Mature Content

CANDY.

Candy Bandit strikes again.

My wife has candy everywhere spread out on the dining room table as she carefully writing on lollipop-

"JAYLAN!" Lizzie grumbles hiding her 'surprise' for me later this evening. She covers her assortment and I arch my brow. "What about dinner?"

"Don't be such a Papi" She sass, making my jaw tick. "Elizabeth, don't forget we are alone tonight."

Lizzie scrunches her nose at me and I kiss her on top of the head trying to see what kind of tortured game she going to get me into but she blows my view with those full heavy mangos "Jaylan don't its a surprise." She whines.

"Alright alright alright," I throw my hands up in surrender. 

Our son Noah rushes over from behind me and plucks a Lollipop from the table then snuggles up to his mom. 

"Noah, no candy until dinner." Lizzie unwrapping the lollipop for him anyway enabling her bad behavior. 

The sight of the two spreads warmth across my chest as I watch Lizzie be the mother I knew she would be perfect at. The two have similar chubby cheeks and dimples. The only thing Noah has of mine is his long legs and brown skin. My gaze lifts as I see Stephen and Alexis's wedding announcement, the two finally happily and at peace with each other in our refrigerator next to Noah's little scribble papers everyone around it. My eyes flicker back to them cuddling up and Lizzie kisses his forehead.

"Come on little nugget, we will be late to go see Uncle Steve and Aunt Lisa."

Noah's big wide brown eyes like his mom soften as he looks at his mom delicately placing another piece of dum dum loll- I cover my eyes as my lips turn into a playful smile. Lizzie wants this nice to be special and I couldn't agree more.

Noah bounces and I bracket his sides and lift him up in the air and he squeals like his mother. I can't believe I'm married... let alone a Dad. To say, i would be here maybe four years ago I would have laughed in your face and told you were fucking crazy but Lizzie...

Lizzie changed that all.

I glance at her one last time as she swirls around a lollipop she is eating, making the cobra awaken out of his slumber. 

 Lizzie flickers her eyes at me and look at me through her eyelashes. "Adios Noah, be a good boy for Tio and Tia. I love you" she says a mouthful. 

I'm going to have her a mouthful tonight.

Noah bravely nods as he knocks the side of his face into mine. I lick my lower lip at her and the pink that makes my body come to life spreads across her cheeks. Lizzie blushing never gets old to me and I love it every time.

Holding Noah at my side I adjust the Diaper bag on my shoulder and we walk out the door. My eyes gaze around the front lawn, the pathway that used to be crooked almost bringing my ankles several times. Lizzie has lanterns around the pathway making the ambience at night more homey.

Married life with Lizzie has been way more exciting yet challenging the past couple of years. Between starting the NBA, Lizzie being a nurse and the little blessing in front of me. Life has shaken up for the better. I mean there have been bumps in the road like me not being home all the time when i'm traveling. 

We still make time for each other which we worked on when we were just dating. I feel bad though because when I was in Memphis for a game Lizzie found out her dad died and I immediately left the game to see her. I never saw Lizzie so broken even more broken when she found out he had a stroke. It devastated her but out of the tragedy our beautiful son Noah. It sucks that my father in law wasn't able to see his beautiful grandson but I truly believe he already knew what he looked like when he met him in Heaven with my mom.

I place Noah into the car seat securing him with the seatbelt. He brackets my face with his tiny hands and squeezes. I let out a breathy chuckle and kissed his forehead. I shut the door and walk around to the driver seat. Starting the engine and raving it for Noah who bubbles over in laughter.

"Again Daddy," He giggles, wiggling little legs in the car seat.

I do it again and his laughter just pulls my lips into a smile. He is truly a gift from my mom because of his childlike personality and everything I had before PJ came into our lives. I pull off out the driveway heading towards Aunt Lisa and Uncle Steve's house. I haven't really talked or seen PJ since our argument at their house but he has text me a few times with a different tone asking how our family is doing.

Not to be spiteful but I want to protect Noah from him at all cost. He doesn't deserve to see Noah at all let alone be apart of his life. Noah means the world to me and I want to protect him at all cost from the life I had growing up. Through the reflection, I see his face a picture of pure joy and curiosity. His eyes sparkle with excitement watching the busy streets of Baltimore. His tiny fingers pressed against the window, tracing the patterns of the passing buildings.

