For once, Kelly rallied instead of crumbled. She opened her eyes. "I did love you. But you stole my son, and destroyed him. You took everything but my life, and laughed at me. I hate you now. And I hate my son." Tears trickled from large eyes down her chubby cheeks. They pooled in the crease of her neck. "You don't have any intention of leaving Candledim to Jamie. You want my son to destroy anything I have left. Why do you hate me so much?"
"I do love you. You were everything to me your mother wasn't. I'm sorry if it seemed so bad. I loved your son, too, as if he was my own. I tried to help him the best I could, but he's too stubborn." Robert smiled. "He's too much like his mother. He fights against everything he thinks is wrong, and sometimes he gets hurt."
"Stop this." Tears continued to stream from Kelly's eyes. "If you care about any of us, stop it now. It isn't too late."
"Just let me see you come one more time, then I can die. Please, Kelly, Sweetheart. You used to smile and tease me. You used to love me." His voice sounded so sad.
Rose increased the motion of her tongue, now using her lips to suckle Kelly's clitoris. Her ass stuck out, drawing Jamie like a magnet. He fought the urge, but his feet moved toward the bed.
Kelly's hips moved slightly.
Robert's cock stirred and he put a hand on it. "That's it, Kelly, my little girl. Forgive me by coming for me. Forgive all the hurt I've caused you. I love you, and I'm sorry."
Jamie forced his feet to remain planted on the carpet. Kelly must have waited for Robert's apology through her entire life. Jamie remembered her as a young girl. She'd been so vibrant, so intense. No one could handle her but Robert. No one wanted to try to deal with an emotional, overly talkative girl. She'd been too much trouble.
"I was angry when you left, and I did some unforgivable things," Robert went on, stroking slowly. "But I took Evan because I wanted a son, not because I wanted to hurt you. I wanted your son, because I loved you."
Was it true? Jamie stared at the old man's face, doing his best to ignore Rose's jutting posterior.
"I had to leave," Kelly whispered. "I felt so guilty, and everyone said I was wrong to love you." Her voice almost disappeared in the sounds of Rose's slurping and Robert's wheezing breath. "And no one believed me when I told what happened."
They hadn't believed her. The rest of the family accused her of making it up to get attention. They'd gone so far as to put her in the psych ward up at Rose Mercy, and the doctor, a friend of Robert's, verified that she was schizophrenic. She wasn't, but the label stuck, so no one, not even the county social workers, believed her.
"I forgive you for leaving me before I could make it right." Robert leaned and kissed her arm, straightening to arch his cock into his hand again. "Can you forgive me for my anger?"
Jamie felt like hitting the old man. He was lying, and Jamie thought Kelly knew it, somewhere deep where her self-hatred lived. But even after all these years, she still wanted to believe Robert loved her.
Robert's voice cajoled. "Come for me."
"But Evan, and Candledim…" Kelly was already lost, moving to the rhythm of Rose's mouth, but she gave common sense one last try.
"Jamie will inherit." Robert smiled again. "Don't worry, Kelly. Just let yourself go."
Warning bells went off in Jamie's head, but Kelly closed her eyes. Rose's head lifted and she pushed two fingers into Kelly. Her thumb circled Kelly's clit. "Fuck me from behind, Jamie," Rose whispered in the most sensual tone Jamie had ever heard. Rose's eyes were intimate, pulling at the strings of Jamie's lust. He crawled onto the bed. Rose leaned over, presenting her ass. Jamie thrust inside, amazed again at the tight wetness of Rose's cunt.
Kelly mewed. Rose had her clit pinched between two fingers, and stroked it like a tiny penis.
"That's it, Kelly. Come for me." Robert's voice sounded dim and far away.
Jamie closed his eyes. He'd lost to Rose, not Robert. Black light, shot through with red streaks of passion, played in front of his eyes. His body responded only to Rose, and he forgot where he was, who was with him. Sweat dribbled down his ribs. His lower belly slapped against Rose's jiggling ass. His hands curled into her hips, tugging her back and forth in time to his thrusts. Sounds intruded, and he dimly thought the soft mewling belonged to Kelly. Harsh lust bubbled and burned, and he shot his load in quick, wrenching contortions.
