Owning Skye (4 page)

The next morning, she was sitting beside the pool in the same bikini I stripped off her. It was quickly becoming my favorite. Since there wasn’t anyone around I planned to capitalize on that shit. I gripped by cock through my jeans, stroking the stiff ridge and biting back a groan. Skye must have just gotten out of the water because her body glistened with droplets of water that I wanted to lick off.

Stepping around her lounge chair, I looked down at her with intent in my eyes. “You know the new gardeners are working right now.” She almost jumped completely off the lounger, and I had to bite back a smirk.  I was full of shit, but I wanted a reason to punish her for tormenting me with her sexy body.

“Lay back down, Skye. You’ve let everyone working here today see what’s mine. Now it’s time to pay for that shit. I told you, you were mine. This sexy body belongs to me. Take off the top. I want to see you naked. Now.” She hesitated, but the look in her eyes was a wicked one. I wondered if she knew I was bullshitting.

Skye undid her top without taking her eyes from mine, and dropped it boldly onto the patio. “Good girl. Lie back, Mrs. Walker.” She did as I asked, slowly lying back and lifting her hands over her head. Her tits came closer together making me itch to rub my cock between them, so that was what I was going to do. “Stay like that,” I commanded.

Taking off my jeans and underwear off in one shot my cock dribbled pre-cum onto my hand. I leaned forward and gave her my hand to clean off. Without any explanation, she stuck out her tongue and licked my hand clean then she scraped her teeth against the edge of my palm, causing my cock to bob and squirt some more pre-cum. Her eyes focused on the movement of my aching cock and I knew that she’d enjoy what I was about to do to her. Feeling bold I straddled her chest, my knees resting on the patio stones and my cock resting neatly in between her fat tits. I moaned when she arched her back to rub her breasts against the underside of my cock. My hands reached to hers and held them above her head. I started to rock my cock in her cleavage while my eyes stared into hers.

“You’re mine, Skye. You understand that, don’t you?”

She nodded vigorously and I knew her pussy had to be pulsing in need. I watched my sticky pre-cum smear all over her breasts as I fucked her tits. I knew no one was around, but just the thought of someone seeing me own Skye’s body turned me on. As I pushed my hips forward I felt her tongue scrape against my tip. I inched up closer and let my cock slip into her mouth.

“Suck it, Skye. Suck me. Wrap those beautiful lips around me.” She sucked my cock down her slender throat and inching me closer to exploding. I couldn’t take anymore so I pulled out of her pretty swollen lips.

I rearranged us quickly, needing to fuck her. I was on my back on the lounger with Skye sliding down my long thick cock. I felt her pussy clench on her way down my pole. I thrusted up until we were completely connected. “Ride me,” I groaned out.

“Yes, sir,” she answered, lifting her hips up and down in slow motion. From my vantage point I could see her pussy gobble up my cock and her big ass breasts bounce as she fucked my cock. I grabbed her ass and started to fuck up into her sweet spot until she moaned and her juices lubing my domination.

“Come for me,” I growled, smacking her ass. I was about to come and needed her to come with me. I felt the pull on my sack. My load was ready to fire. Reaching between us, I pinched her clit and she cried out, coming all over my cock. Pumping three more times into her depths, I unloaded my seed, emptying every last drop.

“By the way, sweetheart. No one is here.”

“I know,” she replied her brow arching and her head dropping to kiss my chest and up to my jaw. “You can do me anywhere you want me.”

That was it, I was hard again and I hadn’t even pulled out of her. Fuck it, time for a dip. We had a pool cleaner coming tomorrow. I lifted us up and carried her to the edge of the pool steps. Laying her on the wide steps, I thrusted into her as the water splashed around us. My mouth found hers, kissing her like she deserved. I wanted her to feel what she did to me. It was more than sexual. My heart was racing out of control and my mind was doing double time. My thoughts all centered around the need to please her, knock her up, and keep her by my side. We fucked until we both came hard. Resting on the edge of the pool, I kissed her until she pressed her head lovingly against my chest. All was right for the time being. I planned to do whatever it took to keep it that way.

Today was the day she normally visited her brother, and we were going to do that as soon as I fucked into her again. We’d only been knowingly married for two days, but I felt like we’d been a couple for the longest time. Despite the seven-year age gap, we had a lot in common. She liked the same things I did. We both watched television and she liked me to read James Patterson novels to her while we lounged in the library.

“Skye, babe. Time to wake up,” I whispered, rubbing her sexy ass while she laid on her belly.