"Noah you want to call Uncle Marcus," I press the navigation screen on my car.

"YAY!" he chimes.

Noah is Marcus and Big Red's god son. I had to negotiate with Jordy by allowing him to be my best man while Marcus takes this responsibility. Marcus is a family man now and I couldn't be any more proud of him because he took in big shoes that needed to be filled in order to make his household function and blend with Maxine,Noelle and Harlem, their son. Thankfully Chris isn't interfering with their lives like previously so now they can truly be a happy family.

The phone rings a few times until he picks up

"YO" His deep voice vibrates the car and Noah laughs, "Hi Uncle Bacon"

Marcus laughs and so do I. Lizzie thought it was a great idea because of the countless times we would eat his bacon.

"Sup lil man."

Before I could utter a word, Noah gasp in excitement, "I'm going to see Uncle Teeve" He struggled to say.

Marcus chuckles as I hear Red Dragon grumble in the background to speak to Noah.

"Tell Uncle Teve I said hello"

"I will," Noah nods in pride.

I pull up to the curb and view the house that shaped me into becoming a man. Not outdated or lost character.

"Bye Uncle Bacon, I have to go" Noah tries to squirm in his seat. I shot him a firm look and Noah stopped immediately. "Noah Elias" I firmly say because he knows his mother would have a full on heart attack if she knew how to unbuckle his seatbelt that i taught him because i'm trying to teach him some big boy tips.

Noah dips his chin and Marcus laughs and hangs up.

"Noah you can't do that when Mommy is in the car."

"Sorrwe" His doe eyes made all the firm dad mode out the window. He got it from his mom. He is too good.

Noah calms up and I chuckle. We got out together and he was in my arms. I walk to the gate and open it with a characteristic squeak. Uncle Steve said he would fix that weeks ago. I shake my head and walk up the patio stairs and knock on the door. A loud bark makes Noah's eyes big because Malachi bribed uncle steve and aunt lisa to get a dog since Aunt Lisa is pregnant.... Yes you heard me... she is pregnant. At forty two, I couldn't believe Uncle Steve still had it and on second thougt-

I shiver up my spine when the door swings open, Aunt Lisa screams atheistically and holds out her arms to Noah who lays his head on my chest. She leans in and kisses the back of his head and we walk inside. Aunt Lisa is six months pregnant but looks like she is going to pop.

"My boys" Aunt Lisa plants a kiss on my cheek and warm spreads throughout my body.

"Noah is ready for this sleepover, right Noah" I bounce him in my arms. We walk past the photo of Lizzie and I on our wedding day. I chuckle at how the girl spent months and months of planning for her magical beach wedding she always dreamed of. 

 With countless hours of powerpoint presentations and conferences meetings with a point I might add in our living room. I couldn't have ask for a better day with her, our close friends and our family. It was small but intimate which was unusual for Lizzie taste being a party fanatic. We get to the living room and Uncle Steve and Malachi are putting together a lego set. Uncle Steve's glasses fall on the bridge of his nose and i chuckle at how delicate he is trying to be but could crush the piece with his pinky.

"Uncle Teve! Uncle Teve!" Noah squirms in my arms and Uncle Steve juggles a piece hoping the Black Labrador retriever Tank wont eat it. I cackle, throwing my head back letting Noah down and run to Uncle Steve whose arms are open.

Malachi beams from ear to ear "JAYLAN!" He runs and hugs me and I rub his back. "Hey little bro."

"We are making a castle!" Malachi eyes get big.

"I see," I nod with a smile as he points at the non existent castle that has yet to be connected.

"Don't be mean Jay" Uncle Steve gruffs and my laughter bounces off the walls. Aunt Lisa softly smacks her lips and hit my shoulder. "What time is your twin's bedtime?"

"Oh, uh" I scratch my head and look at Noah excitedly touching Uncle Steve like he is some kind of celebrity. It warms my heart that he sees him that way because Uncle Steve is everything to me and I want him to be the same as Noah. "I guess whenever Malachi goes down."

Aunt Lisa puts her hands on her hips, "Jaylan,"

I sheepishly grin and Aunt Lisa smacks her lips softly. Noah bedtime is something Lizzie and I working on and sometimes we can't help if he sleeps with us which we are working on. We are still new parents give us a break.

