Wanting More (26 page)

Her tongue played with mine, while our lips moved in sync. I pushed up her shirt and buried my face and hands into her breasts. As I pinched at her nipples she moaned against my mouth. One hand reached around her waist and pulled her into my body. She lifted her leg and started grinding over me, while stroking me in my pants. She backed away just enough to look down and watch what she was doing to me. I saw her licking her lips and threw my head back knowing she was turned on by it. I opened my eyes, because I felt her sliding down and yanking my jeans off my hips. She took her tongue and licked up one of my thighs while never taking her eyes off mine.

I reached for her head and ran my hands through her hair. She took me into her mouth and as good as it felt to have her lips around my cock, I knew I needed something else. I’d gone too long without it and there was no alternative to the feeling.

I picked her up and laid her down on the recliner before I yanked off her jeans. She lifted up her ass when I tugged for her panties to come off too. I stood in front of her fully erect and looked at her body. Her bra and shirt were pushed above her breast and her perfect pussy was spread and waiting for me to enter. I couldn’t help myself. I slid right inside of her. She was so beautiful; so perfect to me. I loved the way I felt when I was inside of her and the way her tight walls grabbed at my cock. The faster I pumped, the more she moaned and grabbed at my arms. I leaned down and kissed those puffy lips and as our tongues brushed, I knew I had to taste her.

I pulled out, leaving my dick throbbing, while I bent down and buried myself between her legs. She grabbed my hair and I pushed her legs open more after my first taste. While running my tongue all over her lips and her swollen clit, I felt her jolting her body against my head.

“Conner…oh God…oh…”

I waited until she calmed down before I steadied myself against the base of her again. As I slid inside of her for the second time, I kissed her sweet lips. It had been too long for me and after just a few minutes I could feel myself letting go. She pulled me into her body, allowing me to fill her with my release. It felt so good; so natural to be with her like this. I needed to touch her every day and to be able to love her every single second.

Afterwards, she cuddled her body on top of me in the recliner. From the fear of being caught we had dressed, but it still would have looked bad if someone walked into the barn and saw us. Still, I held her tight and rubbed her soft arms. “I don’t want you to go home.”

“I wish I didn’t have to go.”

“Don’t. Stay here with me. I don’t care what they think or say. Just do it because it’s where you want to be.”

She brushed her fingers over my lips. “It is where I want to be, but I can’t do it, at least not today. I promise I will explain everything when I know more, but you have to trust me.”

I hated this, but I did trust Amy and I also knew that when Rick wasn’t drinking, he wasn’t hurting her. If he would just keep his horny hands away from her, I would feel better about things.  “I don’t like this.”

“Conner, please don’t fight me. I need two more weeks.”

I pulled her into me tighter. “You promise me that in two weeks you’re really going to leave?”

She nodded. “Maybe it will be sooner. I just have to get Shelby to tell me what she knows. Rick is hiding something, I know it. There is no way someone changes as fast as he did.”

“Just remember that he can change back just as fast. He lays one hand on you and you’ll be visitin’ me from behind bars, because I will fuckin’ kill him.” I wasn’t threatening her, that was my promise.

Chapter 34

Amy

I knew as soon as I pulled off that farm lane where I wanted to be and I didn't want to wait any longer to have it. I don't care if I had to rent some run-down apartment and eat macaroni and cheese. I just wanted to be able to come home and be with Conner. I loved him and it wasn't just because he saved me more than once, or promised to always keep me safe. It wasn't because sex with him was the greatest thing I'd ever experienced in my life or because looking at him made my heart pound.

When looked at Conner I saw something more.

I loved him for sacrificing his own happiness for his family. I loved him for holding his heart on his shoulder and letting me in. He was a hard worker, who loved children. A badass who always made me feel safe.

He asked me once to fall into him. I was ready to take that leap.