“What time is it?” she garbled from the pillow.

“It’s seven,” I replied. This was going to be an issue. She was used to waking up early before we met, but since I spend hours fucking her, she was a bit more tired than usual.

“Visiting hours aren’t until ten,” she said groggily.

“Yes, but we still have to eat and shower, and I know you don’t want to be late.”

“Okay, I’m up. How about we go take a shower together?” she said, turning around, the sheet still covering her delectable body.

“Sounds like a plan,” I said, stepping back and taking my boxers off.

She smiled happily, pulling down the covers and revealing her naked body. Her nipples were soft still, but as I stared at the delicious round tips they began to pebble. I was lost in the transformation. Biting my lip, I stood there and shook my head. “The shower’s going to have to wait,” I growled. Climbing onto the bed, I parted her thighs and moved in between her legs. I bent down and kissed her hard. “Mine.” Aligning my cock with her entrance, I tested her wetness. Her pussy was more than ready, so I took what was mine. I was fucking greedy when it came to her, but I wasn’t going to stop wanting her.

~~~~~

We got to the center at ten and once we were directed to his room, I saw her shoulders stiffen as though she was trying to be strong. Once we stepped in I could smell the normal hospital smell. Sitting in a corner, staring out the window was a slender young man in a wheelchair.

“You’ve made it, Skye,” he said with a smile in his voice. Rolling his chair back then turning to us, he asked, “Are you another doctor?”

“No. I’m not. I’m…,” I paused, not knowing what I should tell him.

“You remember my boss, right,” she asked and he nodded. “This is his son. Grayson.” She turned to me and said, “This is my younger brother Mitchell.”

“There’s more going on between you too than just employer and employee, isn’t there?”

“Well, I’ve been in love with your sister at first sight, so I stole her for a weekend away and married her,” I blurted out.

“Good, she deserves a good man who will take care of her. Your dad said you were a great man.”

“Mitchell, your sister has been vague about your injuries. Can you tell me what’s going on?”

“Well, I fractured some bones in my back and it has made me temporarily paralyzed. Other than that, my other injuries are small in comparison.” He gave Skye a strange look, something that she returned with a shake of her head. Maybe they were referring to the loss of their parents. I shrugged it off, and we sat around talking about the massive improvements he was making.

“Once you get a little sturdier on your feet, you can live with us.”

“Thanks, I’d like that. It’s okay here, but I can’t stay here forever.”

“I’ll talk to the staff here and determine when it would be most beneficial for you to move in with us,” I remarked before leaving the room to check with the administrators.

When I came back to the room they were whispering to each other before hugging.

“What happened?” she asked me, her eyes bright with hope.

Smiling wide, I answered, “They said another month.”

“Oh my gosh. That’s so wonderful,” she squealed, hugging her brother again before jumping up and into my arms. Shocked, but pleased, I held her tight to me. It felt incredible to hold her, especially because she started that shit.

We stayed another hour before having to go. Mitch’s therapy was going to be started after he had lunch. The moment we got home, I slammed her against the front door and was in her before we could take another breath.

I already scheduled to take a week off after the funeral, but I wanted more time with Skye. So I called Monica and told her I’d be working from home for the next two days.

I was so damn in love with Skye that I didn’t want to spend a moment away from her. It was fucking ridiculous, but I had to have her near. Whether it was in our bed or in my home office, she had to be inches away. At the moment, she was in the kitchen making me some food. I noticed that she never made anything that came in a box or can. Everything was fresh.

Since we’d been staying in my room, I wanted to bring her things in there for her. So while she was busy tinkering away in the kitchen, I walked up there and looked around. What I saw was maybe a hundred children’s books. Not books about how to care for children, but those Little Golden Books and Dr. Seuss. What the hell? Then there was a workbook. I knew that there weren’t any kids living here and she didn’t tell me anything about reading to kids at the rehabilitation center. Then something hit me. I’d read to her as she’d fall asleep in my arms. I had a terrible feeling. Fuck.

I left her bedroom door open so that when she came to look for me it wouldn’t be too hard. It wasn’t long before I heard her calling for me. “Up here,” I shouted through the door, sitting on her bed. She stepped into the doorway, her mouth wide open in shock. “It wasn’t just your brother and parents in the accident, was it?”

She ducked her head, refusing to look at me. “No.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked

“I was scared you wouldn’t look at me the same way you do.”

“Come here, Skye.” She took her sweet time walking to me. I knew she was afraid of the rejection. Pulling her in between my thighs, I kissed her hard.

The moment, I parted our lips with reluctance, I told her what was in my heart. “I love you, Skye. I have from the first day. I’m still not sure when I understood that you were the one, but I felt so upset when I thought you were my father’s sugar baby.”

“I love you, too, Grayson,” she admitted happily. My mouth captured hers again. Hearing her tell me she loved me was everything I could ever want. She pushed away from me.

“What’s wrong? Are you mad at him for forcing your hand?”

“How could I be? I got everything I wanted and more.”

“I owe you the truth, Gray.”

“I’m not going to like it, am I? If so, I don’t want to know.”

