Autum's Lost (A letting go series) (9 page)

“Oh, LOVE, that is brilliant.” I curtsey and bat my eyes at him, while he finishes up his laughing.

“I’m glad you liked my performance, but it is the truth. I should have throat punched her when I had the chance.”

Michael strides over to me wiping his eyes and placing his arms back around me. “You have me now, she’s gone and I didn’t shed a tear when she left. Clarissa doesn’t remember her and she calls you Mumma Addy. I never have worried once when she is with you.”

I am quiet and a small smile crosses my face. Michael tips my chin up with his fingers “What’s on my girl’s mind? You’re quiet.” I close my eyes and bury my face in his chest.

“I love Clarissa with all my heart Michael. She told me I am the best mom in the world. She’s a wonderful child and if anyone fucks with her, they will find out what a mama grizzly does to protect her young.” Michael squeezes me and kisses the top of my head.

“I love you Addy. You make me feel whole, something I haven’t felt in years.” I close my eyes and squeeze him back.

“I love you too Michael. You have been my beacon of light in my darkest days, and you will never know how thankful I am for that.”

I am coming out of the spare room and hear footsteps upstairs. I walk over to the door leading to my loft and yell up. “Michael, are you up there?”

“Yes, love, up here.” I go up the stairs to find a handsome Michael at my desk staring at my pictures.

“What are you looking at?” I ask as I walk over to him. Michael picks up the picture in the middle of the desk.

“How long have you had this up here?”

He is looking at the black and white picture of himself and I sitting on the grass, leaning into each other shoulder to shoulder laughing. Autum had taken it at my mom’s house last Easter. Running his thumbs gently across the glass he looks lost in the memory.

“Autum placed it up here last year. She loved how happy I looked in it.” Michael looks up at me and takes my hand to pull me on his lap. It takes me by surprise and I yell out “MICHAEL!” His strong arms hold me tight and I lean into him.

“This is how I wanted the picture, you on my lap. I believe that is what we were laughing at.” He was right, he was trying to pull me onto his lap and I was laughing like a Hyena. Autum and Clarissa were no help either, they were egging him on.

“Yes, I remember. It was one of the best days I’d had in a long time.” Michael places the picture back on the desk.

“Addy, I will make it my duty to make sure days like this one,” he points at the picture, “are common occurrences. Even if you feel like kicking my stubborn arse, I will make you smile.”

I go to get up and Michael holds me tight around my waist. “Did I say you could get up? Maybe I like the feel of your arse on my knob.”

I look at him, “You can’t say shit like that to me and not kiss me.”

“Yes I can love, and I will.”

“You are lucky I have a thing for dimples, Britty, or I would very kindly tell you to sod off.”

“You like my dimples, do you?
I can give them all day Addy. Do you want my dimples all day Addison?”

Michael is now kissing my neck slowly. I feel his stubble scratching me as he creeps lower to my collar bone. As his warm breath passes over me, a shiver runs down my spine right to my groin. He slips his hands up my shirt and my nipples harden instantly as his fingers gently roll them and I feel myself getting wet.

“No bra…mmmm…what a naughty girl.” As he moves his lips up from my collar bone and hits the nook of my neck, he gives me a love bite. I moan in pleasure and can feel his hardness against my ass as I grab his legs and dig my nails into his jeans. He nips himself back up my neck to my ear whispering, “You like that Addy, my beautiful wet girl? I know you are wet, I can feel you grinding that soft ass on my knob.” My breaths are shallow and I lean up against him placing my legs over the outside of his legs running my arms up around his neck and my fingers tangle in his soft curly brown hair.

“Michael
,” I say breathlessly. His hands are still on my breasts, only the gentle rolling has now become a pinch and tug which causes my core to thump and be completely soaked.

“God Addison, I want to fuck you right here on this desk. I want to see you cum on my cock as I am buried deep inside you.” I need release, my clit is throbbing I place my hand on top of Michael’s to slide it lower towards my yoga pants. I beg him.

