“Little One, that’s another twenty and I am tired of this shit. If I had not just tanned your ass I would do it again right now but, I will wait until this evening. Stop questioning me. This is what I want, and I don’t appreciate your constant doubts of me. We can talk at length over the next few weeks, but by the time Thanksgiving rolls around I want to be able to bring this to the brothers and be able to tell my parents that you are my old lady. We can wait on the marriage and kids until a little further down the road if you are really that upset by it. What I truly want, Pearl, is you and the girls in Chicago with me full-time as soon as possible.”
“Abraham, we will have to talk about this, I’m not sure if we will be able to solve it as easily as you seem to think we will,” I say while a scowl creeps to my face. Why this man thinks that he can dictate my life, and so quickly at that, is crazy. How does he think we will work in the long-term, we are really going to have long negotiations to resolve this?
As Abraham starts to ask another question, I hush him and hear the girls talking in their rooms. I let him know that the rest of this conversation will have to be put on hold, hoping he forgets about it completely. The sex is really good, probably the best of my life hands down. I just don’t know if I would be able to settle down with him in Chicago and leave the girls extended family up here like that.
Pulling up to my house after getting the girls up and going out to get some groceries. I start making dinner while Abraham plays with the girls in the backyard. When dinner is done there are still a few hours before the girls have to go to bed so we decide to watch a movie. As the girls and I get into our PJs, Abraham makes popcorn and looks to see what movies are out that we can watch. I haven’t talked to him to see if he plans on staying the night, but when he walks into my bedroom carrying an overnight bag I am guessing that he is.
“I thought I could stay over if that’s okay with you, Little One? I only have to be back to go over the new security for one of the MC’s clubs tomorrow afternoon. I figure I could watch the movie, the girls will go to bed, we can finish that talk, and then you will get your punishment.” The smile that is on his face as he finishes talking is one to rival the Cheshire cat.
“Hmm,” I catch myself before the eyes roll back in my head, but my tone is still struggling. “Yes, that would make the movie a great deal better thanks for considering my asses well being, Sir. Of course you can stay over; I like having someone to keep me warm at night. Just remember that I have to be up at 5am to get ready to go to work. Why don’t you throw on your PJs and come get comfy with us in the living room?” I sway my hips as I walk past him and am rewarded with a quick slap on the ass as I make my way into the living room to get settled in for the movie.
As we all settle in together on the couch and the bowl of popcorn gets passed between us, I am utterly and truly happy. This man has made a big dent in the armor that I usually keep up, especially that having to do with my kids. For being only twenty-seven without any kids he is really good with both girls and I really can’t complain about how he handles their mother either.
As I put the girls in their rooms for bed they both ask if Abraham will be there tomorrow. “No girls he has to go home tomorrow to go to work. You like hanging out with him, huh?”
“Yeah, Mom, he is fun. He likes to play tea party with us and pushes us good on the swings and everything. He makes me happy. You smile a lot when he is around Momma; he makes you happy too. I think you love him, Momma.“
Before I can answer Rose, we hear Abraham add from the doorway, “I can only hope that true, Rose. I had fun today with you girls too. Hopefully your Mom will let us hang out a lot more soon.”
Taking my hand in his as we leave the girls room he leads me down the hall towards my bedroom. As we walk into the room he shuts and locks the door before sitting us down next to one another on the bed. “Now that that’s out of the way, Tell me what you were thinking when you got so reserved outside earlier, Pearl.”
“Honestly, Abraham? I was thinking about-” my head and eyes drop from his to the floor by our feet “-how much I could see myself falling for you. Why are you into me at all? Seriously I am a hell of a lot older than you, and I have kids. I must be crazy, though, because we have only been in one another lives for such a short time, but I feel like you are taking this really fast. I am just scared about how quickly that I think my heart will become attached and addicted to you. I don’t want to need you the way I think I already do.”
He grabs the hair on the nape of my neck and gives it a violent tug making my head go up and my eyes meet his. “I understand how crazy you think having those feelings so quickly are, Pearl. You have not been out of my mind since the first day that I laid eyes on you all those weeks back. I fear that I am already too far gone to stop myself from needing to brand you mine forever.” As he leans in he continues as a whisper into my ear, “So believe me, Little One, I understand those fucking feelings you speak of.”
Those words melt my heart. It has been a long time since a man has said or felt that way for me. I hope that we are able to work through the misunderstanding we had last night because this thing whatever it is, is something worth exploring.
Following our heartfelt admissions my punishment is handed out, followed by a bout of amazing fucking. One that I am sure will leave me sore for the week to come. Sir said it is to remind me of whose pussy it is. I think he means body not pussy because he thoroughly used every piece of me last night.
I am completely out of it in the morning as we soak up our last few minutes together. He stays and helps get breakfast together while I get the girls ready. As we are walking out of the house I can’t wait to see him again next weekend.