“It’s not anything like that. I just well…I saw your picture around the house since I started, and, well…your dad caught me talking to your picture.” A blush stole across her face. I wanted to know what she said. Was it dirty? Because if I saw her picture I knew all that would pop in my head was fucked up thoughts.

“Really? What did you say?”  I tugged her close again, running my hands along her ass.

“I said...”

“Don’t be embarrassed. I’m curious sweetheart.”

“I said that you were the most amazingly handsome man and I wished you’d fall in love with me.”

“I’m glad you did. Now I’ve got you and I’m never letting you go. But sweetheart, you’re not the only one with a confession to make.”

Her eyes widened and she was almost ready to jump out of my hold. Her panic filled expression told me she was worried. “It’s not a bad confession, sweetie. It’s just hard to admit.” I paused to think of a way to say it, but I had to get it over with. “Skye. In the kitchen, it was my first time, too.”

“You were a virgin.”

“Exactly. Now can we forget all talks of virgins because we’re both done with it.” I pushed all the books I picked up off the bed, then unzipped my pants. “Ride me, baby.” I lifted up her tiny dress off her body. She didn’t have any panties on again. Cupping her pussy, I gave it a nice squeeze. Like a little lemon, I felt her juices run down my fingers. Damn, I was so fucking hungry for her pussy that I changed my mind. I flipped our positions and dropped to my knees.

I walked into the house after a long day and eager to kiss the fuck out of Skye. I could smell her chicken parmesan in the air. Damn that woman could cook. I went on a mission to greet my domestic goddess.

We decided to only have help in the mansion with the cleaning three times a week. Mitch had a therapist here on those days as well. I knew I said I didn’t want her to be the chef anymore, but my woman could really cook, so we only got a personal chef once a week. Once the baby came, I was upping it to four days a week until Skye told me otherwise.

Her ability to read improved daily. Having Mitch here really helped with that while I was at the office. She’d read to him with his help. It did both of them some good. She grew in confidence and he felt like his life had more meaning. I told him that once he improved I’d start to show him the business. It would be something my dad would have wanted, and from what I could see, Mitch was smart as fuck. Like fucking MENSA smart.

I pushed the kitchen door open, her back was turned to me. “Welcome home, Grayson.” She turned around with a handful of rinsed veggies. I walked around the island to greet my beauty properly.

“Hey babe,” I said wrapping my arms around my wife and her round belly as she chopped some vegetables. Fuck it was sexy to see my kid growing in her belly. All I wanted to do was fuck her on the counter again. I started to nibble on her neck, making her giggle. Pressing my hard cock on her ass, she pushed back and that was it.

“Clear off the island, babe, or the shit’s going to be on the floor. Excuse me for a minute,” I growled, biting her ear then making a mad dash from the room. I had to find Mitch. For my plan to work, I needed to keep him occupied for the time being.

Mitch was in his room. I knocked and stepped in. “Hey man, what’s up?”

“Nothing, just watching a movie,” he said. “Why? Trying to be alone with my sister?”

I paused. What was I going to say? I plan to fuck your sister really hard on the counter downstairs and I don’t want you to catch me fucking her dirty?

“Calm down, dude. If you want to be with her, I’ll stay in here. Not that I really planned to leave today.”

“Why? Something wrong?”

“No, I’m just enjoying good television. There was only so much basic cable I could watch. I got every damn movie channel and Netflix.”

“Okay, excuse me.” Fuck it, if he was going to chill, then I was going back to fuck his sister. Hurrying my ass down the stairs, I rushed back into the kitchen. I watched Skye bending over the edge of the counter, her ass on full display, but something wasn’t right. A cry ripped through her body.

“Damn, Skye, what’s the matter?” I asked, but she didn’t have to tell me. With the next breath, her water broke and there was liquid everywhere. Running to her, I lifted her into my arms and out of the kitchen. I called upstairs for Mitch. “Mitch, get your ass down here now!”

“What’s going on?”  he shouted from the top of staircase.

“Call the driver to get you if you want to come. You’re about to be an uncle,” I shouted while still moving toward the door.

“I’ll be there.” He walked back, and I headed out with my family in my arms. Shit, I was sweating thinking about what was going to happen.

Her cries grew and came more often. We barely made it down the road before her cries became pleas. “Stop, Gray. Please. The baby is coming.”

I pulled over onto the side of the road and helped my woman get into the back seat. Opening her thighs, I saw the head of my baby boy. Fuck me. My son wasn’t going to make it to the hospital. It dawned on me that she wasn’t wearing panties. She always had on panties because her brother lived with us now, but she didn’t have any on now.

“Stay calm and breath. I’m going to call 911.” After giving them the directions and had someone walking me through it, I focused on wife and her pain. I spent the next five minutes delivering my son while waiting for the ambulance. It was the most terrifying but amazing sight in my life.

“He’s perfect, Grayson,” she sighed, exhaustion coming over her.

“Yes, yes he is,” I whispered in tear-filled reverence. 

I heard the ambulance sirens. I lowered her dress as the medics got to the car.

Two hours later, Skye was asleep and I was taking my little man for a walk around the room.

“Little man, daddy loves you so much. I thought I fell in love with your mama in a flash, but you surprised me. You stole my heart the moment you let out your first cry.” I kissed his chubby cheek then turned to the woman who made me so happy. I fucking loved her so hard. Everything in me couldn’t wait until she woke up so I could hold her close.

