No Way Out (The James Family Bo - C. M. Steele

No Way Out C.M. Steele Copyrighted © 2016

Chapter One The god-forsaken ceremony finally ended. It was a mind-numbing three hours long college graduation for my future sister-in-law. We’d all gathered around inside the auditorium and waited for Cam to bring Natalie to us. Thank goodness for mobile technology. I had been able to get some work done while I waited for her to walk across the stage. My phone buzzed with a text

from Kate. It’s over. What’s over? I texted back. I felt like I walked into the middle of a conversation. We hadn’t spoken to each other since yesterday, but it ended on a sour note. We had a fight about my work schedule, which was never up for discussion because I was a workaholic. I wasn’t the type of man that dropped his responsibilities for a woman. There was no way I was going to be like Cameron, who lost his mind over Natalie and she’d been all the man could concentrate on.

Natalie came up and I gave her a sweet hug. It pissed off my brother, but it made me smile. I handed her the roses just to rile him up. What a chump. I would never let a woman wind me up like that. With that thought, the most beautiful, sexy creature bounced up to us. Well, rather to Natalie. With a squeal, they hugged each other tightly. Once they were done, she was introduced to us. Miss Emmy Watts was Nat’s best friend and a woman I needed to know.

“Emmy, this is the James Family. You know Cam and Vanessa and her man Tim. These are his parents Melody and Simon, Sr. And this is Simon, Jr. Everyone, this is my best friend, Emmy Watts.” I mentally chanted her name. I wanted her. My phone vibrated, I pulled the damn thing out from my pocket and read the text. Us. Okay. Have a nice life. What the fuck was I supposed to say? She started this, and you shouldn’t start something you can’t finish— A lesson my parents

always taught me. Besides, she was ruining my admiration for the lovely Emmy. I didn’t like the fact that women played that game with me. I knew what she was up to. This wasn’t my first rodeo, nor my first time a woman wanted to play the breakup game. The thing she didn’t understand was that I never lose. Slipping my phone in my pocket and ignoring my ex, I stared at Emmy getting lost in her smile. She was stunning, to say the least. It was like I’d been hit with some

strange emotion the moment I heard her giggle. I didn’t understand what it was, but I had a feeling I was just as fucked as Cam— if not more. My ability to speak failed me; something it had never done before. I couldn’t fathom what was going on except that I’d turned into a mute. My phone buzzed again, but I hit the side button because it wasn’t important and admiring every second of her presence was. She had to be at least five-seven, but those kitten heels she had on made

her look a lot taller. My eyes roamed her body thinking of the things I could do to her. Damn, the things. Mm…, I thought. Her super curly blonde hair looked hot as hell as it framed her face. Never had I seen someone so beautiful. I wanted to grip her hair and pull her to me and let her jump up and down on my cock. I was so hard at that moment, I lost all blood to my brain. Before I could get my shit together and tell her that she was mine, a big motherfucker came up to us. He grabbed Nat first and spun her around

which pissed Cameron the fuck off, then it was my girl’s turn. She was smiling up at him before he pulled her away. I wanted to bum rush him and bring her back, but reality hit me and I wasn’t an idiot. I growled, “Who the fuck is he?” Nat just laughed at us because I wasn’t the only one losing my shit. Cameron was fuming, giving her an arched look that demanded answers. She hissed at us. “It’s her brother, you jealous asses.” As we walked to the cars, I paused for a moment to think about what

had just happened, and it hit me that Nat was right. I was fucking jealous. What the hell? I didn’t have a jealous bone in my body... well, not until five minutes before then. Shit. Suddenly, my perfect life just got complicated. I jumped into the back of the car my parents rented and took out my phone. I wanted to forget about the busty, bubbly blonde in there and remember that I didn’t make a woman a priority. Speaking of priorities, Kate, my now ex, sent me another text message after I didn’t return the three missed

calls in the auditorium. What the fuck didn’t she get? It was over, she said it herself. I couldn’t help that I agreed with her a thousand percent. I rolled my eyes, then chuckled at the message. So that’s it. It’s over and you’re fine with it. All my thoughts were centered around Emmy. I couldn’t give a shit about Kate at all. She and I were over three months ago. I tried to end it several times, but work got busy and I didn’t have time for her. That was her biggest

issue with me and I didn’t care. In frustration, I sent her a text back. It was my final one to her. Look, it’s over. You texted me yourself. Sorry, but no takebacks. I’m glad because it saved me the trouble of doing it in person— like an adult. So long. Don’t text me again. Asshole. She dumped me and I was the asshole. Oh, well. Mom was out of luck. She had been the one pressuring me into a relationship with Kate in the first place. I wasn’t looking for a serious woman. I wanted sex every once in a

while, but no... she’d laid out her guilt trip, and I fell for it. She still had Cam and Nat to give her some grandbabies. Although with little Emmy, I may have to change my mind. We got to the plane in a hurry because Cam wanted to get Natalie home as fast as he could, but my mind was telling me to stay. I was afraid I’d never see her again. I had to ask Nat some questions, but Cam got to me first and so the teasing commenced. “What the hell happened to you back there, Mr. Single for life?” Cam

said smacking my shoulder as he and Nat took the seats across from me. “Nothing happened. I saw a hot woman. What’s the big fucking deal?” I was in complete denial and wasn’t letting up. No. I didn’t want to be on my ass when I just teased him three hours ago for being a lame ass. “I’ve seen you notice hot chicks before, that wasn’t it. That was an “I met my future wife” look. I know, I’ve seen it in me since I met Nat.” “He’s right. I don’t know how you two were with the ladies, but I

remember the way Cam stared at me when we first met. That is a James’ “I’m making you mine” look.” My mother laughed as she took a seat next to my father and added her own perspective. “Yes, son. It is. Your father leered at me in that lecherous way a long time ago.” “It doesn’t matter. She’s hot, too young, and I’ll probably never see her again.” “Bullshit. It matters, bro. The way you were looking at her was out of a page of the Cameron’s devotion book.”

“Okay, oh great, wise one. What’s my next step?” “Get your head out of your ass and make a plan. She’ll be joining us in a few weeks for the wedding so you have a lot of time to get your act together.” “Whatever. Come three weeks, I won’t even remember her name.” “Stop lying to yourself because you sure aren’t fooling anyone.” I tilted my seat back and closed my eyes; I was done with the

conversation. The instant my eyelids closed, Emmy’s face appeared. Her catlike eyes were burned into my memory and brightened the longer I kept my eyes closed. I wanted to bring her face closer so I could taste those nude-colored lips. I didn’t know I was smiling in my daydream until Cam kicked me and laughed. “Damn, bro, you’ve got it bad. Don’t worry, it’s wonderful.” He turned to Nat and kissed her roughly and rubbed her inner thigh. “Lucky, bastard,” I grumbled to myself.

I closed my eyes again and she was back. This time I didn’t care if they teased me, I wanted to keep her pretty face in my mind. It made the flight easy and short. The three-week wait was going to be brutal.

Chapter Two My heart was pounding out of my chest as I ran up to Nat. It wasn’t because of the excitement of graduation; it was Cam’s sexy brother, Simon. It was insane that I wanted to let loose and crawl up his body with just a glance from across the room. I had to make my way over there before we left. I needed to get a closer look. The instant Steven pulled me away from him, I felt an unexplainable sadness fill me up. It was

strange, but I shook it off with the help of Steven’s wife. My sister-in-law had been a total bitch to me since she married my brother. She hated his love for me and used mine for him against me. I wanted to knock her into next week, but my brother was a gullible ass. “So, what’s that miserable look on your face for?” she said snidely. Stupid bitch. “You don’t want to be around your brother anymore?” “I don’t want to be around you that’s for sure.” I was all up in her face. I’d love to pop her in the mouth.

Steven stepped in between us, looking me in the eyes. “No, girls, please stop fighting.” “Your shrew started it.” He didn’t look at her when he was scolding. It was always me. Like I was the one who acted like a total cunt. “Well, I’m asking you to stop it.” The pleading look in his eyes was the only thing that stopped me. “Really? You let her call me names.” I flinched at her, but Steven held

me back. “Behave,” he warned me again but turned to her and gave her some shit finally. “You can’t be nice even today?” “You always side with her.” His harpy whined. I wondered if their relationship was at its breaking point. I could only hope. I don’t think he’s even happy anymore. I used to tolerate her because he was in love, but for the past six months, he’s been miserable.

“Because you start shit. Damn it,” he snarled at her. “Let’s go now.” I gave a smirk behind their backs and followed them into the car. The ride took three hours because the queen had to use the restroom and no rest area was good enough for her. “Steven, why do you tolerate her shit? Is her cooch that good?” “Seriously, Emmy.” His frustration seemed higher than normal. The last time I saw him, he wasn’t this

frazzled. I hated her so much. “Seriously, Steven.” “Emily, she’s my wife, and I don’t want to be like Dad.” So that explained it all. He didn’t want to be a man who left his family for another woman. It wasn’t the same. Steven and the waste of space didn’t have any kids. At least, I hope they weren’t pregnant. “That’s still not a reason to stay with a woman like her, unless you knocked her up finally…but knowing her she wouldn’t want to ruin her pencil figure. Seriously she looks like a pretty

boy, Steven.” “Claudia’s not pregnant and perhaps I prefer her figure. So please shut it; she’s coming back,” he said nodding his head to the window. Sure enough, she was walking back like she owned the place. I watched her sashay like she was a runway model. Rolled my eyes, I sat back in my seat, ignoring the snarky look she gave me. “Let’s get home. I’m tired,” she whined to my brother. I wanted to tell her ass that she’s the reason we were dragging to get home, but I saw the

frustration in my brother’s eyes. Once we got to the house, I went up to my old bedroom that seemed to be a lot smaller than it used to be. Throwing my stuff on the bed, I passed out. ~~~~~~~~~~ “Simon, what are you doing here?” I said as I sat up in my bed looking at the handsome blonde man. His eyes narrowed into slits as he approached the bed, stalking me. His face beamed as he answered,

“I came to see my woman.” “Your woman?” I must still be groggy. I looked around the room and it was mine. “You, baby. Didn’t you know?” He leaned down and sat on the bed next to me. “We haven’t even spoken to each other.” I couldn’t believe that he was here. It was too surreal, but I felt a sense of euphoria. “It didn’t stop Cam, and it’s not going to stop me.” I remembered that it

sure as hell didn’t stop Cam. He claimed Natalie the first time they spoke to each other. “Oh, Simon,” I moaned as I wrapped my arms around him and we kissed. His body pressed into my mine, rocking back and forth. “Simon.” I felt a kick on the bed stirring me awake and the evil shrew was standing above me. “Who’s this Simon guy?” “None of your business.” “You need to learn that this is my

house and you’re just a mooching relative. Everything is my business.” “This is my brother’s house, and I won’t be here forever. I’m looking for a job. Once I have it, I hope to never see you again.” “I can’t wait for the day.” “What were you doing in here anyway?” “Your brother ran to get us dinner. He told me to tell you he’ll be back in fifteen.” “Why don’t you ever call him by

his name? You know what?... Never mind. I don’t care about anything you have to say.” “Whatever.” The moment her prissy ass left my room, I sent a text to Natalie. I think I might stab this broad. Hope your new family is better. I’m sorry, Emmy. You know you can always move out here. So far so good. They are fantastic. BTW, watch out for Simon, he had that Cam look when he saw you. Miss you.