Chapter 18- Abraham
After the great day yesterday and the good morning we had, I am heading back to Chicago for the week. I just left Pearl and am already thinking about the next time I will be free to see her and sink deep into her. This week is shaping up to be pretty busy; I have to stop by the bars that the MC owns to look over the security that is in place. We have Church on Tuesday morning and will be voting on the prospects that have been with us this past year. There is a party at the Dungeon Wednesday, and I told Blaze that I would give a series of demos on rope bondage. Maybe I will be able to sneak up to see Pearl on Thursday if everything works out. Otherwise, we made plans to hang out next weekend in Chicago. Pearl is going to bring the girls down on Saturday and we will go to The Field Museum and if they stay over, we will go the Shedd Aquarium on Sunday.
I get back to Chicago around noon and find my way over to the clubhouse to see if anyone is around after what I am sure was another night of drinking and debauchery. I only find a few brothers in the bar area and Prez is working at the bar as usual.
“Hey, Prez, how did the party end up on Friday night? Sorry that we left like that but, after that shit with Layla we had to get outta here. I have to talk to her this week so that her fucked up crazy doesn’t come out towards my girl again.” As I walk around the bar to grab a beer I go on “Everything looked like it was going good as we were heading out, though. From the looks of it the party continued to last night as well.”
“Shit, Tank! Booze and pussy are always going good around here. We did have some unexpected visitors, after you left though. Visitors that you, as VP, and head of security, should have been here to deal with.”
“Visitors? What fucking visitors?”
“The Knights, about eight of them pulled up Friday night. One of the prospects, Trip, was manning the gate, and he asked them some questions, but all they told him was that they wanted to see me and you. I was in the midst of a nice piece of ass and so were you I guess, so that meeting didn’t happen.” Taking a swig out of his beer he continues “What the fuck do you think that is about brother? Have you heard anything? Or have you been too busy fucking that woman to keep tabs like you should have been?”
“Fuck! No, Blaze, I didn’t hear shit about that. I will look into it right away and s
ee what I can find out. I was going to check security at the bars, this week anyway so, I will be able to touch base with all of those associates quickly. I will track down Trip and pull the surveillance to see if I can catch anything on it.”
The next few days pass by in a blur. I am so busy running around I barely have time to eat and sleep let alone text or talk to Pearl. I have been to all the MC bars and running all over checking with every associate we have trying to find any leads about why the Knights where knocking on our gates. I have yet to find any information on why they came knocking on Friday though. It has been a hell of a start to the week.
Running into Layla at the MC’s strip club the other day let me clear some things up with her. I made sure to let her know that her crazy fucking behavior toward any brother’s guest was not tolerated. Also, I made it clear that there was and never will be anything between us. Layla said that she understood and had gotten the same message from Blaze after the incident at the party. She knew to keep the fuck away from Pearl.
The Dungeon is in full swing as I pull up Wednesday night. Fuck I have not had time during this week to find a sub to scene with tonight. I guess if Layla is there she will do nicely to work with seeing that we have worked together in the past. I know that Pearl won’t like it, but I haven’t had time to find anyone else and Blaze really wants this demonstration to happen.
As I walk out of the locker room, I see Layla at the bar. Approaching her with a nod of my head we start to negotiate the scene/demo that I want to do. “Layla, the scene will consist of rope bondage to touch on the differences between: Western, Japanese, and suspension bondage. It is the first in a series of nine that I am set to teach. I am not sure if I will need you for more than tonight, but we can discuss that afterwards. Blaze had a great idea making sure that the Doms of Dungeon are made aware of the different protocols and how to perform them correctly so that no one is hurt.”
“Sir, you know from our previous scenes that I am putty in your hands, and I love it when you tie it up and fuck me. Whatever you see fit to do to me is fine and I mean WHATEVER.” Her eyes are still downcast, but a small smile has crept to her face, which pisses me off instantly.
I grab her chin tightly and lift her head. “Layla, look at me. I already told you no sex. I will secure another Dom to do aftercare and fuck you, but you will get nothing from me. If this is not to your liking then I will find someone else to help with my demonstration.” Running a hand through my beard I continue “I will do nothing that is going to do anything that would make Pearl doubt us. Get that through your head Layla.”
I release her chin as she starts talking. “Sorry, Sir, I will not have another outburst like that, I promise. If it pleases you, Sir, I would like for another Dom to finish me off when you have had your fill of me.”
Walking towards the demonstration area, I grab my kit off the bar stool as we go. There are about twenty people set up to watch. An hour into our demonstration I run into a big fucking problem. My cock must not have gotten the memo about Pearl being the only one for us because I am rock hard looking at this bound woman before me. Fuck me! I gotta get out of here before I do something stupid like sinking balls deep into Layla.
Trying to quickly finish up the demo I see Blaze in the crowd watching. He and I have worked over Layla together on previous occasions so I motion for him to come and finish her off. He nods his heads in approval and I whisper in her ear what is going to happen. She shakes her head in acceptance as Blaze makes his way to the stage and picks up where I have left off. Packing up my kit I make my way to the locker room to take care of my problem with a cold shower and my hand.
