by Angela Rush
“Can we do down and dirty first, then the slow and leisurely?” I inquire. I reach down to grip his long luscious length. I begin to pump it gently. Sliding my hands over his soft silky skin. I swirl my index finger over the head, slowly. I trace the slit in the center. I cup his balls with my other hand and gently squeeze. He sucks in a ragged breath.
“Love, I can’t say no to you. Even when my way is better.” He smirks at me. I raise up into a sitting position and move to kneel in front of him. I still have his shaft in my hand. I lean down and lick the tip of his dick, tasting his salty precum.
“Umm.” I moan as I take his length into my mouth. He is sitting so still. I raise my eyes to look at him. His eyes are half closed. I smile around his shaft as I take even more in, I feel his head bump against the back of my throat. He moans when I begin to suck as I draw my mouth back up his length. I swirl my tongue along the underside. Once I reach the tip, I lick across it again. I lower my head again as I take him in, sucking hard.
Hawk moans and shudders as I continue my ministrations. He runs his fingers through my hair, gripping my head. I work him harder, faster, taking as much as I can trying to swallow him down. I feel him throbbing in my mouth.
“Stop, baby. I can’t take much more. I want to come inside you.” Hawk says as he pulls my head away from his rock-hard length. A resounding pop echoes in the room as I break suction. I raise up to meet his gaze. His eyes are full of desire. He pushes me back onto the mattress. I am gasping for breath. He rolls me onto my stomach. He raises my hips and slips inside me. God it feels so good. I moan my approval. He begins to move, hard, fast, and deep. I love him so much and I love how he makes my body feel.
Sometime later when we are both sated, I sleep wrapped in his warm embrace. We make it the entire night without me waking from a nightmare. We are awakened the next morning to Sara clearing her throat at the door of the bedroom. We didn’t think to close the door since we were alone in the house when we came in here. I turn to raise up and realize that the cover has slipped down to our waists and I am naked. A full-on blush floods my face as I snatch the sheet to cover myself.
“Um, Justin and I are back, Mom. I’m sorry to wake you.” Sara stutters from the door. I realize our clothes are scattered haphazardly around the room.
“It’s ok Sara. I sleep later these days. These little guys take a lot out of me.” I say as I place my hand on my lower stomach. “We will be down in a little bit. We need to shower.” I again blush profusely. It’s way to awkward to have my daughter standing at the door of my bedroom where just a short time ago, I was having unbridled, passionate sex with my intended.
Sara smiles broadly. “Mom, we are all adults. I know how babies are made.” Sara rolls her eyes and turns to head back downstairs.
After a nice leisurely shower, we descend the stairs to find not only Sara and Justin, but also my co-workers, JoAnn, Lisa, and Dr Jones. I am floored. How did they find out I am here? We enter the family room. Hawk leads me to a recliner where he proceeds to steak his claim on me by sitting me in his lap.
“How are you all here? Who told you Charlotte was coming to town?” Hawk demands once we are comfortably seated. I stiffen waiting for the shouting to begin. Hawk is not at all happy.
“I convinced Sara and Justin to let us know when you would be coming home, Charlotte.” Dr Jones announces. “We are very concerned about you. I don’t understand why the military has insisted on keeping you captive in California.”
“I have not been held captive by the military.” I huff at Dr. Jones then turn my attention to my kids. “Sara! Justin! How could you betray my confidence? Do you all not understand how serious this is? I have a crazy, sex trader, gun running, drug lord who wants to drag me back to the Columbian jungle to beat and rape me. Why would you do this?” I demand. My voice getting higher the longer I talk.
“Mom I’m sorry, but these are your closest friends. I didn’t think it would hurt to let them know you were here. They wouldn’t betray your trust.” It’s Sara that answers. Justin just looks down at his hands.
“We would never hurt you Charlotte. You know us. Why have you let this man manipulate you? Has he brain washed you?” Dr Jones questions as he stands and takes a tentative step toward us.
“I would advise you to not go there.” Hawk growls. He is tense and I can feel his anger brewing under the surface. I lean back into him. Place a kiss on his jaw and run my hand over his other cheek.