I miss you too. Call you tomorrow. Okay, look forward to it.

Chapter Three Feeling confused, I walked out of Cam’s office after talking to Natalie about Emmy. I was given the task of picking her up from the airport tomorrow. It was supposed to be a pleasant opportunity, but after what Natalie told me, it might not go the way I want it to. I drove around for hours wondering why I couldn’t shake her from my thoughts. I’d been obsessed to the point of madness. If she weren't

already coming over here, I would have flown to Chicago. I was sitting there down in the dumps, drinking another beer when Cameron came into the room. “Bro, what’s up?” he asked joining me at the table, concern written all over his face. “Nothing,” I huffed taking another guzzle from my beer. I snarled then looked back up at him, wondering how to get Emmy as easy as Cam got Nat. It wasn’t like it was all that easy for Cam, but I felt like it was impossible for

me to catch Emmy. Something about the distance and her being as independent as Nat describes? I was tempted to tie her to my bed to keep her in Seattle. There had to be a way. “Fuck. It’s her, man. I got really hung up on her from one encounter, but according to Natalie, she really didn’t remember me or even ask about me,” I vented, feeling like having myself a pity fucking party. “She was busy that day… excitement…She’ll fall for you.” Cam gave me a pep talk, but I wasn’t paying

attention. I missed most of it as I tore off the label on the bottle. I turned to him with a needy-ass question. I wanted to kick my own ass for being a big pussy, but I had to ask. “Do you know if she’s bringing a date?” Since I wanted this answer, I was sitting at attention. “No, she’s coming alone. Nat did tell me that Emmy isn’t dating anyone.” It gave me some hope that I could get her where I wanted her. “Bro, just get some sleep. You need to be at your best.” He was right, so I got up and

dumped the rest of my beer, then asked, “How did you handle it?” “The first time was easy, though, at the time, I didn’t think so. I learned everything I could and didn’t give her a choice about us. We were together, and that was it.” I remembered when he came back from visiting Van. He was so damn happy that I didn’t think it was possible. Then it all went to hell when he crashed and ended up hiding his injuries from her. “I hope she doesn’t ever put me

through a second one.” I didn’t want Emmy to leave me once I had her here. “Me, too. It isn’t nice at all,” Cam sighed before leaving the kitchen. I followed after tossing out the trash and turning off the lights. I walked into my room and looked at my king-sized bed wondering what it would be like to have her lying there waiting for me when I got home from work. Just imagining her in my bed got me hard as hell. A cold shower was what I needed. The spray hit my body full force. It was freezing but did little to cool my

desire. I was about to get hypothermia when I decided to call a stop to this nonsense. Switching the knob to the hot side, I let the warm water heat me back up. Grabbing my cock in my hand, I gave it a long stroke to warm him up. Visions of Emmy in my head went straight to my balls. Natalie was kind enough to leave her phone out one day, so I texted myself a picture of Emmy and looked at it every time I thought of her, which included moments like this when I was in the shower with a super hard

cock. The water beaded lazily down my chest and I imagined it was her hands caressing me, setting it ablaze with her touch. Grunting, I gripped myself harder trying to calm the tidal wave of feelings that coursed straight up my spine. She had that effect on me. I was ready to come just from the thought of her wanting me. Sliding my fingers up and down my shaft, I thought about her falling to her knees and parting her lips. She would be stroking me with one hand while the other tested the weight of my

balls before sucking on them. Visualizing her tongue licking the head before sliding her mouth over it was too much. “Ah,” I moaned, seeing her taking me in deep sent me over the edge. My cum sprayed the shower wall and my hand. Looking at the mess I made, I laughed. My days of jerking off were over. I’d make sure of that.

Chapter Four I saw the doors open from out of the corner of my eye, and it was her. I jumped out of my truck half in rage and half in desire. She was wearing a short pink sundress, open-backed with black straps crisscrossing down her spine. The skirt flowed so well on her that I wanted to growl. It was the kind that swayed when she moved and on anyone else, it would look cute. On her, she looked stunningly beautiful. Her curly blonde

hair was down and around her face. Emmy had on six-inch heels that I wanted her to wear in bed— and only them. She was pulling her suitcase and garment bag along. I could see her funky bracelets on her wrists and it turned me on. When my eyes finally made it to her face, I saw that she’d been doing her own appraisal. I hope she liked what she saw. Fuck, I was more pathetic than my brother. She gave me an appreciative downward glance and blushed. I looked down to see my dick was also anxious to

see her. It was too much for me. “Hello, Emmy.” I pulled her into my arms like we knew each other for forever. She felt better than I’d envisioned during every dirty thought of her. My dick was so hard that I knew not only could she see it but feel it, too. Emmy didn’t resist my hold on her, so I used it to my advantage. I pulled my face back to look at her without letting her go, and I couldn’t stop myself. I bent down to taste her lips. It was a big mistake because one sip wasn’t going to

be enough. The sound of a police siren brought me back to reality. I looked into her eyes and she was just as stunned as I was by what happened. “Hello, Simon,” she muttered, her eyes glazed. The way she melded into my kiss, I knew that I had her. She wasn’t as oblivious as Natalie made it seem. Maybe she didn’t want me to know that Emmy apparently remembered me. “I didn’t plan that. You’re just too fucking beautiful.” I stepped back grabbing both her wrists, holding them

out so I could see her entire body. She didn’t respond with words. She blushed then looked around me at the car. There was a meter cop almost at my car, ready to get me for standing there too long. “I think we should go before she gets to your car.” “Fine, sweetheart. Besides, Nat’s anxious with all the wedding crap. Don’t need her sending her bulldog after me.” “Your brother?” she asked. “No, my sister.” She giggled, so I

gave her a peck before walking to my car. I put her stuff in the backseat and helped her into the passenger side. But not without stealing one more kiss. Once I pulled away from her lips, she grimaced. “You need to stop doing that,” she said. “I need to do more of it,” I countered. She let me in on her attraction, and I wasn’t going to let her get away with denying it. I buckled her in just because I

needed another reason to be close to her before Natalie stole her away from me. Natalie was lucky that I understood it was her wedding day. Letting Emmy get out of my reach wasn’t something I wanted to do. Closing her door, I gave her a wink before walking around the front of the truck and climbing in. Once I started the engine, I turned to her. “Babe, let’s get you to Natalie so we can get this wedding over with— then you’re mine.” She gave me a stunned look, her mouth moving like she was going to

argue, but she was at a loss for words. She just sat straighter in her seat and faced forward. I took her silence as acceptance. “That’s right, babe. I’m glad you agree.” I could see the stain of the blush on her cheeks. She was so damn lucky we had somewhere to be. “Later…” I growled to myself then pulled out into traffic. “Yours?” she asked after regaining her composure. We were stopped at a light so I turned with a serious stare and confirmed it. “Yes, Emmy.”

“I’m not yours. We don’t even know each other.” I knew she was going to play this game with me, but I dug so much information out of Natalie these last few weeks that I knew we were perfect for each other. “We will. Have you met Cam yet?” “Uh, duh, but what does that have to do with anything?” Sassy. I liked that shit. “We’re of the same stock.”

Chapter Five I was trying to catch my breath as we pulled up to this massive estate. I knew that they were wealthy, but shit, this was ridiculous. They made celebrities look poor. It was grand and as the gates opened, I felt out of place. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” “Are you worried about spending time my parents? Don’t. I know they’ll love you.” He pulled my hand he

was holding to his lips and kissed it. I wanted to melt into my seat. He was too damn smooth for my inexperienced heart. I wanted him so much, but he wasn’t in love with me like Cam was with Natalie. “You’re so damn rich.” “Is that what’s got that concerned look on your face?” I gave him a nod. “Babe, money gives us the things we need and want, but it doesn’t make our character. We are wealthy because we work hard and smart for it.” “That’s why. I didn’t come from

this. My family is broken and not the best of people.” “So what? You are, and you think the world of your brother so he must be something special. We can’t pick our parents or make their choices. All we can do is show them that we can’t be held down by their mistakes. You’re mine and we got this. Our kids will know what a good marriage is and will have all they need to become successful in their own right. It’s not that serious, Emmy. Cameron isn’t marrying Natalie because she has money. She’s in the

same boat as you. He’s marrying her because he can’t imagine his life without her.” I sighed because it was true. “Just so you know, I’m in the same boat as well.” I could hardly breathe. Why was he torturing me like this? My feelings were chaotic and I hadn’t ever experienced sentiments like this before. Most of the people I knew got divorced or were miserable in their marriages. Jumping in may be too much for me to handle. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

He walked me into the house with his hand around my waist and Natalie came running down the large staircase. We hugged, which took me out of Simon’s hold. As much as I loved Nat, the hug was nothing compared to Simon’s simple touch, which was splendid because I needed some space to let my panties dry and get my mind out of the damn gutter. Natalie grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs before I even got to say bye to Simon; however, I did manage a brief glance. His eyes were trained on

mine, but his smile was missing. He sported a childish pout that I wanted to kiss. Damn his sexy face. Menace. Panty fucking destroyer. It wasn’t long before he came upstairs with my things. The whole time staring at me while I was reintroduced to his sister Vanessa and his mother. Natalie laughed and sent him on his way. I was torn about him leaving. I didn’t want to him to go, but I also didn’t want him to see Natalie undressed again. She told me about the embarrassing moment between them, one day on the phone.