~~~~~

As we were leaving the hospital the following morning, my father's lawyer approached. I knew that we hadn't violated the contract. We loved each other too much to ruin our happiness and we just welcomed our baby to the world.

"Mr. Walker, this letter is for you." He handed me a letter, did an about-face, and stepped into his waiting limo. A looked at the vehicle then back at Skye. I held the letter in my hand confused on what to do.

Skye tapped my arm. "Let's go home, then you can read it."

The whole way home I was a ball of nerves. On one hand, I had to be careful with my wife and my little boy. On the other, I was also anxious to get back and read the letter.

The moment we got into the house, I carried my son to his nursery as my wife walked ahead of me. Mitch had therapy, so he was in the gym with his physio. We had some time alone to read the letter that I had a feeling came from my father personally.

Helping her to the rocking chair. I changed my boy then handed him to her. Once she had him latched onto her breasts, I read the letter aloud.

Dear son,

Now you're reading this letter intentionally meant for the day that your child was born. I know I wasn't always the best father, always pushing you harder than I should have. Instead of playing catch, I was pushing you to learn more without distractions. Part of me truly regretted the loss of your childhood. But now, I'll tell you why I made that contract. Skye came to me looking for a job. When I saw her, I just knew she would be perfect for you one day. I didn’t do right by you, and I felt she was the key to my redemption. At only seventeen, I couldn't let you two meet. So when she went to visit her brother, I invited you over. Every time you praised my cook for the meal, I knew I was doing the right thing. She would make a perfect wife and mother for you and my grandbabies.

The day she came to talk about her money being sent directly to the care facility for her brother, I knew I had her locked in. I hated to do it, but I knew that you two would be too stubborn to meet and fall in love. I’d never seen you with a woman or show any interest since you were twelve. I love you and want the best. Even with her problems, she’s still perfect. Love her like she’s the only one because a great love can be hard to find. I know I spent a lifetime waiting for the one.

I love you, son.

Dad

I sat there too stunned. My father wanted me to fall in love with her, and I couldn’t be any happier with his interference. He hadn’t meant to be cruel; he was just a broken man who didn’t know any other way to raise a kid after his wife’s betrayal. Fuck, I’d wished we would have made more of a go at bonding on the familial level. I’d never do that to my son, but I will teach him the amazing lessons my dad taught me.

“I love you, Skye. Thanks for sticking with his sneaky plan.”

“Why wouldn’t I? I got the better end of the deal.”

“Let’s agree to disagree on that one.”

Once little Grayson the third fell asleep, we laid him down and I took my wife to bed. We hugged tightly, whispering to myself, “Five weeks, 5 days.” I could hear her giggle softly before rubbing her ass on me. I growled and grabbed her breasts softly and she let out a moan. With a chuckle I ran my hard cock against her ass and passed out.

THE END