind. One glance in the mirror gave her a pretty good idea. Breath shortening, she dropped and braced herself on hands and knees and watched him shift closer. She moaned softly at the feel of the broad head of his erection nudging her opening. She whimpered at his slow penetration.

“Does that hurt? Maybe it’s too much.” He started to withdraw.

“No!” She pushed back towards him. “It doesn’t hurt. I want it. I do. Please!”

“You’re sure?”

“Richie! Please!”

He chuckled and filled her slowly. Her eyes closed at the feel of him stretching her delicate tissue. “No! You have to watch and tell me when I’m all the way in.”

She forced her eyes open and locked her gaze on the sight of his enormous erection being absorbed by her body. She sighed when their bodies met.

“Is that all of it?” He clenched his jaw against the need to pound into her. She nodded. “Are you sure? What about now?” He flexed his hips and nudged deeper.

She smothered her scream with the blanket. She’d barely caught her breath when he started to move. He pulled all the way out only to slide back in again. They both watched in the mirror as he again pulled all the way out and slid back in. The next withdrawl brought more whimpers from her. “No! Stay! Please!”

“You want this inside you?” He thrust deep again.

“Yes! Baby please!”

“How do you want it? Gentle or hard? Fast or slow?”

“Hard and slow.”

He nodded and hoped he was up to it. He’d set up the visual aids to increase her desire and need, but it was working on him as well. Taking a tighter grip on his control he took a deep breath and gave her what she wanted.

She shuddered at the sight of them in the mirror. She was so primed it was only minutes before she clenched around him and felt the pleasure wash over her. Assured that she’d found heaven, Richie let go and did what his body had been demanding. He gripped her hips and pounded into her. Once again the blanket prevented her screams from reaching beyond the bedroom. This time he met her release and poured into her. They both collapsed on the bed.

She turned to see his face and raised a trembling hand to stroke his cheek. “Unbelieveable.” She panted. “Absolutely…incredible.”

All he could do was nod his agreement.



The next day after lunch Richie pulled his mother-in-law aside. “As you may have noticed, Tori’s craving maple syrup.”

Helen grimaced. “Yeah, at least I was hoping that’s what it was when she dipped her grilled cheese sandwich into it.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, that was one of the most disgusting combinations she’s come up with yet. The main problem is that she wants the real stuff and that’s hard to find in California. Is there some place around here that I can get some?”

“Yes. Friends of ours make their own. Tori’s always loved it. I can take you out there now if you like.”

“That would be great.” He called upstairs to Ava. “Bean I’m going out with Grandma Helen to pick up some maple syrup for Tori. Do you want to come with us?”

“Sure.”

While they were getting their coats on the doorbell rang. Helen opened it, revealing Karin on the other side. “Hi Karin, come on in. Tori’s downstairs with Joan.”

“Hi Helen. Merry Christmas Rich, Merry Christmas Ava.” Karin stepped inside.

“Hi Aunt Karin!” Ava hugged her.

“Merry Christmas Charlie. We’ll be back in a little while.” Richie hugged her, smirked at her confused look and headed outside to warm up the car.

Karin hung up her coat and headed downstairs. After greeting Tori and Joan, she looked at her best friend. “Why did Richie call me Charlie?”

Tori frowned in thought for a minute then laughed. “Charles is the name of Shirley Temple’s husband. Congratulations Karin, you are now officially a member of the Jovi family. You have your own nickname.”

Joan rolled her eyes, but chuckled. Karin snorted and groaned.

“How is Shirley, anyway?” Tori’s smirk widened into a grin as Karin blushed.

“Good. Very good.” The look in her eyes told Tori she wasn’t talking about his health. They’d been seeing each other on a fairly regular basis for the past two months and she’d never been happier.

Tori chuckled and squeezed Karin’s hand. “Good. I’m very happy for both of you.” She paused. “I have some news.”

“Oh?” Her eyes lit up. “Have you and Richie fulfilled Ava’s wish?”

Tori laughed, but nodded. “Yes, or at least we will have come June.”

Karin gave out a small scream and hugged her friend tightly. “That’s wonderful! See I told you there was nothing to worry about! Can I tell David or do you want to?”

“You can tell him, but ask him not to tell Jon and Dot. We’re going there for New Year’s and we’ll tell them then.”

Karin nodded. “I’ll threaten him with discolouration if he spoils the surprise.”

Tori laughed. Even Joan joined in – she’d heard the war stories. They were still talking about babies, family and practical jokes when Richie, Helen and Ava returned.

Ava ran downstairs.“We’re back. We got you some real maple syrup so that you don’t have to eat the fake stuff, and some maple sugar for times when there’s no syrup around.” She informed Tori, then leaned over and patted her stomach. “Hi Peanut.”

Tori smiled and winked at her. Karin chuckled. “I guess I don’t have to ask if you’re happy about having a brother or sister.”

Ava shook her head. “I can hardly wait!”

“She thinks it’s a boy.” Richie added as he took a seat.

“And what about you?” Karin asked.

“Am I happy? No, I’m beyond happy. There are no words to describe my feelings. Do I think it’s a boy? I don’t know and I don’t care. As long as everyone’s healthy, that’s all that matters.” He kissed Tori’s temple.

“Aunt Charlie, where’s Uncle Shirley?”

Tori and Karin stared at Ava, then turned to Richie.

“I’m not being held responsible for that one!” Tori warned her husband. He just chuckled.