“Make me cum Michael, please.” I turn my head toward him and he lowers his face so I can bite his earlobe, a low growl escapes his mouth.

“Oh, Addy, with pleasure.” Michael takes my hand and places it back around his neck. “Keep your hands right here Addy.” He slowly runs his hand down my side across my belly as his other hand is still on my nipple tugging and pinching. I feel his hand dip down into my pants and past my panties. “Oh, fuck, my girl is bare. I want to taste you Addison, but that will be
another day. Right now I want to feel your wet pussy on my fingers and hear you scream my name.” His words have made the ache worse. He slips his finger in front of my mound and slides them in past my slit. My body jumps from him as he touches my clit. “So wet. So, so, wet,” Michael breathes in my ear. He starts to rub my clit in little circles and I can feel myself building. He stops the circles and plunges two fingers into me. My body arches as my arms tighten around his neck and I moan loudly. Working his fingers in and out he curls his fingers upwards in a ‘come hither’ motion and I scream.

“MICHAEL, FUCK, RIGHT THERE, DON’T STOP!!”
The motion increases and I build fast and I can feel it coming.

“Cum for me my Addison.” I
explode around his fingers screaming his name.

Michael slowly removes his hand from my yoga pants and straightens them out. He takes my arms that are around his neck and places them in my lap and he wraps his arms around me. I tilt my head against his chest and he kisses my cheek and nibbles on my neck.

“I need to make you have a happy ending as well, it doesn’t seem fair that I am the only one on the receiving end.”

“When you are better love. I can wait. I love you Addison.
And just so you know, you are soft, and now wet from me.” I sigh with an after orgasm smile on my face and become very sleepy.

“I’m tired Britty, and just so
you
know, that was the best orgasm ever.”

My eyelids are heavy and before I fall asleep in his arms he says low, “This is just the beginning of the best things in your life now, my lovely.”

I wake up to laughter from the other room and smell something cooking; yep, Susan is here. I stretch and place my feet on the floor off the side of the bed and turn on the bedside lamp. I get up to walk across the room and spot the two dozen yellow roses on the dresser. I walk over and smell them,
ahhhh
, I know they are from Michael. I take the card off the little plastic fork and read;

My Beautiful Addison, for all of our todays and tomorrow’s. Love
, your Michael.

I kiss the card and hold it to my chest like a love struck teenager. I walk to the en suite bathroom to take care of business, and take a better look in the mirror. The bruise on my left eye is black and the white of it is streaked with red. My left cheek is yellowish blue with a deep scratch that runs from the bottom of my chin to the bottom of my eye. I lift my shirt and throw it in the hamper. Light bruises run up my side and my back is black and blue from the bottom of my spine to my shoulder blades. “Fucking Bastard” I yell out loud and hit the sink with my palms grabbing it with the rage I feel.

“Yes he is.” I spin around and see Michael standing there looking at me with serious eyes.

“Shit! I didn’t hear you Michael. You gave me a jump.”

“I was just checking on you. Susan is all up my arse about you sleeping too much.” I roll my eyes.

“Yes, I’m sure she is. Extreme mother hen
, that one.” I shake my head and start to walk out of the bathroom and Michael grabs me by my waist and pulls me closer and I wrap my arms around him. He takes his fingers and gently traces the scratch on my cheek.

“This,” he points at my cheek, “will never happen again. HIS hands will never touch you again.” I lay my head on his chest.

“I love you Britty. Oh, and the flowers are beautiful. Thank you.” He kisses the top of my head.

“Beautiful, just like you.” He rubs his soft hands up and down my back, the rage I felt before leaves my body instantly.

“So Susan made dinner, I presume?”

“Yes, she made chicken parmesan. I called her to tell her you were taking a nap, so she came over to watch over you while I went to check on things at work.”

“Where is Clarissa?”