"Well Mr. Noah is going to bed at eight" Aunt Lisa walks over to where the rest of them are pretty much pretending i'm not existent as all four of them engulf into Noah's presence. To say I feel neglect is an understatement. "Well gee"

"Jaylan we barley see him, you can go now" Uncle Steve jokes and Aunt Lisa taps him on the shoulder for being smart ass.

"Yay yay, we will be back to pick him up the morning" I playfully roll my eyes. "Bye Noah, I love you"

Noah looks up smiles and waves not giving me a time or day as he holds up a dinosaur Uncle Steve had hiding behind his back. Oh lord Lizzie might take that away from her own son. I hold up my phone and snap a photo at all them happy and carefree. A moment to take in because I still can't believe this is all real to me

A message pops up from my beloved, and I arch my brow reading her message.

Mrs.Parker: You ready to celebrate?

[Attach photo]

My throat dries up at the sight of her on our bed with a baby pink lace bra and thong set. I think my throat is closing up at how tight the air is trapped in my lungs. The way her breasts sit heavy in the barley cover bra she calls and her thighs look so full and round that I want to be suffocated alive. The way she bites her lip between her teeth makes me want to bite hers and draw blood.

Me: Playing with fire Mrs.Parker

I shove my phone into my pocket and wave them goodbye rushing to my car. The reason why tonight is so special for Lizzie and I is because Lizzie has her mind set on having a baby on Mother's Day and to have a girl. We haven't had much alone time since Noah has been persistent in being my official cock block when I want to get close to his mother but tonight no interruptions and definitely no distractions.

My palm tingles at the thought of spanking that ass so raw for her bossy behavior all week with making sure I eat certain foods for ovulation week. Sex with the goddess of pleasure really had made my sex game ten times better. Especially since she got a hold of the Kama sutra because she wanted to get better. I don't know how much she could get better and now she is in Pilates, she is more flexible than ever.

My fist pounds the steering wheel as I think about how she can spread her legs so far and wide I bust in seconds. Lizzie has been incredible in the bedroom and wanting to learn and trust me I am willing to teach but shit she's been teaching me shit I never knew either.

My feet press the gas as I wave in and out lanes to get back home. The cobra painfully wanted to be set free to see his best friend. It felt like hours to get home with all this damn traffic but in no time I was rushing into the front door.

"LIZZIE!" I shout, shutting the door and locking it because Jordy and my sister law like to come announced.

The burst of honey filled giggles cause flashbacks of times past where she likes to be preyed upon by me. "Jaylan, I'm in the bedroom."

Before she could finish saying the last three letters of the room, I was already upstairs, twisting open the door. Lizzie's laughter filled the space as she kneeled on the bed, still clad in that excuse of fabric. I slammed the door behind me, and Lizzie raised her hands, trying to halt my advance, but I easily climbed onto the bed and encircled her with my arms. 

Her chest heaved with each breath, and I leaned in to kiss her soft, peach-flavored, glossy lips, deepening the kiss in the process.

"Wait, wait, wait," she whimpered between kisses. "We have to celebrate Lollipop Day properly." Her eyes roved over my face, and I let out a grumble of protest. Lizzie shook a bag of Dum Dums in front of me. I took one and picked an apple-flavored lollipop. As I unwrapped it, a note inside instructed, "Remove one piece of clothing." I raised an eyebrow, and Lizzie giggled, biting her lower lip. 

It feels like Deja Vu all over again.

"How do we play this game?" I hummed, reaching behind her back, unclasping her bra. The tiny piece of fabric freed the mangos letting them bounce free before my eyes. They grew heavy as my gaze lock on into them.

I leaned down, pressing my lips against her warm skin, and she let out a breathy moan. Lizzie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she directed my hand towards the small, colorful bag beside her. "Each lollipop comes with a challenge," she explained, her voice playful and teasing.

My resolve was strong, but knowing my adventurous wife, I was ready to follow the rules for the reward of a lifetime.

"Alright, but I'm adding a twist," I said with a grin. I took the lollipop in my mouth, then smeared its sweetness across her neck, licking it gently. Lizzie's laughter erupted, filling the room with her joyous sound.

"Your turn," I said, leaning back slightly but keeping my hands on her waist. "Pick another lollipop."

