Brett's Little Headaches (9 page)

“Wait, wait, wait, shh, don’t move yet.” The alarm had just gone off and she’d started to slip out of my arms, but I wasn’t ready to let her go just yet. I hit the off button, now fully awake and took a moment to enjoy just the reality of having her here with me.

I turned her onto her back gently, and pulled her night shorts back down her legs. I didn’t even have to guide my dick he sniffed her hole out himself and without any preamble slid right on in.

“Good morning.” I went after the other side of her neck with my teeth as I rode her. She opened her legs and accepted me, and those same feelings from the night before slammed into me.

I concentrated on the feel of her silk walls around the heat of my cock. On the way her nails dug into my flesh as she moaned into my ear.

The way her pussy clenched around me when I sucked her flesh into my mouth to mark her, like she liked that shit.

“Stay home today, call in sick. We’ll take the boys to daycare and come back here and stay in bed all day.”

It’s a minor miracle that I can talk while I’m inside her, all my other faculties seem to have left me.

“I don’t know, I’ve never called in sick before unless it was for one of the boys.” That wasn’t an outright no, which in Laurie lingo means I can persuade her.

“Stay with me.” She didn’t have to know that in the next few days I was going to do my best to convince her that she should give up the job altogether.

I was sure that wasn’t gonna go over too well, and I didn’t want to spoil the nice glow we had going.

I used my dick to convince her. A few strokes in the right places, a finger on her clit and two teasing a nipple while I licked and bit her neck seemed to do the trick.

“Fine, I’ll call in.”

“Good.” My real reason for wanting her to stay was twofold. It occurred to me that though I’d fucked my girl all night, I hadn’t really made love to her. For the bond to be complete the way I needed it to be, I had to take her in every way possible.

And I don’t think I could make it away from her this soon, I was pretty sure if I tried I wouldn’t get shit done. I’ve become obsessed.

In the early morning hours as she’d drifted into sleep, I laid awake planning, and thinking.

My reaction to her was nowhere near anything I’ve ever known, and way more than expected. I knew without a doubt as I watched her chest rise and fall with each breath, that I was all the way fucking gone over this girl.

“I love you.” I looked down at her as my cock throbbed inside her and she looked at me, still with doubt in her eyes. “I love you.” I repeated the words because it felt good as fuck to say them. I’d lost my fucking mind on that park bench.

I covered her mouth and rocked into her slow and deep as her heart beat like a drum beneath mine as I emptied my nuts inside her for like the tenth time.

***

LAURIE

My life has gone off the rails somewhere. This isn’t my life; it can’t be can it? Why should this happen to me? Something that I’m sure happens very rarely just doesn’t happen to people like me.

I watched him out the corner of my eye as he got out to help me out of the jeep. The boys were going crazy in the backseat and why not?

Brett had gone into their room just as they were about to get up and had spent a good part of the morning playing with them and the dog.

I was only just a little hurt when they chose him to help them get ready this morning instead of me. I guess if we were going to do this then I’d have to get use to sharing them.

It was amazing to watch them together, the way my boys just followed his lead, even the way they looked up at him as he spoke to them, like he’d hung the moon.

I still had that fear in my heart that something was gonna go wrong, it wasn’t as strong as just a few short days ago, but it was there all the same.

It just didn’t seem real that’s all. And my boys were already sucked into him. They didn’t even bat a lash when he told them they couldn’t watch a cartoon while they ate the breakfast he’d made.

He acted as though this was nothing, having us move in here after only three days of knowing each other.

And what does that say about me? Oh shit what did I do? What kind of person am I...”

“What are you doing baby?” His voice pulled me back from the brink but that new fear was now beating in my chest like bird’s wings.

“Nothing, just thinking about things.”

“Yeah well whatever you’re thinking cut that shit out. I can read your face and I don’t like what I see, if you tell me you need others to validate who and what I am I’m going to be so pissed.

Come on boys let’s get cleaned up.” He helped them down from their chairs and let them run loose.

I was as nervous as a new mother, watching their every move, afraid that they would break something. Brett on the other hand seemed completely relaxed.

I wish I could be as relaxed as he was, but our realities were completely different. He wasn’t the single mother of two who was barely making it, and stood to lose a hell of a lot if this thing went wrong.

But maybe I wasn’t being fair to him either. Perhaps it was like he said and he had a lot to lose as well, I just didn’t see it.

He’s young, handsome and loaded, what could he possibly have to lose? I tried to keep all these thoughts hidden from him since he seemed to be able to read my mind along with everything else.

He still seemed to know what I was thinking and I soon found myself trapped between him and the wall, while he sent the boys and the dog on some kind of scavenger hunt.

“I want to care about what the fuck is going on in your head, I really do, but if it’s going to fuck up what we have going on here, then you’re fucked.

Just do me a favor, whenever those doubts rear their head, just tell yourself you don’t have a choice, because you don’t. You let me have you babe and it was so fucking good I’d go out on a limb and say a man would kill for less.

There are some things in life that once you find them, you hold on with everything you’ve got, and let nothing and no one come between.

You are that one thing for me; good luck with fucking with that. Now let’s go, our boys are ready.”

When he says things like that, with his face set in those lines, I want to jump him and run screaming at the same time.