“Out in the kitchen, she came over right after Susan did when she found out I was bringing you home.” I sigh deeply and hug Michael one more time and then walk over to my dresser and get a shirt out. Michael helps me pull the shirt over my head since I am really feeling the bruises now.

“I should have taken my pain meds before I laid down, my back is killing me.” Michael has now finished helping me put my shirt on and is sitting on the edge of the bed. He puts his hands on my hips.

“I shouldn’t have made advances towards you, I knew you were injured. It won’t happen again.” His face is so sympathetic and lovely.

“You didn’t hurt me baby. I wanted you to ravage me. It’s never happened before.” Michael’s head shoots back like he was just punched.

“What do
you mean it never has happened? Wait, let me rephrase. What part has never happened before?” Questioning eyes searching my face for an answer.

“All of it. I haven’t had sex in five years, and that one wasn’t by choice. The only other orgasms I have ever had have been given to me by B.O.B.” Michael tilts his head and his brows are knitted together.

“Who is this ‘Bob’ you speak of? I have never heard of him before?”

God he is adorable when he is jealous, time to have some fun with Britty.

“Oh, he’s my dirty little secret that I have had for years. He never lets me down, doesn’t judge me ever and isn’t a clingy bastard.” Michael’s jaw is in a hard line and he looks away.

“Are you and
Bob still seeing each other? I thought I was, I mean we were together?”

All right you bitch, Addison, let the man in on B.O.B. Look at him, and please tell him! All right fine inner voice.

“Look at me Michael.” He turns his head and an almost devastated look is on his face. I place both of my hands on each side of his face

“B.O.B is
: battery operated boyfriend.” Michael looks at the floor and is shaking his head. He looks up at me smiling and dimples on full display.

“I will send that bastard packing!”

I start laughing, “No, No, maybe he can join us?” I look at Michael and his eyes are lust filled.

“Oh, I think he will be joining us Addy. I will show him who is boss and who will be taking care of your needs forever.” My mouth drops open.

“So, now I have the distinct honor of being your first real orgasm. What other firsts will I get?” Michael starts to lift up my shirt and licks my belly. My head falls back and I grab his curly hair and quietly moan.

“Here baby?” Michael runs
his tongue down my belly slowly till it hits my yoga pants. “Will this be a first?”

“Yes” I moan.

“With my tongue beautiful, I will suck you and that little nub of yours will bloom. All your screams will be for me, all your juices mine. Every. Last. Bit” My eyes are closed and my heart is racing.

“Look at me beautiful.” I slowly open my eyes and look down at Michael. He brings his hands up the back of my shirt and lightly touches my back. “When you are better love, I will show what love is. How it’s made and the reason you are worth the wait.” I smile at him and lean down to kiss his cheek and say.

“And just so you know, that kiss, the one I am patiently waiting on, better make me cum HARD!” Michael is now sexy smirking.

“Oh Love, it will. Actually both of my kisses will.” I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him breathing in all his manly woodsy scent. Just as I was pulling away from our embrace there was a knock on the door. Clarissa pops her head in.

“Can I come in?” She sees my face and rushes over to me. “Mumma Addy, Oh My God!” and her tears fall immediately. “He did this to you, hurt you again! Why can’t he just stop? I hate him!” I wrap my arms around her and hug as tightly as I can without wincing in pain. I look over at Michael and his jaw is set in a hard line.

“He won’t ever touch Addy again flower. I promise you that.”
Michael says as Clarissa hugs me tighter.

“He promised Autum he wouldn’t hurt you again. I should have known his words meant nothing.” I stand perfectly still, Michael looks over at me with a questioning look on his face.

“Rissa dear, what do you mean he promised Autum?” I am trying to keep the rage out of my voice. Clarissa steps back and looks at the ground nervously playing with her hands.

“She made me promise never to tell you.” She softly adds. Michael stands up and embraces his daughter.