Calling Pearl as soon as I reach the locker room, the only thing I reach is her voicemail though. I leave a brief, “Hey, baby, sorry I missed you” message and notice as I hang up that it is almost 2am. No shit she is not awake she has to be up for work in three hours. I’m so glad I didn’t wake her up with that phone call; she would have been really pissed off. As I step into the shower all I can see is those brown eyes staring back at me, staring straight into me especially as I make her cum for me. I take myself in hand and start to tug on my cock trying to release some of the pressure. Only three more days before her and the girls come down and we will get to spend some time together. Time that hopefully includes me: sinking balls deep into the woman who is making me think of our future together more and more. I quickly finish myself off in the shower and head back to my locker. As I am pulling on my pants my phone rings and a smile comes to my face as I pull it out and see the name of the woman who has consumed me cross the screen.
Chapter 19- Pearl
The week has drug on, the girls have had the flu, and I have been off of work all week with them. Vomit, vomit, and more vomit is one hell of a way to spend three days. Wednesday night I knew the girls would be well enough to go back to daycare, but of course, I am starting to get sick now. Fuck my life right now. Trying to be this strong and having to be the only parent for the girls is really a struggle in times like this. I wish that their father would have chosen a different path because I could use someone to help me right now.
After I am done throwing up for the third time in the past hour I crawl back into bed to see that my phone is blinking with a missed call. Abraham called and left a message at 2am. I wonder what he is doing, if he’s drunk, just leaving a bar, or something. I listen to the message and it doesn’t sound like he is drunk or anything just sounds like he wanted to talk, which would be good because we haven’t all week. Being busy with the girls being sick, I sadly realize I haven’t thought of him as much as I would have if this influenza was not attacking my home. I check to make sure that the call was only five minutes ago and decide I might as well call him back now that my stomach seems to be somewhat settled.
As the phone goes toward my ear I am not even sure if I heard it ring more than once when I hear his voice. “Pearl, I didn’t mean to wake you up! Sorry about calling you so late I didn’t realize what the time was. You really didn’t have to call me back. What’s going on with your beautiful self and those great girls?”
“Hi, we are not so great Abraham. The girls have been home sick all week, and I think I am coming down with it now; I have been throwing up for most of the night. I was hoping that I would be able to go back to school tomorrow but, with the way I feel I am not even sure I will be able to get out of bed. Fuck my life”
“Oh no, sweetness. Do you want me to come up to help you out? I could…”
“No, I’m sure you have work to do. Speaking of, how are you doing we have not talked for a few days? What’s going on in Chicago?” As he starts to answer only getting a few words out before I quickly cut him off. “I am going to be sick again, I gotta go.” With that, I hastily hang up then run through the house and almost make it to the bathroom before I get sick again. Yeah, I get to clean that up now. As I was saying FUCK MY LIFE!
At least the girls are feeling good and will be at daycare tomorrow. If I can keep it together long enough to get them there and then I can lie in bed and sleep all day.
Cleaning the floor at three in the morning is not fun when you feel like you are just going to make a bigger mess at any given moment. When I finally finish I hit the bathroom one last time and get into bed again around 4am. Noticing that my cell phone is blinking again, I glance at it.
The text reads leaving Chicago now. Be there around 4. Leave the back door open and get back to bed. As soon as I finish reading it I get up and as I am unlocking the door I hear the bike pull in. I wait by the door and a weak smile comes to my face as I see Abraham walking up to the door. Of course, that doesn’t stay for long as I again run back to the bathroom.
When I get out of the bathroom and make it back to the bed he is waiting for me.
“Oh, Pearl, you look like shit. Come lay down and let me take care of you. I’ll even do whatever you need me to with the girls tomorrow. I can take your SUV and get the girls to daycare and whatever else so that you can stay in b
ed and rest. Whatever you need me to do to help.”
“Abraham, you shouldn’t have come you will get sick if you’re near me.”
“Come on. You know as well as I do that is total bullshit. Now, get in the bed and get to sleep.”
The next morning Abraham got the girls ready and dropped them off at their daycare while I slept. After he returned he must have cleaned the house because when I woke up later in the morning it was spotless.
“Girlie, how are you feeling?”
“Better. You didn’t have to clean, Abraham, I would have gotten around to it,” I say as I fall onto the couch and snuggle into this surprising man.
“Pearl, it’s fine I just wanted to help out. Do you want some crackers or white soda? I stopped at the store on my way back from dropping the girls off.”
“Yeah, that sounds good. I am actually feeling a lot better right now. Thanks so much for coming up, but you know you didn’t need to. You could have just stayed in bed it was late when you left to come up here.”
With a look of concern as he pushes off the couch to get my crackers and soda out of the kitchen he answers, “Pearl, I wanted to help so just fucking stop that. I wasn’t in bed, I had just finished at the Dungeon and was on my way out of there when you called me back so it kind of...”
“Wait! You were at the Dungeon last night? Why the fuck were you at the Dungeon last night, Tank?” comes out very accusingly as he stands on the threshold between the kitchen and living room.
“Watch the tone, Little One. Even when you are sick I have no problem taking you over my knee for such blatant disrespect.” As he narrows in on me he continues, “Blaze wanted me to do some bondage demos/displays. I have been really busy with MC business so I wasn’t able to talk to you about it this week. I almost forgot about it at all until Blaze reminded me when I saw him earlier this week. Don’t make such a big deal out of it Pearl. It’s not like I lied to you about it or some shit.”
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