Simon walked in on Natalie satisfying Cam in the gym. Since then, I harbored irrational jealousy towards her. I could tell Nat wanted to ask me about the ride from the airport, but she knew I wouldn’t dish out any details in front of others. I was a total social butterfly, but my private life was just that — private. The stylists did our hair and makeup for the next two hours, which in actuality felt like a whole day. It wasn’t that I didn’t like to get pampered; I just wanted to see Simon again. I missed

him. That short ride had solidified the longing I had for him, making it nearly unbearable to be away from him. I hoped to hell it wasn’t permanent. I didn’t want to be a clingy chick, but I couldn’t help my feelings. Maybe it was just because I was horny as hell. I was still a virgin, but my mind went to visions of sex in the driver’s seat or on the front lawn, or my back pressed against the stairs as Simon fucks me up them. My thighs vibrated with needed attention. I squeezed my eyes closed trying to ease the ache, but with

them shut, Simon appeared. He gave me a crooked grin, his blue eyes full of wicked intentions. He dropped to his knees, his brow arched as he forcefully pushed my thighs apart. Smiling mischievously, he started placing kisses on my pussy. I moaned aloud and became fully mortified when I heard, “I want the hairstyle she’s having.” The room of women roared with laughter and my pale face pinked. With a shrug, I joined them but knew Simon was a menace. I was going to need attention on my kitty soon or I would embarrass

myself worse than I already had.

Chapter Six The moment I caught sight of Emmy walking down the aisle I wanted to rush to her like I was the one getting married today. Hell, I was ready to push over Cam and take his place. My heart thumped like a Timbaland beat while my dick throbbed. I had that thick fucker tucked against my waistband hiding it with my suit coat, but I knew I wasn’t going to be able to undo my jacket all night. My cock was tearing my pants at

the seam as I watched her walk toward me. She had a nervous but happy smile. Her dress was pink, but a much softer shade than what she had on earlier. It flowed down her body but tightened and cupped her big breasts, accentuating them even more. Even with tits abound, she still looked elegant. Her hair was in some up-do thing with strands of her curly locks hanging around her face. Her lips were a glossy peach color and I wondered if they tasted like it. Fuck, I would love to eat her peach. My eyes moved to the length of the

gown. It went to her feet, but I could see her painted pale pink toenails peeking out with each step. I hadn’t found toes sexy until now; then again, everything about Emmy was sexy to me. I liked that the dress was floorlength because if it were shorter, I might have had to break a motherfucker or two’s jaw. The one she had on this morning would never be worn in public again because that shit was way too short for public consumption. When she walked up the stairs, I got a great view of her thigh right where her ass met it.

That sight had me grunting, almost coming in my pants. After getting her in the house, I grabbed her luggage. When I got to the staircase, I was torn. I didn’t know if I was going to let her keep her planned room or have her shit put into mine, but knowing she might need some of the items in the suitcase now, I handed it over. My eyes scanned the crowd; there were too many eligible bachelors here. I wanted to poke each one of their eyes out for ogling what was mine. They all took in her appearance and I knew

some of these fucks were getting hard thinking about getting at her. That shit wasn’t going to happen. I needed to keep tabs on her all night. By the time she reached her spot across from me, I knew I’d been hit by the James freight train of love. It hit every one of us. Damn, I love her, I thought to myself. I hated that all I saw was a profile of her. That wasn’t bad, but it meant that all those bastards were seeing her curves and her cleavage. I growled when I noticed that one of my brother’s employees winked at her.

Looking to see her reaction had ticked me off; she blushed. The moment Natalie reached the altar, I got to look at Emmy’s beautiful face. She was smiling at the couple, but I was watching her intently. She caught my stare and blushed again. As jealous as I was, I still took her smile and blush as my own. I didn’t see any of the wedding because my focus was on her and what I planned to do her tonight. Once the ceremony was over, I played my part and hooked her arm in mine. My hold was more possessive

than it should be. “You look stunning, Emmy. I don’t care for it.” “Would you rather I looked like shit?” “It’s not the point,” I argued, trying to find a point to make. “Well, just so you know, you look handsome, and I have to deal with it. So get over it,” she snapped back but did so without that lovely smile on her face. “Just know you belong to me.” I gripped her wrist then intertwined our

hands. I could feel her pulse speed up. “I like you, but don’t push it.” I wanted to laugh. ~~~~~~~~~ The reception was held just after the wedding in our large garden. And shit kicked off right away. With all the congratulations going around, I’d lost Emmy from my side. She thought she was slick. She knew that I was serious earlier, but she had no idea how serious. When I found her, she was by the bar taking a shot with the same guy who winked at her at the wedding.

No one stood in my way so when I got to her, I caught her by surprise. Pulling her arm, I turned her to me. “What did I say, Emmy?” “I heard what you said and told you not to push, but you haven’t listened. I’m not Natalie. I won’t just fall at your feet.” “Fine, sweetheart, but know this... Two can play that game.” I took her shot and slammed it back, letting the tequila burn my throat. I turned to the jackass, “Hello, I’m Simon James.”

“I’m Carl Tanner.” “Well, Carl, I’m Cameron’s brother. If you want to keep your job, you’ll stay away from my future wife. Understand me?” “That’s not fair, Simon,” she griped and stomped her foot. I gently grabbed her chin and whispered, “I never said I’d play fair.” Leaning down, I kissed her lips softly. She reacted just like I expected, clinging to my mouth with a hand pressed to my chest. I stepped back and gave him a smirk. “Have a nice night.”

I walked away with a smile, but I was pissed. What the fuck did she think she was doing? My plan would work; I was sure of it. She didn’t like my bossy attitude, but she needed to learn that what she was doing wasn’t cool— especially when the tables were turned. I walked up to a beautiful blonde and slid my hand onto her waist. Andy turned and hugged me. “My, don’t you look handsome. You clean up well.” “You look beautiful, too.” I could feel the burn on the back of my neck.

Those blue eyes were searing my skin with her anger. We had talked for a few minutes before I looked back to where Emmy was standing and I smiled. That’s when I saw the look I didn’t want to see. She was about to cry. Fuck. I rushed to her side but not soon enough. Nat was sitting at a party table with her now and they were talking. I joined them and took a seat. “So what time does your flight leave on Sunday?” Nat asked nonchalantly. Sunday? I wasn’t going to

let that happen. “Ten in the morning.” “That’s how long you’re staying?” I asked, shocked. I had to work quick. “Yes. I do have a life to go back to.” Looked like somebody was mad at me. “We’ll see about that,” I murmured into my brother’s ear. He chuckled and gave me a wink. “What did you say?” “What does it matter?

Apparently, what I say means shit to you.” “That’s not true.” She downed another drink. I wondered how many drinks she’d had already. I saw her with at least three and we were just getting ready to sit down to eat. Even though we weren’t speaking to each other, we talked to the rest of the wedding party. I learned that she was still looking for a job and that she couldn’t stand her sister-in-law. I kept my eyes on her throughout our meal and noticed that she had another two

drinks. “How many drinks are you going to have?” “Simon, just leave me be and go back to your woman. I knew you’d be no different than the other men. You’re no Cameron. He wouldn’t have run off to touch another woman just because she refused to do what he said.” “What are you talking about? That jackass was almost all the way on top of you.” “You’re nuts! He didn’t even

touch me. He was flirting and that was it, but you let her kiss you.” “Just my cheek.” “Would you have liked it if some guy gave me a kiss on the cheek.” “I’d deck him in the face and have him tossed out on his ass.” “Well then,” she challenged. “Emmy, Andy is my cousin. I wouldn’t touch another woman. You’re all I want.” She dropped her head into her hands feeling embarrassed. I thought it

was time for one dance then night-nights. “Dance with me.” I grabbed her hand then her waist, pulling her close before sucking on her earlobe. “You’re mine. If you thought that stunt earlier was going to stop me, it didn’t.” I walked her to the center of the dance floor and twirled her into my arms. When she slammed into my chest, she smiled up at me and my heart almost gave out. She was going to be mine forever. I didn’t know how I could be so fortunate. “I’m sorry about that guy. I just wanted to give us some space. My

brother rushed into the relationship with his wife and she’s a nightmare. I know he’s not happy anymore. I didn’t want to jump into the fairytale life you have because I was scared, but seeing you with someone else was too much to bear.” “I know. Just know that I won’t be so nice next time you purposely gain another man’s attention. I’ll break the guy’s jaw.” “I guess I can give us a chance.” “That’s a good answer. Now it’s time to go to bed.”

“I want you naked too. You’re built so perfectly, Simon. I want to touch your body. I want to feel you,” she whispered. I was so hard from her words that I couldn’t wait to have her under me, but there was one huge problem— she was wasted. I looked at her eyes, although beautiful, they were glazed over. I saw Natalie and she was the only one I could trust for what I needed. I walked us to her. “Nat. I need your help. Can you come with me for about five minutes?”

“I’m giving him my v-card tonight,” Emmy said enthusiastically. Cameron raised his brow, I could tell that he was concerned about her. “That’s why I need Nat for a moment. Bro, come with too.” We went to my room on the other side of the estate. Walking into my bedroom, Emmy drunkenly landed on my bed. “Your room is sexy. I want that big dick of yours, Simon.” I closed my eyes, knowing she was going to be embarrassed in the morning. I went to my drawer and pulled out some boxers

and a tee shirt. I handed them to Nat. “Help her into these. I’m trying to be a gentleman, but I don’t think I can help her undress.” She gave me a nod before going to Emmy. “Let’s go into the hall, Cam.” My brother scurried out of the room as fast as he could. “As much as I don’t like the idea of my wife touching your boxers and being in your room, I’m proud of you. You love her like I love Nat. I know that it’s taking a lot of restraint not to act on her offer.”

“It’s not that hard. I’d like her to remember our first time.” Two minutes later, Nat came out of the room. “She fell asleep on the bed. She wouldn’t put on the boxers, but at least, she’s covered enough.” I huffed. She could never be covered enough for me. I’d want to be inside her if she slept in a damn parka. I walked into the room to see her sprawled out on her belly, passed out with one leg hanging off the bed. I got undressed and climbed in

next to her, pulling my drunken princess into my arms. Fuck, I was so damn hard. It was going to be a long night.

Chapter Seven I woke up in a sleepy haze and felt my woman wrapped around me. I looked up at the ceiling and smiled. We didn’t have sex, but I’d gotten the chance to hold her in my arms all night long. It was the best feeling yet. I started to run my hand up and down her back as she curled tighter into me. Her leg was thrown over my body with her thigh pressing against my hard shaft. It was a pleasurable discomfort.

My cock had been hard since I’d picked her up from the airport, and if she kept grinding her thigh against it, it wouldn’t be long before I came. I lifted my head to look at her sleeping form and the morning light played with it. The sun danced in her golden hair and illuminated her ivory skin. She went to bed wearing one of my t-shirts which went just past her rounded ass but had moved up while she slept. The cutest panties with a heart on the ass teased my eyes. I slid my hand down farther to caress the bare skin at her

waist. With the first touch, she moaned then gave me a sexy smile. I moved my hand down and cupped her ass, which only made her moan out again and press into me some more. That was it. I sat up, pulled her to me and had her straddle my hips, my cock pressing against her pussy. Our lips connected; this kiss just as powerful as the other. The only break we took was to catch our breaths, panting together while I continued to rock her on my cock. “Simon,” she sighed, tossing her head back. It was a sweet sight. In

urgency, she grabbed the hem of my now favorite shirt and pulled it off of her, revealing her big, bouncy breasts to me. I skimmed my hands up her waist to her lovely mounds, giving them a squeeze. My mouth went to the left, sucking her nipple hard while my hand played with the other. I gripped the right one and began flicking her nipple with my tongue. Groaning, my body was ready to make her mine. “Let me worship you.” “Don’t stop,” she moaned, pressing her chest against my face.