“Oh my God! Is that an engagement ring?” JoAnn exclaims. All eyes in the room turn on us. Dr. Jones has a look of hurt, disappointment, and confusion on his face.
“Yes, it is. Hawk and I are getting married.” I pause before continuing. “Dr Jones, no one has manipulated me. Hawk saved my life. No one was even looking for me. If him and his men had not raided the camp that day, I would still be in Columbia. I was beaten every day. I was violated.” Dr. Jones looks horror stricken. “Lopez wants to take me back there. The fewer people who know where I am and where I am going the better. I don’t think you would intentionally lead them to me, but if something slips… I can’t go back there. I won’t. I wouldn’t live through it again.” I am trembling. Hawk pulls me to him and rubs his hand up and down my back. With my head on his shoulder, I soak up his strength, his love.
“I don’t want to be difficult, but you all need to leave. Charlotte is in no condition to be upset like this. I won’t stand for it.” Hawk says heatedly.
“What condition?” Lisa asks with concern. “Are you ill or still suffering from your injuries?” War is raging in my heart. I can’t lie to my friend, but should I reveal my pregnancy? Justin decides for me.
“Mom’s expecting.” Justin informs the room. Several loud gasps are heard before Justin stands and gestures for everyone to head toward the door. Lisa stands and walks slowly toward us. Once she is close enough, I stand, and she reaches out to hug me. We cling to each other for a moment. I whisper to her I will call her and bring her up to speed. Dr Jones and JoAnn stand and slowly begin to make their way toward the door. I can’t even look at them as they leave. Before they reach the door, JoAnn stops and turns. Hawk rises to his feet behind me, wrapping his arms protectively around my waist.
“How long will you be in town, Charlotte? I was hoping we could spend some time catching up while you are home. I seriously doubt the drug lord is even interested in you.” JoAnn looks at me in anticipation.
“We aren’t giving you our itinerary. It puts Charlotte in danger. So, stop asking.” Hawk growls. He is livid. His arms are trembling around me. His posture is stiff, and his jaw is ticking rapidly.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any harm. It’s really unnecessary for you to be so dramatic.” JoAnn says sarcastically. “It’s fine, just call me sometime, ok?”
“Sure.” I say. I just want them to leave. I never realized how rude JoAnn was before. Or maybe I did, and I just chose to ignore her. With a sigh I lean on the man that will keep me safe against all cost. He pulls his phone out and sends off a text. After the guests have left, Hawk declares that we cannot stay here any longer. He goes up stairs and packs what little we have used since arriving. He comes back down with all our belongings. Justin and Sara look on in shock. I am a little stunned also.
“What? Where are you going?” Justin demands as Hawk takes my hand to lead me to the door.
“I am sorry Justin. We can’t stay here knowing that other people might know. I will not put your mother’s life, or our babies lives in danger.” Hawk says as he turns toward the door. “We will be back in a few days. Once I am sure that there is no longer any danger to Charlotte or the twins.”
Hawk leads me out the door. I am not sure where we are going, but when we emerge there is a large SUV sitting in the driveway. Hawk leads me to the passenger side and settles me in the back seat, buckling my seat belt as he sides in beside me.
“I have contacted your parents for you, Hawk. No one knows where we are going.” The man driving says once we ar
e in our seats and the door is shut. He is already backing out of the driveway. I have no idea where we are going, but as long as I am with Hawk, I am not afraid.
Chapter 25
I cannot believe this is really happening. Her stupid friends are going to get her fucking killed if I am not careful. I must keep Charlotte safe at all costs. It’s not only the fact that she is carrying my children. It’s that I need her in my life. She has in a short amount of time become my life, my everything. I can’t live one day of my life without her in it.
I want to kick her so called friends asses. They are so naive that they don’t see the danger she is in at the hands of the madman. If I didn’t know any better, I would think one of them wanted something to happen to her. I don’t like the way that Dr Jones looks at her. I know that look. It’s the same one I see in the mirror when I think about Charlotte. The way she looks soaked in sweat with her lips swollen from our love making. She is glorious and I love this woman. He has feelings for her, too, but she doesn’t feel the same about him. If he tries to do anything to come between us, he will regret it.