Lizzie's eyes glowed with excitement as she reached into the bag, her fingers brushing against mine. She pulled out a lollipop, unwrapping it to reveal the challenge inside. "This one says, 'Whisper something naughty,'" she read aloud, her voice low and sultry.

I tilted my head, intrigued. "Go ahead," I encouraged, my hands sliding up her back. Lizzie leaned in, her breath warm against my ear as she whispered "Soy tu dulce favorita (I'm your favorite candy)." She giggles at the end that sends shivers down my spine igniting a spark between us. I responded with a soft chuckle, my hands roaming her sides, feeling her body respond to my touch.

"Now it's my turn," I said, reaching into the bag and selecting a lollipop. I unwrapped it slowly, savoring the scent of grape as it filled the air. The note inside read, "Lick your partner's favorite spot with the lollipop." I spoke in a husky, low voice, letting the anticipation hang between us.

Lizzie's eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of excitement and nervousness swirling in her gaze. My smile widened with a devilish grin, causing Lizzie to sink back into the bed, her body trembling with anticipation. Every part of Lizzie is my favorite spot so to find one would be hard.  I took the grape-flavored lollipop and let it linger for a moment, feeling the cool, smooth surface against my lips. With deliberate slowness, I traced it across her skin, the sweet, tangy flavor blending with the warmth of her body. My touch was light and teasing, making her squirm and moan softly.

When I reached her panty-clad honeypot, I let the lollipop glide over the delicate fabric, savoring the contrast between the cool candy and her warm, inviting skin. The fabric was soft beneath the lollipop, and I could feel the heat of her arousal through it. Her body responded with shivers and soft, gasping breaths.

"Ah ah ah, remember, we're still playing the game," I teased, letting my lips brush lightly against her honeypot in a slow, torturous kiss. The soft touch of my lips sent shivers through her, amplifying the tension between us.

I extended my tongue in a long, deliberate lick, savoring the tangy grape flavor as it mingled with her warmth. The sensation was exquisite, and I took my time, making every movement deliberate and teasing. Slowly, I kissed my way back up her body, feeling her tremble with each touch.

Reaching for another lollipop, I plucked it out with a practiced ease, letting my fingers linger suggestively. I could see her pupils dilate as she watched my hand, the sight of my touch sending a ripple of excitement through her. My hands never failed to captivate her, and I reveled in the way they always drove her wild.

As I withdrew the lollipop from the bag, Lizzie's eyes followed with a mix of eagerness and curiosity. Unwrapping it, I revealed the note inside that read, "Kiss every inch of me that the lollipop touches."

A playful smirk spread across my face as I read the note aloud, "Looks like I get to indulge in a little exploration." My voice was low and inviting, filled with promise. With a decisive motion, I tossed the bag of lollipops aside, letting them scatter across the floor. The game was officially over—I was ready for her now.

I leaned in, letting a low growl escape as I nuzzled into her collarbone, sending shivers through her. Lizzie's giggle was a soft, thrilled sound, her body reacting eagerly to my touch.

I picked up the lollipop again, its cool surface contrasting with the warmth of her skin. With deliberate, teasing movements, I traced the lollipop around her nipples. I took my time, savoring the sensation of the lollipop's texture against her sensitive skin.

When I finally drew the lollipop away, I replaced it with wrapping my lips around one of her nipples. I sucked gently at first, then with increasing pressure, feeling her body respond with a gasp and a shiver. Each flick of my tongue and gentle pull drew a moan from her, intensifying the pleasure between us.

I switched to the other nipple, repeating the slow, teasing motions. My hands roamed her body, caressing and exploring as I continued to lavish attention on her sensitive spots. Lizzie's reactions, the way she arched towards me and the sounds like a dream. I flicker my eyes up and her and we lock eyes

"I love you." I rasp, rolling her nipple with my thumb and forefinger. I tug and she lets out a whimper then holds my face with her small hands, "I love you too"

Hearing that never gets old, and it's almost like the first time we said it before I won the Final Four. The warmth of her words spread through my body, igniting a familiar fire. Our kiss deepened, exchanging the lingering flavors of the lollipop. Her tiny hands pushed against my chest—well, tried to—so I voluntarily rolled over, letting her take control as she straddled me.