Too quickly for her to process, I flipped her onto the bed and attacked her neck. She purred and ran her hands through my hair. “Simon, I need you.” “You got me, babe,” I whispered before taking her mouth for a quick but promise-filled kiss. I worked my way down her body, leaving no part untouched by my hands or lips. I looked up at her as I reached her belly button. With a devilish smile, I promised, “Our baby is going to be loved so much.” She gasped at my

words, but her expression told me the idea pleased her. Even though her panties were cute, they were in my way. I needed full access to her honey pot, so I gripped the hem and slowly slid them down, taking in her scent. Once I had her fully exposed to me, I paused to look at the goddess on display on my bed. Her curly hair was sprawled out across the pillow while her fair skin contrasted with my dark blue sheets. Licking my lips, I gripped her ankles and spread them apart. Breakfast was served. I dove into

her sweet pussy lips, parting the folds with my nose and licked her. “Ah,” she moaned, so I gave her more. I pushed one finger into her tightness. It was snugger than I’d expected but so fucking perfect. She sighed and panted as my finger slid in and out and my tongue played with her clit. My finger pushed downward, pressing on the bottom of her pussy near her ass. I could feel tension in her body as her orgasm built up and was ready to explode. Her body was wriggling and squirming, trying to find relief, and that

set mine into motion. Growling, I started grinding my hips into the bed; my precome dripping on my boxers. I imagined I was fucking into her while she cried out. “Simon, I’m coming. Simon… I’m coming.” Her back lifted off the bed and her body shook hard as my mouth latched onto her clit, drinking her up. I unleashed my cock and wrapped my arms around her thighs, pushing deep into her heat. I felt my dick rip through her fleshy barrier, but she didn’t cry out like I would have

expected; instead, tears pooled in her beautiful eyes. I bent down, my hand caressing her cheek and said, “I’m sorry, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “It’s okay, Simon. It’s not that bad. Please, don’t stop.” I threw out a silent hallelujah that she didn’t want this to end. That wasn’t something I wanted either, but her pain did ease my ache a little, and I meant just a little. We kissed until I could feel her body relax. Her pussy still fought my entrance, but she didn’t agree with it.

Emmy lifted her hips trying to take me deeper. I pushed into her a little more slowly, working all the way into her core. Her body opened as I stroked my thick cock leisurely in and out. Rocking back and forth, I fucked into her with a smile. She was mine and mine alone. Pride washed over me. Emmy’s fingers wrapped around my shoulders with her nails digging into my back. I howled with pleasure, my mouth coming for hers. I sucked her lip in between mine and she pushed her head back, moaning.

I could feel her warm walls pulsing, causing me to come hard. I started shooting my cum deep into her womb. She cried out, “Simon.” I collapsed to the side of her and pulled her into my arms. Kissing her forehead, I asked, “Are you okay?” “Yes, Simon. I can’t believe we just had sex,” she sighed. I wondered if she regretted it or some shit. “Do you wish we hadn’t?” “No. I just wasn’t expecting it.” “You weren’t expecting it?” I

arched my brow at her, thinking she was nuts. “I’d been letting you know what I wanted from the moment I picked you up at the airport.” “I meant that I didn’t think I’d come here and have sex with a man I don’t really know.” “You will get to know me. We’ve got a long time for that. So, let’s shower and dress. We need to eat soon because I’m not done with you.” “Where’s my suitcase?” “I’ll get it for you, just jump in

the shower.” Her breasts were staring at me, rudely. I was trying to talk to Emmy, but they were too distracting. I had to teach them a lesson, so I bent down and sucked, teased, and plucked them. Once I had her panting, I started to play with her pussy. I didn’t go inside because she was tender, but stroking her clit was enough to have her coming on my fingers and calling my name. “Simon.” I worked my way off the bed, my dick stiff again, but it would be my hand taking care of business. I was going to give her a few hours before I fucked my

baby into her. Her eyelids were barely open, but she had a big-ass grin as she laid there worn the fuck out. I slipped on some boxers and sweatpants before going to get her shit. I opened the door and it was there already. There was a note. Cam told me what you did. I taught you well. -Dad I smirked to myself before closing the door. “Babe, it seems Cam made sure we got your luggage. I’m going to put it by the chair. Get your sexy ass up before I take you in the shower

myself and when I say take you, I don’t mean just helping you there. I plan to fuck you. So go now before I wreck your pussy.” She smiled and climbed off the bed. “I think you did. No one will ever compare.” I scowled at her then pressed her against the wall, pinning her there with my cock. “No one will ever touch your pussy. You’re mine, damn it.” “You’ve had lovers.” “And you had your chance before

you met me. I’m glad you didn’t take it, but it was there. I would have still wanted had you had tons of fucking lovers, but it’s too late now. If you're horny, you can sit on my face or cock, but I won’t let anyone else touch what’s mine. Do you need a repeat of last night? You better not try to torment me with other men.” I warned her ass. My hands were resting on the wall with my face inches from hers. She reached out and placed her hand on my chest. I didn’t realize I’d been heaving. I must look like a madman but hearing her want someone

else set me off. I didn’t even think it had to do with the sex. The thought of her loving any else drove me insane. “I’m sorry, Simon. I don’t want anyone else. Only you.” Fuck. Hearing that was like an aphrodisiac. My already hard dick was leaking onto my boxers wetting them with my pre-come. She must have read my mind because her tiny hand slid down into my sweats and boxers popping my cock out. The head was dark and ready to shoot. She took hold of it, stroking it firmly. I pulsed in her hand,

giving a little more cum to help ease her movements. “Damn, Emmy, that feels incredible. Stroke it, babe.” I pressed my face into her neck while she worked me over. I was panting so hard I tickled her with my breath and she giggled. I sucked on her neck leaving my mark on her, and she purred like a well-pleased kitty. That was it, my cock was attuned to her desire. I shot off into her hand and onto her flat belly. My mouth moved to hers hungrily, our tongues dueled as I pumped my hips harder into her hands,

coming in large streams, even coating the bottom of her tits. I took my hand and rubbed my cum all over her belly and slipped my fingers into her pussy putting some of it there, too. No point in wasting it. When I stepped back, my legs were weak. I didn’t think I could stand, but I managed to gain my strength. Forcing myself to stand straight, I carried my baby to the shower. By the skin of my teeth, I kept my cock out of her pussy, but it was the only place I kept it away from. We took turns

washing each other. It was a test of my strength not to pound into her. My dick was standing straight up while I lavished attention on her breasts and her pussy. After we had rinsed off, she dropped to her knees and wanted to inspect my cock to make sure she had washed it well. I groaned the moment she took the head between her soft lips and looked me right in the eyes. I let her control the pace so I didn’t choke her with my dick. Popping it out of her mouth, Emmy ran her tongue down my length. She spread her thighs and stuck her ass out. I stared

at it, wanting in there too. I’d never had a woman like that before. I just hadn’t been interested in dipping my cock in there, but she has me so wound up that I wanted to own every inch of her. I needed her to know that I’d fucked her everywhere and no man could ever replace me. She sucked it some more before taking it out and rubbing my cock against her big tits. That was too much; I gripped her wet hair and started to fuck into her mouth with tiny pumps. It wasn’t long before I was coming. She sucked it all up, but I wasn’t done. Helping her up,

I pushed her against the shower wall and she moaned when her nipples hit the cold tile. “I want all of you. I want your ass. Spread your thighs, baby.” She didn’t hesitate. Testing her pussy, her clit was peeking out and her walls were pulsing. I gave her a gentle spank on her clit before bending her forward a little more. I rubbed my cock back and forth between her pussy lips. She moaned again, pressing her core on my cock. I let the tip sink into her, teasing her without going all the way in.

My cock was so damn wet. I grabbed the lotion bottle I’d gotten since I met her. What can I say? ... It was a long, lonely three weeks waiting for her. I squeezed some into my hands and massaged some into her pucker. With a finger, I penetrated her hole while my cock continued rocking against her pussy, keeping her relaxed. My finger had gone in all the way to the knuckle before I started to slide it in and out, getting her ready for me. It took a few minutes to prepare her properly, but I knew if I didn’t it would hurt her too

much. She was moaning with the three fingers in her ass so I took that as my cue. Positioning myself, I pressed the head of my cock at her back door. She gasped and tensed. “Shh, baby. I’m already in. Relax, my love. Press back and give me that ass.” Emmy tugged at her breasts in need. Her body relaxed and started to push back, letting my cock slide all the way in. It was an intense feeling to own every inch of her. I ground into her while I strummed her pearl. Every cry was like music to my ears. Her ass was rolling

and working my penis in circles. My hand ran up and down her wet body, caressing her smooth flesh. I watched my cock slide in and out of her body. The sight was enough to make me come. Water rolled down her back as I rocked ever so steadily. The way my cock looked as it disappeared into her ass made me even more turned on. I started working her pussy hard with my hand, needing her to explode, or I was going to be the first pussy to come; she felt that good. My dick throbbed and the moisture on my back wasn’t coming from the

shower; I was sweating with pent up heat. The hell with it. I roared as I pumped my cum into her sweet, plump ass. “Emmy!” She started shaking and followed me over. Her pussy pulsed as she came on my hand. With my dick still inside her, I pressed us both against the wall, breathing in her scent. I ran my nose from her shoulder blades to under her chin. Taking her flesh between my teeth, I nipped her jaw then kissed to her ear, sucking on her little lobes.

“Um…Simon. Damn you, I can’t take one more orgasm.” “What? I’m not doing anything,” I denied, still sucking on her neck as I pressed my stiffening cock deeper into her ass. I chuckled when she bumped me, trying to break from my hold. It only hardened my dick even more. “Simon, please.” “Fine. Let’s wash up.” I pulled out of her ass, my cum dripping out. She was shaky on her feet but still gave me a sassy smile.

After I had gotten clean, I dressed quickly so I wasn’t tempted to take her again. It was nice not to wear a suit. I had on a pair of jeans and a grey tee shirt. I was starting to look like a lumberjack, so while she finished washing up, I decided to shave. “Stop!” she shouted, opening the glass door. I damn near cut my throat. “Don’t you dare shave your face. I love your beard.” “Calm down, love,” I said staring at her tits through the mirror. “Babe, I was only cleaning it up.”