Charlotte is so astounding under these circumstances. My heart is full of pride in her and her strength. She didn’t complain or resist when I packed our bags and walked us out of her house and away from her kids. It makes my dick hard thinking about how much she trusts me. I have never had a woman to trust me so completely. She has been taking care of herself for the last five years, but she is willing to let go of some of that control to let me care for her. It’s as if she knows how much I need to take care of her.
After a very long drive we reach my parent’s house. My son, Brian is already here. He stalks out of the house with a scowl on his face. I open the door and slide out of the hummer as I reach in to get Charlotte. I help her to the ground, by letting her body slide down mine. I place a kiss to her forehead as her feet settle on the ground. She is so damn cute. She looks divine. Her hair is a mess where I have been running my fingers through it.
“Hello, son.” I say as he rounds the front of the SUV. He comes up to me and hugs me hard slapping my back. He makes me proud. He is really growing into a strong young man. He is my height now. He is getting strong broad shoulders. His black hair is getting wavy. He has let it get longer than I would like for it to be.
“Dad! I am glad you are here.” Brian declares, smiling broadly as he pulls back from me. “This your lady friend?”
“Brian, I would like you to meet Charlotte Williams.”
“Hello, Charlotte. It’s nice to finally meet you in person. It’s just not the same on Facetime. You are more beautiful in person.” Brian extends his hand out to take Charlotte’s. Pride blooms in my chest as he places a kiss on the back of her hand. I have taught him well. He is going to be a good man someday soon.
“Hi, Brian. I’m glad to meet you, too.” Charlotte says as she reaches out tentatively to pull Brian into a hug. He hugs her back. This makes me happy to see them together and getting along. Brian knew that I was asking Charlotte to marry me, but not about the news of the twins. That’s a topic for after we eat. Besides I only want to tell it once. It’s better to wait until we are with Mom and Dad, too.
“I want to see the ring. Dad sent me a picture, but I want to see it in person.” Brian says as he reaches to grab her left hand. Brian oohs and awes over the ring. He can always make me smile even when I am stressed and worried. “So, have you set a date yet?”
“Not yet. How about we head inside? No need to be hanging out in the driveway.” I say and begin to lead Charlotte to the house. Scanning our surroundings there is no sign that anyone is about or watching us.
The house is a nice 2-story log cabin nestled in a copse of trees about 2 miles off the main road. Deadeye and the rest of the team will be here by mid-night. As soon as I knew about the breach in Charlotte’s security, I called Captain Olson while I packed our things. He had the guys rounded up and heading this way even before I hung up the phone.
Charlotte steps up onto the large wrap around porch and into the foyer of the house. The foyer has shiny, mahogany wood floors. The steps that lead to the upstairs set off to the right just past the door to the large family room. The family room is littered with furniture, mostly cream-colored couches, recliners, and padded benches. A large flat screen TV hangs on the far wall over the fireplace. Light streaming in the large picture window cast a warm glow on the room. Mom and dad love to entertain family and friends.
The smell of roast, vegetables, and cornbread fills the house. I catch a whiff of cinnamon also. Mom has filled the house with such wonderful smells. We continue on into the house toward the back. I turn Charlotte left and lead her into the dining room. A large cherry formal dining table is already set with plates, glasses, and silverware. Candles are lit on the table and the buffet table along the near wall, is already being laden with food. A large basket of browned rolls, a platter of roast and vegetables, and a plate of cornbread is already sitting on the buffet.
The door to the kitchen swings open and my mother busts through the door, casually dressed with her perfectly styled short dark brown hair. She has declared that she will never be grey no matter her age. She has a little extra weight around the middle and her skin is looking thinner than I remember. Even at 69 years old she still gets around as well as women a half of her age. She is carrying a plate of cinnamon rolls for dessert. She knows they are my favorite. She always makes them when I come home.