I palmed her ass, giving it a few playful taps that echoed through the room. Lizzie giggled, her laughter a delightful sound, then slowly wiggled down to the floor, her eyes never leaving mine. She began pulling at my jeans, unbuttoning them with eager hands. I lift my shirt up in process tossing it across the room.  I arched an eyebrow but helped her get them off, tossing them aside. The bulge in my compression boxers  the cobra is ready for release, and Lizzie's eyes sparkled with mischief as she slowly pulled them down. My erection sprang free, standing tall against my abdomen.

"We aren't done yet," she whispered, a little devilish grin spreading across her lips.

I watched her with intense anticipation as she took my length in her hand, squeezing softly. Her movements were skilled and deliberate, teasing me as she ran her hand up and down before licking around the tip. I threw my head back and moaned at the warm sensation of her tongue. Her skillful flicks around the sensitive areas sent jolts of pleasure through me. She sucked gently before taking more of me into her mouth, her tongue working its magic.

My hand clasped the back of her neck, guiding her rhythm up and down my shaft. She slip a gag causing me to groan at the sound.  The feel of her hot mouth sucking the soul out of me was overwhelming. "Fuck, Lizzie, you're so good at this," I groaned, my voice thick with desire. "You're gonna make me come so hard."

She responded with a hum of pleasure, her tongue swirling and flicking with practiced ease. The sight of her taking me so deeply, her lips stretched around my cock, was almost too much to bear. My balls tightened, and with a loud growl, I released into her mouth, my orgasm crashing over me. Lizzie greedily licked and sucked every last drop, not letting a bit go to waste.

I braced her waist and playfully tossed her back onto the bed. "So naughty, Lizzie," I teased, my voice a low rumble.

She dipped her chin, but I tilted it up, spreading her legs wide as I knelt between them. Without hesitation, I entered her, burying myself to the hilt. Lizzie gasped, her back arching high off the bed. I had to lay her back down, my hips rolling into her with a rhythm that filled the room with the filthy sound of skin slapping against skin.

"You feel so fucking good, baby," I groaned, thrusting deeply, the side of my cock pressing against her clit with each movement. Lizzie lost herself in the sheets, her head tossing back and forth as I hit just the right spot, her moaning a spanish melodic symphony to my ears. It was the Coital Alignment Technique, focusing on penetration and vulval stimulation.

Lizzie thought I hadn't been paying attention to her little research on making sex feel like fireworks as she read human anatomy smut in our bedroom. "I know exactly how to make you come undone," I whispered, my voice rough with passion.

"Jaylan" She cried out, her body tightening around me as I pushed her closer to the edge. The intensity of our connection, the raw, unfiltered pleasure, made this the best lollipop day ever.

I could feel Lizzie tightening around me, her body responding to every thrust with an urgency that drove me wild. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, each sound a symphony of pleasure that spurred me on. I angled my hips, pressing harder against her clit with each thrust, determined to push her over the edge.

"You're so close, aren't you?" I whispered, my voice rough with desire. "I can feel it. Let go for me, baby."

Lizzie's eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching as she teetered on the brink. I increased my pace, each movement calculated to heighten her pleasure. Her hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she clung to the building climax.

"I need you to come for me, Lizzie," I murmured, my words punctuated by the steady rhythm of our bodies. "I want to feel you come all around me."

Her response was a mixture of gasps and moans, her body trembling with the force of her impending release. With one final, powerful thrust, I pushed her over the edge. Lizzie cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing with pleasure. The sight of her, lost in ecstasy, pushed me to my own climax.

I held her tightly as I came, my release mingling with hers in a perfect, shared moment of bliss. Our breaths came in ragged gasps as we rode out the waves of pleasure together. I remained inside her, savoring the closeness of our bodies and the warmth of our connection. I brushed a strand of hair from her face, kissing her forehead gently. "Happy Lollipop Day" I rasp.

"Happy Lollipop Day" She says, mummers into my chest.

I know for a fact she is pregnant now.

Author's Note

FREAKY WITH CANDY, THEY CRAZY!

Happy Lollipop day y'all!  I hope you missed them as I did! I'll try to bring updates here and there. I KNOW y'all been missing them like crazy. ALSO please check out Fourth Down a new ugly cry and pulling your hair out story! it's out now and I can't wait for comments for this and that one!