“Oh, okay. You scared me for a minute.” With a smile, she shook her head then went back to showering. It was hard to get back to shaving; she had me fucked up with that simple request. Hell, it was more of a demand, but I loved it. She was asking to get pinned and nailed again.

Chapter Eight I walked out of the bathroom after getting dressed and there stood Simon looking sexy. I wanted to crawl up his body and demand satisfaction even though I was sore. He had on a pair of jeans with a plain cotton shirt. It was normal, which seemed weird to me because he was rich, but something about his simplicity warmed my heart. It made me feel like this thing between us could work.

I haven’t rescheduled my flight because we still have time for shit to go haywire and end. I’d hate to cancel for no reason, and I didn’t have tons of money to throw away. So I just stared at him because he was too damn cute. The moment his eyes met mine, I read the happiness in them. “Fuck, Em, you’re so perfect,” he praised, walking up to me. He grabbed one of my curls that I had just added some serum to, pulled it, and it sprung back. “I hope our daughters have your beautiful hair.”

This man was too nerve-racking. I wasn’t sure I could handle his visions of us if he weren’t serious. “I’m hungry.” “For what?” He winked. The man was not nice. My pussy was soaked again. “Real food,” I grumped. “I guess we could eat. Although, I might want something else for dessert.” “Come, my dirty lover. Feed me.” “Yes, my wicked princess.” He

took my hand and rushed me down to get some food. Once we got to the kitchen, the family was sitting around eating lunch. I couldn’t believe how long we’d been busy. “Oops. We missed breakfast.” “We all did. No one went to bed before three except you two,” Vanessa said taking a drink from her juice and trying to hide her smirk. “Van, hush it. I don’t think you’ve made it down for breakfast for a month

already.” “Kids quit it. Now, Emmy. Do you want a sandwich?” Melody asked. “That’d be wonderful.” “What about me?” Simon pouted. He was too attractive even when he was being spoiled. “Don’t worry, Simon. I know you want like three sandwiches.” He smiled brightly like a kid who got his way. What an ass, but he was such a cute ass. We all sat down at the table as his mom and Vanessa served us. “I know

you wanted to see Natalie, but Cam took her out. They’ll be back for dinner,” his mom informed me. I did kind of want to talk to Nat before I left. I knew I said I wouldn’t leave Simon, but I didn’t know if these feelings were just because he was too close to me. Maybe if I were away, I wouldn’t feel the same. They all started talking about the wedding but I didn’t remember that much. I was a drunken fool. All I thought about was Simon with other women, and I wanted to punch that bitch in the face. I was glad I wasn’t any drunker or I might

have. I was certain they were wondering how Simon could even want me when I was so classless last night. “So, Emmy. I was curious. Do you usually get as smashed as you were last night?” “Vanessa Erica James,” his mother Melody scolded. If I weren't already embarrassed, I would have been scared. Their mother used the full name. “That’s not cool, Vanessa,” Simon growled at his sister. “No, it’s okay. Vanessa, normally

I don’t drink like that but you see, your brother was being a dick in public and I’m starting to think it’s a family trait.” I stood up and pushed my plate away. “Excuse me.” “Emmy,” Simon called out to me. I ran back to his room. I needed to get out of here. I already felt uncomfortable and she just made me feel worthless. I could hear Simon right behind me, his footsteps rushing across the hardwood floor. I ran up the stairs but once I got there, I got lost. The house was huge and I realized there were two

staircases. “Emmy, babe. You’re going the wrong way.” “I know the front door is that way, but I need to get my things.” “The fuck you do. You’re not going anywhere.” I turned to him, my tears streaming down my face. “Leave me alone, Simon. I need to go as soon as I find my belongings and then the damn way out.” “There’s no way out, babe. You’re mine.” Before I knew it, I was

off my feet and upside down. Just then Cam and Nat walked through the front entrance. “What’s going on?” Cam asked, looking at me like I was nuts. “Your sister is a dumbass that’s what’s wrong.” “Oh.” He knew Vanessa could be a bit rude without knowingly doing it. “Well, if you’ll excuse us, I need to have a talk with the princess in private.” “Do you need the gym?”

Cameron asked suggestively. “Maybe later,” he hinted to his brother. They both waved to me as Simon carried me like a caveman.

Chapter Nine I was in such a rage. My anger wasn’t really aimed at Emmy, but she was threatening to leave me which made it hard not to lose my cool. I carried her up to my bedroom, tempted to tie her to the bed. Slamming the door behind me, I walked angrily to the bed, flipped her back over my shoulder and plopped her down; her body bouncing just a little. I leaned down over her, my eyes

narrowing as I thought about her leaving. “Do I need to tie you to the bed?” I asked dangerously close to considering the appeal it had. “No.” Her eyes were wide and she shook her head. “Then why the fuck were you trying to leave me?” I asked through gritted teeth. “I don’t belong here, Simon. In a matter of minutes downstairs, I knew that. I don’t fit in. I can wait at the airport before my flight leaves.”

“Wait. Are you telling me you still haven’t cancelled your flight?” “When have I really had a chance? I’m glad I didn’t.” “Damn it, Emmy. What are you trying to do to me? I’m already about to lose it and you keep insisting you’re leaving.” “I embarrassed myself twice within twenty-four hours in front of your family. I can’t even look at them again.” “Get over it because you will. First, honey, you’re not the first person

in this family to get wasted. Hell, Vanessa is a minor and she came home smashed one day. Everyone including Tim lost their minds. She was sixteen and grounded. I’ve seen everyone in this house drunk before, so it’s no big deal. If you think yelling at my sister was embarrassing, you have no idea what my mother is probably saying to her. Vanessa says things before she realizes the tone or context. Trust me, she didn’t mean to be a total bitch and I’ll straighten her out later. So now that we’ve got that shit cleared, I need to tell

you something. If you try to leave me again, I’ll find you. You let me in, and I’m not letting you out.” I pressed my hand against her throat where her pulse was pumping wildly. Running it down to her chest, I felt her heart jumping. “Are you scared of me?” “No.” “Good. Because as mad as I am, I’d never do anything to hurt you.” I lowered my forehead to hers, resting it there while I looked into her stunning eyes. I knew she was uncomfortable

with my family’s wealth and lifestyle, but I was hoping that she knew how special she was to me. As much as I wanted to tell her that I loved her, I didn’t think she’d believe me just yet. She wasn’t ready to accept the seriousness of us. I knew all about her family and their sad, twisted ending; thankfully, that wasn’t in the cards for us. I planned on loving her until my dying day. Every child she gave me would be a blessing I’d cherish, but she wasn’t ready to listen to that. I needed to fuck her into submission.

My lips bit down on hers. “Open,” I demanded. She did as I said, parting her plump lips so I could taste her mouth. My kiss was a sign of domination. I didn’t use my body on hers. No. I held it away because she needed to be aware that it was more than just sex. I wanted to ravish every inch of her, but I wanted her heart too. Our kiss was deep, powerful, and consumed me. I pushed off and away from her. Adjusting my erection, I said, “Get ready. I’m taking you out today. I’ve got to work in the morning, so we’ll go out today.”

I left her there to go deal with my sister. Rushing down the stairs, I saw her crying in Tim’s arms. “Why are you crying?” I asked Vanessa belligerently. “Cam ripped her a new one already. Leave her alone,” Tim chimed in. “Listen, Vanessa. You owe Emmy an apology. That was out of line and knowing you, you probably didn’t mean it to be hurtful, but she was about to leave me and that shit isn’t going to fly. So think before you embarrass her in front of our family. She’s mortified and

hurting.” “I didn’t mean to ask like that. I was just…I was just trying to have a conversation.” “I know, Van.” I pulled her from Tim’s arms and wrapped her up in mine. Just as we separated, Emmy came down the stairs. She looked gorgeous but you could tell that she had been crying. I didn’t give a shit, but I didn’t want her feeling uncomfortable anymore. “Babe, come here for a minute.”

“Bossy much.” That’s the woman I loved. “Didn’t you ever hear of Simon says?” I asked her. She rolled her big, bright eyes at me but continued shuffling towards me. “Ha,” she cracked up in my face. “Please.” “You still came.” “You always make me come. So what’s your point?” “That I’m fucking amazing. So, babe, I wanted you and this mongrel to

make up before I have to spank you and let Tim deal with her.” “I’m sorry, Emmy. I didn’t really mean anything by it. I hope we can get along again.” “No, it’s cool. I didn’t mean to lose my temper.” They hugged it out and the world was right again. “Ready woman?” “Yes. Where are you taking me?” “You’ll see.” I was a huge Mariners fan and they were playing the

White Sox, so there was something for the both of us. Natalie told me that Emmy was a huge Sox fan and had actually cried when Paul Konerko retired. I couldn’t blame her, he was a stud and had brought a championship to Chicago. As a rival, I didn’t care for him, but that was just the way of the game. I ordered the tickets while she got ready. Once we got to the truck, I kissed her like I did at the airport before helping her in. I loved this beauty and was sure we were going to be talking

shit to each other when the game started. We pulled up to Safeco Field and her face beamed. “You’re taking me to a baseball game? Please tell me my Sox are playing?” “Yes, they are. You like the surprise?” She squealed then wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me wildly. “Ooh, I can’t wait until we get back home. You’re going to need a reward.” “We can go now if you’d like,” I suggested.