Dad follows her out the door carrying a bottle of wine and chuckling at something my mother has said. Dad is 6’1” with salt and pepper hair that he still wears in a military cut. Despite his age of 72 he is still fairly muscular and can keep pace with Brian, my brothers, and myself. His shoulders are broad, and his biceps still bulge under his dress shirt. I hope I will age as well as he has. They spy us and my mother hurries to set down the plate she is carrying.
“Jordan, your home at last!” Mom hurries to embrace me, ruffling my hair. Mom is about 5’2” so her head barely reaches the middle of my chest. Dad comes over and claps me on the back.
“It’s good to have you home son.” Dad says.
“It’s good to be home.” I say to Dad as I return their hugs. “Thanks for putting us up on such short notice. Everything smells so wonderful, Mom. You always out do yourself.” I look around to see Charlotte standing off to the side looking a little awkward. I reach for her and pull her to my side. I wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her gently on the temple.
“Mom, Dad this is Charlotte. My soon to be wife.” I inform them. She is nervous. She is standing so stiffly in my embrace. She trembles. “Charlotte this is my Mom, Diane and My Dad, Jordan, Sr.” Mom instantly pulls Charlotte into her arms and places a big kiss on her cheek. Charlotte visibly relaxes at the warm welcome from mom.
“Charlotte, it’s so wonderful to meet you in person at last. I couldn’t wait to meet the woman that has stolen Jordan’s heart. My son doesn’t bring women home to meet the family. I knew you were special when he asked about bringing you here.” My mother rattles on. Dad takes Charlotte’s hand in his and kisses the back of her hand. “It’s wonderful to finally meet you, Charlotte.” My dad tells her. “Jordan has been keeping us updated on your recovery. We are overjoyed about the engagement. It’s past time he found him a good woman to take care of him.” Dad chuckles as he finishes.
“I’m happy to meet you, too.” Charlotte replies quietly. She has talked to both of them on Facetime, but I know it’s different for her meeting my parents for the first time. Brian enters the dining room after having taken our bags upstairs to our room. “Is it time to eat? I’m starving!” Brian declares as he pulls out a chair at the table and plops down.
“Oh yes, it is!” Mom replies. “I was just standing here, talking away. I don’t where my manors are at. I’m sure you must be hungry after traveling so much. Have a seat and let’s eat.”
Dad takes his place at the head of the table, while Mom sits to his right. I take Charlotte aro
und the table and pull out the chair in the middle of the table. Once she is seated, I take the chair to her right which is the seat on Dad’s left. After Dad says grace, we all dig in and enjoy a leisurely meal. Once we have all eaten our fill, Mom suggests we move to the family room to have coffee and cinnamon rolls for dessert.
We head into the family room. I sit in one of two recliners and pull Charlotte into my lap. She sits stiffly and I realize she is uncomfortable with the intimacy in front of my parents. My Dad has taken the other recliner, while Brian has stretched out on the sofa. Mom is last to arrive as she is bringing in the tray with coffee and rolls. After Mom has gotten everyone coffee and rolls, she moves to sit in my Dad’s lap. Charlotte relaxes then. I stifle a chuckle. She looks at me with curiosity. She hadn’t noticed that she was being tense.
“So, Jordan tell me as much as you can about what is going on that has brought you to our remote location.” Dad inquires as Brian turns on the TV and begins to flip through the channels.
“Well like I have told you Charlotte overheard some important information by some seriously bad men.” I begin. “We have kept her on base and out of the press in an effort to prevent them from knowing where she is staying. But it has been several weeks, and the chatter has died down. So, I brought Charlotte to Kentucky to visit with her children. They didn’t fully comprehend the danger that she is in at the hands of this madman. They told some of her co-workers and they showed up at her home. I had a bad feeling that it would be leaked to the press and she would be in danger of being harmed again. I just needed to get her away from there before something happened.”
“I just don’t understand why people have to be so evil.” Mom states, “Why would anyone want to hurt such a beautiful, sweet woman? I’ve only been around you for an hour and I already can tell you are a kind, caring person. It just boggles my mind.”