When I got home, I had a determined mindset. The problem was getting around Rick. Being that Shelby was finally talking to me, I used my secret phone to ask if she could meet me within the next week for lunch. I had to know how she knew.

This is Amy. We need to talk. Can you meet me this week sometime for lunch?-A

I can't. He will know I told you. -S

Please. I won't tell him and I promise to make it so you aren't involved. Shelby, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important. He doesn't know I have this phone. Just think about it and tell me.-A

I will let you know. -S

It wasn't the greatest of news, but it was a start. In the meantime, when Rick left for work, I ransacked through every drawer, every cabinet and even the closets, but I couldn't find anything that would incriminate him. After getting the house back together, I felt like I was never going to find anything that would give me a way out.

It just didn't make sense. Rick was this changed man. He was nice all the time and doing everything to make me happy. Even when we were first married, he wasn't that nice.

A week went by and I still had no word from Shelby. Conner was back to stealing lunchtime kisses and back room make out sessions like we had never been threatened before. I think he was just at a point where he didn't care if the whole town knew we were having an affair. He was sick of waiting and the fastest way of having me for himself was forcing us to be caught.

I considered just letting that happen too, but I always feared that we'd have to look behind our backs all the time and I didn't want that kind of life.

With Conner being so determined, I continued to try to pry into Rick's life. The man was so squeaky clean that he looked like he was best friends with the pope. Finally, I started sending Shelby messages until she broke down and agreed to a meeting.

While I waited for the meeting to happen, I kept up with the charade at home. I would wake up in the mornings and go to work as Rick was coming in. He would sleep all day and then have dinner ready when I got home and leave around seven for his night shift again. His holiday hours allotted me a lot of time to talk to Conner. A few times I even took the chance and snuck out to see him.

The two week period had ended and we were literally a week and a half away from Christmas. Conner was begging me to just leave and spend Christmas with him and his family, but I wasn't ready for them to know like that. It was too many of them to face at once and I needed to talk to Miranda before I just showed up at her house. I know she'd offered for me to stay with her a million times, but this was different. I wouldn't be moving in just to get away from my marriage. I'd be moving in to be with her brother.

Shelby and Devon met me at a mall that was about forty five minutes from town. I didn't mind the drive to keep her safe. I didn't recognize her when she showed up. Her hair was back to brown and even though she still had her piercings, they weren't really noticeable. "You look so pretty."

She turned and looked at Devon. "That's what he said too." She grabbed a strand of hair and looked at it. "I don't know if I like the color."

"I think it's perfect, but if you need to change it, I know a great salon that would do it for free."

She smiled and sat down. "Amy, I'm sorry I was so awful to you for so long. You have to know it wasn't easy for me to live in that house with him. When you weren't around, he would take things out on me. All I wanted to do was escape."

Tears filled my eyes. "If I would have known I would have taken you out of there. You have to know that."

"I couldn't tell you, Amy. He threatened me."

"He did the same to me. For a long time I believed that he really would hurt me."

Devon reached his arm around Shelby and she leaned her head into him.

"I don't understand why you haven't left yet. I mean, you have the money to get away. Why haven't you?"

I just assumed that she was referring to the salon. "I don't make as much money as you think. Your father is in charge of the bills and after he takes everything out, I barely have enough for groceries and gas."

Shelby gave me a dirty look and turned her direction to Devon. "You don't know do you?"

"Know what? Shelby, you are really confusing me."

Devon grabbed her hand. "Tell her, babe. I know it's your dad, but she deserves to know."

I was thinking the worst thing possible, like he had molested her, or worse. Shelby started to cry. "I'm sorry, I know he's an awful man, but he's still my dad. If I tell you this he could lose everything."

I grabbed her other hand. "Shelby, please."

"Have you gone through his things?"

I nodded. "Every inch of our house."

"You didn't find anything?"

I was still so lost. I wanted her to just spit it out. "What am I even looking for?"