“No, I want to see the game,” she said before hopping out of the truck. They scanned my phone then we headed to our seats. Cam had season tickets, but I didn’t want to bother him and Nat. I still got great seats. “These are sweet seats, Simon. You didn’t have to do that.” “Babe, I don’t sit at the top, so I would have sat this low even if you weren’t here.” “Oh, yeah, how could I forget?” “Don’t, Emmy. Don’t make this

into something it’s not. Money isn’t everything. It does add to a good life, but it’s not why you want me.” “No, it’s not, but I feel out of place.” “At a baseball game? I don’t think so. Tell me Sox lover, who’s your favorite current player.” “It’d have to be Chris Sale, of course. He’s got a wicked arm and skills.” “Good. Because I checked and he’s pitching today.”

~~~~~~~~~~ By the time we got home from the game, I was so horny. Watching her bounce up and down every time one of our guys got out, or when their guys scored a run was torture to my balls. I wanted her to bounce on me. It was dark and quiet when we got back. Cam had sent us a text asking if we wanted to join them for dinner, but I was too wound up to agree. We ate at the ballpark and I was sure we’d eat after I ravished her body and she showed me how thankful she was.

“Simon, this place is really beautiful. Did you grow up here your entire life?” I loved that our home was built in the colonial style. It was old and beautiful with dark and ornate woodwork all around. The duel staircases led to different wings. I was extremely proud of it and our family. “Yes, Em. We’ve lived here since my parents married, so that’s well over thirty years.” “That’s cool. Did you guys like play tag and hide and seek?” “All the time. I hope that our kids

do one day too.” “Do you plan to live here forever?” “Yes. I’m following in my father’s footsteps. And although Cam and Nat plan to buy a house elsewhere, this is where we will stay,” I said as we walked up to our bedroom. She was still feeling apprehensive of us, but I could see the crack developing in her wall. I didn’t understand why she didn’t think I was serious. We’d been having sex without condoms, but shit... I didn’t ask. She

could be on birth control. “Emmy, are you on birth control?” I asked after closing the door. “Having second thoughts?” I felt the sass in her tone but saw the worry in her eyes. This woman confused me. She was hot and cold about us. She fucked me like she was in it for the long haul, but as soon as I talked about forever she wanted to bolt. “Not about making sure that I knock you up. Well, are you?” “Yes. I’ve been taking them for

the past year.” “Don’t take them anymore.” “You didn’t say Simon says, so the answer is no.” “I said it so that makes it Simon says already. Now get your pills or whatever and toss that shit.” “Simon, I’m not ready for us to go that far.” “Really. What do you want from me then? Is this just a wedding hookup?” “It’s not that and you know it. I just want some damn time before I give

you babies and you go find someone else.” This woman is an independent pain in my ass. I was willing to give her the world and she refused to let go of the fear she had. Fuck. I watched my parents and she watched hers, and I guess that was why we had different points of view. Or, worst of all, she didn’t feel like I did. I had to work in the morning and hated leaving her here without me. Something made me feel like she’d run at first light.

“I’m not going anywhere, Emmy. It’s you who keeps acting skittish.” “I just don’t trust happily ever after.” “Well, you don’t need to trust in that. You need to trust in me.” I pushed her to the bed then climbed on top. This felt repetitive but this time, I was going to pound it into her that I was serious. I ground my hips into hers. “I guess I’m just going to have to persuade you to stay.” I closed my eyes just as I kissed her. She moaned and lifted her hips to grind against mine, but I stopped

her. I was in control of this loving. There was no way I was going to let her hold back from me. Sliding my way down her body I undid her jeans, dropping them, along with her panties, to the floor. Her legs dangled bare in front of me. I stared at her blonde mound wanting to dive right in, but I didn’t want to just give her what she wanted. Her lack of enthusiasm about us actually hurt my feelings. I moved back up and stripped her until she was completely at my disposal. Placing her in the center of the bed, I

took off my clothes. Her hips rocked involuntarily, but I didn’t take the bait. I kneeled on the bed with my cock bobbing over her pussy. The head was hard and red. It looked like it felt— ready to explode, but she needed to crave me first. With my thighs on the outside of hers, I moved up the bed. My cock continually grazed her body, running up her midsection and breasts, leaving a trail of pre-come in its wake. Once the tip reached her lips, she parted them taking it into her mouth. I wanted her to want it, so I pulled back and just

as I expected, she lifted her head to take me back into her mouth. With a smile, I helped her suck me down. She hummed on my cock, sending me into a spontaneous orgasm. I pulled back so I didn’t choke her with all my seed, but she licked it off my dick until she got it all. “Now, it’s your turn, my Emmy.” I crawled back down the bed until I reached her luscious pussy. It was glistening with her need so I commenced my dessert. Licking my lips, I parted her thighs so I could lay between her legs.

Her body was eagerly rocking in hunger and her juices were starting to wet the comforter. Pressing my face to her heat, I took in my first taste of her honey. My tongue lapped up her goodness with every lick. She purred as I ate her up. Each moan coming from her throat made me smile against her heat. Sucking on her clit, I felt her thighs squeeze and shake. Her precious kitty shook with satisfaction giving me her cream as a reward. I wasn’t done with her yet, though. One creamy, good orgasm down,

three more to go. Flipping her onto her belly, I pulled her pussy into my face, lifting it off the bed. I munched on her goodies from behind, slipping fingers into both holes. I wanted her primed. I didn’t want in her ass, but I wanted her to know that I owned all of her and there was nothing for it. Her pink flesh moved with each flick of my tongue. Her little petals opened for me, letting me taste and suck on them. My cock was stiff against the bed, aching like I hadn’t just come ten minutes ago. Her legs rubbed against the

bed trying to absorb my assault on her, so I gripped her calves pushing them forward and held them in place while I ate my way to her screams again. “Simon! Simon,” she cried out, tugging on my hair. She squirmed when I went for orgasm number three, and her body jutted forward trying to get away. Grabbing onto her hips, I pulled her towards me before flipping her onto her back. “Trying to get away from me? When will you learn that it’ll never work? There’s no way out, babe.”

I gripped her thighs, pressing my fingers into her flesh as I held her in place while I resumed my attack on her muff. Within minutes, I had her coming again. I was so far gone with lust that I didn’t wait for her orgasm to finish before I pushed my cock deep into her pussy. She moaned, her walls clenching down on my dick. It felt fucking great. Her tightness sucked me deeper into her. “Simon, you’re a terrible man.” “Why, babe? Did I change your mind about staying?” “I didn’t say I was leaving. I just

need time before I give you babies. I want everything Simon and security in our relationship is what I need most.” “Fine, that’s what you want, you got it. I’ll do anything to show you I want you to stay.” I pumped into her, my need to own her taking over. I thrust in and out, my cock pulling almost all the way out before I slammed it back in. I’m sure she had to feel that in the pit of her stomach. Before long, I had her coming again while emptying into her womb.

Chapter Ten From my sitting position in his massive king-sized bed, I watched as Simon got ready for work, trimming his growing beard to just a bit more than a five o’clock shadow. I pouted at the injustice. He told me that he’d let it grow throughout the week but now that he was back to work, he had to look more professional. That was the only reason I agreed. He couldn’t walk around like a biker at the office.

Although, I’d like to see him in a leather jacket. Fuck, my pussy was feeling lonely this morning and it was all his fault. I’d spent the weekend orgasming my brain out and now I was going to have to go the whole day without any loving. He stood in front of the mirror on his dresser looking back at me. His smile told me he knew why I was upset. “Sweetie, if you’re good, maybe I could come home for lunch.” I smiled back at him because that sounded like a fantastic idea. Before I

met him, I didn’t have a horny bone in my body, since graduation it was like my freak flag was ready to fly. My only response was a rub of my thighs and a nod. He was in a black suit that looked tailor-made just for him. I wanted to slither off the bed and into his arms. “Babe, I’ve got to go to work. You need to stop looking at me like that.” “Fine. I’ll stop. I have to pee anyway. Have a good day, handsome.”

I hopped out of the bed and went into the bathroom, refusing to look back as he said goodbye while walking out the door. He didn’t even kiss me goodbye. I was so disappointed. Freshening up, I put on a pair of jeans and a cute tank with a pink sweater. Simon hadn't been gone more than 10 minutes before my phone rang. It was my brother Steven. We hadn't spoken all weekend and I wondered if he was just worried about me. I answered the call and was in for a shocker... He’d just gotten out of jail.

"What's going on Steven?" "Damn it, she had me locked up last night. She claims that I beat her ass. Didn't have a damn scratch on her, but I was still taken into custody because they were afraid I'd hurt her for real." My brother was a cop with the Chicago Police Department. This incident could end his career. I knew he didn’t have it in him to do anything to her. He was too soft, even though he was a police officer. "I can't believe that shit, bro. Please tell me you're going to be leaving

her. That bitch is nuttier than shit." I knew I hated the broad for a reason, and it wasn't just because she hated me. She was downright no good for my brother. Why he was with her to begin with confused the hell out of me. "I thought you were coming back last night. What's going on?" "I've been hanging out with Nat,” I lied. I didn’t think it was time to tell him about wanting to stay in Seattle. "Sis, I really need you to come home. They're not letting me in the house until she feels safe. It's my fucking

house." "Where are you at now?" I hoped he wasn't holed up in some seedy motel. We didn’t have money to be living up at the Marriot or something. "A friend is letting me stay at his place. Can you please hurry up and come home?" The pleading in his voice was my weakness. It wasn’t something I’d ever heard from him before. "I'll take the next flight out,” I said. My brother had been there for me

from the start; I couldn't just leave him hanging. But what about Simon? I asked myself. I didn't want him to see my family drama. They were the quintessential American family— I came from the wrong side of the tracks. I just had to leave. I called Nat, but she didn't answer. After leaving a message, I contacted the airport and took the last seat on the flight. The family was busy with other things when I snuck out. I left the estate through the guard shack asking

them not to say anything. Thankfully, they didn't give me any shit. I had called a cab before I left the house, so it was waiting for me when I walked out the gates. The entire flight home I thought about what I would say to Simon about running. Nothing but the truth would be acceptable to him, but I couldn't tell him that. The perfect family didn't need to be tarnished by my ilk. I left him a goodbye note, but I knew he'd be my only love. As the flight landed in Chicago, I stared out the window. It didn't feel like

home anymore. Trepidation and pain marred the reunion with my brother. Steven was waiting for me at the luggage pickup, and he wasn't alone. Alongside him was a lanky man who carried himself like he was gay. The first words out of his mouth and I knew I’d hit the nail on the head. "OMG! I love your curls!" he practically squealed. Flamboyant was his game. I didn't think my straight-laced brother would have close gay friends, especially one that screamed "look at me! I'm gay and fabulous!"