Of course the ladies at the daycare were all aflutter at his presence, and I saw women’s reaction to him for the first time. I didn’t like it. Again he seemed oblivious, but it helped that he kept one of his hands on me at all times.

Even while he was answering their questions he had his hand on my ass and it seemed so natural, I didn’t even think to object.

He raced back to the house after we were done, and I found myself hustled up the steps and my back up against the wall as soon as the door closed.

I always get a hitch in my breathing the first time he puts his hands on me and he looks at me like the words he says are for real.

I want so badly to reach out and take what he’s offering, but something was holding me back. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him and pulled his mouth down to mine.

At least here I knew what to expect; pure pleasure if that was the word for it. I never knew one person could make another feel like this.

If he felt the things I felt when we touched then I could almost believe that he was for real.

***

BRETT

We made it to the bed by feeling along the walls because I wasn’t about to release her mouth.

I fought out of my jeans and helped her get out of her clothes before tossing her playfully onto the bed.

“I’m going to eat you alive baby, hang on.” I spread her out on the bed so I could look at her from head to toe. She was perfection, her skin silky soft under my rough hands as I ran them over her.

I spent some time getting acquainted with her nipples. They were sensitive to the touch of my hands and my tongue as I found out when I started to play.

“Hmm, you like breast play huh.” She was almost purring just from my mouth suckling her.

Moving down her body, I lifted her knees up and back; making her face go up in flames, but I wanted her open for my tongue and fingers.

I placed teasing kisses along her thigh until I reached her sweet smelling pussy. One teasing lick from my tongue and I moved down the other leg, before starting all over again.

Her scent teased my nostrils my second time around and I opened her with my fingers. “Damn.” She had the prettiest fucking pussy in the world.

Reds and pinks, smooth. She was shaved bare leaving all of her exposed to my eyes.

My tongue actually stiffened in preparation for the taste of her. Again I closed my eyes to compute everything about the moment as I lowered my head to her.

If it’s true what they say, you are what you eat. Then she must eat every fucking sweet thing in the world.

Her taste, just like the feel and sight of her, was designed to drive me fucking nuts. I didn’t just want to eat her pussy I wanted to attach the shit to my tongue.

If I were a fanciful being I would swear there was some kind of cosmic force at work here. There was no way she could be this fucking perfect.

Even the way she grabbed my hair and squeezed her legs around my head was different. I couldn’t leave her pussy alone and in the back of my mind was the thought that it was a good thing I hadn’t done this the night before or we wouldn’t have made it out of bed this morning.

I actually growled into her pussy as I lifted her like an offering to my mouth, where I used my tongue to fuck her.

She came on my tongue while I played with her clit with my thumb. I had it all planned out in my head, I was going to eat her pussy for at least half an hour and then take my time and devour the rest of her.

I think I lasted five minutes before I was slamming into her. Her loud screech cleared the fog from my eyes and had me going stock-still.

She was cumming but I could tell I’d hurt her a little so I eased out of her cervix and comforted her with soft kisses along her cheek and forehead.

“Is it better now?” I moved a little when she tightened around me, letting me know that it was okay to move.

“Do you know what I think? I think you were meant for me. I think I was supposed to be in that park that day just to meet you and the boys.

You know what else I think? I think that whatever this is that’s brought us here, would not let me be the only one feeling this.

I know you have to feel at least half of what I feel.” I moved inside her as I held her head still so I could look at her as I spoke.

“And if you do then you need to let me know, because I’m about to speed this shit up again.”

“What do you mean?” I love the way she tries to work my dick with her pussy when I stop moving inside her, like she can’t fucking get enough; stills she’s giving me shit.

“That thing last night, I don’t know what it is, but I know that I won’t be happy until I get you with child.”

“You, what?” She stopped moving but I didn’t.

“I know, crazy right, but like I said, if you feel half of what I’m feeling then you know this shit is real and you know what.

Everything is fucking perfect except I can’t get the idea of this guy out of my head. I fucking hate that he was there before me.

That’s a fucked up way to feel I know, and it in no way takes away from what the fuck I feel for you, but babe, it’s killing me.”

I’m not sure what men in my position usually did with this shit. I have no idea what my words are doing to her if anything.

I just know that for some reason, every time I get inside her, a switch goes off inside my head and all I can think of is erasing him from her life.

“You can't seriously be annoyed at something that happened before we even met."

“I think it has more to do with the fact that things weren’t really resolved between you two.” What the fuck kind of conversation is this to be having at a time like this?

“Brett, I don’t know what you want from me here.” Now we were both stopped and I was looking down at her with her head held firmly in my hands.

“I want him gone for good. I want the boys to belong to me completely. You already do, so I’m not adding you into that equation. But I don’t like the idea of someone out there who can have any kind of influence in our lives.

Along with that is the burning need inside me to tie you to me in every way possible. I don’t fully understand that either, I just know that you gave another man two kids, now you have to give me at least double that."

I think I shocked her into silence because she didn’t say anything for a long time. All she did was stare up at me as if she were trying to see into me.

"What if that's not what I want?" Oh boy, here we go. That question sounded like a challenge to me. Something else the little lady under me would have to understand and quickly, is that I won’t accept challenges from my woman.

"That's not my fucking problem, every time Laurie, every time I think of him touching you having you, getting you with child it fucking guts me."