"Search his truck, Amy. You will find everything you're looking for in there. If you haven't found it in the house, it will be there. That's where I found it." She stood up and pulled Devon with her. "For what it's worth, thank you for being so good to me."

"Wait, what about lunch?"

"We really need to go. Keep in touch, Amy."

They walked away before I could say anything else. Apparently, the key to getting out of my marriage was in Rick's truck. The problem was that only he had the key and now I understood why he never took them out of his pocket.

When I left I called Conner right away. I couldn't wait to brainstorm with him about what could possibly be in the truck that could save me from losing everything. Conner, who was more concerned about me calling a lawyer, then rooting through my husband’s vehicle, insisted that he go through the truck instead of me. As much as I thought it was a bad idea, it was still a matter of getting inside of it without him knowing.

We came up with a plan that Conner was going to break into his truck when he was at work. All he had to do was break the window and grab every bit of paperwork out of the glove compartment and under the seats and then drive away. It was a simple task.

Unfortunately, right before Rick left for work, I got a pain in my side that forced me down on the floor. Rick found me lying there in a ball and carried me to his truck, where he drove me to the hospital.

Once they got me inside, they assumed I had some kind of food poisoning. My first thought was that he'd tried to poison me. Rick went outside to call his work and tell them that he was at the hospital with me when the doctor came in to give me the results of the blood tests.

"Mrs. Ussery, how are you feeling now?"

"The pain isn't so bad."

"What is the date of your last menstrual period?"

I shrugged. I don't really get a regular period. It doesn't even matter. I can't have kids, so you don't have to test for that."

He looked up at me and cocked his eyebrow. "I see. I would like to do an internal sonogram, where we go in vaginally and you don't have to drink all that fluid."

"Okay." I just wanted them to give me medicine and send me home. I needed to call Conner.

A few moments later they were wheeling me in the back to get the test. The doctor came in with my chart and started writing inside of it. "So where were you tested for fertility issues?"

"I wasn't. It was too expensive, but my husband and I tried for years and it never happened. Now, I barely get a period."

The nurse and the doctor pointed to the screen and talked amongst themselves.

"Ma'am, from the looks of this test, you're about four to four and a half months along."

Holy crap!

I shook my head. "That's not possible." There was only one person I had been with and I couldn’t believe it. It was Conner’s.

He laughed and pointed to the screen. "This is your baby."

"I haven't been sick, or gained weight."

"Consider yourself lucky. You're almost halfway through and haven't had any side effects."

He turned up the volume and the room filled with the sound of a baby's heartbeat. Tears rolled down my eyes. I'd always wanted a baby, but I'd never talked to Conner about it. He was going to freak out. Being with me was one thing, but having a kid too was too much. I couldn't ask him to do that.

"You'll need to make an appointment as soon as possible with an obstetrician and begin a regiment of prenatal vitamins."

I was hearing him, but I felt like the room was closing in on me.

"Are you ready to go back to your room and be discharged?" The nurse was starting to wheel me back in.

I grabbed her arm. "No! Wait! Please don't tell my husband my diagnosis. He can't know I'm pregnant. This isn't his baby."

She looked at me like I was a horrible person, but smiled anyway. "I won't tell him. I will make sure the discharge nurse doesn't mention it either. I hope you know that you will start showing soon."

"I'm leaving him tomorrow." It just came out of my mouth.

Rick was still not back in the room when I got back and soon they were sending me out with a card for a doctor and a bunch of dirty looks.

I found Rick on his cell phone when I walked outside. He got off really quick and walked toward me. "What did they say?"

"Food poisoning. I have to let it run its course."

He grabbed my arm and helped me into the truck. I smiled, but was shaking so bad that he had to have noticed. "Did they give you medicine?"

This was my moment. A light bulb flashed in my head and I knew exactly how to go through his truck. I leaned down in my seat and pretended to cry in pain. "Oh, God, they said I could take pain medication and stomach medicine. Just drive to the pharmacy."