"Um...thanks." "Sorry, Emmy. This is Tad." "Hi, Tad." There was an awkward silence for a moment before I asked, "Can we get out of here and you can tell me all about your bitch issues?" I looked at Tad and added, "all of them" with a raised brow. "So how did you meet?" "He came into my bestie's salon looking for his tramp of a wife, but she wasn't there and we got to talking." "Oh, okay." I just realized that

after all this time, my brother was a closeted homosexual. I had a bone to pick with him. It wasn't about him liking the dick because I couldn't blame him on that front, but he kept it a secret for so damn long. “We need to go back to Tad’s place. I’m not going home until she’s gone.” “What? Isn’t it your house? I have shit there. I’m not going to let that bitch tell me what I can or cannot do. Fuck her.” “Been there, done that, but I just

want to have a nice day then we can go over after lunch. I’m too angry to see her still.” “That’s cool. I’m feeling a little hotheaded to see her right now too.” “I can tell, girl. Does it have anything to do with all those vampire bites on your neck?” “Wait, Emmy. You’re seeing someone?” “Well, you saw him briefly at the graduation. He’s Nat’s brother-in-law.” “Uh-oh, a bridal hookup.” Tad

was fanning himself like a fool. “It wasn’t like that, Tad.” “Okay, whatever. So when’s the wedding then.” “I don’t think there will be one. He’s going to be pissed that I left him without saying anything.” “Or maybe he’s going to come here and give you a good spanking for trying to get away.” Tad winked at me. If Simon did come after me, that would be a miracle. One I would love to see.

Chapter Eleven I called her around ten in the morning but when she didn’t answer, I panicked. The next call was to the house. My mother picked up the phone. “Hey, Mom. Have you seen Emmy?” “No, I just walked in the door. I was at my monthly charity planning meeting.” “Damn, I can’t get a hold of her.” “I’m on my way up there now.”

I hope to hell she decided to take a nap because the alternative wasn’t something I could handle. My mother knocked but there was no answer. She walked in and I heard her sigh. “What’s going on, Mom?” “Son, she’s not here. I think we made a bad impression on her. She probably thinks we’re just a bunch of snobs.” “No, it’s not that. She didn’t feel up to par when it came to our family.” “She left a note.”

“Please read it, Mom.” “Dear Simon, I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore. Our worlds are too far apart. You’re a wonderful, brilliant, loving man. Goodbye, Emmy.” I sat there stunned. Leaning back in my chair not knowing what to do, my anger rose every second. She’d played me. I thought she wanted to be with me. I thought we worked out her fear, but she only waited until she had an opportunity to run and took that shit. “Son, if you love her, I would take the plane. I can have it ready in an

hour.” “Thanks, Mom. I think my woman needs some sense talked into her. If she keeps it up, I’m going to have to lock her in her room.” “I’ll pick up some locks if you need me to.” “Thanks, but I’ll handle that. Don’t need to make you an accomplice.” My family knew that she was the one. After the little incident with Vanessa, they liked her even more. They understood how intimidating our family

could be to those who lived outside our world. Everyone thought that we didn’t fight or want to punch each other, but I’ve wanted to deck my brother a number of times over the years and my parents have had their fair share of arguments. I packed up my documents and went to see my father in his office. Knocking on his door, he opened it, reading my expression. “What happened, Simon? Did we lose a client?” “No. Emmy pulled a runner.” I informed him angrily. “Do you need the jet?”

“Ha. Mom’s got it handled.” “Sometimes women can be big pains in the asses. We love ‘em, but society gives them fears that aren’t always real.” “Thanks for understanding.” “How long will you be gone?” “About two days at the most.” “Okay, see that you hand off anything important to me before you go. I know that your mind is all on her and getting her back.” “Thanks again, Pops.”

“That’s okay. Just bring me another daughter-in-law so we can have some grandbabies running around soon.” “Challenge accepted.” I left his office feeling like nothing could stop me. It didn’t take long before I was at the airport and my fear kicked in. What if she meant it? What if she really didn’t want to be a part of my life? I couldn’t think like that. Focusing on my goal, I would have my woman with me by the end of the night. It was around late afternoon when I got to the city, and she had a two-

hour jump on me. Luckily, I had a personal jet and made it to Chicago in nearly half the time. One thing I hadn’t considered was her address. Once I got off the plane, I called Cam, and Nat was able to get it for me. I rented a car and plugged in the address on my Google Maps; twenty minutes and I would be at her brother’s house. ~~~~~~~~~~ The place was nice but small. Now I knew why she had let money issues get in the way. This was like the

size of our pool house. It wasn’t a big deal to me, but it clearly mattered to her. I knocked on the door and knew that should anyone try to stop me from getting to her, I’d choke them. Once the door opened, I was shocked to see a bimbo standing before me. “How can I help you, handsome?” she said full of sexual innuendo. “I’m Simon James. I’m looking for my woman, Emmy,” I stated blandly. “I’m Claudia, Emmy’s sister. Why don’t you come in and wait?” I

followed her in, not feeling comfortable, but the sky just darkened and I felt the first drop of rain. The inside was decorated like they had millions. I wondered how much she had Emmy’s brother in the hole for. She looked like the type. “Do you want to get something to drink?” “Water, please.” “You sure? I can’t get you something stronger.” “Absolutely. So where’s her room at? I need to talk to her.”

“Actually, she’s with her brother. They’ll be back in about an hour. She’s a very lousy girlfriend, so I was afraid if you knew she wasn’t here, you’d leave her for good.” How dare she talk about Emmy like that? I wanted to gut the bitch but didn’t feel like leaving since it just started to rain outside. “I’ll wait until she gets here.” We were in the living room when she sat down next to me on the sofa. It was a little too close for my liking, so I got up to look out the front window.

I could feel her behind me again. Damn, the viper was all over me. “So what do you do, Simon?” “I’m an investment banker.” “Oh, wow. Emmy landed another wealthy man. She loves that bankroll.” I knew she was lying and it only served to prove that this bitch was out to get Emmy. My woman had an issue with wealth, so I doubt she dated a guy who had money before. I needed to get away from her for a minute. “Excuse me, Claudia, but where is your restroom? It was a long flight.”

“Oh, it’s this way. She escorted me upstairs to the master bedroom. I thought it was strange, but then she added, “Our other bathroom is being renovated.” I gave her a simple nod and walked into the bathroom alone. I thought she was going to follow me in there, too. Not trusting her, I locked the door behind me and took a quick piss. After washing my hands, I called Emmy’s phone. She didn’t answer, but I needed to talk to her. I sent her a text. Emmy, stop

playing and get back to your brother’s house. This skank of your sister-inlaw is working her charms. Your brother needs to lose this one. Claudia had added more perfume and gloss on her lips. What a whore! I tried to walk to the bedroom door, but she stopped me with a hand on my arm. “Simon, you don’t need to leave so soon. It’ll be a while before they come back. We could get nice and cozy during this storm.” She brushed her breasts against my arm but I just pushed away.

“Listen, Mrs. Watts. You’re a fucking whore. I don’t understand what a man like Steven would want to do with you. I have Emmy and there isn’t a woman in the world that could ever change that. She’s the only woman I want. I don’t care how much you try to throw your pussy at me; I’ve got all I’ll ever need in her. And another thing, if you say one more bad thing about her, I’ll find a way to destroy you by any means necessary. Now, excuse me. I’ll wait in my car.” I moved past her and opened the

door. Emmy, Steven, and some other guy were standing on the opposite side along with an officer. “Emmy,” I growled. Instead of coming into my arms, she pushed past me and slapped the shit out of Claudia. I had to pull her off the broad because the claws were out and my kitten had gone bat shit crazy. “Emmy, come on. I don’t want you to get arrested. Did you forget you arrived with a cop?” “Technically two, but she tried to steal you from me. You’re mine, damn it,” she hissed. I turned her around and

looked her right in the eyes. “You’re right, Emmy. So if you try to leave me again, I’m going to spank the shit out of you.” I didn’t care that we had an audience, I was claiming her— especially if any of these fuckers were into her. My lips crushed hers. I heard a cough behind me when I lifted Emmy and wrapped her legs around my waist. I turned and it was the cop looking at us. “Is there a problem officer?” I felt possessive of my little princess. “Yes, actually, excuse me.” He

walked past us and I didn’t see the female officer behind him. They approached Claudia and said, “Mrs. Watts, you’re under arrest.” Then they cuffed her. “What? What for?” “You’re being charged with filing a false police report and fraud.” “Well shit, I want a lawyer.” ~~~~~~~~~ Once Claudia was removed from the house, I pulled Emmy out of the bedroom, not saying a word to the

others. Since the house was small, I assumed the next bedroom was hers and bingo, it was. I locked the door behind me because she and I needed to get shit straight. “Emmy. See, those words and shit just saved your ass back there. What you pulled on me was fucked up,” I hissed, stripping her clothes from her body angrily. “I didn’t want to leave.” “But you did. Why? Was it that bad?”

“Nothing was that bad, but my brother needed me.” “So why didn’t you just call me and I would have come with you?” “Because he was arrested last night. I didn’t want another difference in our family’s background rearing its ugly head. I was embarrassed.” “Don’t do that to me again. If you run from me anymore, I won’t be responsible for my actions. That being said... Get on the bed on all fours.” After she had gotten into

position, I undid my belt and pulled it off. My whole world had been fucked up, and now it was time to make it right. Folding it, I ran the leather down her pale flesh. I felt her tremble. “Is there someone else?” “What? No!” “It’s really hard to believe you since you left me after you said you wouldn’t.” I palmed her round bottom softly. I slid the belt down her backside but felt her quiver. “Please don’t hit me with that,”

she begged. “I’m not. I just wanted you to feel scared like I did when I realized you had gone. Your leaving tore me apart this morning; I sure as hell didn’t appreciate it in the least.” I placed the belt to the side then cupped my hand, smacking her ass one time. She yelped then preened, moaning for more. I slapped her other cheek, turning it a bright pink. “Do you like that, princess?” “Yes,” she hummed. I was still very angry at her, but her need for me was too much to

dismiss. I tossed my shirt onto the floor and dropped my pants to my knees. Lining up my cock with her pussy, I kneeled behind her. I tested her pussy and it was soaked. My woman loved to have her ass spanked, just not too hard. Replacing my fingers, I pressed the head of my cock at her entrance. I caressed her cheeks before working into her heat, closing my eyes as I pushed my way in and absorbed her warmth. Her sheath gripped my dick, holding it tight. With a moan of satisfaction, I began to work her pussy, stroking in and out until she

started bucking back crying out my name. “Simon!” Her body rode her wave of pleasure, bending down onto the pillow. She gripped it hard and shook out her orgasm. With a few more thrusts, I collapsed on top of her coming deep in her heat. That reminded me of something... “Did you stop taking the damn pills like I told you to do?” “I forgot to take them.” “Good. Continue forgetting.”

Chapter Twelve The sun was shining brightly for the first time this week. I loved it. Chilling out by the pool could become a habit for me. I knew it wouldn’t, but a girl could dream. Hell, Simon promised me a trip to somewhere warm once winter came calling. I closed my eyes and let the rays hit my well-protected flesh. Simon and Cameron were at work, so us girls enjoyed some relaxation time. Vanessa and Melody, Simon’s mom,

went shopping for wedding dresses. Tim and Vanessa were getting hitched soon. Simon and I did a simple court service two weeks ago before we even left Chicago because he demanded that I never leave him again. It was a way to reassure him given the way he followed me to show that I was always worth chasing. Melody was not happy one bit, but we promised to renew our vows in five years with a big extravaganza. That satisfied her. “So your brother’s gay?” Natalie asked, lazily rubbing her baby bump.

Sitting up, I raised my sunglasses. “Yep,” I said taking a sip of my lemonade. “How do you feel about it?” This time, she was a bit more serious. It was a big deal for Steven to finally come out. I sat up straighter, still a little peeved at him. In a harrumph, I complained, “I’m a little pissed at him. He stayed with that bitch just because he was afraid to come out. I’ve had to deal with her all these years for nothing.” “Seriously, it was like daily torture.” We laughed.

“I love that sound,” said a voice behind me. I gasped and jumped out of my chair. Wasn’t a bright idea, though. My view was gray with spots and I got dizzy. “You’ve had too much sun,” Simon said securing me with his arms around my waist. He turned his head toward the other fella at the patio door. “Cam, get your woman before she falls over, too,” Simon grouched. “I’m fine, Simon. I just got up too fast.” “I don’t care, Emmy.”

Before I could argue, his mouth came crashing down on mine in the “quit while I was ahead” kiss. I loved those. Moaning into his mouth, I felt my feet leave the ground. Natalie laughed when Simon waved them goodbye with me in his arms. I knew what was coming. He was going to show me how right he was. He didn’t know the truth yet, so I was going to keep it a secret a bit longer. I had another reason to be lightheaded. The minute we busted into the bedroom, I hit the bed. Simon leaned over me with his thighs outside of mine.

I squealed with excitement when I looked into his hungry eyes. “I’ve missed you, today, as always,” Simon murmured before he kissed me. With every touch, I felt like I was in heaven. My body sang when he grabbed my breasts like they belonged to him. He had actually argued with me about it. It was a playful dispute, and he didn’t fight fair. By the time we’d finished, I was moaning that all of me belonged to him. “You know I missed you,” I said, pulling his ear between my lips and

nibbling. In retaliation, he pressed his cock down against my pussy, starting what I knew was going to be a fun evening. “Babe, how you feeling?” he asked before continuing to kiss his way down my neck. “Horny,” I moaned. “That’s not what I meant. You were weak outside.” “I’m good, Simon.” I wanted sex, so I was going to wait to tell him, he got me. I was pregnant.

“Good. Because I’m horny, too. As a matter of fact, I have been thinking about getting you naked all day.” I squealed as he undid my bikini top. His mouth came down on my breast, sucking and marking my chest. He pulled back to look at his handiwork and smiled. “Good, next time you go outside and your tits are showing this much, everyone will know you’re taken.” “Because the ring isn’t enough.” “All married women wear rings,

but this mark shows that you’re being satisfied and all mine.” He attacked my other breast, making me moan and arch my back off the bed. I loved this man so much that his touch set me off. He parted my thighs roughly and undid his pants with his mouth on by breast. I looked down at his thick cock that was perfectly smooth and long. It turned me on just knowing that it was a lot to take in, but I was always up for the challenge. Standing up, Simon stared at my thighs that were slick with my desire. He wickedly licked his lips before he took

his cock in hand. Giving it a few strokes, he slid my panties to the side, and pressed the head at my entrance. He enjoyed teasing me, but I wanted him in me. So I wrapped my legs around him, and pulled him down and deep into me. We both cried out with the intensity of his penetration. “I don’t like being kept waiting, Mr. James.” Using his knees, he pushed us onto the bed completely. His strength turned me on more. Simon was able to move me around like a rag doll and

loved to manhandle me in bed. It only made me wetter. He leaned over me, gripped my hands over my head, and pushed me closer to the headboard with his strong pelvis. My body took each powerful thrust with pleasure. I felt him dominate my womb and fuck me into a hard and intense orgasm. I cried out, “Simon! I love you. God, I’m coming.” My body shook as I rode the wave. “You’re so fucking sexy when you come for me. It’s…too…much. You

make me come every time. Shit, Em… I’m coming too.” I felt his release splash my walls, making my orgasm last a bit longer. “I hope this time I knocked your sexy ass up, because next round is in your ass,” he grunted and dropped down to the side of me, breathing hard. “Simon, I guess you get in my ass tonight.” He lifted his face off the mattress, looking at me confused. “Are

you saying? Are you?” I nodded happily at him. He flipped his body to his side and then sat up so fast I thought I was going to bounce off the edge of the bed. “Seriously, Simon. Are you trying to knock me off the bed?” “No. Hell no. Fuck we’re going to have a baby. Shit.” I couldn’t tell if he was happy or too shocked to make a full statement. “Yeah. You’re going to be a father.”

“Hell yeah,” he shouted before leaning over me and kissing me deeply. My heart was pounding with happiness. Then the silly man placed tender kisses down my body until he reached by belly, and whispered to his baby inside. “I love you little one, almost as much as your mother. Grow for us.” We spent the next hour getting down and dirty in the shower then Simon returned to his perch staring at my belly until we fell asleep.

Epilogue Sixteen Years Later… What the fuck! I’d just gotten home from the office when I walked out to the backyard. It was a hot summer day so my family was out in the pool having fun. What I saw next had me raging like a madman. My wife, who was going to get a damn spanking, was wearing a skimpy bikini. But it wasn’t just my dearest dressed like that. Our oldest girl was twelve and her bikini matched her

mother’s. What was worse was she was starting to look like her mother. Melody had breasts that needed to be covered up before I choked someone. I felt the vein in my head throb intensely and my jaw ticked. There was some boy with a body of a man sitting on the edge of the pool and I wanted to knock his ass into the water, then out of my house. He must be a friend of my fifteen-year-old son. I wasn’t sure which of my women he was eyeing, but I wasn’t having it. “Party time is over,” I roared. Everyone turned to me with wide eyes.

Emmy was giving me a look that I wasn’t going to even address at the moment. “Kayla, Jack, Declan rinse off and go play in your rooms.” My three youngest ran off with bright smiles. They knew someone was in trouble. I turned to the little shit who was clearly trying to hide his fucking erection. “What’s your name?” “I’m Troy,” the over-grown boy stuttered nervously. He may look older than fifteen, but I was still twice his size and not in a good fucking mood. He tried

to hide his wood as he hurried out of my way. “Okay, Troy. Get the fuck out of my house and don’t come back. Next time I catching you eyeing my women, you won’t get a warning.” “Simon!” Emmy shouted at me in embarrassment. “Wife, do me a favor and shut it before I snap the boy’s neck.” “Daddy!” “You too, Melody. Go change and throw that damn bikini in the trash. If

I see it again, you’ll be grounded the whole summer.” “Simon,” I called my son to me. He knew I wasn’t happy and he knew why. With a whisper, I asked, “What are our man rules in this house?” “No men near the pool when your mother and sister are in it.” “Yes, so why was that little jackass with an eager penis eyeing my wife and daughter.” “Mom said I could have company. Then they came home from

shopping just as we got in the pool.” “Okay, but remember, it’s about respect. No boy your age is going to respect your sister and your mother because their hormones are going fucking crazy. I’d really hate to go to prison for killing a little shit.” “What happens when you see the neighbor’s daughter in a swimsuit.” My son gave me a knowing look. “Okay, so know that your friend whether intentionally or not is ogling your mom and sis the same way.” “Oh man, Dad. I didn’t even

think like that; I’m planning on marrying Susie. I’m not letting any of my friends in our home when you’re not here.” My boy had it bad. We all thought maybe the James freight train arrived early. Only time would tell, but the boy was wise beyond his years. He had already started interning at the office in the mailroom. One day it would be his and he knew it. He even claimed little Susie would be by his side. The strangest thing was I didn’t doubt him. “Good. Now go and make sure your friend is gone. I need to have a

word and more with your mother.” He nodded his head and like a good boy, left. “Wife, time to talk in private.” I grabbed her hand and a towel. Helping her dry off, I felt on her curves to calm my frustration. Her robe was hanging on the lounge chair so I snatched that shit up and wrapped it around her. I didn’t say a word to her until we were behind closed doors. I growled and paced the room. “Damn it, Emmy. What’s going on with Melody?” I snapped, walking up to her.

“What do you mean, what’s going on with her?” She must have thought I was losing it. I probably was. My sexy-ass wife didn’t understand because she thought it was cute that they looked alike. I thought it was too until she got boobs. “She’s got tits. I didn’t approve of that shit. She’s too young for that. When the fuck did that shit happen?” Emmy just laughed at me. I didn’t find it funny. My daughter was everything that was sweet and perfect at twelve. I couldn’t believe that she

wasn’t my little girl anymore. Little, horny boys were going to be trying to trick her into doing things she was too young for. I didn’t want anyone near my little girl. Simon was going to be put on high alert soon. “Homeschooling is looking like a good option,” I growled. “Simon, you’re being ridiculous. I had tits well before I had sex. As I seem to remember someone took my virginity after I graduated college.” “I guess you’ve got a point, but I’m not letting my guard down.”

She continued to giggle. Over the years, my temper didn’t affect my wife. In fact, sometimes she really enjoyed it. Today wasn’t going to be any different. “Emmy, are you asking for a spanking?” “Maybe.” She batted her eyelashes at me before dropping her robe. That swimsuit didn’t reveal as much as I thought. I needed her naked. Fuck, sixteen years later and she was still fucking stunning. Five kids did nothing to reduce her sex appeal. Hell no, I wanted to put more kids into her, but we’d had unprotected sex our entire

marriage and our youngest was six. I stroked my cock through my dress pants. The blood left my head when she ran her hands down my forearms. “Damn, Simon, I love when you roll your sleeves up.” She purred then slid her hands down to my belt. My cock throbbed as she tormented me. Her tiny fingers slowly removed my belt, then in exaggeration, she painstakingly unzipped my pants. Our eyes met when I let out a groan. The wicked woman was sporting a bright smile. She would pay for it

today. We didn’t have time for anything more than one orgasm a piece, but after the kids fall asleep, the dirty Mrs. James was going to get it. She unleashed my cock and ran it in between her breasts. My cum dripped onto her cleavage marking it as mine. She lifted it to her mouth and sucked it deep down her throat; I threw my head back and let out a moan which echoed through our room. I’d had enough. Quickly, I lifted her up, tore her bikini bottoms off, and impaled her core onto my cock. She cried out instantly. My

mouth clung to hers to stop the screaming. I didn’t want the kids thinking I was killing their mother. With my hands on her ass, I pumped her up and down, fucking her while standing. “Yes, Simon...” she murmured. I gave her a spank on her ass cheek because I wanted her to juice on my cock. She loved a little spanking. “More, again.” “Emmy, fuck you’re going to make me come.” “So am…I,” she cried, an orgasm ripping through her. I emptied my

seed deep in her today. We paused in position then heard a knock at the door. “Mommy, are you okay?” I closed my eyes trying to not laugh. My youngest was at our door. So fucking glad they knew not to come in without getting permission. “I stubbed my toe going to the shower. I’ll be okay after taking a bath. Go aggravate your brother.” “Okay,” Declan said with a happy tone in his voice. She pressed her head to my

sweaty chest. “Homeschooling isn’t an option.” “Ha. No, babe, definitely not an option. We live in a mansion and there’s still not enough privacy. Come on, Mrs. James, bath time.” THE END.